Chapter 1494 One Hundred Is Enough, Right?

In the Thallium factory, in the tall mansion, Zhuang Buyuan sat frowning.

In front of him, there were all kinds of delicacies. He finally came to his own land. He really wanted to join the friendship of the landlord, but Zhuang Buyuan was not interested in these things at all.

When Zhuang Buyuan was sitting uneasy, a middle-aged hammer man came in from the door.

This hammer man is one of the powerful managers of the Thallium Star Cluster and a supporter of Jie Bing. In terms of seniority, he is actually Jie Bing’s cousin and cousin to Jie Bing’s mother.

In addition to being the powerful manager of the Thallium star cluster, he is also the owner of a stellar factory. However, his factory almost never leaves the independent space created by the Thallium factory.

"Cousin, how are you?" Seeing the hammer man coming in, Jie Bing hurriedly stood up.

"Lord Jie Bing." The middle-aged hammer man bowed to Jie Bing first. Although the two parties have various relationships, the etiquette between the two parties must be thorough.

Because since Qian Bing has arrived at the Qian Thallium Factory, it means that he still has a great chance to become the next owner of the Qian Thallium Star Cluster.

As for this middle-aged hammer man, as the cousin of Jie Bing, he is naturally marked by Jie Bing. For him, it is the best outcome for Jie Bing to inherit the Jie Bing star cluster.

Otherwise, both he and Jie Bing might face a terrible disaster.

Seeing Jie Xing's hopeful expression, he shook his head helplessly and said, "Sorry, my subordinate is incompetent. I really can't find out the whereabouts of the Disaster Factory..."

"Alas..." Jie Bing sighed and looked at Zhuang Buyuan next to him with some embarrassment.

In fact, he also knew that even if he inquired, he wouldn't be able to find out anything.

For a factory, upgrading is one of the most personal and important things.

During the upgrade process, the factory will be dismantled into pieces and reassembled. During this process, the factory will almost completely lose its resistance. Depending on the method and scale of the upgrade, this process will last from a few hours to a few years.

When upgrading a low-level factory, they usually find a place where no one is around, hide carefully, and don't come out to see people until the upgrade is completed.

And if it is a higher-level factory, it will invite allies to protect itself to prevent damage during upgrades.

In this process, they have to pay a huge price. After all, in this world, interests are always easier to impress than benevolence and justice. These factories must make them believe that after upgrading, they will bring more benefits to their plundering before they can upgrade. Finish.

Therefore, if a world-class or above factory wants to succeed in upgrading each time, in addition to preparing the resources needed to upgrade itself, it is also necessary to prepare two or three times other materials to ensure that its upgrade can be successful.

Even so, there are few winners and many losers.

It is even more difficult to upgrade a star-level factory to a cluster-level factory. Not only does it take an astronomical amount of time to accumulate so many materials, but it is also extremely difficult to obtain the necessary parts to upgrade a cluster-level factory.

Therefore, every factory that plans to upgrade will make the most complete preparations.

Keeping your whereabouts secret is the most basic thing.

At this moment, the Disaster Star Cluster must have reached a remote corner of the universe, dormant quietly.

No news will come out until the upgrade of this factory is completed.

Zhuang is not far away from them, but if he is just a step late, he may be separated from his family forever.

"But..." Seeing the bad expression on Jie Bing's face, the middle-aged hammer man hesitated and said: "I heard some news that before the disaster factory left, all the materials that could be sold were sold. Among them, it seems There are also some slaves.”

"Really?" Jie Bing's eyes widened.

However, he didn't seem to hear it when he saw that Zhuang was not far away. After a moment of hesitation, he dragged the middle-aged hammer man to the side.

The last thing he wants now is to give Zhuang Buyuan a false hope and then destroy him with his own hands.

He didn't want to tell Zhuang Buyuan the news before confirming it.

"Who accepted these slaves?" He walked outside the door and asked in a low voice.

"This is the most troublesome part." The middle-aged Hammer Man sighed, "These slaves were accepted by the Thallium Factory, and the people who accepted them..."

"I understand, it's gray rock, right?" Jie Bing said.

Gray Rock is also a Greyhammer and is another powerful manager of the Thallium Manor, responsible for managing the slaves and human resources of the manor.

At the same time, he is also Hui Huo's brother and Qiang Lang's confidant.

In the Jie Tho factory, almost all the general manager-level figures have turned to Jie Thallium. Except for some people who have been tied to Jie Bing's chariot for a long time, everyone else is not optimistic about Jie Bing.

And now, Jie Bing is back, which is completely beyond everyone's expectations.

They will definitely try their best to make Jie Ting lose this opportunity, let alone cooperate with Jie Ting.

"No matter what, please help me, cousin, to find out the identities of these slaves as much as possible." Jie Bing said, "I will take Brother Zhuang to relax and take a look around the factory."

"Master Jie Bing, with all due respect, it is not suitable for you to leave your residence right now!" said the middle-aged hammer man, "Now that Master Jie Thallium is dying, his control over the factory has been greatly reduced, and it is not safe for you to leave here!"

"Don't worry." Jie Bing looked at Zhuang Buyuan, "As long as I am with Brother Zhuang, I will be safe."

Jie Jing can see this very clearly.

…

At the same time, in another residence of the thallium factory, a tall hammer man was losing his temper angrily.

"Trash! A bunch of trash! There are so many people, but they can't even stop a single person! What use do I have for you trash!"

His subordinates were all silent and did not dare to speak.

This hammer man is Jie Ling’s second brother, Jie Lun.

On the outside, Qianlong is still very young and seems to be a young man.

His skin was a light golden color and he was covered in a thin layer of horny armor.

This is because he is a hybrid between an ordinary Hammer and a Gray Hammer.

His father, Thallium, was a Hammer, and his mother was a Greyhammer.

Strictly speaking, Ashfire and Graystone are his cousins, and most of his closest confidants are Grayhammers.

Zhuang Buyuan described the conflict between Jie Bing and Jie Leng as "fighting for the legitimate son", which actually makes sense.

Just like the ancient imperial family, these intricate relationships are, in the final analysis, connected by blood ties. Only this relationship is a natural bond that cannot be severed.

At this time, Ashfire was dead, and there were three or four Grayhammers of different ages present.

Under the fierce anger, they either trembled, or lowered their heads and said nothing, thinking about the fire.

After a long time, when Jie Leng's anger gradually subsided, Gray Hammer Hui Yan raised his head and said: "Jie Ling found a group of extremely powerful factories from nowhere. Their combat power is so ridiculous that they can break through our walls." The line of defense. Especially the world-class factory named 'Sugar Ball Factory' is even more monstrous. It is as easy to deal with a star-level factory as it is to chop melons and vegetables, and even ashes and fire are included in it..."

Having said this, Huiyan paused.

It wasn't that he was cherishing his brother's death.

Grayhammer people are naturally cold and cold, and there is not much affection between brothers.

But Huo Huo's death was not meaningless. Huo Huo used his own death to tell them a truth.

It is almost impossible to kill the candy ball factory using ordinary means.

"The biggest mistake we made was trying to confront them head-on with factories."

"But they also made a fatal mistake... They shouldn't have brought all these people to the Thallium factory. I have reliable information here about the owner of the candy ball factory. Now he is living in the residence of Jie Cing."

"These people are really too careless. After leaving the candy ball factory, how can they still fight one against a hundred? Now, we have thousands of opportunities to kill them."

Hearing Hui Yan's words, Qiang Han's eyes suddenly lit up.

Could it be said that they still have a chance to eliminate Jie Bing now?

Now Thallium is dying, but he is still the owner of Thallium Factory. Because of the factory order, no one can violate the rules he set.

The place where Jie Bing and Jie Lon live is a "safe area" in the complete sense. According to Jie Thallium's rules, fighting is strictly prohibited in this area.

"I have sent people to keep an eye on them. If these people are smart, they should always hide in their residences. Otherwise, as long as they leave their residences, we will..."

Huiyan stretched out his hand and raised the knife.

"Crack!"

"I don't believe it... these guys, even without the factory, can fight one against a hundred!"

Hui Yan's expression was particularly ferocious, with a cruel and bloodthirsty expression on his face.

It seemed as if Zhuang Buyuan's head had been chopped off and thrown in front of him.

He looked up and saw Qianlong shaking his head.

"My lord, don't you agree with this plan?"

"Of course I don't agree!" He said coldly, "If you wait for them to come out on their own, then it will have to wait until the end of time? We have to find a way to lure them out!"

Hui Yan smiled bitterly and frowned: "Lead it out? How to lead it out?"

"You still want me to talk about this kind of thing? I don't care how you lead him, I want you to kill him within three days!"

The voice was slightly lowered: "I just went to see the old man. His physical condition is very bad. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."

He turned around and left, leaving only a few Grayhammers standing there, looking at each other.

After a while, a Grayhammer man said: "I heard before that someone over there in Jieling is inquiring about the Disaster Factory. Maybe we can start from this aspect?"

"We don't know the whereabouts of the Disaster Factory either," Huiyan said.

"But they don't know." The man said, "If it were me, I would definitely make a fuss about this aspect."

Hui Yan's expression changed and his eyes lit up.

Apparently he was awakened by this man's words.

"I will prepare a hundred of the best Greyhammer guards for you, ready to act at any time." The Grayhammer said again.

"One hundred is too many, ten is probably enough." Huiyan said.

The Grayhammers are very powerful warriors.

The horny armor they grow on themselves is very hard and flexible.

Their right hands are not only heavy hammers, but also sharp claws.

Hammerman's right arm is originally like a mantis shrimp, with powerful pop-up ability. Now with the tearing hook, it can easily tear even various metals.

In an era without factory owners, the average combat effectiveness of Gray Hammers ranked among the top three.

After all, those magical creatures cultivated during the manor owner's time have disappeared.

To a certain extent, in the Thallium Factory, the Gray Hammers can replace the six-armed dragons and serve as the presence of the imperial army.

Not to mention, in addition to their own powerful combat effectiveness, these Hammers also possess powerful weapons and equipment. It can be said that each of them is armed to the teeth.

Hui Yan had no idea that there was anyone that ten Greyhammer guards couldn't kill.

"One hundred!" The man had a serious look on his face: "Huohuo tried his best to do everything, but he still failed to eliminate them. Do you want to make the same mistake again?"

Huiyan was unable to refute.

"Then one hundred."

…

Zhuang Buyuan had no intention of wandering around the thallium factory.

On the one hand, the roads in the factory are narrow and cramped, even in cluster-level factories.

Far less open than a manor.

The commercial area and streets of the factory are also filled with the smell of body odor and sweat because of the closed space.

Instead of wandering in the streets, Zhuang Buyuan would rather stay in his shabby residence.

Therefore, he was not interested in Jie Bing's invitation to go out for a walk.

At this moment, except for the news related to the Disaster Factory, there is probably nothing that can attract his attention.

But as the saying goes, if you never forget, there will be repercussions.

After staying in the residence for another half an afternoon, the middle-aged hammer man came back in a hurry and said: "Master Jie Bing, I bribed a small official under Hui Yan and got some information!"

"Huh?" Jie Bing stood up suddenly, "What news? Is there any news about those slaves?"

Although he didn't know why Jie Bing cared so much about these slaves, the middle-aged hammer man still reported: "Yes, he said that these slaves were all looted from the Disaster Factory somewhere. Their race is unknown. They should be some natives." Race, but there are really no obvious features in appearance. He promised me to bring a slave out so that we can take a look and identify him."

"Okay!" Jie Bing jumped up, "I'll take the village owner to have a look!"

"Sir!" The middle-aged hammer man quickly grabbed him, "This matter is actually a bit strange. It would be too coincidental for us to come to whatever we are looking for. I think it is better for me to accompany Mr. Zhuang." If something unexpected happens to you now, it has a lot to do with it!"

"I can let others go for other things, but this is the only thing I have to go with." Jie Bing said, "But... don't worry, with Brother Zhuang here, I won't be in danger. .”

The middle-aged Hammer didn't believe it, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't persuade Jie Bing. He said helplessly: "Then I'll bring some guards."

"You don't need to bring too much, just two or three."

"How can two or three be enough? At least bring...a hundred of them! Well...that's enough."

Who can break through a hundred guards? Unless the opponent can bring a hundred Grayhammer guards.