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Chapter 3008: Technical Reserve

What Chen Qiye said made Zhao Zheng frown.

He was not a fool, naturally thought about this situation, but in his judgment, the current Magic City has no value at all.

What the Zhatian Sect wants to destroy should be the existence of the top Cangqiu True Lord Realm, and now all the powerful cultivators in the demon clan have been placed in the anchor point of time and space by him.

The Zhatian Sect doesn’t know how to enter the space-time anchor point. They don’t even have the space-time anchor point technology, so how could they attack the Magic City?

But thinking is your own business, and once this matter is told by others, the taste will change.

Zhao Zheng's brows instantly tightened, and Chen Qiye's words made him think about something that he had already considered impossible.

Even the Destined Son said this, is this possibility very likely to happen?

"Thank you for your advice from Destined Son. I will carefully consider this possibility." Zhao Zheng said solemnly to Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye was slightly happy, but he didn't expect that his casual words could make Zhao Zheng so sensitive. It seems that it would be better for him to joke with him less in the future.

After making up his mind secretly, Chen Qiye nodded to Zhao Zheng with a smile: "Think more and think more, there will be no harm."

Hearing the destined son's words, Zhao Zheng's brows never relaxed since he frowned.

Ever since he had said everything he had planned to hide before, he never dared to think that he could hide it from Destined Son.

So there must be a reason for the Destined Son to say this.

Does he think he still thinks less? Zhao Zheng was extremely nervous. He couldn't figure out where he didn't perform well, so that he could let the son of destiny say such words.

Is it because I was going to hide those things before? Or is it that everything I thought in my heart had long been known by the destined son, and he felt that he was still thinking less?

Before Chen Qiye realized his simple words, he threw Zhao Zheng into great panic.

He looked at Zhao Zheng's frowning, thinking that he was joking about the words he had been tangling with before.

Although I really wanted to tell him that he was really joking just now, after realizing that his words and deeds could put a lot of pressure on Zhao Zheng, Chen Qiye decided to shut up. It should be better to do this.

"By the way, since you've come, take me to your space-time anchor point to take a look." Chen Qiye said with a smile: "I want to see how powerful the space-time anchor point technology of this ancient civilization is."

"You have to know the current earth spirit civilization, let alone the space-time anchor point technology, you can't even figure out what the space-time is."

Chen Qiye shook his head and said, "So I want to open my eyes."

Zhao Zheng listened to Chen Qiye's words and carefully pondered the meaning of his words.

Of course, there must be answers that are superficial.

Zhao Zheng smiled and made a request to Chen Qiye: "Please, Lord Destined Son, there is a time and space anchor in my demon veterinary room."

Chen Qiye followed Zhao Zheng, restrained his curious eyes and attitude, and followed indifferently.

Zhao Zheng, who was paying attention to Chen Qiye's every move, found his reaction and couldn't help but wonder.

The destined son is indeed making excuses! If he really wants to open his eyes, how could he show no curiosity at all?

Even if you are yourself, you can't keep it so calm!

There must be something else if the destined son enters the anchor point of space and time!

At this time, Chen Qiye was communicating with Jin Wei, and he was completely unaware of the terrifying wave that had already been stirred up in Zhao Zheng's heart.

What he communicated with Jin Wei was exactly what was in the space-time anchor point built by Zhao Zheng.

The Jin Guard's Jin Guard's clone sneaked into many time and space anchors, from the demon clone to the demon clone's cultivation, and even the top demon clone can exist where even the demon clone can exist.

Thanks to her extremely large number of Jin Guard clones, she almost understood the entire demon clan.

If you have an understanding of the demon race, I'm afraid Zhao Zheng would not dare to compete with her.

What Zhao Zheng knew was only a matter of a certain height. He could not know the circles between the demon clan mortals, right?

After all, he doesn't have as many clones as Jin Wei who can sneak into millions of families to do eavesdrop.

'You mean, Zhao Zheng has asked someone to assemble twenty degraded versions of the orbital accelerator guns?' Chen Qiye asked Jin Wei in surprise: 'Is the demons so efficient?'

‘The main reason is that the demons have strong technical reserves. After obtaining very detailed data on the orbital accelerator gun, they modularized the entire body of the orbital accelerator gun.’

‘That way, they can make different parts for different jobs.’

‘In addition, he has now gained control of the entire demon race, so it is not difficult to create so many degraded versions of orbital accelerator guns.’

Jin Wei's explanation made Chen Qiye slightly confused: "The technical reserves of the demons are already stronger?"

‘This technical reserve should be what I understand, that kind of technological reserve of scientific and technological civilization?’

'Isn't the demon clan a cultivator civilization? How could there be a technical reserve of technological civilization?'

Jin Wei smiled softly in Shen Qiye's heart and said, "Master, the demons have collected many books from previous civilizations. Even if they are cultivators, they can understand those books from previous civilizations."

‘In addition, some of the technologies in those books can benefit the entire demon race, so all the technologies of the previous civilizations have developed to a certain extent among their demon races, so there are technical reserves that you think are impossible to appear.
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