Number C sky ring.

Binggan City.

The five heavenly rings of Qinghanxuan Palace, and the three heavenly rings on the lower level, Bing, Ding, and Wu, are mainly for civilians to live in. The cities built by each heavenly ring have the code name of the heavenly ring as the first character.

Early this morning.

Fang Han, wearing a set of clean and tidy work clothes, opened the door of his small building and stepped out.

On the back of the overalls, two words are clearly written - Jiebang.

This is exactly the name of the company he works for - Jebon Rubber Tire Manufacturing Company.

Recently, the company received a huge order of "one million tires" from Tianhuan above, and the factory became extremely busy.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Han became a full-time employee from the internship period ahead of schedule, and his income increased by nearly 30%.

"buzz"

A familiar whistling sound came from far and near.

Fang Han quickly walked out of the yard and looked up.

I saw a large, densely packed area of ​​small black dots, arranged in a neat triangular array, quickly passing by from an altitude of several thousand meters.

A rough guess is that the number is no less than a hundred.

This is not a small number.

Fang Han watched the war eagles go away, and Digu said: "There are more and more war eagles. At least two thousand of them flew by yesterday, and there may be more today."

He had heard a bizarre statement that Xuan Gong had produced as many as 30,000 war eagles, and more would be produced in the next month.

But he thought this was outrageous.

Fang Han thought of a rumor and frowned slightly: "Is there really going to be a war?"

But the question is, where will the war be fought?

He still couldn't figure this out.

Fang Han's gaze shifted at an angle and locked onto the two behemoths above.

Fang Han looked yearning: "It's a pity that the 'Shangtian Ring' does not allow unrelated people to enter. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to go up and take a look."

The so-called "Shangtian Ring" is actually the Heaven Ring No. A and B, because that is where the high-ranking Xuanshi masters mainly conduct their activities.

The other three heavenly rings are usually called "lower heavenly rings" among civilians.

The prefixes "Shang" and "Xia" perfectly reflect the strict hierarchy in Xuan Palace.

Fang Han recalled the past and muttered in a low voice: "It's not a bad thing to leave Tai'an, otherwise I wouldn't have seen such strange scenery in my life."

Just a year ago.

This guy was still a student at Qinglin City No. 15 Middle School. During a certain meditation class, his teacher revealed that he had used illegal drugs and he became the laughing stock of the whole school.

Fang Han had no face to see anyone, so he moved all the way to Xuan Palace through his uncle's relationship.

Now he feels from the bottom of his heart that this is a very wise decision.

Not long after.

In the middle of an intersection.

Fang Han saw an exceptionally leafy tree, more than fifteen meters tall. Every leaf was exceptionally green, and it didn't look like an ordinary tree.

It is the Spirit Oak Demon.

a month ago.

The city's council brought a dozen or so spiritual oak monsters and transplanted them into various traffic arteries.

It is said that where there are these tree spirits, there will be no evil things like tree spirits around.

Fang Han unconsciously felt a sense of superiority in his heart: "There are too many magical items in Xuan Palace, which you will never see if you stay in Tai'an Xiaoling Realm."

He thought of his former classmates and chuckled: "Wan Tengjiao, Cheng Han, even if you become warriors in the future, you won't be able to see what I see."

Wan Tengjiao was his biggest rival in the class, and Cheng Han was the trigger that forced him to leave Tai'an Xiaoling Realm.

These two names still bother him.

Fang Han snorted, and his sense of superiority became stronger: "As long as you can't get out of Tai'an, you will always be a frog in the well!"

five minutes later.

Fang Han arrived at Jiebang Company.

He had just walked to the work station and was about to check the tools when he heard the voice of Lao Zhou at the next work station.

"Xiao Fang, I heard the news that something big is going to happen in the city today."

Fang Han turned around and looked with curiosity on his face: "What's the big deal?"

Lao Zhou did not answer directly, but instead asked a question: "Do you know what the rubber tires we recently produced are used for?"

Fang Han nodded: "The manager said that Shangtianhuan has an organization called the 'Kemo Research Institute', which plans to produce a vehicle called the 'Speed ​​Car'."

He pointed to a pile of tire parts piled nearby: "This is what tires are for."

Lao Zhou smiled "hehe": "The craftsmen and apprentices of Shangtianhuan are planning to ride on speeding cars together and hold a grand parade around No. C Tianhuan today!"

Fang Han was confused: "Ah?"

Lao Zhou uttered a curse word, and his envy was palpable: "As expected of a person from Shangtianhuan, he is really good at riding horses!"

In the minds of ordinary people, the residents of the upper heaven ring have their own halo, which naturally makes them superior to the common people of the lower heaven ring.

Even if a man in the upper heaven ring is ugly, he can still marry a pretty beautiful wife in the lower heaven ring.

Fang Han had always been deeply curious about the speeding cars and asked hurriedly: "Will this parade in Shangtianhuan pass through our Binggan City?"

Lao Zhou nodded and said: "Most likely."

Fang Han was a little disappointed: "The production tasks have been so heavy recently, with tens of thousands of tires every day, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to see what the Flying Spur looks like."

Lao Zhou suddenly laughed: "Are you stupid when riding a horse?"

The guy pointed to the door: "When the parade's convoy comes, Binggan City will be extremely lively. Who will be guarding the work station?"

Fang Han immediately reacted: "That's right!"

"Dang! Dang!"

The loud bell rang.

This is a reminder to start work.

The supervisor's shout immediately spread throughout the workshop: "Let's start working! The production target for the morning is 6,000 tires. If the target is exceeded, an egg will be added to lunch!"

Little tricks such as "adding eggs" are common incentives in various factories.

Two hours later.

Lao Zhou pulled down the handle of the machine.

"laugh!"

Just hear a puff of sound.

The machine started slowly.

Hot waves of air surged out instantly.

Fang Han wiped his sweat, quickly put on a pair of gloves, stepped forward with Lao Zhou, and lifted the shaped tire out of the machine.

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There seemed to be a loud noise in the distance.

Fang Han put the tire on the ground and asked excitedly: "Is this the parade coming?"

Lao Zhou looked out the door, nodded and said, "It's possible!"

This guess was immediately confirmed.

A steward hurried in and shouted: "The touring convoy from the Science and Technology Research Institute is here. Let's take a break for a quarter of an hour and go take a look at the speeding car!"

The workers immediately swarmed towards the door.

at this time.

The main road along which the parade passed was extremely lively.

Both sides of the road were absolutely packed, with almost half of the city’s people here, and it was no exaggeration to describe it as rubbing shoulders and rubbing heels.

Many people couldn't squeeze into the front row and simply climbed onto the trees beside the road.

Fang Han is also one of them.

With his flexible hands and feet, he also managed to get a good viewing position.

A minute passed.
To be continued...