Douluo live long see

The streamlined body and silver frosted shell make this motorcycle full of science fiction. The latest model of cancer cell battery has strong power and perfect power storage effect. It can work for up to 72 hours at full power, which is theoretically enough to traverse half a continent.

The rotary engine has a lot of horsepower, and when the voltage is high enough, it only takes five seconds to accelerate from [-] kilometers to [-] kilometers. If you are not a soul master, you can't control this speed at all.

The body has its own soul guide shield, which can be activated by injecting soul power. The force field generator replaces the airbag, which can ensure the safety of the driver even if the vehicle loses control and crashes.

Most importantly, this car

Xue Ye straddled the car and twisted the handles on both sides at the same time. With the roar of the powerful engine, the car began to deform dazzlingly.

Like a Transformer, it turns into an armor that wraps the snowy night, and the front and rear tires detour behind it to become a part of the armor's wings. The soul-guided power armor controlled by somatosensory control is worth ten Ten Thousand Gold Soul Coins.

This kind of handcrafted ones, especially those made by Duke Tulip himself, if it wasn’t for the friendly price, no one would be able to afford them. The only one who can spend so much money on such things is the rich and talented Xue Ye. There are fewer people who are free in the mainland.

"This smooth sense of control, and even the ability to fly, is so perfect, Brother Cheng, you really won't disappoint." The snowy night suspended in mid-air slowly landed, and his eyes glanced at the battery cover on his chest inadvertently.

It is usually the place where the author engraves his own name, but this car is engraved with a sentence

"Is the golden scale a thing in the pool? It changes into a dragon when it encounters the wind and cloud."

When Xue Ye saw this, she was taken aback for a moment, and then pressed the battery cover on her chest calmly, but she didn't want the engine cover to be touched by him, so she turned it over, and the other side was engraved with .

"Looking up to the sky and going out laughing, we are from Penghao."

Seeing this, Xue Ye was silent for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "As expected, Brother Cheng really understands me."

Unloading his new toy, Xue Ye pressed the elevator and descended from the top of the building. Electricity has been widely used in the upper floors of Tiandou City, so the elevator has the name of the elevator, but Miracle Building still retains its windmill drive. Purely mechanical elevators.

The elevator door opened in the underground parking lot, and what greeted him was a group of killer drivers, and their racing cars painted with various camouflage patterns. When they saw Xue Ye appearing, they booed and cheered.

Facing this chaotic scene, Xue Ye tied up her long hair, casually threw off the robe on her body and threw it aside, revealing the racing uniform underneath which was almost the same as those of these bosozokus.

"Follow the piggies closely." While talking, Xue Ye stepped into her car, gave her middle finger to the back, and rushed out first. This is his image in the eyes of ordinary people.

Uninhibited, disregarding rules and principles, but the rich make people itch, and no one wants to provoke the status.

Xue Ye rode Juechen, followed by more than 200 bosozoku in different clothes and hair colors, whizzing past the streets of Tiandou City, euphemistically known as the track.

The people along the street were afraid that they would not be able to avoid it. Even if Xue Ye was not the crown prince, bumping into someone would be in vain, so what can I do if I don't hide.

The convoy roared like locusts crossing the border, and the place they passed instantly became deserted.

锵

A steel gun was nailed in the middle of the road and immediately turned into dozens, blocking the way ahead. Xue Ye and the team behind him had to stop racing.

"Third brother, you are messing around again!" A tall, short-haired young man in military uniform stopped in front of him.

"What is the crime of riding a horse and hurting people in the imperial city? As a prince, you don't know."

Hearing this, Xue Ye smiled and jumped off the motorcycle, and punched the short-haired young man on the chest, as if to say hello: "Brother, you are wrong, I am not riding a horse! The motorcycle grand prix was also approved by the emperor himself, which is a great thing to promote the country's economic development

Brother, you are known as the guardian of the empire, the crimson Chixue, you can't even see this, right?"

"My name is Xue Chi, don't think I don't know, that nickname is a major national event that you made up, playing with money is nothing more than a trick in agriculture and in the army, indulging in it is tantamount to throwing money at the end, I don't care about anything else, at least today you Stop trying to fool around"

"It's really old-fashioned. What age is this? I don't even look at how fast the Tulip Dukedom is developing. It's an old calendar to focus on agriculture and suppress business." Xue Ye didn't care, and put the car into the storage soul guide : "It's fine if you don't let me play, you can't care if I go outside the city to play"

"No matter how fast the Duke of Tulip develops, he is still the Duke of the empire. Without the money and food of the empire, even if he has great abilities, he can only settle down in a corner.

Third brother, you just don’t understand, this is a world where whoever has the biggest fist is the boss, there is nothing more important than a powerful soul master and legion, forget it, I can’t control you, play as you like.”

Xue Chi shook his head, turned back and waved to Contra who was with him: "Let's go, today we have to review the construction of the new military factory."

Seeing his brother going away, Xue Ye showed a meaningful smile: "The one who really doesn't understand is you, the big brother, the one with the big fist is the boss, but do you really know what a fist is?"

"It's gone, I'm going to go to the outskirts of the city to relax, let's go," said Xue Ye, and headed towards the outskirts of the city in a bus dedicated to the royal family.

Mithril Tractor Factory, a joint venture factory between Xue Ye and Cheng Ying, a silver motorcycle parked at the gate of the factory, Xue Ye seemed to be tired from racing, stopped at the door, honked the horn and shouted.

"Come out, your boss is exhausted." The feudal system is so good, there will be no lack of servants to bring tea and water, and soon someone will prepare a banquet, and invite Xue Ye to enter.

To be honest, Mithril and tractors are not compatible at all, but in this day and age, tractors are still precious things, so there is no such a big sense of disobedience.

Xue Ye asked casually as she passed the production line: "How is our factory developing? How many tractors can we produce in a day?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, the Mithril Tractor Factory has built thirteen branch factories around Tiandou City, and each factory can produce about ten tractors per day on average."

"Oh, with so many, isn't there a problem of overcapacity?" Xue Ye raised her eyebrows.

"There is indeed a serious overcapacity. Because of traffic problems, there are already more than [-] tractors backlogged in various factories. If this continues, there may be problems with capital turnover."

Xue Ye heard this, but just smiled: "It's okay, don't worry, continue to produce, they are all modular products, and they can be modified if they can't be used in the farmland."

To be continued

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