Chapter 426 Smart Gyroscope

When time comes, heaven and earth all work together to transport heroes without freedom.

Mercury has been retrograde recently, and Zhao Chuanxin is very sensitive.

[The weirdo saw my anger and hurriedly said: Fearless Pioneer, don't be angry. We wanted to split the stars and the moon into two. We did it, but there were some problems. After peeling off, the biological armor appeared to be bonded. Fortunately, the remaining half of Xingyue prevented the deterioration and integrated the blue ghost armor. We remedied this by changing Xingyue's packets. Although it lost all explicit capabilities, it now enables packet networks to be connected, activated, and coordinated to enable more complex calculations. Of course, calculations can only be performed within the capabilities of the gyroscope. 】

[The goblin said to me: Fearless Pioneer, you have to know that although the Azure Ghost Armor has disappeared, the smart gyroscope is essentially more powerful than before, because Xingyue's computing power is stronger, and it can cooperate through long-term operation. Think what you think. It will be a great helper, trust me. 】

[The weirdo seemed to feel guilty. He said: Fearless Pioneer, I swear, I will compensate you. But before that, I need you to do something for us. 】

Zhao Chuanxin got up from the bed, took out a cigarette and lit it.

In the smoke, his expression was unpredictable.

In the diary, the only person he trusts is Weird. "I" have been working with Weird for a long time, and this is the first time that Weird has disappointed me.

Should we give him another chance?

[I now face two choices. 】

[1: Take the smart gyroscope and leave, staying away from the weirdos and goblins. Reward: None.

Two: Accepting the mission, the weirdo asked me to go to the path of hell that was packed with blood-red soil, find the Demon Throne, and get the "Devil's Code" from the night watchman. Because he suspected that in ancient legends, the only demon king who could compete with the old gods was some kind of evil biological intelligence that attempted to control human civilization, and he wanted to use the "Demon Code" as a reference. Reward: The weirdos and goblins will continue to modify the smart gyroscope for me to make it more powerful. 】

Zhao Chuanxin chooses...two!

He decided to give the weirdo another chance.

[I got a smart gyroscope. 】

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the things in his hands by the light.

The original blue ghost armor now turned into a superfluid gaseous thing, almost transparent.

The original Azure Ghost Armor had the ability to sense bioinformatic chemical elements for more than 1 kilometer, but now according to the description, only 10 meters are left.

The smart gyroscope squirmed and attached to Zhao Chuanxin's right arm, so light that he could not feel much weight.

Zhao Chuanxin punched, but there was no response.

Take it back and wave again.

call……

With one punch, the tiger was born with wind. The power of the blue ghost armor that could make him levitate now became stronger and became a boost to his arm!

This is probably learning ability, because after throwing a punch once, it knows what to do.

But posture control should be much more than that.

He took out a candy ball and threw it behind his back.

He stretched his hand back and opened his palm. He caught the candy ball accurately without using his eyes.

After all, the space in the room was too small. Zhao Chuanxin sighed and prepared to go out tomorrow to try the effect.

[I didn’t delay. My adventurous heart seemed to be reborn from the ashes, and I decided to set off immediately. 】

[I took my brother and sister, rode the War Creation, and followed the map to the path to hell. 】

Next, physical energy is exhausted.

Zhao Chuanxin closed his diary, felt tired, and went to sleep.

the next day.

After breakfast, Arthur Gompers went to work.

Zhao Chuanxin is going to Wall Street today, so he must seize the time to practice balancing and try the effect of the smart gyroscope.

Come to the backyard.

Young apprentice Margaret Gompers practiced with him.

After practicing twice, Zhao Chuanxin took out the Mosin Nagant wheel.

He discovered that the target used yesterday might have been removed by the servant or Mrs. Gompers.

So I took a new piece of wood and hung it up, and carved out concentric circles of equal width.

He measured the distance of eight meters, drew a line on the ground, and stood still.

The smart gyroscope was attached to his right arm. He put his hand on the holster and stared at the target.

He cocked the hammer, quickly drew the gun, and bang!

I walked over and took a look: Missed!

But he just frowned slightly, returned to the marked line, drew his gun again and fired.

boom!

Hit the tenth ring!

Open again, hit again...

He tentatively backed away, more than ten meters.

boom!

Missed!

Zhao Chuanxin had a toothache.

After learning, with the assistance of the smart gyroscope - within ten meters, the gun is fast and accurate. Ten meters away, there was nothing.

He saw an ax chopping into the wood pile next to the firewood pile in the backyard.

Margaret Gompers stuck her little butt out and pulled out.

He walked over: "Come, Master, help you take it out."

Margaret Gompers stepped aside.

Zhao Chuanxin easily pulled out the axe. Suddenly he was stunned. He came to the eight-meter line and threw the axe.

Duh...

Zhao Chuanxin was very strong, and with the power bonus of the intelligent gyroscope, he could easily throw the ax from a distance of eight meters.

The hand ax hit the bullseye accurately!

He couldn't help but think of Liu Jiahui's escort, smart gyroscope + hidden weapon. Wouldn't he become a master of the Tang Sect?

But thinking about it again, it seems useless.

Not as good as a runner.

So he walked over, pulled out the ax and handed it to his apprentice: "Take it and play with it. Don't hurt yourself."

"Yeah!" Margaret Gompers nodded heavily.

"Why don't you go to school?"

The little apprentice pouted: "I'll go tomorrow. I'll have another day of fun at home today."

Zhao Chuanxin smiled and left the backyard.

Margaret Gompers held the hatchet in both hands and dragged it along the ground.

She saw the line drawn by Zhao Chuanxin, rubbed it off with her leather shoe, then dragged her hand ax and drew a new one a few meters away.

She nodded with satisfaction: "The lines I drew are the most beautiful!"

Then he put the hand ax on his shoulder vigorously, pretending to be majestic and high-spirited, and played on the wooden pier.

…

Zhao Chuanxin rode Mi Shan to Wall Street.

Outside the Knickerbocker Trust.

A pretty boy with oily hair and pink face looked up and spotted Zhao Chuanxin riding a horse.

His expression changed slightly and he wanted to turn around and leave.

But suddenly he thought of something again, took a deep breath, and shouted: "Chen! We meet again."

Zhao Chuanxin didn't think he was being called at first. Chen Yigeng was just his pseudonym, which had been almost abandoned since the last battle with the New York police.

But when he heard the man shout twice, he turned his head blankly.

It was discovered that it was a pretty boy with oily hair and pink face, who turned out to be Grenville Harper, who once stuck to Queen Wilhelmina like a dog-skin plaster.

"Huh? Why are you here?"

Grenville Harper was a little timid and did not dare to look at Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin understood.

This guy knows Chen Yigeng's alias, and Chen Yigeng's title of "King of New York" can stop children from crying at night in New York.

Grenville Harper coughed: "I work here."

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin remember that this guy was also a financier and banker.

Grenville Harper mustered up the courage to look up: "Chen, where is Ms. Maria? I went to the Waldorf Hotel later and she had already checked out."

It turns out that he took the risk of "beheading" to stop Zhao Chuanxin because of Wilhelmina.

Zhao Chuanxin is so funny, what a strange flower.

He shrugged: "Maybe he went to inherit the throne somewhere, who knows?"

Grenville Harper didn't know Wilhelmina's true identity and sneered: "Don't be ridiculous."

See, humans are just so conditioned to not hearing the truth.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly remembered that Grenville Harper was not only a banker, but also a good communicator.

He looked up at the Knickerbocker Trust Company again and was suddenly startled.

Trust companies at this time were similar to investment banks in later generations.

They enjoy many investment businesses that commercial banks cannot operate, but they lack yamen supervision.

This allows them to absorb unlimited social funds and invest in high-risk, high-return industries and stock markets.

At this time, 70% of the securities owned by the old European powers Britain and France were invested in overseas bonds, of which the United States accounted for the majority.

The money flows into Wall Street like water.

The Knickerbocker Trust Company is the leader among them, ranking at least among the top three on Wall Street. It is especially closely related to the upcoming financial crisis.

Zhao Chuanxin looked up at the sign and then at Grenville Harper.

He was worried about having no money. When he felt sleepy, someone would offer him a pillow.

He turned over and dismounted, stepped forward enthusiastically, and reached out to hold Grenville Harper: "Oh, old friend, long time no see, how are you always?"

Grenville Harper was stunned.

This man's reflex arc is simply longer than that of a giraffe.

You have said so many words before you are so enthusiastic?

"so far so good."

Zhao Chuanxin let go of his hand and hugged his shoulders: "Really, why don't you come to me? You don't treat me as a friend, do you? Come, let's have a meal together, I'll treat you."

Grenville Harper wanted to break free, but didn't have the strength.

He had to say: "I just had breakfast and it's not lunch time yet."

Zhao Chuanxin just said casually that he didn't have many big boys left, so he felt really distressed to invite him to dinner.

"Oh, by the way, I have a project here that is very profitable. You are a banker, so you should know a lot of people. I suggest you let people invest in this project."

Grenville Harper's face darkened. He finally understood why Zhao Chuanxin was so enthusiastic.

He took a deep breath: "That's not possible. Investment is not that simple."

Zhao Chuanxin thought about it, and Arthur Gompers told him that there is a food truck on Carnell Street not far from Wall Street, which is driven by Li Xiling's relatives.

He rolled his eyes and said, "No, although it's not dinner time, I will at least treat you to a sandwich. Where is your carriage? Get in quickly and I will take you there."

Grenville Harper was stunned.

Why are there still people who are forced to treat guests to dinner?

He looked embarrassed: "No, I still have a business to handle with the Knickerbocker Trust Company."

Zhao Chuanxin's face remained enthusiastic, but he inadvertently lifted up the hem of his suit, revealing a gun holster and horse brand lugs.

He said with a smile on his face: "Why don't you give face to an old friend?"

Grenville Harper had witnessed Zhao Chuanxian's "shoulder-breaker" behavior long before the name "King of New York" was resounding in New York.

This is an out-and-out cold-blooded butcher.

When he saw the horseshoes again, his pupils shrank: "Okay, I'll eat it. Isn't it okay if I eat it? I like sandwiches the most."

I really want to give myself a big armband, the word "sex" is really like a knife in the head!

Zhao Chuanxin smiled with satisfaction: "I didn't expect that you actually like to eat sandwiches. It suits me very well."

As for Samuel Goldberg, let’s not rush this yet, since he won’t get off work so soon anyway.