"Unexpected, but it feels normal to think about it." poison Island Yazi nodded thoughtfully.


    "In fact, I''m only surprised by one thing," Yuan Dagu asked after struggling for a moment. "In your original history, you shot and exploded the falling satellite with a football... Even if you didn''t join the parliament, your physique should also be abnormal?"


    Yuandagu said he still couldn''t understand it.


    Conan''s mouth twitched. "Don''t ask me... I don''t know what''s going on. Maybe I can''t clear my head until I really encounter that kind of thing."


    Yu Zhibo''s face is indifferent, and there is no fluctuation as usual.


    "President Yi." Huang Rong casually swept to Su Han''s existence. His eyes coagulated and his voice was pleasantly surprised. However, even if he reflected it, he sorted out his posture and whispered, "good afternoon."


    "HMM." Su Han replied without delay.


    Lanran also nodded slightly to Su Han, with a smile in her mouth. "Although it''s a step late... The chairman of the Council shouldn''t blame me? Say hello to you."


    But this time, Su Han didn''t answer, and lanran didn''t care.


    Tony Stark said hello to Su Han and looked at Ying Zheng again. "Anyway, how''s your recent development there? You haven''t traded with me for some time."


    "Mainly, technology has not been completely digested." Ying Zheng thought about it and suddenly smiled. Obviously, he was in a good mood. "However, you go to Xianyang city again... You can''t believe that the city was the capital of the former Qin Dynasty."


    Su Han''s eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers gently knocked on the back of the chair. On Ying Zheng''s body, there was a gorgeous brilliance rising and suddenly spreading around.


    "Here is it?" Yasuda Gangji looked around, his face gradually stiff, with consternation and disbelief, "what is this place?"


    This is an extremely strange city.


    Tall buildings and dilapidated houses are intertwined. There are cars and carriages on the road. The subway is completely made of wood and carved with all kinds of patterns. At the same time, there are carriages.


    Some people walk in the street in luxurious Qin clothes, while others wear linen clothes.


    Advanced and backward, modern and classical, all kinds of different charm are intertwined, forming an extremely strong sense of visual conflict.


    "Great, great." Conan pulled his collar with trembling fingers. Combined with the previous on-site communication, he reacted that this is Xianyang. "In such a short time, Daqin has been transformed into this."


    "Indeed," Tony Stark recovered after a brief shock. He nodded deeply. "If this Xianyang city were placed in our time, I''m afraid it would attract millions of people to visit every year?"


    "I have no problem with anything else," said masata Gangji with a tangled face. "But what''s the matter with the subway? I see suspended subway tracks in the air, and those subways... Are made of wood. Really they won''t be scattered halfway?"


    Although his performance was not very good, he also felt that the scene in front of him was beyond common sense.


    "Have you forgotten that there are real immortals in my world in ancient times?" Ying Zheng glanced at the people present inexplicably.


    A short quiet, many people suddenly realized.


    Indeed, Ying Zheng has now become the spokesman of heaven. He can trace back to ancient times and know the secrets of those gods and demons in ancient times.


    The strange magic of ancient gods and demons, combined with various high technologies provided by tonistark... This has created the strange scenery of Xianyang city.


    The real phantom picture is still circulating, showing the situation of Xianyang City in an all-round way.


    "My God, what''s that?" Weber looked at the mechanism people made of wood and steel walking on the roadside. They picked up the garbage on the ground and stuffed it into the garbage can on the roadside, gulping and swallowing.


    "The mechanism skills of the Mohist school are combined with some special spells of the ancient demon period, as well as the high-tech provided by Mr. stark." Ying Zheng glanced at Weber and said casually, "there''s nothing to be shocked. They were not made as environmental protection robots at first, but as the local defense force of Xianyang city!"


    "I Daqin have created 3000 people with the goal of casting 100000. Now only these 3000 people can defeat 300000 troops. When I cast 100000, the world is as stable as Mount Tai, I can expand the world and build my Daqin empire... I want my Daqin land, and the sun will never set."


    Ying Zheng paused and smiled, "but there is no place for them to fight... So let them maintain the environment first."


    "The sun never sets, the Empire." Xiaoyu opened her mouth, looking forward and subtle.


    "It''s like something you can do," Tony Stark sighed after a long silence. "Forget it, it''s a matter of another world, and it doesn''t have much to do with me."


    Although there are some subtleties in his heart, Tony Stark has long been ready. But then he found another thing, his look slightly changed, "wait... Now he has made 3000 mechanism people?"


    He doesn''t have 3000 iron man armor.


    "What''s the problem?" Ying Zheng looked at Tony Stark strangely.


    After a brief silence, Tony Stark shook his head. "No problem... You continue."


    "That''s it. What else can we continue?" Ying Zheng refused to comment.


    "By the way," Huang Rong suddenly thought of something and looked at Song que with sparkling eyes, "Mr. Tiandao, I have successfully implemented the first phase plan in my world, showing my unparalleled power... And I have basically subdued the Empire."


    "Although there are many literary ministers in the Song Dynasty who don''t agree with me... It doesn''t matter. All these things are left to my father... He is omnipotent." Huang Rong said with pride.


    Poison Island Yazi thought of Huang Yaoshi''s righteousness and evil, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He felt that Da song had some trouble


    With such a pair of ancient spirits and monsters on the stall, but with overwhelming power, the great song really had blood luck for eight generations.


    Zhang Sanfeng''s face was calm, and he had no mood swings.


    What does song have to do with him? Without Huang Rong''s action, the Song Dynasty would be destroyed by the Yuan Dynasty in the end. Finally, in those decades, it would become a hell on earth and the people could not make a living?


    From the perspective of the world, the change of the previous dynasty is nothing.


    "Although it''s really amazing... But what do these things have to do with me?" Song Ke suddenly opened his mouth after a long silence.