Zhang Di was burning paper while taking notes in a notebook.
Burning a Gatling gun consumes 800 Yang points, and a row of 300 bullets consumes 150 Yang points.
A grenade consumes 50 Yang points, a bazooka consumes 1000 Yang points, and a rocket consumes 100 Yang points.
A mini RPG consumes 1500 Yang points, a shell consumes 200 Yang points, a Barrett consumes 600 Yang points, and a bullet consumes 50 Yang points.
"Fuck, why are Barrett's sniper bullets so expensive? One bullet costs 50 Yang points?"
Zhang Di learned from the last lesson and prepared to record everything that the old man burned.
Next time, he can consume according to the quantity ratio, so that he can perfectly control the consumption.
Burning 100 grenades for the old man consumes 5000 Yang points.
Burning 50 rockets consumes 5000 Yang points.
Two mini RPG cannons were burned, 20 shells were burned, and 7,000 Yang points were consumed, plus the consumption of Barrett and bullets.
Now Zhang Di only has 350 Yang points left, and the upper limit of weakness has also been reduced. If it is less than 500 Yang points, you can obviously feel weak.
Let's replenish the Yang first.
Entering the system, Zhang Di was surprised to find that the emotional value has reached a considerable 7910.
"System, upgrade the God Elephant Town for me... Wait!"
Zhang Di frowned suddenly and stopped, thinking carefully and asked: "System, if the fragment of the God Elephant Prison Power is upgraded to the highest level."
"If I continue to upgrade the complete version of the God Elephant Prison Power, will the emotional value consumed before be overwritten or reduced?"
System: "It will be overwritten!"
Zhang Di breathed a sigh of relief and asked: "Is there a discount?"
System: "Uh... No."
Zhang Di seemed to be bitten by a snake once and afraid of the rope for ten years.
"Remember to notify me in advance if there is a discount."
The system was silent. Did it agree?
"Okay, upgrade the Divine Elephant Prison Power to the next level for me."
System: "Ding! Successfully upgraded the "Divine Elephant Prison Power (Remnant)" to level lv5, consuming 5000 emotion points!"
It's still the same formula, and it still tastes the same.
A force was forcibly inserted...
It's just that this force is stronger than every time before.
And it's doubled and doubled.
Zhang Di couldn't wait to open the personal attribute panel to check the changes.
[Emotion Management Master System Attribute Panel.
Host: Zhang Di.
Realm: Qi Induction (late stage).
Strength attribute: 3660 (ordinary people 8--10)
Physical attribute: 3700.
Agility attribute: 3660.
Qi and blood: 5200.
Yang Qi: 52000 (100 is the maximum value, the stronger the blood, the more Yang Qi!)
Item: Ultimate Tram (…click to view detailed introduction…)
Martial Arts 1: Kunlun Fiery Palm lv10 (full level)!
Martial Arts 2: Vajra Indestructible Body lv10 (full level)
Martial Arts 3: Golden Bell Cover lv10 (full level)
Magic Power: Split into pieces (lv1 level).
Art 1: Divine Elephant Prison Power (Remnant) lv5 level.
Art 2: Soul Swallowing Technique (Enhanced version, ability: swallow ghost Qi, swallow soul.)
Emotion Value: 2910. ]
After checking the attribute changes, Zhang Di took a breath.
The previous second was still in the early stage of Qi Induction, and the next second was in the late stage of Qi Induction.
Although the attributes have only increased by two times, the true strength of the Qi Induction period is linked to Qi and blood.
More than five thousand Qi and blood, the strength has increased three times.
Even the Qi and blood consumed by burning paper just now have been fully replenished.
Although Lao Qian was fast at burning things, as Zhang Di's blood and qi became stronger, even if he and his wife worked day and night, they could not keep up with the speed of burning paper.
Zhang Di was already considering whether to find another paper-making shop.
There were still a few Barrett bullets that had not been burned. Lao Qian's craftsmanship was ridiculously high, and the bullet heads were painted with golden paint.
From a distance, the bullets looked like the real thing.
The level of the copycat was very high, and Lao Qian had a bright future.
Zhang Di, who was about to throw the bullets in to burn, suddenly fell into deep thought.
If they were burned like this, would the bullets be too ordinary?
Forget it, let's add some ingredients.
Zhang Di wrote a line of "boy" on each bullet.
Soul armor-piercing bullet!
As for the attributes, let the Yin-Yang Teleportation Array generate them according to the name. Anyway, there is no place to write the attributes.
After writing, Zhang Di did not throw all the bullets in at once.
Instead, he threw one of the bullets into the sea of fire.
At the moment the bullet entered the sea of fire, Zhang Di was horrified to find that his blood and Yang Qi values seemed to be dropping desperately.
In just two seconds, he lost 10,000 Yang Qi, and the speed did not slow down, 20,000 Yang Qi, 30,000 Yang Qi.
Zhang Di was not calm anymore, and quickly opened a bottle of Shenbao tablets to prepare.
"Damn, this consumption is too terrifying, right?"
40,000 Yang Qi, 50,000 Yang Qi.
The bullet finally burned out, and Zhang Di was scared: "One bullet consumed 5,000 of my blood?"
Suddenly, the system prompted: "Host, you don't know that this Yin-Yang Teleportation Array will maximize the special attributes of the items."
"The higher the blood consumed, the stronger the additional attributes. This bullet consumes 5,000 blood. If it is in the underworld, the ghost will be shot and the soul will be crushed. Even the early ghost king will suffer an almost fatal blow!"
Zhang Di took a breath: "Wow, is it so scary?"
But think about it carefully. The old man is almost going crazy down there, so his strength is certainly beyond doubt, at least it should be at the level of ghosts and gods.
For him, this bullet is just a small toy aimed at the enemy to kill time, but what if he has 100,000 blood?
Consuming hundreds of thousands of blood to burn a bullet at once, wouldn't it be possible to kill a ghost with one shot?
The most urgent thing is to improve his strength first.
Zhang Di rode on the lightning donkey and ran away.
At the same time, the underworld!
In Pingwang City, the ghost soldiers and generals were repairing the damaged city walls and gates.
Zhang Kuian was lost in thought as he looked at the pile of grenades under his feet. He was holding a Barrett and a special bullet in his hand.
Looking at the bullet, Zhang Kuian murmured, "That's thoughtful. This bullet must have consumed a lot of your energy, right?"
The old man could guess why the Barrett only had this one bullet, and it was only sent down at the end.
It should be because Zhang Di didn't have enough energy.
"Marshal!" At this time, Yang Shicheng floated to the city wall: "The ghost fire corps you asked me to build is ready."
"Among them, 100 Gatling gunners are arranged, and currently 80 ghost fire soldiers are not equipped with weapons."
"Fifty gunners are equipped, and currently 40 are not equipped with weapons. The number is still too small, and the young marshal needs to work harder."
Zhang Kuian shook his head and said, "No hurry, let the kid rest first. Building a ghost fire corps is not something that can be built overnight."
"In addition, what is the situation in the evil prison? This marshal can always feel that there is a good evil spirit fluctuating in the evil prison."
Yang Shicheng's face was a little serious: "Most of the evil ghosts in the evil prison were imprisoned for disobeying discipline. Among them, many are the dead souls detained from the human world five hundred years ago."
"There are also one or two of them who were overlords when they were in the human world."
"Oh?" Zhang Kuian raised his eyebrows and became interested: "Overlords from the human world? Come, follow me to the evil prison to take a look!"