"You can't even speak now, what's the use of bringing you with you?" Zhang Cheng asked back.

"It's difficult to learn directly like this," the little girl had the answer in the blink of an eye. "There are too many things that I can't understand, but if you are a translator for me, I can get on a lot faster. Come and help me learn, okay? I will be a good student!"

Zhang Cheng had no choice. Although the little girl couldn't do anything in this world, she had plenty of ways to make trouble for him on earth.

"Okay, you can learn from Huchen." Zhang Cheng said.

Jia looked at Huchen a little jealously. He didn't know where this guy named Huchen came out, but he actually occupied the right position of the car. However, for a moment, the joy of himself and his family regaining their status as a commoner diluted other emotions. Although he had believed that he could regain his freedom for himself (not only him, many people in Kunwu City believed this), this was indeed the first time that Zhang Cheng gave him a clear answer in this regard.

Moreover, this is not only a slave, but also a promise to be a driver. This means that he has become one of Zhang Cheng's retainers. The driver's identity is not as good as Che You, and he is often held by common people. However, driving for scholars is still an enviable position.

In short, overall, he had roughly returned to his state before being demoted to a slave by Doctor Kunwu. It only took a few months from beginning to end. He was even desperate before, but in the blink of an eye, everything returned to the past. Now, I think about it, in the past, I really didn't know how to recognize people, and only a person like Mr. Zhang Cheng was the lord who was suitable for loyalty.

After letting Jia stay behind the house, Zhang Cheng took Hu Chen and Xiao Ya to the so-called suburb workshop. However, in fact, before he stepped out of the gate, he ran into a few visitors.

It's Nanling!

After not seeing each other for a day or two, Nan Ling's haggardness became a little more. If the haggardness before was due to the haggardness that had not yet been cured, then now it has increased the haggardness under obvious psychological pressure.

"Zhang Cheng," said Nan Ling. "I'm about to find something for you." She is haggard, but her words and deeds are full of vitality. Some humans have this trait: the stronger the pressure, the stronger the fighting spirit can burst out. They may be defeated in the end, but they are spiritually unconquered and will never give up.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Cheng asked. He noticed that at least half of the other party's attention was on Hu Chen. By the way, when Hu Chen turned to Zhang Cheng to swear allegiance, Nan Ling also saw it. And she also knew very well how powerful the Rakshasa demon was.

"I have a problem with the glass workshop in the suburbs." Nan Ling said. "You may need your help."

"What is the reward?" the little girl suddenly said.

"Experience value, and opportunity to upgrade." Nanling replied.

"That's not enough," the little girl replied proudly. "Give some real benefits. I see you have a horse here?"

"That's the public livestock of the entire community." Nan Ling suppressed her anger. "It's not mine. I can give you money or give you a portion of the burned glassware."

Before the little girl could speak, Zhang Cheng interrupted. "Yes, I'll just need money." He can buy as much as he wants on the earth, and he can get whatever he wants.

The little girl pulled Zhang Cheng's corner hard, but Zhang Cheng ignored it. This made the little girl angry, but there was nothing she could do.

"Three friends from Zhongbei!" Nan Ling said with a price. Zhang Cheng nodded in agreement.

"Some strange things happened over the past few days," said Nan Ling. "The employee who was originally on night shift suddenly fell asleep, which caused the factory to be intruded by unknown people. Once, it might have been slack, but it happened again and again. We couldn't find any trace on the scene. In addition, people disappeared from time to time, but were found not far away. After they found it, they knew nothing about what happened to them. In short, someone must have secretly made a fuss."

If Zhang Cheng had doubts before, but after hearing Hu Chen's words yesterday, he would know who it was without asking.

"I know this." Zhang Cheng said. "Maybe we can talk to that person."

"That?" Nan Ling showed a hint of confusion on her face.

"The one we met together." Zhang Cheng replied with a clear hint. Nan Ling quickly figured it out, and her face changed drastically.

"It's him? How could it be..."

Zhang Cheng didn't want to hide it. Although he was not optimistic about Nanling's idealism, he had to say that Nanling did something he didn't dare to do. At least by the standards of the earthlings, her approach was reproachable. Zhang Cheng had no idea of ​​joining, but he didn't mind if he could help a little. "He might want your skill in burning glass."

"It's just a primitive and rough technology." Nan Ling replied. She didn't care about these technologies, only these indigenous people in the wilderness would be regarded as treasures. It has a lot of room for improvement. In fact, compared with the complete and efficient manufacturing process in this aspect of the earth, this is not even considered a hair. "You mean, can we... make a deal with him?"

"It should be like this." Zhang Cheng replied. "He wants the technique of burning glass, but it seems that it is difficult to learn it for a while."

If you learn it, you won’t try it again and again.

"What does he need these things for?" Nan Ling was still a little puzzled. Why did a lich, Fang Bo of Guirong, want to burn glass?

Do undead need glass?

"I can't be sure," Zhang Cheng replied. "Maybe it's simply pursuing knowledge itself, or maybe it's because he wants to accumulate enough knowledge to exchange something. But I know he likes strangers very much, just like wizards."

Wuxin mentioned the wizard, and Zhang Cheng suddenly felt an inexplicable depression. He knew that this world did not particularly welcome time travelers, but a few people were exceptional. The wizard was one of these few. To be honest, although Zhang Cheng is doing well under Dr. Kunwu now, if Dr. Kunwu knew that Zhang Cheng was a time traveler... he really didn't know what would happen.

"So... he has been secretly studying?" Nan Ling pondered for a moment and nodded. "It's indeed very likely."

"What did you mainly do?"

"The first is agricultural upgrading," said Nan Ling. "The most important farming techniques, such as cattle plowing, breeding, seedling selection and fertilization tools, etc., as well as agricultural tools. Although they are very basic technologies, they have immediate results in improving grain production. If these techniques are seen, they can be learned."

But agricultural technology is one thing, industrial technology is another. You can learn agricultural technology by standing by the side, just "knowing the truth" is enough. But for industrial technology, "not knowing why" it is not possible, and you even don't know how to produce the drawings in your hands. In short, judging by the current situation, this lich probably won't learn how to burn glass for a while.

"Since that's the case, find a way to meet." Nan Ling said.

With Nanling leading the way, they came to the so-called "workshop" without much trouble. In fact, some mud houses were built on a small flat ground in the mountains. From the perspective of modern people on Earth being used to reinforced concrete, such buildings can only be described as "dirty". Although the building materials are not good, with modern design and concepts, many of these houses are far beyond the standards of this era.

Of course, the various production equipment inside are also rough and simple. It can only be said that the ability to produce glass with this level of equipment is entirely because of the extremely mature craft design concept of the earth, and it has invented available technical processes in this barbaric era.

Zhang Cheng still remembers that Xia An had got a glassware that could only be said to be shoddy. In Zhang Cheng's eyes, it was garbage, only for throwing the trash can, but Xia An's face was full of surprises of touching the baby. Although the equipment here was simple, the quality of the glass produced was barely as good as it could be said.

In front of Zhang Cheng, there was already a one-person-high mirror made of mirrors - although there were still some flaws, it was indeed a qualified glass mirror. Compared with the bronze mirrors of this era, it was simply in the sky and the earth, not in the same dimension.

"Do you know, don't underestimate glass. Glass is almost the most suitable product for making money in ancient times. I remember that the ancient Italian city-state invented glass. They came up with various means to monopolize the production and manufacturing of glass, thus creating unimaginable wealth." Nan Ling said. "This thing can become a very noble luxury, a very practical daily necessity, a pre-technology of the chemical industry, and it is also a necessary material for the production of many instruments... In the many industrial productions of modern civilization, its status is almost comparable to metallurgy, but it is completely different from metallurgy in terms of technical difficulty."

"My urban development still needs a lot of things. Although I have technology, there are still big gaps in capital and materials." She said. "This time the human resources loss is too great. In a short period of time, I can only find ways to make up for this loss with a profitable business. So, "she has increased the business. "You can't let the production here stop!"

Zhang Cheng began to check around, first wandering around the house, and then changing to outside the house. He put on himself an "arcane vision" to know a little trace, but he found nothing.

I don’t know how Gong Bo hid it. Maybe he used spells like invisibility, maybe he hid in a distance and used remote observation spell to check the movements here, maybe he just left for the time being and was not here.

Xiao Huihui suddenly barked at the side. Before, Xiao Huihui would not bark even when he met many strangers, so he immediately attracted Zhang Cheng's attention. A group of people followed Xiao Huihui and walked towards the deep forest and dense grass outside. With Zhang Cheng following behind, Xiao Huihui was rushing very quickly with his power.

It was winter, and the grass and trees were withered and yellow, but there was a pine forest in front of them. The greenness was inexplicably a bit desolate. Zhang Cheng followed Xiao Huihui into the pine forest, but saw Xiao Huihui just barking loudly at the front, but did not dare to move forward.

The wind blew across the pine forest and blew on the body, with a strong chill.

There is a tall and thin figure in the pine forest, wearing a long floor-torn cloak, with its back facing away from this side. Just looking at this back makes people feel uncontrollably tightened, and their spine feels even more uncomfortable, as if a caterpillar crawls all the way on your back. x, this feeling... the "halo of fear" that the lich comes with! You don't need to ask, you can understand, this is Uncle Gong!

Zhang Cheng looked around. Hu Chen was beside him, Xiao Huihui was in front of him, but Nan Ling didn't know where he went. Not only that, fog appeared in the pine forest, covering the surroundings.

The lich slowly turned his head. It was actually a bone frame in a robe. The skeleton's eyes flashed with green aura like flames. He looked at Zhang Cheng and walked towards him.

"It's you?" I can't tell who Gong Bo said to, but he obviously recognized Zhang Cheng, and of course, Hu Chen.

"Interesting, follow me...it seems to want to challenge me?" I don't know if it's because of a bad mood or other reasons. Gong Bo Yuan is not as easy to talk to when he met last time. He didn't have any forward movements, and raised his hand and shot out a dark energy, hitting Zhang Cheng's chest.

Hu Chen rushed forward in time and stood in front of Zhang Cheng. The dark energy dissipated in front of the Rakshasa demon's talented anti-magic scene, not enough to break this layer of defense.

"Bold!" The lich was obviously angry. "A mere tiger side dares to get in the way!"

This time, his bones were intertwined and his hands changed into gestures. What kind of magic is this? Unfortunately, Zhang Cheng is just a level 10 mage, while lichs are usually casters at level 16 or above. Zhang Cheng cannot tell what the other party is casting, let alone counter the spells that disrupt the other party in advance. All he can do now is to hide behind Hu Chen and shout in the loudest voice.

"Wait, Uncle Gong, I have no malice! I want to make a deal with you!"

"Trade?" The lich's movement seemed to pause for a moment, but the skull immediately opened its jaw and showed a creepy smile. "Who will do anything to trade with the ants!"

A beam of light composed of seven colors was shot out from Gong Bo's hand, and the cone was distributed, covering Xiao Huihui, Zhang Cheng and Hu Chen.

Even though Zhang Cheng hid behind Hu Chen, he felt his eyes were stimulated strongly. In an instant, his eyes burst into tears and his vision was blurred. The light on Hu Chen's body flashed, and the power of magic repeatedly impacted his natural anti-magic field.

The final result was that the anti-magic field finally supported most of the magic damage, but Hu Chen also suffered a significant blow, unable to support his legs, and he knelt on the ground with one knee, making a painful roar.

The strongest thing about the Rakshasa demon is actually not their dual cultivation of magic and martial arts, but their talent field for both physical and demons. If the opponent is the kind of strong man who can easily penetrate its defensive field, the Rakshasa demon can only fight head-on. Although the Rakshasa demon is also a very powerful spellcaster, it is much inferior to competing with the Lich in magic. The latter is the peak existence of magic creatures.

"Ant?" Zhang Cheng's eyes were blurred and he could not see things, but he knew that the crisis of life and death was in front of him. But the crisis of death aroused his anger and activated the violentness deep in his soul. He had truly walked through the cycle of life and death once in the sense, and since then, he has vowed that he would never let himself be threatened again. Those who dare to threaten his life will have to pay the heaviest price! "Uncle Gong, right? Give you three points of color, and you will open a dyeing shop for me!"

He reached into his arms, and two cards had already taken action. "Remnants of Divine Power" and "Subordinate Angel".
Chapter completed!