Chapter 543: What's the use of scrap metal

Chapter 543: What's the use of scrap metal

The cellphone was a new product developed by Robb recently.

He used an emerald which could "store data" to save a database and record the number of each crystal in it. Then, when he dialed a number, it would judge by multiple conditions. First, it would look for the number he wanted in the emerald's database, and then use the emerald to connect to the corresponding crystal ball.

In this way, the structure of "mobile phone-base " was formed. Thus, the crystal ball was no longer "paired", but formed a network, which could connect the crystal ball that he wanted to connect to at will.

Robb said, "remember, the crystal ball in my hand is 000000, the crystal ball in Xuelu's hand is 000001, Gordax is 000002, and Jikes is 000003. Who do you want to contact? Tell the crystal ball this number when you make the call."

Gorda, "Why do I have to use numbers? I'm not good at memorizing numbers. Can't I use their names?"

Robb snorted, "do you know how many people in this world are called by the name of Gorda? When they all have mobile phones and tell the crystal ball to call Gorda. Who will it dial?"

"I... I..." Gorda stammered, "then don't sell the crystal ball to someone else."

Xuelu couldn't help laughing, "haha! You idiot!"

Jike couldn't help smiling.

The three adventurers played with the "mobile phone" in their hands for a while, and then made several calls to test them. Soon, they figured out the use of the mobile phone, and felt it was very convenient. They quickly put away the treasures.

With this thing in Xuelus arms, she began to feel complacent. She reached out and hooked it around Robb's neck, and said in a low voice, "honey, if I met danger on the way of taking an adventure, call you, and throw out a transmission portal scroll. Then you'll come to help me, won't you?"

"What the heck? You call this thing a car?" Robb didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. "The idea I proposed is not this small thing. It should be something taller."

The dwarf leader said, "Its a test. You said that its good to try, even if it results in failure..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the "steam car" collapsed with a bang. The iron wheels rolled out in several directions. The main body of the car fell to the ground dejectedly. The dwarf leader was stuck in the middle of the bent iron, and his beard was wrapped around something.

He screamed in the pile of scrap metal, "help me out!"

A group of dwarves ran up from behind, took out iron rods, and finally pried the bent iron frame open. The dwarf leader crawled out of the scrap iron pile, looking embarrassed. "It seems that the strength of this thing needs to be studied again."

At this time, the Commander, Elsie, ran out from nowhere and grabbed the dwarf leader's beard. "You bastard! You promised to help me reassemble the tank as soon as you developed the steam engine, but you were playing with such a shabby thing now, yet my steam tanks still not here? Where is my steam tank? You have broken it into parts and don't care about it now? Give it back to me quickly."

The dwarf leader muttered, "there's no battle now. What's the use of using a tank?"

"Didn't you watch that damn video?" The abyssal demon has already asked for help from its hometown. Soon more demons will come. They will lead the monster army to attack Westwind town again. We need weapons, a large number of weapons, and the best weapon in the world is tank. The kind of trash like the holy sword are already the tears of the generation. Hurry up and make more tanks. I want five hundred."

"No way!" the dwarf leader said, "do you think our race has a population of twenty thousand? We only have two thousand! We can only get five hundred tanks for you after a very long time."

"You also know that you don't have enough hands? Then why do you still do this kind of rubbish that will turn into scrap metal at any time?" Elsie said, "do something serious for me! Do the 996 working hour system."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Robb couldn't help laughing.