The Skull Bay, Rilis District.

The unloading entrance in the workshop area was blocked by five carriages. When the repairmen lifted the cover, they saw bundles of red poles.

"This is Ming Jing. Damn, who ordered the materials?"

The administrator took off the one-sided lenses and turned around and cursed in a rough voice.

The apprentices behind him looked at each other and shook their heads with blank expressions.

The workshops are connected into pieces, and the uniquely shaped houses are connected and superimposed, gathering famous design geniuses in the Bay of Killing Shouhai and young people who want to learn skills.

Every morning, the ordered materials are delivered here. The laborers with the badge must deliver the payment according to the list and take away the corresponding items.

Here is orderly, everyone does things quickly and quickly, more efficient than machines and secret magic puppets.

However, this batch of sudden dark crystals affected the rhythm that should be. Now hundreds of workers in the unloading area are looking at them eagerly, hoping that anyone can give an explanation.

"Okay, are there any misunderstandings?"

The administrator frowned, and he wiped his glasses with half a piece of oil-soaked cloth, staring at the three strangers in the corner with his glasses slanted.

The vendor coughed twice, thanking God, he finally had the opportunity to insert it in and speak.

"This is, um, Miss Belan's goods, someone asked me to send these samples."

He felt that the other party's eyes suddenly shone, like a polished carving knife, making the bones on his back numb and felt deeply uncomfortable.

"Ahem, there is still half a warehouse behind, at least dozens of carriages..."

The crowd became quiet, and they all showed contemplative expressions. There was no noisy or impatient at all. The diligent guys had already run to a shed.

Several well-known designers came to watch.

They used strange reagents and dazzling secret techniques to detect and analyze these consumables to find out what makes them different.

"Impossible, this is the ordinary crystal of the Netherworld."

"It can make weapons, but it is not practical at all, and the cost is too high."

"Berlan is the most talented. She can't collect a bunch of scraps. Maybe, we've overlooked some wonderful ideas."

...

The three vendors stood in the corner, at a loss, and diluted their presence many times.

They have been in the bay for a while and have recognized that these are very prestigious designers, many practical and sturdy weapons, as well as exquisitely conceived daily necessities, all from this building.

After about a glass of wine, the crowd gave up the passage.

Belan walked out slowly, holding a ball with a strange appearance, and three tools were inserted into the crack of her right finger, which attracted everyone's attention and successfully paused the whispers in the corner.

She was wearing multiple chuff pants, holding the fish hook with rare material, and stepped on the edge of the car.

"What are you doing? This is not my product. No matter who is joking, I will not forgive you! Damn, I have the latest secret ball in my hand, and I actually waste my time..."

The vendor raised his eyebrows and felt a little nervous, and he wanted to go out and explain.

The crowd was in agitation, many showed disappointment, and the boredom of the craftsmen again and doubled down on their faces.

“I ordered it!”

The sound came from afar.

He gathered up all the dispersed attention and the scattered insults, and finally gathered at a point - the young Adam came from the side.

He walked lightly, as if he had just arrived.

"Hey, Belan, you took my drawings and owe me a favor, is that right?"

He raised his arm, bite half a piece of soft bread, and moved to the middle with a smile. The dress he wore was very personal and was very conspicuous between the craftsman and the apprentice.

Belan raised his eyebrows, squinted his eyes and gently took the hook from the corner of his mouth.

"You seem unhappy?"

Adam spread his arms and felt some kind of uneasiness.

[The manifestation of anger of a woman is often dangerous, and people around her are quickly away from you, which is a very bad omen.]

"This is our second meeting, and last time, you caught the attention of the casino's gangsters and threatened me on the spot, hehe, my god, Mr. Duheng, who do you think you are talking to?"

Click!

The metal ball was closed by her and made a sound triggered by the instrument.

"The captain has to come forward. I have to break the sling mechanisms and find a way to save you. Haha, guess what unlucky repairman was the one who was scolded and scolded in the end?"

The curve of Belan's mouth seemed to be higher.

The thing began to shine, and it was a bit dazzling outdoors in the morning.

"Uh, sir? No matter what you have done, it's better to apologize immediately."

The vendor said, "Their brothers were very unfortunate, and their escape route was blocked. To be precise, they stayed behind a perpetrator."

“It’s too late.”

Adam bit his mouth and answered helplessly, and removed the frame baffle with brute force.

Belan put away his smile. The speed of change was like pressing the switch mechanism. At the same time, the ball that began to tremble in her hand was thrown out with great effort.

There are often accidents in the shed, and there are many serious accidents...

It's all about Belan!

She is a designer with awesome personality and talent, and she is barely equal in quantity what she has repaired and created and what has been destroyed by her.

The blue flame, mixed with white light, wrapped up a huge amount of smoke and dust, swallowing the entire unloading area like a huge sea beast opening its mouth.

[You are attacked by secret techniques, and the powerful impact force affects your perception, and the fleeting high temperature burns half of your arm.]

Adam took a breath and coughed up bloody phlegm with burnt ash.

He thought this would be a joke, but at that moment, it was like a whole basin of magma being turned upside down, soaked in the poison of the crazy wizard, and was poked by a steel fork and washed back and forth.

"Of course, you're still alive. After all, you can tie the captain, although it's a bit hydrating."

Belan walked over with his foot, and the anger on his face had disappeared.

But she did not apologize for the impulse, but just put away her fleeting worries and threw away two bottles of potions.

"Drink it, and then tell me your feelings. This will help me improve the design. You should be glad that this is a semi-finished product..."

【Higher therapeutic agents】

【The works, materials and prices of professional alchemists are all amazing.】

"Don't mess with women in the bay, especially Captain Rilis's jurisdiction."

"It's better to apologize sincerely instead of nagging!"

Adam took it and put it in his pocket. His recovery ability could generate income, but the instant evaporation of half of the blood strip was the price of a woman's anger.

"I, I just can't control my temper, family inheritance. Forget it, you came to me for help, go to the maintenance room to talk, and take away the pile of garbage by the way."

Belan muttered and left, swaying for a long time, but still did not apologize.

Adam looked around:

The huge canvas rose from the roof, blew away the residual smell of medicine, revealing the mess on the ground.

In the fan-shaped area behind him, most of the people lying in a row were fainted by secret techniques, or they developed transient deafness and hallucinations.

The three brothers who delivered the goods twitched with foamy mouths, almost hurting their souls.

The craftsmen directed the handling of damaged parts, planned reconstruction matters, and helped and evacuate the crowd. In almost the blink of an eye, the normal state of the unloading area was restored.

Everything is so skillful!

Before Belan left, he left a piece of parchment notes with undried notes, which were designed by the secret ball just now, and some research notes.

The administrator took it with a smile.
Chapter completed!