Chapter 44: Bomber dropping mushrooms? Wang Teng was very familiar with the following auction process. He originally wanted to use his mental power to feel what the fixed-type soul guide shells were like, but after hearing what Vina said, he understood. This thing is indeed not suitable to appear in an auction hall with so many people. If something goes wrong, let alone how other VIPs will explain, even Princess Vina on the stage will not be able to escape death. Su Mu asked, "Do you think this thing is real?" Lang Ya nodded, "The Heavenly Soul Empire would not use the ninth-level fixed-type soul guide shells to deceive people, it's true." Wang Teng also added: "It is likely that the Sun-Moon Empire is clearing out its inventory. The previous generations of level nine fixed-type soul guide shells were not mature enough in terms of stability and soul power application efficiency. So now the fourth generation should have completed mass production experiments, the fifth generation has been produced in the laboratory, and the previous generations have begun to gradually clear inventory. After all, every level nine fixed-type soul guide shell, from research and development to production and even storage, is a huge expense of money. The Sun-Moon Empire can still make a profit by relying on these old shells. " Su Mu's eyes narrowed, and he understood the key point: "Does this mean that these things still have a shelf life? Will they explode when they expire?"
Wang Teng nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, and no, the explosion is a storage issue, just like this shell, even though the Tianhun Empire may have gotten it at a low price. However, in order to store this shell, they have to build at least a huge underground warehouse and purchase a large number of matching soul guides for storage. As for the so-called shelf life, it only refers to the influence of stability and power. Because the core array in the ninth-level fixed-installation soul guide shells is too complicated and there are too many of them, so as long as they are stimulated and disturbed by the outside world, they are prone to damage or small-scale serial explosions. Of course, this explosion is far from achieving its intended effect. The core array inside requires a special firing device to achieve the intended effect." Wang Teng looked at Su Mu with a smile, and said, "There is another little news, I wonder if my sister is interested." Sumu blinked, “No, buddy. Are you still keeping me in suspense? Just tell me what you have to say." Wang Teng said slowly: "It is said, just said. The third generation of King Kong is called the Short-legged Cannonball by Mingde Hall. Because the soul guide cannon it specially fires has a short range and needs to be very close to the target to be released, so it has this nickname. " Su Mu thought for a moment and asked, "What I mean is, if I want to blow this thing up, I have to get close to the opponent?" Wang Teng said, "That's about it, but in my opinion, the best way to drop this shell is from the air. It's not what you think. You can't fly over Mingdu and throw it. Today's ultra-high altitude detection soul guides can detect living things, unless you have the ability to fake your death. We should use soul-guided fighters. No, that is, instead of people using soul power to deliver the weapons themselves, people should pilot a soul-guided aircraft to deliver the weapons. Not only can it use its own coating for counter-reconnaissance, but it can also use mechanical delivery and timed detonation to reduce the possibility of being intercepted. Even if the technology is a little more advanced, we can use airborne jammers." Su Mu's eyes lit up as he followed Wang Teng. What Wang Teng said was easy to understand and he didn't mention any technical principles. Su Mu completely understood his ideas. "Brother, let's not talk about anything else. Can this aircraft you mentioned be made? How long will it take to make it?" Looking at Su Mu's burning gaze, Wang Teng opened his mouth, a little hesitant. It's over. What should we do if the pie we painted for the Title Douluo boss is too big? They can't even mass-produce a small civilian air conditioner, and they still want to build an airplane? Even if the Body Sect had two thousand brain martial spirits, it would probably still be a tough task. "Sister, it's not like we can't do this, right? You see, there is nothing we say cannot be done, right? It is not so absolute. However, based on our current equipment and research foundation, Wang Teng was still playing the piano there, Lang Ya couldn't stand it anymore, and said directly: "Su Mu, there is a saying that the key things cannot be in the hands of others.
Besides, these tens of millions are really nothing to you. Even if you keep it at home for fun, you can’t let others get it.” Su Mu glared at Lang Ya and said, "I don't listen to you, Lang Ya! If you like it so much, I'll record it and play it at your home for you to listen to! The damage is comparable to that of the Extreme Douluo's full power. Are you drifting away or am I unable to lift the bow and arrow? Tens of millions is nothing to me, well, it really is nothing." Wang Teng complained in his heart, are all the banks in the mainland owned by this person's family? Or are all the minting institutions in the mainland under your control? Even as we were talking, the price of this King Kong had already exceeded 30 million, and was still rising little by little. However, only a few big forces and families were gritting their teeth and bargaining for the price. Su Mu looked at it and couldn't help but sneer: "There are actually two second-rate families in the Tianhun Empire. I won't talk about how they can come up with so much money, or whether they found it at the auction house. Otherwise you are totally brainless. Would Tianhun let you stockpile such a powerful weapon right under your nose? Forty million!" While Su Mu was chatting, he suddenly shouted to raise the price, directly increasing it by nearly five million. Wang Teng was caught off guard and was startled in an instant. No, sister, why are you yelling so loudly? Sure enough, after the price increase of nearly five million, no one followed suit. One reason was that everyone present had some knowledge about soul guide shells. A ninth-level fixed-type soul-guided artillery shell from the third generation, and even the distinguished guests who could attend were all designed. "You two brothers, although the auction has ended, it is still early in the night. Are you interested in continuing it?" Su Mu's voice was as gentle as jade, and his words revealed that he didn't want to leave, "The top VIP room here is equipped with top-notch food and fine wine. If you can eat, you might as well go there to enjoy a midnight snack, which can be regarded as a little comfort for your hard work today. " Wang Teng laughed when he heard this, patted his chest and said: "Sister, what you said is exactly what I want! You won a lot of good things in the auction today, how can we not celebrate? Of course you have to eat supper, and you have to enjoy it!" Lang Ya also smiled slightly, gently waved his folding fan, and slowly said: "Indeed, the midnight snacks at the Tianhun Auction House are said to be made of rare ingredients and carefully prepared by top chefs. They are rarely seen on weekdays. I am lucky enough to be treated by Su Mu today, so I will enjoy the food.” Su Mu rolled his eyes at him and said, "I didn't even think of asking you. With your mouth, how can you not eat several meals at the auction?" Newcomer, new book, please support~ (End of this chapter)