The Monkey King

The sun had just set, and there were only a few guards standing guard in the scout regiment's camp.

Ao Tingxin went around for a long time but couldn't find the person she was looking for. In desperation, she had no choice but to stop a little civilian demon who was walking out with a large bundle of bamboo slips.

"Heizi... I mean, where did your black boss go?"

The little demon thought for a moment and replied: "The boss took all the people out this afternoon, but he hasn't come back yet."

"Take all the troops out? Do you know where they went?"

The little demon shook his head.

"It's okay then, just get busy." Ao Ting thought to herself.

The little demon held the bamboo slips and continued to walk out.

Ao Tingxin looked up at the stars in the sky, then looked down at the jade slip held in the palm of her hand.

Just now, the Dragon King of the East China Sea urgently notified Ao Tingxin that her cousin Ao Lie from the West Sea had run away from home and might come to Huaguo Mountain, so she should pay attention.

Naturally, Ao Tingxin knew Ao Lie's character, and he couldn't help it even if he made trouble.

This reminded Ao Tingxin of Ao Lie's sister Ao Cunxin, and she sighed helplessly: "They are indeed siblings, they both have the same virtues."

Depending on the situation, we can't find Heizi today. Let's do it tomorrow. Just come here early tomorrow.

In fact, it probably doesn't matter even if we don't come over to notify the scout corps. No matter how stupid Ao Lie is, he should know how to state his name or Yang Chan's name when he comes here. Someone will naturally notify them then.

Thinking about it, Ao Tingxin threw the jade slip away and turned around to walk back.

…

In the woods, Ao Lie was tied up and hung upside down and beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"You bastards. How dare you. How dare you hit me. And hit me in the face? When I see the Monkey King, he will definitely let him... ow!"

"What must you do to him? How dare you mention my king?" Dajiao waved his fist and roared viciously.

"Don't, don't fight...if you hit me again, you will die if you hit me again!"

Seeing him begging for mercy, Dajiao angrily walked aside and squatted down next to Heizi, glared at Ao Lie with disgust, and asked in a low voice: "What should we do next?"

While Heizi was roasting the pheasant with his back to Ao Lie, he said leisurely: "According to the rules, you will be tortured severely next. First ask for your identity, then ask for the purpose of your visit, and then deal with it."

The bat spirit squatting on the other side also glanced at Ao Lie, lowered his voice and said maliciously: "Looking at him like this, he should be beaten as soon as he asks. By then, it won't be a torture. .”

Heizi turned his eyes sideways and looked at the bat spirit. He handed the branch with the roasted chicken in his hand to Dajiao. He lowered his head and took off his boots. He took out the smelly socks and handed them to the bat spirit. He said with a bad smile: " Then he won’t be able to recruit.”

The bat spirit immediately nodded knowingly. He stood up with his socks and walked towards Ao Lie.

"What are you going to do?" Ao Lie stared at the black sock with wide eyes. He exclaimed: "Don't come here! Don't come here! I am Xihai... Wuwu... Wuwuwuwu..."

After stuffing the smelly socks into Ao Lie's mouth, the bat spirit grabbed a rope and tied his mouth together.

After tying him up, he wiped the bit of Ao Lie's saliva that he had just accidentally smeared onto the luxurious gold-rimmed white robe, and said to the left and right: "Okay, now we can torture him. When will he reveal his true identity?" , Just stop whenever you want. But this guy’s bones are very hard, so you have to work harder.”

"promise!"

"What did he just say he was?" Heizi turned around and asked.

"Xi..." The bat spirit thought for a moment and said, "I didn't hear you clearly. Do you want to pull it out and ask again?"

"Woooo!" Ao Lie suddenly opened his eyes and nodded sharply at the bat spirit.

Looking at the emotional Ao Lie, Heizi raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled slightly: "Forget it, you can continue."

Ao Lie suddenly felt like he wanted to die.

In front of him, Heizi brought the pheasant to his nose and sniffed it, sighing nonchalantly: "Well, it's medium rare. Who, help me go back and get some spices. It's not delicious without spices." . We will camp here tonight and hand him over to the dungeon tomorrow."

"promise!"

"woo woo woo woo!"

…

At this time, in a small cubicle hanging on the stone wall in the bustling smelting field of the underground city, Monkey was standing by the window and carefully examining the parchment design in his hand through the dim red light.

It's been almost a month, and the monkey has been here every day for the past nearly a month. Sometimes it's just a few hours, sometimes it's a whole day.

All the resources in Huaguo Mountain are also tilted towards here, and the feeling of importance makes all the craftsmen feel excited. But why did the monkey's attitude suddenly change so drastically?

No one knows this.

In the past, although Monkey also single-handedly promoted the research and development and production of firearms, it was only a balance. He will check on the progress from time to time, but will not be personally involved. We will take some care when allocating resources, but we will never reduce the limited manpower originally used for alchemy and transfer it to promote the research and development and production of firearms. Excellent craftsmen will be given good remuneration, but the remuneration will never be higher than that of other equivalent positions.

But now, overnight, the monkey's attitude completely changed. This change is so big that the craftsmen who have been working here for a long time feel dizzy.

He just stood in front of the window and looked at it carefully for a long time. Until there was a harsh friction sound from the wooden door behind him, as if someone had walked in, the monkey rolled up the parchment design and said casually: "Call for me..."

The words were stopped before they even started, because the monkey turned his head and found Yang Chan standing behind him.

"What's wrong? Can't you even feel it?" Yang Chan smiled lightly.

"Is it you?" Monkey didn't smile. He just stretched out his hand to rub Qingming's point. He pursed his dry lips and threw the blueprint in his hand among the piles of scrolls on the old wooden table. He then crossed his legs and sat on the floor. A look of exhaustion on his face.

"Am I weird?"

With that said, Yang Chan also sat down and looked around the temporary office.

This is a makeshift cubicle, only two feet square. There is no furniture in sight except for a shabby long table, but it doesn't look empty either. At this time, the room was filled with various scrolls and utensils, like a garbage dump.

Speaking of this compartment, it was really out of necessity to build it here.

Monkey asked for a temporary cubicle in the smelting site and asked that it not be too noisy. Where else but to build one on a rock wall?

And this also means that it cannot be very big, because the wooden piles cannot support it if it is too big.

As for the old wooden table.

It's not that Huaguoshan can't provide him with a decent desk to work on, but in such a place where the air is hot and turbid and even corrosive, everything looks shabby, even if it's a new desk. It will be like this in the past few months.

What's more, sometimes the monkey will do some dangerous experiments here. What kind of wood can withstand his torture?

Finally, there is the issue of chaos.

In Huaguo Mountain, others don’t dare to touch the monkey’s things. The only one with special privileges is the wind chime. After Monkey started to work here, Fengchi also came over to help him clean up. As a result, Monkey himself couldn't find what he wanted.

After that, Feng Chime didn't dare to help him clean up, so the chaos continued.

After a moment of silence, the monkey asked: "Come here, is there any news from heaven?"

"Not yet, the Lingxiao Palace is in chaos." Yang Chan smoothed his hair, stretched his head and looked around: "But according to estimates, the two sides may still compromise with each other in the end."

As he said that, Yang Chan glanced at the monkey quietly, and saw that the monkey's expression seemed to be a little more solemn.

Others don't know why Monkey has been so abnormal recently, but Yang Chan knows.

Because the Tianhe navy is coming.

When he received the news that the Tianhe navy was preparing to assist in the attack on Huaguo Mountain, the monkey was unable to eat for two days. It's not that the monkey is afraid of the Tianhe navy, but... it's too fast, it's coming too fast, it's so fast that it doesn't even have time to breathe.

I had just captured Li Jing, thinking that it would be peaceful for the time being and that I could buy at least a few years. Unexpectedly, the Heshui Army actually showed up that day.

Monkeys are not afraid of Nantianmen, they have never been. Because that is a group of young master soldiers. A group of heavenly soldiers who lack combat experience and dare not fight tooth and nail. If their battle losses exceed 20%, they will retreat.

On the other hand, on the monkey side, among the monsters, who didn't go to the battlefield with their lives hanging on their belts?

Coupled with a certain degree of coordination of magic weapons and elixirs, and self-sufficiency, even if Li Jing is not captured, Monkey is completely sure to withstand Nantianmen's army and win the final victory.

But what about the Tianhe Navy now?

Looking at the battle history of the Tianhe navy, we can even see cases where the battle losses exceeded 90% but they still survived to the end and won.

What is that concept?

Taking the mortal human troops as an example, a normal troop's morale will begin to waver if its battle losses exceed 10%, and its morale will basically collapse if it exceeds 30%. Those who can persist in fighting until more than 40% of the battle damage is still sustained are either besieging the city and retreating with no retreat, or the whole family is deeply grudged and will never die.

Based on the current momentum in his Huaguo Mountain, Monkey is sure that 90% of the battle damage will be sustained, but it is a monster. If they lose, they will not be able to escape, so they will have to die. If you don't want to die, you can only fight.

What's the matter with the Tianhe naval forces still surviving 90% of their battle losses? Is it necessary to treat yourself like this when you are a god?

Of course, asking this question is a bit redundant now. Monkey only knows that he does not have much time left. Maybe it will be three months later, maybe half a year later, or at most two years, the Tianhe navy will come to the city.

This news is still sealed, and no one in Huaguoshan knows about it except a few core people.

Taking a deep breath, the monkey asked: "There is no news from heaven, so Nezha has something to say?"

ps: Every time an update is added, it will be updated later the next day. It seems that everyone is used to it~