In the famine, she stockpiled space supplies and became a bandit.

Chapter 185 Chu Zhe only knows Qinggong?

"This... is impossible?" Xiao He stared at the person kneeling on the ground: "How is this possible?"

"I have asked people to look for large salt and iron mines in those two counties, but they don't know of any large salt or iron mines."

The person who delivered the message reminded: "Sir, the wells dug in Nanyue and Fengchuan counties were dug by Luo Xi."

"No matter where it is, as long as she points out to dig, water will come out. I guess Luo Xi has her own secret for finding things underground?"

The secret, another secret!

Xiao He just didn't understand why all the good things were in the hands of a woman.

"Okay, even if that's the case, what about refined salt and refined iron? Could it be that this is also Luo Xi's secret?"

The best craftsmen in the world are employed by the imperial court. He really doesn't believe that Luo Xi can be better than them.

This time the person who delivered the message finally shook his head. Just when Xiao He was about to be happy, he heard him say, "It's a man named Chu Zhe."

"I heard that he not only made salt and iron, but also the pure white paper and printed books that are available in the world were all made by him."

Nowadays, printing technology has been figured out in various places in Tianqi. Although it is not as good as Chu Zhe’s, it is much better than the handwritten books in the past.

Chu Zhe?

"Who is it?" Xiao He had never heard of this person's name.

"I don't know his origins. I only know that he was rescued by Le Zheng...Le Zheng Feiyuan when he first appeared, and later they joined Luo Xi together."

"What good luck." Xiao He couldn't help but sigh. This woman Luo Xi was simply a child of luck. All the good things and good people came to her.

"Listen, find a way to bring Chu Zhe back and use him for our purposes. Of course, if that doesn't work, you can just kill him."

A craftsman should not have much skills. Killing him is just like killing an ant.

At this time, Chu Zhe was in the foundry showing Luo Xi and others the weapons he had created by incorporating new technologies.

He was seen holding a brand new spear and stabbing hard at the shield made by Apocalypse, which was an iron shield.

They were obviously made of iron, but the spear penetrated without much resistance, just like stabbing into wood or soil.

Everyone present was stunned. Le Zheng Feiyuan rushed over in three or two steps and took a pole to stab the shield.

Still the same, a hole every time you poke it!

"Great! With such weapons, the soldiers will be invincible." He bowed deeply to Chu Zhe: "Mr. Chu is a great talent. I thank you on behalf of all the soldiers."

When Qi Lei and the others saw it, they also came forward to try it out. They all loved it and shamelessly asked Chu Zhe to help them make their favorite weapons according to their preferences using this kind of iron.

Chu Zhe naturally had no reason to refuse: "Okay, then you can bring the blueprints over, or tell the craftsmen what you want it to be, and it will be ready in a few days."

Those few people cheered again and hurried to find the craftsmen, fearing that they would not be able to get the first one.

Rong Bai was not very interested in this thing: "Mr. Chu, can you produce more of the iodized salt you processed every day? Everyone is in great need of salt now, and they are all waiting for the goods."

Wei Qing, who was in charge of people's livelihood, was also anxious: "Yes, sir, now we limit the number of products sold each day, and many people come to line up the night before. It's too hard."

Chu Zhe was also helpless: "Salt making is a delicate job, we can only do it slowly, it won't be much faster, you should just let everyone wait."

The two looked at each other helplessly and had to give up.

After watching all this, it was already late, and everyone was either sighing or walking home excitedly. Only Chu Zhe and the craftsmen were left in the workshop.

He was busy until very late and only went back halfway.

"My friend, you've followed me all the way, why don't you come out and have a good talk? There's no need to hide." Chu Zhe's deep eyes were fixed on the roofs on both sides of the road.

"What a clever Mr. Chu!" A tall and thin man in black flew down from above with a group of subordinates.

He did not keep anyone in suspense and directly blocked the roads ahead and behind: "Mr. Chu Zhe, our Left Prime Minister wants to see you."

Chu Zhe laughed softly: "Left Prime Minister? Who is he? I don't know him well."

The black man didn't waste any words and directly showed his weapon: "Really? Then wait until you go to the Zuo Xiang Mansion with us, and we will be familiar with it."

After he said that, he gestured to all his younger brothers and then surrounded Chu Zhe fiercely.

In the study of the County Magistrate's Mansion, Luo Xi had just finished discussing matters with Le Zheng, Fei Yuan, Si Jia and others when they heard hurried footsteps outside.

"Boss, something bad has happened. Mr. Chu was attacked by men in black on the road. His life or death is in danger."

"What?" Le Zheng Feiyuan stood up in shock, picked up the sword he carried with him and rushed out: "Boss, the master only knows Qinggong, I will go to save him immediately."

Only know Qinggong?

Luo Xi was stunned for a moment. So in everyone's eyes, Chu Zhe was actually weak and unable to take care of himself?

"Let's go and take a look too." She said to Yin Lisi, Jia Weiqing with a strange look on her face.

"Yeah!" These people were extremely anxious, fearing that Chu Zhe would die if they were too late, so they quickly stood up and followed Le Zheng Feiyuan.

However, when they arrived at the destination, they were stunned. They stood there like little fools, staring blankly.

On the clean road, a tall and thin familiar figure was seen moving quickly. His movements were sharp and decisive. Every time he passed a place, several men in black fell down one after another.

But Chu Zhe's expression didn't even change. No, it should be said that it changed, because at this moment, he no longer had the gentle look of the past. His face was full of cold murderous intent, and even his eyeballs were a little red, looking a little weird.

"Mr. Chu, he, he..." Le Zheng Feiyuan hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say.

Isn't Mr. Chu a scholar? At most, he is good at Qinggong, but how come his skills are almost as good as those of the Ninth Floor Master?

"Boss, have you known for a long time that Mr. Chu is an extraordinary martial artist?" Yin Ligang realized something was wrong because Luo Xi walked slowly and steadily along the way without any sign of panic.

"Yes!" Luo Xi nodded.

It is said that those who can survive the apocalypse until now are not weaklings. Even though Chu Zhe is only a speed psychic, he is not a weakling either.

At this time, all the men in black had fallen down. Chu Zhe frowned and threw away the sword he picked up, his expression full of disgust.

"How is it, Boss? My skills haven't deteriorated yet, right?" he asked.

At this time, this person had regained his usual gentle smile, like a chameleon, and his expression changed so quickly.

Luo Xi raised his eyes and squinted at him: "You don't know whether you have regressed or not. Remember, starting tomorrow, you will carry a weight of 50 kilograms and run for two hours every day."

Chu Zhe: "!!!"

"Boss, it's not that serious, is it? I have already won the fight."

Luo Xi looked at him and smiled: "Yeah, it was just a few people, but it took a quarter of an hour. If it had happened before, you would have lost your life."

You know, there are endless zombies in the apocalypse. If you are slow, you will be surrounded by them in no time.