Production begins in Chapter 124.
Production begins in Chapter 124.
"Besides, with your exceptional talent, there's no need for me to hide it. Otherwise, if you were to use what you've learned on me, wouldn't that be a losing proposition?"
Speak like a human.
"As you said before, I taught you the Flesh and Blood Puppet Technique, and you gave me a month to relax. I have a fairly good understanding of the Tiger Riders, so I don't ask you to keep extending my extraction time."
Because that would gradually increase the amount of money you spend, or other resources. I just hope that after I'm sent back to my cell, you can provide me with some small gadgets to relieve my boredom.
"Impossible. The Tiger Cavalry has regulations that allow me to meet some of your less unreasonable demands when I'm retrieving you. I'm just an ordinary Tiger Cavalryman; I don't have the influence you imagine. I can't fulfill your requests."
Fu Que resolutely refused.
"That's where you're being dishonest, young man. Because of my own research, I've carefully studied the standards of the Dragon Tiger Guards. Otherwise, given what I've done, do you think I would only be left to rot and stink on the top three floors?"
I've already been met with blood for blood and tooth for tooth, and the grass on my grave is already several meters high. As long as you agree to this condition, I'm willing to teach you everything I've learned without reservation.
You should know that if someone as powerful and guilty as me can escape execution, then what value do all my flesh-and-blood puppetry techniques hold?
"I'll think about it. If what you say is true, it's not impossible. I can't bring you out completely, but I can give you some clever little gadgets to help you pass the time in your cell."
"Even if I were to offer a truly significant insight, I might be able to move you to a different cell."
Fu Que responded.
The Yuntai Prefecture Tiger Cavalry is an extremely pragmatic organization, even to the point of being obsessive in its pragmatism. She Da is not even considered a junior member here; he is merely a cell. As long as one has sufficient battle merit level and is willing to spend enough points, he can accomplish almost anything in the Tiger's Den.
This includes, but is not limited to, apprehending serious criminals, hiring companies, and issuing missions independently.
With Fu Que's current combat merit level, he cannot meet the conditions He Ming mentioned, but only for now. After mastering the basics of the flesh and blood puppet technique, Fu Que will continue to carry out missions, and this time, he will choose a dangerous reconnaissance mission deep in the mountains and forests.
These types of missions are extremely dangerous, but also offer the richest rewards. More importantly, they grant a very high degree of autonomy in the mission.
"No problem, who are you...?"
"Fu Que, Fu as in Grand Tutor, Que as in lack of virtue."
"Good name. Then, Lord Fu Que, please get me the following items."
He Ming calmly said, "The best way to transform into a demon body is to use a wild beast, followed by a bird, and lastly a fish or turtle."
Three bottles of tempering blood from Qi-refining martial artists, preferably fire-type, but any type will do.
The noose, made of twelve strands of black iron and demonic spider silk, was about the thickness of a little finger and four zhang long.
Ten taels of iron concentrate, ten taels of silver powder, and one tael of gold.
A set of ordinary crafting equipment; you can simply say it's for making flesh and blood golems.
Finally, and most importantly, a heart that is still alive.
Fu Que did not answer immediately. Instead, with a thought, the white wooden scroll slowly unfurled, revealing an old man with simple lines and a withered appearance.
When Fu Que switched to this state again, endless experience and knowledge appeared in his mind out of thin air. Even though he had only just come into contact with the Flesh and Blood Puppet Technique, Fu Que seemed to have experimented with it many times.
It was also because of the state granted by the ability of the alternate painter that Fu Que knew that He Ming had not lied to him; this was indeed the preliminary work for ordinary flesh and blood puppetry.
"Although you are indeed exceptionally talented."
He Ming was silent for a moment: "But this path will ultimately not be accepted by the public. The higher you climb, the more you want to appreciate the scenery from there."
"I will remain restrained."
"Hehe, I hope so."
He Ming responded to Fu Que's answer with a slightly mocking sneer. Once upon a time, he had thought the same thing, simply wanting to find a safe haven for himself in this powerful and fraught with danger Da Zhao.
But the more he studied the art of flesh and blood puppetry, the more he became obsessed with it. First he used small animals, then wild beasts, then weak demons, and so on...
By the time He Ming came to his senses, it was too late to turn back. Fortunately, while he was mired in trouble, he figured out how the Dragon Tiger Cavalry operated. After spending most of his savings, he successfully bribed the local government and was taken to the Tiger Cavalry Prison, thus avoiding being torn to pieces.
He Ming now believes in the unwavering conviction of the young man before him, but how long can this conviction last as time goes by? "Knowledge, when long enough, desires contemplation; contemplation, when complex, thirsts for knowledge"—this is not just empty talk.
The two were not kept waiting long. The Tiger's Den, with its more than 100,000 people and its superior direct resources, as well as its numerous subordinate logistics, provided terrifying support capabilities.
Although it was a last-minute request from Fu Que, less than an hour later, everything he needed had been delivered to the slaughterhouse.
Once all the tools were ready and Fu Que had scored a considerable number of points, He Ming very sensibly did not choose to delay. Instead, he guided Fu Que to set up the manufacturing tools and start making the first flesh and blood puppet as soon as possible.
"What are these used for?"
When the wolf demon's complete corpse was hung on the cross, and its belly was ripped open and its entire chest cavity torn apart, Fu Que followed He Ming's instructions and mixed the iron powder with the tempering blood of the Qi Refining Warrior.
Very carefully, pour it into a prepared vessel, then use an engraving brush to apply it as ink to a rope made of black iron and spider silk, and write some neat inscriptions. These inscriptions are not complicated, but they must not have any deviations.
In fact, with Fu Que's abilities, there wouldn't be any deviation. The assistance of the Reality Vision made Fu Que's hand very stable, and every stroke he made was in slow motion for him.
The scrolls of He Ming, which were copied by the painter Yi Huashi, were given to Fu Que, giving him rich production experience.
"I take back what I said. You are not just gifted, you are the most gifted of all. Over the years, I have met quite a few like you, but I have never met anyone who can do it perfectly in one go without any deviations. You have almost perfectly inscribed the runes."
He Ming examined the inscriptions engraved on the noose made of black iron and spider silk, and said with envy.
"Forget the compliments. You made me buy twelve nooses, and we've only used four. What are we going to do with the rest?"
Fu Que glanced at He Ming and asked in a calm tone.
"You only needed four originally, but I asked you to buy twelve as a backup."
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