I Synthesize Everything in the Wasteland
Chapter 260

Chapter 107

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His words sounded exactly like those of Death, waiting to take lives.

Mercifully give the dying person their final moments to say goodbye.

Song Xiaozhu: "So, nobody knows what will happen if God-Favored takes possession of the Heart of the Creator?"

Fan Cang seriously considered it for a moment. "Wouldn't he go crazy?"

Song Xiaozhu disagreed. "Ordinary people are just weaker in strength, but not in mind."

Fan Cang disagreed. "If you're not mentally weak, why spout lies?"

Song Xiaozhu was too lazy to argue with him anymore. Her time was precious, and with a large sum of Quantum Coin coming in, she needed to hurry up and synthesize them.

Especially the Quantum Anti-Aircraft Cannon, bring out four or five first, preferably enough to blast Fan Cang to smithereens.

Oh, and there are quantum battle vehicles too. As long as there are enough "chips," every villager can have one!

Since Song Xiaozhu couldn't get rid of Fan Cang anyway, she simply started synthesizing the components methodically right in front of him.

Fan Cang was indeed right beside her, holding a mechanical sword, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, watching her "make" things with great interest.

"Your Force is quite potent."

"Unfortunately, it has no combat ability whatsoever."

"When you make things, do you infuse the Force into the materials?"

"Speaking of which, your Force in terms of the Force is quite interesting."

" The Force is probably too thick; I can't see the path from my heart to my hand."

"If you had combat skills, I might not be able to beat you."

"Therefore, talent is important, but choosing the right path is even more important."

"What were you thinking when you awakened? How did you end up with such a childish ability?"

"Were you raised in an ivory tower since you were little? A pampered young lady who knows nothing of the hardships of life, only knowing how to play with toy houses, that's why..."

Presumably certain he could kill Song Xiaozhu, Fan Cang was not wary of her and spoke quite honestly to himself.

Song Xiaozhu remained unmoved by his previous words, but her hand trembled slightly at the last sentence. Fan Cang immediately noticed, blinked, and suddenly asked, "Hey, Song Xiaozhu, your real name isn't Li Siyuan, is it?"

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Song Xiaozhu pretended not to hear and continued with her work.

Fan Cang: "Didn't you say you had amnesia? Maybe you really are that missing young lady from the Han-Tang dynasties."

Li Siyuan's name was unknown in the closed-off Ink City, but once people stepped out of the quarantine zone and entered the Holy City, and learned about the Han-Tang Group, they would naturally hear about the only daughter of that legendary figure.

Li Shihai was assassinated, and the Han-Tang Group split in two.

Li Shijian is now in charge of the old Han-Tang, while Shen Qi, the ruler of the New Han-Tang, split off under the pretext of supporting Li Siyuan.

Li Shijian is Li Shihai's younger brother.

Li Siyuan is Li Shihai's daughter.

In the absence of a will, Li Siyuan should logically inherit the Han-Tang Group.

However, Li Siyuan also disappeared, Li Shijian naturally took control of the Han-Tang Group.

Shen Qi and the others were not convinced. They were determined to find Li Siyuan, even though they knew she was just an innocent and naive "precious daughter," and they still wanted to support her as the new leader.

Song Xiaozhu had already heard about these intricate details.

She had absolutely no interest in the New Han-Tang and didn't want to see Shen Qi at all.

It wasn't that Li Siyuan had any bad memories of Shen Qi, but rather that Song Xiaozhu saw it clearly.

Shen Qi wasn't actually supporting Li Siyuan.

He simply wanted to "hold the young emperor hostage and rule the world."

Song Xiaozhu didn't want to be a puppet doll being watched closely, especially since she had Xiao He. If she really went to the New Han-Tang, she was afraid that every single hair on her head would be used.

Fan Cang: " Li Shihai was assassinated in June, and Li Siyuan disappeared the next day. Some say she was killed by Li Shijian, while others say she was secretly sent away. Look at the date you came to Garbage Mountain, isn't that just right? Besides, your original surname was Li."

Taking a moment from her busy schedule, Song Xiaozhu asked him, "If I am Li Siyuan, how do you explain that the 199th God-Favored was born in Test Site No. 49?"

Fan Cang was taken aback.

Song Xiaozhu: "Or are you finally convinced that I don't have Slaughter Value?"

Finally, she smiled sweetly and said sincerely, "Then, Mr. Fan, shouldn't you fulfill your promise to Boss Mu?"

Fan Cang: "Impossible."

Song Xiaozhu rolled her eyes and gave him a disapproving look, too lazy to talk to him anymore.

Fan Cang, holding the mechanical sword, thought for a long time but still couldn't come up with a solution. He said, "Anyway, once it's light, your name will appear on the list of those God-Favored, and then you'll know who you are."

With Slaughter Value, number 199 is no longer Blank.

Whether the name is Li Siyuan or Song Xiaozhu is irrelevant to Fan Cang.

Whether it's the young lady or Song Xiaozhu.

What he wanted was the Heart of the Creator.

With more than an hour until dawn, Fan Cang was digesting the Heart of the Creator within his body while observing Song Xiaozhu.

She's very busy, always busy.

Song Xiaozhu wasn't working alone; she was leading the entire village, nearly three thousand people, in the effort.

Here are the original residents of Liu Family Village, survivors of Deer Town, scavengers from the community, and the lumberjack that Mu Qing longs for...

The people from these four places, if not completely estranged, certainly disliked each other and would never work together.

Now they are crammed into the not-so-large Liu Family Village, celebrating their recent victory without any distinction between "you" and "me," working together to clear out the spoils from the Three Kills Gang, while sharing some strange and unusual meals.

They called it a " Grand Banquet ".

It was indeed grand and quite generous; it was probably made by Song Xiaozhu.

Song Xiaozhu's personal combat ability is almost zero, but her ability to benefit others is definitely at the highest level.

What's the use?

In this battle for God-Favored, those without martial prowess are lambs to the slaughter. Does she really think that these three thousand ordinary people can stand against the God-Favored?

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