In theory, the Phantom Wand can summon 9 Chen Yilai.

They share Chen Yi's senses and energy, which can separate or fuse parts of inviolable cells.

For example, letting a clone drink water and return to fusion, it is equivalent to drinking water from both the subject and clone.

Unfortunately, Chen Yi has not mastered the use of 9 clones yet. Even if he summoned it, it does not seem to have much effect on multi-line operations on chuáng, so how can he feel happy?

Nevertheless, it's fun enough to stand on the fluffy carpet with a body and a clone.

After more than an hour, Liu Xinyu took Chen Yi with his charming eyes and reappeared on the city wall. The inspection time had increased to 60 hours, but the increase in the matter was even more difficult, so it was difficult to hide in the bunker and see no one.

Yu Weichao held a stack of household registration information, and the su slut at Jiang Fengzhong stood. When he saw Chen Yi, he walked forward, but his feet were stiff and he couldn't take any steps.

Zhang Pei, impatiently, ran into him foolishly and shouted: "1Mr. Bu Chen, my hard metal company has been built!"

"Oh? Congratulations!"

"I would like to ask Mr. Chen to come and guide..."

Chen Yiqing coughed twice and said, "We don't do this here."

Zhang Pei's second uncle quickly grabbed the guy and said with a smile: "1 Mr. Bu Chen is right, the new world is new. Zhang Pei, do your business.

Yu Weichao also moved his muscles and bones at this time, ran up and smiled, "Mr. Zhang's hard metal company is very interesting, the director should indeed take a look."

After saying that, he handed out the household registration report and said: "The household registration statistics in the Western Mainland are completed. Now there are 23,410 people. The indigenous people only count the residents of the city and surrendered villages, with a number of 17,320,000 slaves and 213,000 slaves. The number of residents of the villages and manors that have not surrendered is about 80,000."

Chen Yi looked over and asked, "Where is Mala City?"

"The nobles seem a little reluctant to accept statistics. They believe that only temples have the power to count the aristocratic roster."

Because of the temple, the city-state of Xijiang could oppress Mara City, but could not force them to obey. If it were not for the temple war, they should have rebelled as soon as Chen Yi plundered the gold and silver of the nobles.

Now that there is trade, the relationship between the two sides is eased, Yu Weichao cherishes this rare interest relationship.

Chen Yi pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, just tell the nobles that if you don't enter our household registration, you will have to collect a high capitation tax, each person will have 100 gold coins per year."

This is 10 million to 10,000 times the number of the poll tax collected by the nobles, which will definitely scare the little landlords to death.

Yu Weichao gritted his teeth and said, "I am now ordering the population of Mara City to be re-counted."

"It can separate the nobles, civilians and slaves, and let them maintain all their original relationships." Chen Yi was not prepared to change the meaning of the political model of the Western Continent. This was such a vast land, with a radius of 400 kilometers, which could only allow him to reach the edge of two city-states and cover a Mara city-state.

If you try your best to make political changes just to get a Mara City, then why bother!

Yu Weichao responded in a deep voice.

Chen Yi smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be nervous, the nobles have a little stronger sense of honor, but our muscles are stronger."

He bent his arm and said, "Whether it is a great jazz, a priest or a knight, you must live under our regulations, otherwise you will leave. You must exercise well. Physical skills level 3, in the diamond conference hall, your level is the worst."

Yu Weichao listened to the previous words still recording. After hearing what was behind, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said embarrassedly: "I'm used to sitting in the office. I'll take time to practice when I go back."

"Let Yin Senyong teach you." Chen Yi waved his hand decisively.

This is such a huge benefit, especially the "Jiangning people" in Xijiang City State nowadays who do not know the status of the Divine Art Knight.

Yu Weichao felt a little moved when he heard this and said, "Or why should we ask the two divine knights to go to Mara City with us to register their household registration for the nobles."

"Yes, Ginmoto Yuki and Ginmoto Kwan."

Yin Senguan is a erudite from the Western Continent. He knows a variety of aristocratic etiquettes and is also good at socializing.

It has been a long time since my own magic knight appeared in Mara City, and it should have a very good effect.

Yu Weichao took out the documents and asked Chen Yi to sign. Seeing that he was about to leave, Ms. Tong, wearing a red square scarf, said, "Mr. Yu, how should we calculate the household registration of household registration?"

Yu Weichao blinked and said, "We have to study it again."

When he said this, he felt very guilty. The opposite side was full of experts who spoke classic procrastination. It was a established policy to not give household registration to non-martial arts members who lived on Earth. He could not say directly, "You have no share."

There were at least 20 members of the inspection team on the city wall, either provincial or provincial senior officials, or children from aristocratic families like Ms. Zhang Peitong, who looked at Yu Weichao with sharp eyes, making the latter uneasy.

Ms. Tong turned her heels, and her pointed high heels faced Chen Yi, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you have no household registration and it is so inconvenient to do things."

"You don't know what household registration is for, what's inconvenience?" Chen Yi "huh"

He laughed out loud.

Everyone on the city wall laughed.

Yu Weichao secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took the opportunity to escape.

When he arrived under the city wall, the martial arts school staff who accompanied him patted him and said, "Some people have seen them on TV, and are afraid of others."

"Are you still watching the news?" Yu Weichao slapped his hand. Although the martial arts school absorbed students from all over Jiangning and even across the country, its main structure was still dominated by Jiangning people, especially the poor Jiangbei people. They are the lower class of Chinese society. Whether they have the honorary status of the working class or not, their lives are difficult and lack the right to speak. They not only have no intersection with the upper class of the inspection team, but also have a natural barrier.

Now that the city-state of Xijiang is emerging, these senior Chinese figures frequently come to "invest" whether it is real interests or future guarantees, they have become illusory.

Yu Weichao was already ready to give way. When he was in school, he was an elite class who opposed the elite class, so it was normal that he could not have a fight with senior government officials. Unexpectedly, Chen Yi supported him and firmly excluded the officials on earth from the city-state management.

The household registration problem is not yet obvious, and conflicts will arise in the future management.

Yu Weichao looked up and thought to himself: No wonder he wanted Chen Heng to be the regional military commander.

On the city wall, Zhang Pei looked at Liu Xinyu's proud figure and swallowed his saliva.

The latter deliberately smiled, which almost dropped from the city wall, and then covered his mouth and giggled: "Yu Weichao just said that the hard metal company is very interesting. Do you tell me?"

"Oh Pei knew that the beauty was playing tricks on her, but she couldn't hate her, and said with a strange move: "About the hard metal company, we are actually going to become a sales company."

"Um?"

"We found that some fighting knights in the Western Continent can process difficult parts with bare hands and can be processed with metal. They are equivalent to a human-shaped metal processing workshop, the world-class strongest fitter." Zhang Pei took a breath, as if he had told a secret, and lowered his head: "We plan to use the local cheap workers' wages to build a standard of hard metal, and then hand them over to these knights for processing. After forming a scale, it can not only meet the needs of local mining and factory opening, but also transport it back to the earth for sale."

Chen Yi listened, pretended to nodded and said, "The company is established now, have you found a knight?"

"This is still looking for." Zhang Pei bravely raised his head.

"Well, it's a good direction." Chen Yi nodded with a smile.

Thank you Mr. Chen." Zhang Pei was secretly happy and thought to himself: This was originally the method you designed, but I have maximized its benefits. What is the future for just producing drill bits and weapons? We want to produce the best turning tool, aviation parts and precision instruments with the strictest quality control. Thinking of the wonderful prospects, Zhang Pei's mouth curled up.

After talking for a while, even if the temporary party on the city wall was completed, Zhang Pei looked at the watch and said, "Uncle Second, we will go back soon. Let's just stop sleeping. The rest of the time will be used to recruit fighting knights?"

"It's not long, there's still one day." Uncle Second looks less than 50 years old and is very energetic.

After eating something casually, the two of them started visiting the square in Xijiang. This is the most lively place in the city-state. According to their ideas, there will definitely be many "cheap workers".

The square is indeed lively.

On the empty cement floor, not only were there boring Jiangning people, but also indigenous people from other places performing shows. The street stalls sold normally hid in the alleys, and a red cloth head was drawn to attract business.

"Have you ever seen a fighting knight?"

"Are you a fighting knight?"

"Do you know where there is a fighting knight?"

It was already difficult to have such a conversation for thirty or fifty times, let alone asking for an hour or two.

Zhang Pei resisted the yu's look posted on the small advertisement and said helplessly to the bodyguard knight who was following him: "Where do you usually have parties? Why can't you see it alone?"

The old Taoist look of a fighting knight who is observing the heart is disdainful of answering that Zhang Pei missed the magic knight during the first and second inspections. Those guys occasionally spoke, and they acted the same as normal people.

The fighting knights I have changed now are different, and there is obviously discrimination.

After asking again, there was still no answer. Zhang Pei said helplessly: "I'd better go to the rare earth mine again. There are many fighting knights there. And I talked last time and my skills were good."

"Those who make drills? They are not working for Chen Yi?" Uncle Er said it was not very polite, not because Zhang Pei said now, but because he did not recruit some knights in advance.

Zhang Pei didn't understand and smiled and said, "We can't get any way now. If we ask them, we can always hire some people."

"Don't dare to dig out the corners of the Chen family, do you know?"

"I know. You stay in the city and continue to recruit people. I'll go find a helicopter." Zhang Pei was still a young man, always with a little passionate expectation, and he disagreed with his second uncle's instructions.

The second uncle didn't think it was a big problem. After splitting up with Zhang Pei, he simply sat in the teahouse to find a solution. The latter went to the barracks, took out his pass, found Zhao He who was doing maintenance for the helicopter, and smiled and handed the cigarette: "Brother, can you take me to the rare earth mine?"

Zhao He's oil pipe looked at Zhang Pei again, but he didn't say anything.

"My fault. Brother, my fault." Zhang Pei was also dizzy and quickly put away his cigarette.

He smiled and said, "I have soldiers in my family, and I am used to smoking, don't mind."

"I don't mind, but you can't get my helicopter." Zhao He is an old non-commissioned officer with a little temper and doesn't explain.

Zhang Pei went to find other pilots unhappily. After asking around, he found out that there were only three helicopters allowed to carry them. It sounded quite a lot, but it was not enough when used.

After waiting for another two hours, the assigned officer arranged Zhang Pei and said: "The rare earth mine is 200 kilometers away, and it takes an hour to go back and forth, and the people behind will have to wait to die."

"Come and go? Then why am I back?" Zhang Pei "If you are not in a hurry, there will be railways in the mining area to the beach, then take a boat to Xijiang Wharf, and then take a bus back."

"200 kilometers of road, let me take three means of transportation?"

The officer smiled honestly and said, "There are three planes assigned to it. In fact, you rich people, just bring one by yourself next time."

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional, so Zhang Pei turned around and wrote it in the notebook.

After a long 200 kilometers, the mining area greeted him with flying dust.

After finally finding the previous Knight Villa, a smile appeared on Zhang Pei's face. After thinking about several versions of the draft, he finally said plainly: "Everyone, we're meeting again. I'll bring a meeting gift this time, look, Jingjin."

He put a suitcase on the table and opened it, and it was covered with rectangular tin steel chains.
To be continued...