God Soldier Atlas

　　 Zhou Shu's thought came out very abruptly.

　　 But once it came out, Zhou Shu thought the more it was possible, the more it was possible.

　　A master craftsman, is it necessary to hide the weapons he has forged?

　　 If it is one piece and two pieces, maybe it is possible.

　　 But here, there are seven heavenly weapons!

　　 Zhou Shu really couldn't understand what he wanted to do with these heavenly weapons hidden away!

　　 Even if these weapons are fine, Zhu Chuanfeng himself must have a problem!

　　Ten thousand steps back, these weapons are really made by Zhu Chuanfeng himself, so if he doesn't send them out, is he already plotting wrong?

　　 If this incident were to be taken out, would the court doubt him?

　　 "Zhu Chuanfeng estimates that he does not have the courage to rebel. He hides these heavenly weapons, which is not necessarily a plot, but it is more likely that these weapons themselves have problems."

　　 Zhou Shu had already inspected those weapons. Although he was only an apprentice for casting weapons, he still had his vision. These heavenly weapons, at least on the surface, could not see any problems.

　　 "Unfortunately, there is no way to prove this."

　　 Zhou Shu frowned. Even if he had some guesses, he couldn't verify it at all. How could it be proved that these weapons were not made by Zhu Chuanfeng?

　　 Unless the people who cast these weapons stand up and testify against Zhu Chuanfeng!

　　 Zhou Shu's mind flashed.

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng asked his brother if there was any trouble, and his brother said that the trouble has been dealt with.

　　Isn't it the disposal of the people who forged these weapons?

　　 Zhou Shu was taken aback by his own thoughts.

　　The one who can cast heavenly weapons must be the master craftsman, Zhu Chuanfeng dare to send someone to plot against the master craftsman?

　　 Not only did he trick the master craftsman, but also brought back the heavenly weapons that the opponent had cast?

　　 Is it possible that he still wants to treat these heavenly weapons as his own works?

　　 Zhou Shu is an exciting spirit, he feels as if he has gradually come into contact with the truth.

　　 "Assuming my conjecture is true, then start over from the beginning."

　　 Zhou Shu's heart turned up against the stormy sea.

　　 "Zhu Chuanfeng sent his younger brother to conspiracy with a certain master craftsman, and then brought back the heaven-grade weapons that the opponent had cast. Perhaps the master-made weapons had just been forged, and they have not yet come out."

　　 "In this way, Zhu Chuanfeng said that the weapon was cast by himself, so no one would doubt it. After all, the original caster was dead and there is no evidence."

　　 "But even a master craftsman cannot cast too many heavenly weapons in a short time, so Zhu Chuanfeng hid these heavenly weapons and took out one every once in a while—"

　　 If this is the case, then there are seven heavenly weapons in this secret room. Does it mean that at least seven of the master craftsmen were murdered?

　　 Zhou Shu shuddered a little, but that was the master craftsman, that is, the total number of the master craftsmen in Daxia, there are only three or four hundred people alive.

　　 Don’t think that this number is very large. You have to know that martial arts are popular in this world. People generally live longer. Living for one to two hundred years is not a big problem.

　　 In this case, there are hundreds of millions of people in Daxia, or there are only three or four hundred master craftsmen, so you know the difficulty of becoming a master craftsman.

　　 Expanding the scope to the entire continent, the number of master craftsmen will not exceed 10,000. Of these master craftsmen, at least seven have been murdered by Zhu Chuanfeng?

　　 If it is true, what a madness this is!

　　 "Zhu Chuanfeng himself is a master craftsman, is it necessary for him to do this?"

　　 Zhou Shu frowned. In fact, he can probably think of a reason now.

　　 Those experts and academicians in the past may also plagiarize academic papers or even falsify academic papers. The master craftsman may not be able to do these things.

　　 "Zhu Chuanfeng may have some difficulty in forging heavenly weapons by himself, so he used this method to maintain his reputation."

　　 Zhou Shu thought in his heart, "To take out a heavenly weapon in a year, this is something the most pinnacle craftsman can do."

　　 "It is not difficult to verify whether my conjecture is true or not. Just check how many master craftsmen have been killed in recent years!"

　　 Zhou Shu said to himself in his heart.

　　The master craftsman of soldiers is also a human being, and there will definitely be accidental deaths.

　　 This is not surprising. It is Zhu Chuanfeng. Other countries don't know how much they want to kill him. It is strange not to encounter assassinations several times a year.

　　 Although it is said that every country spares no effort to protect the master craftsman, but there will definitely be accidents.

　　 But if Zhu Chuanfeng really did this, he could always find some clues as long as he found out how many master craftsmen were killed.

　　 "The Shenchou Department should have related files, but Ma Fengzhang is not in the capital, so it is too late to go to the Shenchou Department to search for the files temporarily."

　　 Zhou Shu sighed, but he is not in a hurry now.

　　 If his conjecture can be confirmed, then Zhu Chuanfeng will be undone!

"A small leak will sink a great ship."

　　 Zhou Shu restored everything in the secret room to its original state, and then cleared the traces of his visit before returning to the ground.

　　 glanced at Zhu Chuanfeng's younger brother who was unconscious on the bed, Zhou Shu clenched his fists.

　　If things are as I think, the person who does it must be the man in front of me.

　　 I really want to slap him to death.

　　 But it really killed him, but it was a horror.

　　 "Let you live longer!"

　　 Zhou Shuxindao.

　　 The fire in Zhu Mansion was quickly extinguished.

　　 I don't know why, Zhu Chuanfeng feels his eyelids keep twitching.

　　 "It's not that something went wrong with the second child, right?"

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng said to himself, he couldn't sit still when he thought of this, and hurried to the place where his brother was.

　　 As soon as he entered the room, he saw his brother who had passed out on the bed, and his face changed drastically.

　　 He jumped to the bed and shook his brother vigorously.

　　 "Second! Zhu Chuanzhi! Wake up!"

　　 "Papa—"

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng slapped Zhu Chuanzhi on the face and shouted.

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi woke up faintly, raised his eyelids, and saw his elder brother's face.

　　 "Brother? Why are you here?"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi said.

　　 "Why am I here? What's wrong with you? Who was attacked?"

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng said anxiously.

　　 "No one attacked me."

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi's eyes gradually focused, and he recovered, shook his head and said, "I just worked a little bit in a hurry and touched the previous injury. After a short rest, it will be fine. It will not be a problem."

　　 "I'm not asking if there is anything wrong with you! Is there anything wrong with the secret room!"

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng was in a hurry, no longer caring about Zhu Chuanzhi, hurriedly opened the entrance of the secret room, and then got in with a cat waist.

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi knew what was important, so he got in quickly.

　　 In the secret room, the Zhu brothers carefully checked it again, and then he was relieved.

　　 "It's okay, nothing happened!"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi patted his chest and said.

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng frowned, "Just now there was a fire in the mansion and you were injured again. Isn't it a coincidence that happened recently?"

　　 "These few things are okay, right?"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi said that he is an old wound from the past, the sky is dry and the fire is not impossible.

　　 As for Zhen Cai's death before, it was purely an accident.

　　 These few things are irrelevant no matter how you look at them.

　　 "I always have a bad feeling."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng shook his head. He couldn't tell the connection between these things. "Second, you can start preparing for the retreat you mentioned before!"

　　 "Big brother, did you change your mind?"

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi was a little surprised and authentic.

　　 "Be prepared for nothing."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng shook his head, "As long as I can let the boy surnamed Zhou obey, I can take the benefits of the Bailianhuan First Sword, the Sabre Sword, and the Xiuchun Sword. That kid doesn't know how to use it, and he wasted the great benefit."

　　 "When we get the money, we will almost save enough money. Even if we leave Chang'an, we will be able to live a happy life."

　　 "Big brother, just figure it out."

　　 Zhu Chuanzhi said gratifiedly, "The kid surnamed Zhou is just an apprentice for casting soldiers. If he wants to come, he can't escape the palm of your eldest brother."

　　 "I will go to contact people now, pave the way first, and when we are ready, I can fly far away at any time."

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng nodded, his eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.

　　 Zhou Shu, who came back from Zhu's Mansion, threw his clothes into the melting furnace.

　　 Although he was sure that his actions at night were not seen, but it is hard to guarantee that it was not?

　　 Anyway, Mi Zhifu, who has clothes, has prepared a lot for him, so he doesn't need to worry about spending money on his own.

　　 Zhou Shu did not expect that Zhu Chuanfeng calculated him, UU reading www.uukanshu.com turned out to be really just for the benefit of the few standard weapons in his hand.

　　 He would never have imagined that Zhu Chuanfeng, who possesses so many high-quality weapons, would actually see the small benefits of standard weapons.

　　 But even if he knew it, he wouldn't care, he would never give up.

　　 Tiger ben knife, Bailianhuan first knife and saber knife can make a lot of money. Of course Zhou Shu himself knows that.

　　Is arms trading, can it not make money?

　　 Even if he was to be chopped by the Cast Soldier Division, the amount of money that would eventually reach his hands was definitely an astronomical figure.

　　 If it was just a weapon, Zhou Shu might not have the right to speak, but he developed four weapons one after another, and he was already qualified to negotiate with the Division of Casting and Soldiers.

　　 It's just that he didn't do that. Except that Yin Wuyou gave him the ownership of Bailianhuan's first sword, Zhou Shu didn't care about the other swords at all.

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng saw money, Zhou Shu saw the platform.

　　 Backed by the platform of the Division of Casting Soldiers, he can make the weapons he casts play the best role, so as to maximize the feedback from the Atlas of God Soldiers.

　　 As for money, Zhou Shu doesn't care. Looking at his living conditions, will he be a person short of money?

　　 Zhou Shu never worried that he would have no money. His goal was never to make money.

　　 Forging soldiers and becoming stronger is his goal.

　　 Zhu Chuanfeng, mouse eyes are short.

　　 "The matter of the old thief Zhu, I still have to deal with it when I go back and look up the archives of the Division of God, and I have to deal with the monthly examination of the workshop of the Division of Soldiers."

Zhou Shu said to himself, "What about these people, what is wrong with them? They doubt their ability to forge soldiers. They really are the kind of little white faces who eat soft rice. They rely on Da Sikong to become the master of the workshop. This is the main thing, it depends on craftsmanship to eat, okay, you really have to slap you in the face!"