Chapter 109: Metal for Eating

  Ever since he had his own name, "Ri" walked with a majestic gait, as if he were a miniature version of a powerful being.

  Now, even when it calls itself "Apollo", a big "" character will appear in Chen Yi's mind, and then he will laugh with his head thrown back.

  The little lizard was still unaware, still rubbing back and forth in the pile of 'female' births - it had been warned not to transform outside of commands, given the power of the summoning ring's spell array, this command was very binding.

  However, the color-changing dragon itself is already a strange creature.

  Girls like to wear flowery green clothes, watching the sun move around on their bodies, sometimes turning red, sometimes black, and sometimes half red and half black. Every time this happens, they gather there laughing and use their little fingers to tease the puffed up cheeks of small lizards.

  There's still a little girl in the finance class who can stir up trouble, so she puts on a long dress with a gradient color, letting the small lizard crawl from her shoulder to her ankle, passing through many tender parts such as her chest, waist, abdomen, lower abdomen, and inner thigh. The excited little lizard keeps shouting at Chen Yi: "What a pity you can't taste it, what a pity you can't taste it."

  This unhealthy mindset, heaven knows where it was learned from.

  Maybe it's TV, maybe it's genetic?

  Unfortunately, there are occasionally mages who go into battle with their phantom dragons, and it's rare to meet one or two 'women' by their side. Coincidentally meeting them, they would probably be too shy to speak up - people like the Holy Knight Glendower, how could they say to others that my mount is a pervert?

  It's better to just kill and bury him directly.

  Wednesday, again political economics.

  Chen Yi and Han Jie sat in the middle of the back row, with pancakes and coffee in front of them, eating and chatting.

  To his right was a senior from the same dorm but different grade, playing with a colored dragon on her thigh.

  Snow-white thighs, tender like tofu, almost bare in front of Chen Yi, head slightly lowered, black underwear can't hide.

  This is not playing with a chameleon, it's clearly trying to play with Chen Yi.

  Unfortunately, her information was both timely and insufficiently timely.

  Han Jie was right next to him, and before Chen Yi learned to be completely reckless, he had to have some consideration. So throughout the class, he was focused on his nose, eyes on his nose, fully demonstrating his diligent 'spirit', and even answered a question from the professor.

  Lei Gong nodded in approval, he was deeply impressed with this student. Among undergraduates, those who were worth his spending 5 minutes talking to alone could be counted on one hand in a semester. Now, although it was obvious that there were two beautiful girls by his side, didn't the fact that he listened attentively to the lesson prove that he had a single-minded pursuit of learning?

  As for the others, it can only be explained by their personal charm.

  Lei Gongbi even drew a black line through Chen Yi's name on the attendance sheet. His familiar students all knew that it was an examination permit.

  Eating pancakes, drinking coffee, beautiful women accompanying you to class, it feels like being a leader - making yourself comfortable and others suffer.

  The boys in the same class shouted injustice, while the girls complained that students from other classes were occupying their own resources. Cai Qinghua was particularly indignant. With his excellent qualities in all aspects, he had never encountered a situation where beautiful girls chased after him before. Why did Chen Yi always pretend to be cool and have girls from other classes, even other colleges, come running after him?

  He should not have time to know beautiful women anyway

  Yen looked at him calmly and said: The Chen Group is worth tens of billions, how long did you graduate, can you become a manager in the Chen Group?

  Cai Qinghua didn't utter another word.

  Indeed, if the Chen Group cannot hold on, even if Chen Zhongguo returns to power and rebuilds a 100 billion group, it will still take ten or twenty years. Whether Chen Zongyu has such 'energy' and grandeur remains to be seen.

  Now the Chen Group, once it has repaid the bank's short-term loan, will have a solid foundation. After that, unless something unexpected happens, even if some branches and leaves are lost and development is slower, it won't be life-threatening.

  The beautiful 'girl' sitting next to Chen Yi is using LV and wearing Gucci, obviously a rich family's daughter, who knows if she isn't here with the encouragement and support of her family to hook a golden turtle son-in-law.

  Looking at the beautiful senior who could make herself struggle 10 years less, Cai Qinghua left the classroom with a disappointed twist of her hips, her indignation almost reaching its peak.

  He racked his brains, thinking of a move that would make Chen Yi uncomfortable, but he couldn't think of anything - his class position was not taken seriously by others; the student union's work was not supported by the counselor, and no value could be played at all; his personal martial arts skills were also pitifully small, and verbal 'sexual' attacks would likely be surrounded by a group of 'female' students.

  The more he couldn't think of it, the more uncomfortable Cai Qinghua became, so he had to try even harder.

  Until the end of class, he was still in a 'fine' state of mind.

  The little lizard comfortably crawled out of its 'meat' nest, exclaiming: "It's too comfortable, I'm so cool."

  "Vulgar." Chen Yi Quan pretended he hadn't heard it, closed his eyes and let him continue.

  The self-proclaimed "Apollo" under the Phantom Dragon Pavilion obviously had a strong dislike for rough palms.

  Chen Yi was also very dissatisfied with his "sneaky" behavior.

  In the evening, Chen's classmate dragged it by its tail into the garage and forced it to eat a tire.

  Pika's tires, including the wheels, weigh dozens of pounds.

  Forced to eat a quarter of it, the little lizard changed color and cried.

  It ate while howling: "I'm still young, suitable for eating metal... I'm still young, suitable for eating metal... I don't want to eat rubber..."

  "Who gave you bananas?" Chen Yi's face turned black, and he kicked it with his foot, making a "Dong" sound, like a bell ringing.

  The little lizard changed color and let out a "puff" sound, its butt was blown up by the strong airflow.

  A thick smell of rust and burnt rubber hung in the air inside the garage.

  Chen Yi couldn't help but cover her nose.

  Apollo said with a hint of embarrassment: "I just ate and it hasn't been digested yet."

  "Hurry up and eat." Chen Yi hummed twice, one hand covering his nose, one foot raised to look at it, while the other hand went to turn on the air purifier, as if performing a juggling act.

  The soft leather sole of the shoe is almost falling apart, if it weren't for my own qualified footwork, I would have bruised my toes by now.

  There was a pet ring on his hand, and the small lizard had to obey his direct command, so it could only continue to bury its head in the dark tire, gnawing hard.

  After a while, she started crying again and shouted: "I can't eat anymore."

  "Eat."

  The color-changing dragon had no choice but to lower its head, and after a while, it turned over again with its belly up, howling: "Bring some metal for dessert."

  Chen Yi's face was covered in sweat as he said, "What is this metal that can be eaten with rice?"

  Little lizard's eyes were brimming with tears, puffed out his cheeks and said: "Pure, pure metal is fine. Rubber, so bitter."

  "Isn't a car just made of steel?"

  "It's bitter with carbon."

  It's no wonder that the lizard, which was trampled by female students in college, has learned about elements. Or it can be said that every day, apart from watching TV, it mainly focuses on this aspect of knowledge.

  Chen Yi glanced at the garage door, a quiet independent district in front of the school. He tossed the small lizard onto the pickup truck's cargo bed and said, "I'll go get some metal for your dinner, when I come back, you have to eat another 100 pounds."

  No matter how you say it, it sounds strange.

  "Thirty catties," said the little lizard, puffing out its cheeks.

  "There's no room for bargaining." Chen Yi spoke as he opened the door, saying: "A pickup truck has been eaten up for half a month. You said you've grown up a bit, didn't you? If you don't hurry up, when can you finish?"

  The little lizard lifted its buttocks pitifully and shouted with all its might: "That metal that's a bit heavy."

  "Got it." Chen Yi locked up the garage door with a backhand motion.

  On Earth, creatures like the Wyvern are completely safe from harm, ordinary knives and guns can't kill them.

  If you accidentally lose it, you can use a summoning ring to find it again.

  Those mages who do not go to the battlefield, their favorite is the auxiliary 'sexual' mount - of course, it does not refer to the clever and annoying type like the phantom dragon, which has a special characteristic that is too outstanding.

  The garage is in a newly built residential area, where renovation is underway, and what's least lacking are hardware stores, which always stay open very late.

  The boss was watching TV and saw a customer, enthusiastically pressed the remote control and smiled: "What would you like to order?"

  "Is that coil made of pure copper?"

  "That's a generator." The boss suddenly lost interest, doesn't know his stuff.

  "Two coming. How much?" Chen Yi said as he took out his wallet.

  The boss hesitated and asked: "Rent or buy?"

  Construction companies within the district occasionally use generators, but except for larger companies, contractors still prefer to rent them.

  Chen Yi blinked his eyes and said honestly: "Buy."

  "3,600 for one unit, two units will be 7,000 yuan." The other party didn't ask, and the boss didn't mention the model or power, happy to make a small profit.

  A matter of several thousand yuan, Chen Yi thought it was no big deal. The existence of the second generation of officials is not to provide society with opportunities for resource redistribution? If you look at it openly, this has increased social mobility.

  In ancient China, the old landlords would often stash their money in underground vaults, resulting in a frequent shortage of currency in the market. Compared to exploiting tenant farmers, this was even more detestable.

  A 'wasteful' rich man is a good rich man after all.

  A miserly rich man is essentially a social cancer.

  Chen Yi walked around the store, picked up an iron nail and put it down again. The ironware people used every day was not pure iron.

  He finally pointed at the thermometer on the wall and said: "Look at the one with mercury, bring me a few boxes."

  New household thermometers mostly use alcohol instead of mercury, but the latter has the advantage of higher precision, and hardware stores and other places still tend to this type.

  "One stick for 5 yuan, I have... 80 sticks here." The boss absolutely regretted that he had understocked thermometers.

  Chen Yi silently handed over the card and then picked up a generator with one hand, floating away from the hardware store.

  The boss turned around and opened the remote control, watched TV for two minutes, suddenly ran to the place where the engine was placed, with both hands exerting force, and finally managed to lift it up half a meter high.

  He couldn't help but shudder, with a desire to pack up and run away.

  Chen Yi returned to the garage, where Xiao Xi was still eating and crying, like a Mexican restaurant's background music.

  He first threw the coil aside, took out a thermometer and smashed it on the car body, saying: "There's some mercury, see if you like it."

  The little lizard with changing colors flies over like a swallow, leaving behind fragments of shadow in the air.

  Chen Yi raised his head and then lowered it again, and the mercury ball on the ground disappeared.

  "What a waste! The spiritual water will be polluted."

  Chen Yi was taken aback and said, "It's oxidation. You call this spiritual water."

  He pulled out another thermometer.

  "Don't break it, I'll suck it up." The little lizard went to the mouth, opened the glass by itself, and drank the mercury in the thermometer like coconut water. It felt refreshing and its whole body trembled: "Ling Shui, you said that mercury is a basic material for alchemy, and every year, the country of 'Bo'ga would buy a lot from other countries."

  He said with a mixture of expectation and coercion: "Give me 10 kilograms of mercury, let me grow a bit longer, and I can eat this thing in a few days."

  The little lizard's feet were turned upwards, and it had made up its mind that if Chen Yi did not agree, it would roll around on the ground and cry.