After listening for a long time, Lin Xi tried to analyze the feasibility of the transaction from a professional perspective: "That magic power is nothing more than an open-ground weapon. Let's get two satellites equipped with laser cannons and photovoltaic cells, and then give him a control terminal?"

"How many days can it last?" Ji Xiaotong had a different opinion, "That broken spacecraft has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years."

Satellites are consumables, and no matter how good the quality is, they cannot be used. The wreckage of a wandering spacecraft can still be used after so many years. Ninety percent of them are people living on the spacecraft.

Lin Xi disagreed: "There are some engineering robots on our ship. They put laser cannons on the wreckage of the spacecraft, leaving behind a batch of spare parts and a batch of robots. They can last for at least hundreds of years."

Ji Xiaotong was slightly stunned: "This is a good idea, boss, what do you think?"

Ye Fei nodded gently: "King of the Treetop, tell me everything you know. As long as I can satisfy me, I will give you satisfactory rewards."

"Can you tell me what the reward is first?" The treetops are definitely a miser who doesn't see rabbits and don't show eagles.

The expression of the child-like toys on the treetops made Ye Fei laugh: "I will give you two choices, one is to help you restore your divine power, but it is hard to say how many years it will last after recovery."

"Why?" asked the treetops with a heart-pounding heart.

"This is difficult to explain. I can only say that something is wrong with the Divine City itself." Ye Fei gave a vague answer.

The treetop king was not very satisfied with the answer, but the experienced king did not show his dissatisfaction on his face: "What about another option?"

"Wait." Ye Fei said this and turned off the speaker. "Xiao Xia. Are you sure the elements of this planet? How about the content of heavy elements?"

"The content of heavy elements has just crossed the line, and the humans here have the potential to develop into a scientific and technological civilization." Xia Zhuoyan answered immediately.

"I understand." Ye Fei smiled with satisfaction, turned on the speaker and said, "His Majesty the King, have you seen the weapon my companion used just now?"

"Yes, I saw...why? Do you want to exchange such a magical tool?" The heart of the treetops suddenly became as hot as a boiling hot pot.

If he could have such a weapon... there were no more, just ten pieces... no, even if there were only five pieces, he could harvest the damn gray skin like mowed grass on the battlefield!

"No!" Ye Fei's answer made the treetops' heart cold, "I can teach you how to make this weapon. Of course, with your current abilities, you can only create the most primitive and lowest-level types, but I believe that with the improvement of technical level, one day you can also create the same powerful artifact."

It is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people. No matter how the treetops are chosen, the price Ye Fei has to pay is so small that it can be ignored, but no matter which choice it chooses, it will have a huge impact on this primitive country.

"I choose the latter one." said the treetop king without hesitation.

Although the power of divine power is strong, it has disappeared once four hundred years ago. Even if it is restored, it cannot guarantee how long it can be used. When the divine power is exhausted again in the future, his descendants will still have to face the current situation.

The next choice is not the case. Even a low-level magic weapon is also a magic weapon!

When he thought of the word "Divine Artifact" as hot as an iron stove, the King of Treetops was so excited that he kept shaking endlessly.

"Very good." Ye Fei continued like a clumsy liar who just debuted, "Then your Majesty the King, let's start now."

The treetops hesitated for a moment and agreed cruelly: "Please come with me." He wanted to get the method of manufacturing the artifact first, but then he thought that even if he got the method of manufacturing the artifact, these two divine messengers with a mysterious origin would have some ways to pay the debt. Instead of making them unhappy, they would be more happy to make them happy.

When the treetops stood up and were about to take a step, they suddenly remembered something and said, "My Lord God, only kings of all generations are qualified to preserve the secret treasures. Can my dear brother stay here?"

Ye Fei didn't want to cross the river and burn the bridge, but he didn't want to participate in the indigenous struggle for the throne, so he replied: "This is a matter between you, I will not interfere, but he has helped me no matter how he said it. I hope His Majesty the King is magnanimous."

The implication is that no matter what happened to Mu Shu, you should not deal with him.

"It should." The king of the treetop agreed tactfully, "Guards—"

A loud voice came from afar, and soon two fully armed guards ran in from nowhere.

"My dear brother, it's already late. You'd better go and have a rest. I'll arrange someone to take you back to Ziya City tomorrow." The king of the treetop said with a smile, "Guards, send my dear brother to rest, don't forget to send a few more guards to protect his safety."

Mu Lun's face was blue and he did not dare to resent the messenger, but he gave all his resentment to the king of the treetop with his eyes.

Ji Xiaotong curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Look at these two bastards, they are brothers."

"Not surprising at all. From ancient times to the present, there have been many things that have turned against each other for the sake of father and son. It is not our business that they both like to do whatever they want." Ye Fei's mentality is very correct.

The treetops didn't care about Mu Lun's resentment, and smiled, watching the guards take Mu Lun away until they could no longer hear the sound of the guards' iron shoes touching the ground, and then said with a smile: "Two divine messengers, please come with me."

Ye and Ji did not stop him from dealing with the wooden wheel from beginning to end, which made the original concerns on the treetops dissipate a lot.

The treetops did not walk towards the gate, but walked towards the corner of the wall under the unexpected gaze of the two.

Ji Xiaotong grinned and said, "Boss, no wonder he wanted to get Mu Lun away. It turned out that secret treasure was here. I guess it must be hidden in the basement!"

"No matter where it is, as long as the message he gave is useful, I don't mind helping him." Ye Fei said.

"You really plan to teach him how to build a gun?" Ji Xiaotong showed an unexpected look, "At their level, it's almost the same to build a fire stick."

"What's the matter? Teach them how to build the simplest mesh gun. Whether it can be made is not our business." Ye Fei said indifferently.

This is just a transaction. The secrets of the royal family inheritance cannot bring direct benefits to the indigenous people, but the manufacturing technology of firearms, even the most primitive manufacturing technology, will bring earth-shaking changes to the country.
Chapter completed!