Walking out of the workshop quickly and looking at the direction of the crowd, Ren Daoyuan soon came to the test site behind. The test site, also known as the military field, is a place where the quality of weapons used for experimental and machining in the weapons. It is not small in area, with tens of thousands of square meters, and there are various targets for experimenting with weapons.

There were hundreds of meters away from the test site, and he heard a burst of screams from there. The sound left, like a howling of a pig. Ren Daoyuan followed Master Luo for half a year, and was very familiar with each other every day. Although the sound changed a lot, he still heard that the person screaming was Master Luo.

How could this happen? Master Luo is one of the few masters in the Iron Supervisor, and he is also the production supervisor of the Weapon Supervisor. His status is only slightly worse than that of the supervisor of the imperial sect. Who dares to touch him?

He ran all the way into the test yard, and the side of the field was surrounded by fully armed soldiers, all of whom looked extremely fierce. With Ren Daoyuan's eyes, he could not see the depth of these people, and was shocked. He could not see it himself, proving that these soldiers were at least at the ground level and above. Judging from the number, there were as many as hundreds. Although there were many guards in the Iron Supervisor, they rarely saw such a scene.

What's more, those soldiers were wearing regular armor and holding standard weapons. You can see at a glance that these people were regular soldiers of the Pada Empire.

Beyond the soldiers, there were many craftsmen who were watching the fun, hiding from a distance, pointing and pointing, confused, happy, worried, and various expressions were diverse.

In the middle of the test site, Master Luo Zi was pressed on a wooden stand and his lower body was stripped away. Two strong soldiers, holding water and fire sticks, took turns to hit him. I don’t know how long it took, Master Luo’s butt was already bloody and bloody.

Not far from the wooden frame, there was a group of people standing there, the leader, ten feet taller than others, with purple gold armor on his body, a knife on his waist, standing there without anger.

Beside him, the Weapon Supervisor Jaycee was rubbing his hands from time to time, his face was filled with fear, and he wanted to persuade him but didn't dare to persuade him. He was very pitiful.

Behind the two, there were more than a dozen guards, all in armor and with lengthened horizontal swords, standing neatly, looking at the general in the middle, with extraordinary momentum. Even if the sky collapsed and the earth broke in front of them, they could not be shaken at all.

At the general's feet, the pair of purple gold hammers were thrown aside like rags. The general kicked them from time to time, his face full of anger, and the muscles on his face were almost thrusting into a ball, obviously very angry.

Ren Daoyuan glanced at it and knew most of the time that the pair of purple gold hammers should have been customized by this general. In Ren Daoyuan's eyes, the impeccable double hammers not only did not satisfy the general, but were extremely angry. Dissatisfied with the weapon, this anger naturally had to be spread on the weapon craftsman.

You should know that each of the materials used to make the purple gold hammer is valuable. Ren Dao is far from a businessman, but he knows that it takes at least several thousand gold coins to go all out, which is not a small amount. Not only does it cost a lot of money, but it also takes a long time, which takes about a few months.

I saw it clearly, but Ren Daoyuan was helpless. When he was making the purple gold hammer, he also participated. Naturally, he knew that Master Luo had tried his best. The quality of the purple gold hammer was also excellent. It was the best weapon that Ren Daoyuan had ever seen. Unless it was a Taoist weapon, it would be difficult to surpass this pair of sledgehammers.

Taoist instrument? Sledgehammer? Ren Daoyuan's heart moved. Isn't there a pair of heavy thunder hammers in his hand? That's a real third-grade Taoist instrument. Although the quality is not good, Taoist instrument is a Taoist instrument, how can it be compared to ordinary instruments?

There is, there is, but the heavy thunder hammer is my own, so why should I take it out to pay off Master Luo’s debt? Such a thought flashed in my mind and was thrown aside. Master Luo is good to him, so he has the conditions to use himself. It is precisely because of his own existence that when he was making the purple gold hammer, Master Luo saved at least half of his time and most of his energy.

I was relieved, so I naturally continued to watch the fun. Suddenly, my whole body trembled, and it seemed a little cold. I turned around and looked, and a few gazes came from the crowd of craftsmen, which were extremely cold.

Not good.

It was a big deal. I thought that it was not enough to do anything, and that my hard work was worthy of Master Luo. No one owed each other, but when he sensed those cold gazes, he remembered his identity.

Speaking of which, Ren Daoyuan seems to be quite pitiful. His children from aristocratic families have been sold as slaves. But when he thinks about it carefully, his luck during this period has been so good that he is so lucky.

It was a miracle that he was caught by a strong man in the sky and fell into the water from a cliff and did not die. Then he was caught by a slave trader and relied on valuable potions to turn around. Is this bad luck? He entered the weapon prison and became a slave, but his life was better than many small workers and more comfortable than the craftsmen, so he often forgot that he was still a slave. Is this bad luck really bad?

But what is the source of all this? It can be said that he reacts quickly when he falls down. He has not died in the hands of the slave trader because of the medicine and food in the Taoist space, as well as his young and strong body. In the past six months of entering the Weapon Supervision, he can learn to make weapons and get the heavy thunder hammer and tithing. This is not only by himself, but the most important thing is because of Master Luo's care.

No matter what mentality Luo Zi was taking care of him, the fact that he was born was that he was more comfortable and was not like a slave at all.

He has been living comfortably in the past six months. Although it has not hindered anyone, but the slaves have been living comfortably, and some people have long lost sight of him. If Master Luo is lost...

Ren Daoyuan's whole body shook. Something was not good. No matter what, he had to find a way to protect Master Luo, otherwise the second unlucky one would be himself.

After thinking through the joints in the middle, Ren Daoyuan mustered up the courage to rush to the test site, and shouted while running: "Sir, the villain has something to say."

There were soldiers guarding the test yard. Although Ren Daoyuan had completely recovered and even his face was intact, his cultivation was limited. What's the opponent of these soldiers? What's more, he just wanted a chance and did not dare to resist. So as soon as he rushed to the edge of the test yard, he was caught by two soldiers.

The power from his arms made him know that these soldiers definitely have the strength of the Earth level. With such cultivation, they cannot be ordinary soldiers, but they should be the personal follower of the general.

Ren Daoyuan's shouts naturally alarmed everyone present, including Jaycee Chan and the general. Jaycee Chan recognized Ren Daoyuanlai at a glance. Although he had not seen him for a while, there were many rumors about a slave of special status in the Weapons Supervision Bureau. As the chief of the supervisor, Jaycee Chan still had to rely on Master Luo, so naturally he would not offend Luo Zi because of a small slave.

At this time, when he saw this little slave who was ignorant of life and death, he dared to break into the test equipment field, his face immediately showed anger. Now that Master Luo was beaten, he was scolded so much that he was so scolded that a slave dared to make trouble. Isn’t this causing trouble for him?

The changes on Jaycee Chan's face naturally could not escape the general's eyes. He pretended that he could not see them at all, and turned his head to look at Ren Daoyuan. The distance between the two was not close, so his eyesight was naturally not difficult to see clearly, and the iron circle under Ren Daoyuan's neck.

The slave, the one who broke in was actually a slave.

The general was already angry. Seeing that the person coming was just a slave, he waved his hand and signaled the guards to cut the person directly, first to see the blood and relieve the fire.

Seeing the general's gesture, Ren Daoyuan knew it was not good, and pulled his neck and shouted, "General, what the young man said is related to hammers, and there is a peerless hammer."

I was originally thinking about how to persuade the general to commit crimes for Luo Zi, but I couldn't take care of anything at this time. I could only use the most touching words he could think of to get a chance to speak for myself.

"Slow." Sure enough, when the general heard the word "The Peerless Good Hammer", he was a little moved. He spent so much effort, used a lot of money and asked someone to rely on his relationship, found Master Luozi, and waited for several months. Isn't it just for a pair of good hammers?

"Take him here." The general's voice was like thunder. Ren Daoyuan, a powerful man in the heavenly level, judged the other party's cultivation level through his voice.

The two soldiers carried Ren Daoyuan to the general like a chicken, and threw him on the ground. Ren Daoyuan rolled on the ground, clicked his right knee and knelt in front of the two of them. At this time, he didn't care about face. He was a slave and he should have the etiquette, let alone when facing the angry people of the two.

"The villain Ren Daoyuan is a slave to the weapon prison. He has been following Master Luo for help." Ren Daoyuan first reported to his house.

The general snorted, and Jaycee Chan said angrily, "You little slave, what do you want to say when you rushed in? This is General Niu Jinxing, the commander of the Imperial Giant Rhino Legion. Don't talk nonsense, quickly tell me the story of the peerless hammer."

Although Jaycee Chan's face was full of anger, in fact, he still wanted to keep Luo Zi. Luo Zi's skills were excellent and ranked among the top in the entire Iron Supervisor. Moreover, this person was devoted to his skills and never spoke about the management of the Weapon Supervisor. After spending more than half a year, although there was no deep relationship, the cooperation was extremely pleasant, which also made Jaycee Chan's success.

If a supervisor changes, not to mention the other party's skills, who will complete the tasks set by the superiors. If the other party is willing to intervene in management, it will bring a lot of trouble to Jaycee Jaycee. After all, the supervisor has a special status and there are many opportunities to intervene. Someone intervenes in management, naturally to make money, that is, to grab meat from his bowl of Lord Fang. How can he be content with him?

"Yes, if you go back to General Niu, you actually made two sets of this sledgehammer."

"Two sets?" Niu Jinxing and Jaycee Chan shouted at the same time. How is this possible? You know, the materials required for a set of sledgehammers are enough, and it takes a long time. Two sets? How is it possible? Why make two sets?

Luo Zi on the wooden frame raised his eyelids. He was beaten very hard and could no longer speak. Although the soldiers behind him had stopped, they had not had ten or half a month of rest, and the injury could not heal. After making several sets of sledgehammers, how could he not know how he could not know that it would be two sets. Xiao Ren said this naturally to help him get rid of his crime, but he couldn't take out something that satisfies the general. This was not to help him, but to harm him.
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