"This classmate, you can show it as you like."
Professor Qi stood on the podium and said with a smile.
Chen Feng nodded and then came to the stage.
Seeing the wooden pile being tortured to a state of disgrace by his roommate, he decided to give it a ride.
So he took out the Dragon Breath Cannon directly from the warehouse and covered it again.
White light suddenly appeared in the palm of my hand.
An oval, palm-sized Dragon Breath Cannon shell slowly formed in the light curtain like a 3D printing.
【Building begins...】
[Consumption of basic materials*10]
First at the bottom, then the interior spaces are constructed regularly, and finally they converge at the top.
As the light disappeared, a complete Dragon Breath Cannon shell was completed.
"This, this is?!"
The relaxed and comfortable smile on Professor Qi's face disappeared.
Instead, there was unspeakable surprise.
Build it yourself!
And it’s so smooth and self-made!
The entire process, whether it was speed or smoothness of shaping, was almost perfected by the students in front of me.
And it's not just a useless component, but seems to be a cannonball!
Professor Qi stared at Chen Feng's back with surprise.
Professor Qi is somewhat impressed by every student who has taken his public optional courses.
But the young man in front of him, as well as the three people who had appeared one after another, were all unfamiliar to him.
In other words, these people are all freshmen who have just entered the university.
Compared to the two freshmen in the logistics profession who were wielding knives and playing boxing, Professor Qi felt weird and puzzled at best.
But now, when he saw a freshman using self-made products with such familiarity, two words popped into his mind.
'genius! '
You know, self-building is a laborious process.
It doesn’t mean that you can create whatever you have in mind.
Even if you want to use materials to build an extremely simple tool, it will still consume a lot of energy and the failure rate is extremely high.
From scratch to nothing, it has always been difficult for humans to play the role of creator.
Not to mention making weapons and armor, the difficulty is sky-high.
This is why most people who have awakened the logistics profession have given up on learning on their own and rely on their abilities and career development on the blueprints dropped through upgrades, but that is too resource- and luck-consuming.
After all, who doesn’t like the exhilarating feeling of one-click completion.
Although what Chen Feng created was only the ammunition for the weapon, it did not have its own professional characteristics, nor did it fall into the range of difficult weapons and armor props.
But it is still not a simple matter to independently create an object that is internally sophisticated and requires theoretical support.
At least, it's not an ability a freshman should master.
As Chen Feng finished loading, he raised the Dragon Breath Cannon in his hand.
Wang Meng, Deng Cuo and Yu Junyan all looked at it, full of curiosity.
The next moment, Chen Feng pulled the trigger.
Flames spurted out and tightly wrapped the wooden pile that was chopped in half.
The crackling sound is the sound of the inside of the wooden pile being instantly expanded and cracked by high temperature.
The scorching flames of the dragon's breath cannon not only roasted the wooden piles, but also roasted the entire classroom.
The heat that hit their faces made the students who saw this scene feel even more stressed and sweating on their foreheads.
Especially Deng Cuo, he subconsciously covered his head with his hands, fearing that his explosive head would be burned to ashes.
[Probability triggering! 】
Suddenly, a system notification sounded in my mind.
The already raging flames showed their true fangs in front of everyone.
The range of the flames doubled, and the entire practice area where the wooden stakes were located was enveloped in it.
puff--
The complex multi-pipe fire sprinkler system above the classroom was triggered, spraying cold fire water down.
But this did not reduce the fire intensity of the Dragon Breath Cannon one bit.
It wasn't until Chen Feng released the trigger that he stopped.
When the high temperature came into contact with the water, it made a sizzling sound and sprayed water mist that covered most of the classroom.
It also got everyone’s bodies wet.
No one knows how high the temperature of the flames sprayed by Chen Feng's Dragon Breath Cannon is.
All I know is that when the mist dissipated, all that was left in front of everyone was a pool of scattered charred debris and the blackened white wall.
"It's so, so cruel. I won't even leave the whole body behind."
"You saw the ammunition he took out just now? He made it himself."
"Built it yourself? No, this is just a new life!"
Everyone was extremely confused.
But looking towards the end of the classroom, the four old students standing in the open space between the seats were already covered in sweat.
Everyone looked like they were eating shit.
"One is playing with knives, one is playing with fists, and the other is playing with fire. Are these guys here to cause trouble?"
"Brother, we will have to find them after class later..."
"What a fool! Do they look like normal logistics professionals? I can't afford to offend them."
The four old students who were still planning to cause trouble for Chen Feng and the others restrained themselves a lot at this time.
Looking at the wooden pile in the corner of the classroom that had been beaten with knives and fists and finally burned into dregs by fire, it always gave them an indescribable sense of oppression.
It's as if the current wooden pile is their fate in the future.
"Professor Qi, I'm sorry I was a little slow."
Chen Feng put away the Dragon Breath Cannon, turned around and apologized.
If he had taken his finger off the trigger just half a second earlier, maybe the wall wouldn't have been so dark.
Maybe you can get it back with paint again.
But now, it's all burned out.
Professor Qi had no intention of blaming Chen Feng.
Instead, he walked down from the podium and came to Chen Feng's side.
"Classmate, who did you learn your independent crafting from?"
Chen Feng did not expect Professor Qi to ask such a question, so he said: "I learned it from the instructor when I attended the summer camp in the summer."
Professor Qi's eyes lit up. He slowly took off his glasses and read a name from his mouth.
"Li Wenguang, right?"
Chen Feng's pupils were shocked.
"You know him?"
Professor Qi showed a faint smile and said, "Li Wenguang is my first apprentice."
Eh? !
This actually surprised Chen Feng.
He had been studying with Li Wenguang for nearly two months, and he had never heard him mention Professor Qi's name, let alone the fact that he had a master.
"Young man, what is your name?"
"Chen Feng."
"Chen Feng...Looking at your crafting techniques, they are derived from the inside out, layer by layer, like a surgical operation. Li Wenguang must be teaching you very seriously."
"This is completely different from his previous attitude towards students."
"He accepted you as his disciple?"
Chen Feng shook his head.
"This kid is still stubborn about something, let's do this Chen Feng."
"From now on, you can take some time to come to the logistics vocational training building every day. My office is also there. I will personally teach you how to build your own skills."
As soon as these words came out, the whole classroom fell silent instantly.
The sound of gasps surrounded the surroundings.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Who is Professor Qi? He is the most admirable person in the logistics profession in Shangjing City.
Even those arrogant and powerful awakened warriors had to put down their arrogance and say hello when they saw Professor Qi.
But it was such a leading figure in the logistics profession in Beijing who actually announced in front of Chen Feng in a self-selected open class?
Is this fair?
This isn't fair.
Is this reasonable?
Even more damn unreasonable!
Everyone doesn't understand that this Chen Feng has neither his last name nor his surname Li.
Chen Feng was equally surprised.
He looked at Professor Qi with a kind face and didn't know what to say.
Until Professor Qi patted him on the shoulder.
"It's time for that boy Li Wenguang to take on a disciple."
"In this way, I made this decision for him, and you can just call me Master from now on."
Chen Feng scratched his head.
He looked back at Deng Cuo, whose face was flushed, and smiled helplessly.
Attending a summer camp can also involve this relationship.
'Is this the legendary bad luck? '
