Shi Qi followed He Xingji into the weapon refining room with great interest.
The entire refining room is well organized, with all kinds of bottles and cans divided into categories with various names on them.
The metal tools are placed on a rotatable shelf, and there is a half-finished metal object similar to a human exoskeleton on the table. At the moment, only the outline model is sketched.
Some drawings are spread out next to the table, and each small component is pressed on the drawings, which can be seen at a glance.
The final work will probably be able to support walking with its own power, and the parts will be connected with each other, thus forming a human exoskeleton that drives each other.
In the room, there is also an iron stove, which is burning with silver charcoal fire and is extremely warm.
A celestial version of a science and engineering house studio.
As a mature programmer, there is nothing that is impossible to do. Drawing floor plans and three-dimensional drawings are compulsory courses. After all, you not only need to type code, but also need to be able to repair computers and pull network cables.
I didn't expect to meet a young man who understands science and establishes new trends in the world of immortality.
Warm and genial sunlight falls on the window leaves, and the river breeze swirls leisurely.
Shi Qi took the drawings on the side. She was not used to using ancient writing brushes. She took a piece of paper, rolled it into a paper pen, dipped it in ink, and measured the length, width, height, weight, volume, density and compatibility.
It was the first time He Xingji had seen the calculation of Arabic numerals. Although he could not understand what information Shi Qi was calculating, the calculation process on the two densely packed pieces of paper was extremely shocking.
Shi Qi's mind fell silent during the calculation process, and his calculation pen moved faster.
The stove beside was burning with silver charcoal fire. It had no smell of smoke and was extremely resistant to burning. The whole room was warm.
Greedy for the warmth, he sat down against the stove.
With a thin layer of white bandage tied on his hand, he picked up a part and began to polish it carefully.
Near noon, there was a knock on the door of the refining room.
A brisk voice came, "Aji, I brought a friend to see you."
Shi Qi's head didn't move for a moment. He just felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before and couldn't recall it for a while.
However, before he could even say a word, the door was pushed open.
It seemed like fireworks were exploding in my ears, with a bang, my heart was filled with joy, and then there was a darker silence.
"Gui Guxi? How did you come to the devil world?" Shi Qi opened his eyes in surprise.
"Shi Qi? I haven't asked you yet, why are you here? Didn't you go back to the Divination Sect with your senior brother and senior sister?"
The two looked at each other, speechless.
He Xingji looked at the two of them warily, "How did you meet?"
"It's hard to put it into words." Guiguxi shrugged his shoulders.
"Then let's make a long story short."
"Why are you in a hurry? Let me put the things down first." Gui Guxi put his hands on his waist and placed the two large bags in his hands on the empty space of the table.
"By the way, there are a lot of rumors about the Demon Lord and the Divination Sect outside. I brought you a copy, and you should read it too."
Shi Qi raised his eyebrows and had a suspicion in his mind. It was probably the book "Two or Three Things the Demon Lord and the Master of Divination Sect Have to Say"
She looked outside the door and saw He Luoshu unexpectedly.
Their eyes met, He Luoshu's eyes flashed with sporadic light, his eyebrows softened, the entire sea of stars was hidden in his gaze, and there were two Shiqi in his eyes.
He was wearing a white fox fur, tied with a blue gemstone ribbon, and the white fox fur surrounded his fair face.
In his fair and slender hands, he held an oil paper bag, which pulled him back from the realm of heaven and man to the world of mortals.
Hesitant, wavering, at a loss.
Shi Qi lowered his head, stopped looking into He Luoshu's eyes, and clenched his fists.
The light in He Luoshu's eyes dimmed, as if the light just now was just an illusion.
He Xingji was slightly stunned, even more stunned than Shi Qi.
"Si Tianjian's Young Supervisor He Luoshu, Gui Guxi, why did you bring him here?" He Xingji asked, with a bit of annoyance in his tone.
Gui Guxi leaned against He Xingji's ear, "I'll tell you later."
He Xingji nodded and said softly: "The visitor is a guest, come in and talk."
He Luoshu walked in methodically, carrying the oil paper bag, and then slowly opened the oil paper bag.
Shi Qi put the draft aside and walked over to get some snacks.
The snow-white and soft sweet-scented osmanthus cake, the crystal-clear ice-skinned mung bean cake, the soft-colored purple potato cake, and the fragrant peach blossom cake. The making process of each piece of pastry is very complicated. It has been a long time since I have tasted this delicious cake.
The wonderful aroma of plants and flour filled the whole room, and the sweet taste in the mouth was extremely satisfying.
Are you here to help me?
Shi Qi looked into He Luoshu's eyes with inquiry in his eyes.
Although he didn't resort to it verbally, He Luoshu felt that he understood what Shi Qi meant.
A smile appeared on the corners of his cool lips, his voice was low, and he nodded.
Shi Qi's heart suddenly shrank, he was at a loss and tried to pour himself a cup of tea.
The first person she met was not her senior brother or sister, but it turned out to be He Luoshu, whom she almost lost her life and exchanged her life for.
Maybe fate is really no different from shit...
His dark and slender eyelashes fluttered, and his dark eyes were like abyss, cold and unfathomable, "This trip is not going well, but I will try my best."
"Anyway, thank you." Shi Qi said softly, "But I'm actually living a pretty good life here."
