1522: C1522 Power Word Skill

C1522 Power Word Skill

The word 'meet' has yet to come out of his mouth.

Ye Fan's figure suddenly moved.

His eyes flickered as he yelled out in front of the crowd.

"Come out, textile machine!"

He heard the shout.

Tian Yu was extremely excited.

"It's here, it's here. The time to slap my face has finally come."

"Sister, what did you say just now? What did Ye Fan and I do from now on?"

"Er..."

Tianyang thought for a while and decided to stop talking. He decided to wait until Ye Fan finished weaving.

"It's fine. I am looking forward to his performance."

"Oh, right away."

...

Ye Fan's eyes focused, and he waved his hand.

A few huge machines appeared in front of them. There were all kinds of complicated parts hidden in them, making them look very solemn.

"Wow, what is this?"

"It's actually so big. What does Ye Fan want to do?"

"I don't know, but I heard him shout just now. It seems to be some kind of textile machine."

"It can't be, right? This thing can weave?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Ye Fan began to enter the textile program. He categorized all kinds of materials and placed them into the machine one by one.

"Rumble!"

The machine began to operate.

The steps of cotton production and spindling began at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In a short ten minutes, an exquisite piece of cloth appeared in front of everyone.

He did not stop moving.

He continued to operate it step by step, becoming more and more skilled, and his movements also became faster and faster.

In less than an hour, the one hundred pieces of cloth had been completed.

Ye Fan clapped his hands. "These pieces of cloth should be enough to win, right?"

"Huh? Why aren't you guys talking?"

How could they have anything to say?

They widened their eyes, wishing that their eyeballs would pop out of their sockets.

What was going on?

In just an hour, he had created a hundred pieces of cloth?

This was even more efficient than dozens of people working for a day.

Their line of sight shifted.

They found that Xiaolan was still weaving passionately. The loom was about to be stepped on and smoke was coming out, but the speed of the cloth was still a little bit.

Because she was too focused, she still did not know that she had already lost.

"Xiaolan, stop spinning."

"Don't stop me. I have to beat him." Xiaolan wiped the sweat off her forehead.

"Take a look at the cloth that Ye Fan is spinning."

"Hmm? Did he spin it?"

Xiaolan finally stopped what she was doing and gave him a sideways glance.

Holy sh * t.

What was that?

A small hill made of cloth.

"Who brought the cloth here? What is this?"

Everyone's expressions were ugly.

"We didn't move it. These cloth... were all personally woven by Ye Fan."

"Nonsense. How could they produce so much in such a short period of time..."

Before he could finish his words.

Xiaolan's eyes widened.

Because she could only watch helplessly as a machine beside her was weaving. The speed at which the cloth was being produced was something that she would never be able to match in her entire life.

"This, what's going on? Can someone tell me?"

Another palace maid quickly whispered.

Her expression also became uglier and uglier.

"No, it's impossible! He must have cheated. No machine can come out so quickly. There must be a finished product hidden in his machine, and then he slowly pushed it out."

Everyone was puzzled as well.

Ye Fan smiled. "What is it? You still don't want to admit defeat?"

As he spoke, he took out a ball of cotton and tossed it to a palace maid.

"Come, dye it with any color, as long as you prove that the cloth is this piece of cotton."

The palace maid hesitated for a moment and silently dyed it with five-colored cotton.

No matter how much cloth Ye Fan prepared, it was impossible to have this kind of cotton that had already been dyed.

"I'll give it to you."

"Alright, everyone watch carefully."

The machine roared again.

Less than five minutes.

A batch of colorful cloth was freshly made, blinding everyone's eyes.

Even Tianyang was stunned.

"This machine is simply unheard of. It is so magical and efficient."

Tian Yu was pleased with himself. "Hehe, this is just a normal operation. Ye Fan has done a lot of amazing things. Oh right, he was the one who invented the sweeping robot I gave you a few days ago."

"It's really magical. I didn't expect him to be a master craftsman. Other than demanding superb refining skills, such an exquisite machine also requires a powerful imagination. This kid is extraordinary." Tianyang praised sincerely.

Tian Yu listened happily from the side.

It was as if these words were praising her.

"That's true. Otherwise, how could it possibly enter my eyes?"

"Yes, sister's request is the highest."

Tian Yang smiled. In his heart, he had acknowledged Ye Fan.

"How about this, Ye Fan helped us weave so many cloth, and our Third Heaven chef will treat him to a meal, how about it?"

"Okay, okay. I haven't eaten the delicacies of Third Heaven for a long time. "

When Xiaolan saw the colorful cloth coming out of the furnace, how could she not realize that she had already lost?

The other party had produced more than a hundred pieces of cloth, but what about her?

Not a single piece was completed.

It was simply lamentable.

"I lost."

She lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Oh right, did you invent these machines? What do you want to do with them?" Xiaolan asked eagerly.

She had the best skills in the entire textile room.

If there were machines in the future, then her advantages would disappear.

She had just seen that the operation of the machine was very simple, even a fool would be able to learn it.

Then her status would drop day by day, no one would be able to admire her anymore.

Ye Fan looked at the room that Tianyang was in and said lightly, "If the textile room does not mind, of course I will give it to you guys."

Great atmosphere.

Tianyang's eyes revealed a touch of excitement.

If they had these machines, they would no longer have to worry about making cloth in the future.

As expected.

Tears streamed down Xiaolan's face.

He really gave the machine to the textile room.

Ye Fan couldn't bear to see her like this.

"Don't cry. It's fine even if you lose once. Besides, isn't your advantage in making clothes? These machines can only weave fabric. "

That's right.

Xiaolan felt much better.

No matter how many people there were, even if there were no one to make clothes, it would still be useless.

The most important thing was to make clothes.

She was just about to open her mouth and say thank you.

Ye Fan said again, "Next, I want to introduce the function to everyone. It is to make clothes automatically."

He put the woven cloth on the machine.

The machine had already put in some Huaxia style innovative clothes, as well as some ancient Han clothing. There were more than a hundred styles.

The machine operated again, continuously processing the cloth.

Measuring ruler, trimming, sewing, making clothes.

A few steps were done in an orderly manner.

A piece of clothing was completed within ten minutes.

He saw a nearly perfect piece of clothing.

Tears welled up in Xiaolan's eyes once again.

What did he mean?

Weren't you trying to comfort me just now?

You even found an advantage for me.

Why did you start slapping me in the face in the blink of an eye?

It's over.

I don't even have the advantage of making clothes.

Bad guy, bad guy.

Xiaolan was speechless from being bullied. She just wanted to find a place to cry crazily.

"Hahaha!"

Tian Yu burst into laughter when she saw this.

"Ye Fan is too naughty. Why are you bullying her?"

Tian Yang said angrily, "She knows that he is bad, but you still let Xiaolan bet with him. This time, she will be sad to death."

"It's fine. Xiaolan has no grudges with Ye Fan. She will even give him a mantra magic skill. Ye Fan should only tease her. He won't really hurt her."

The next moment.

Ye Fan smiled. "Alright, stop crying! I'll tell you the weakness of a machine."

Hmm?

Is there a flaw in a machine?

Lan suddenly became spirited.

But when she saw Ye Fan's cunning smile, she felt weak in her heart.

"Are you really going to tell me?"

"Of course. The people of the Heavenly Court won't lie to the people of the Heavenly Court. Come over here."

Xiaolan stuck her ear over to try it out.

"Actually, there are no flaws in the machine, hahaha."

"You..."

Xiaolan pointed at Ye Fan and stomped her feet in anger.

She was about to scold him.

Ye Fan changed the topic.

"Actually, the weakness of these machines is that they can't be refined. They are suitable for mass production and not for private customization."

"Look, some clothes have threads on them, and the cloth is not as delicate as the ones you handmade."

Everyone was attracted by the huge amount of cloth.

They really didn't care about the quality of the fabric.

Many people picked up the cloth and started to look at it.

"It's true, this cloth is a bit rough, similar to the quality of our clothes"

"Right, it's alright to give it to some little deities, but if it's given to Jade Emperor and the other great deities, it won't be of the same grade."

"The same goes for the clothes. There are flaws in the sewing, so it's impossible for them to be worn by the great deities of the imperial court."

...

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiaolan. "Do you believe me this time? I win in speed, and you win in quality."

"The high-end customization still depends on you. The machine is only for you to use when you are rushing to work."2

"Besides, isn't it your usual pleasure to make clothes every day? Why do you have to be so slow? "

These comforting words made Xiaolan feel really good.

She pouted her small mouth and said, "Hmph, you're the one who said all the good things. You're really amazing."

"It's alright. Anyway, as long as you can complete the mission perfectly, that's fine, right? Fairy Tianyang?"

There was no reply from the room inside.

However, a ray of golden light shone down from above Ye Fan's head. Obviously, she had already acknowledged Ye Fan's words.

"Thank you, boss, for the tip. I have some instructions on how to use it here. You can just learn it according to the instructions on it."

Ye Fan smiled and whispered to Xiaolan.

"I believe that with your intelligence, you will be the first one to learn it. I think you will be the first one to learn it."

"Also, I have an exquisite version of the user manual here. I will give it to you alone. Don't let me down."

"I hate it."

Xiaolan's face turned red, and her heart was filled with joy.

She didn't expect Ye Fan to give her such a high evaluation.

He even treated her so well, and gave her a special treatment.

Of course, she wouldn't be stingy either.

"You lower your head and come over, I'll give you the Power Word skill"

"Okay"

Xiaolan pointed between Ye Fan's eyebrows.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, an obscure and difficult incantation appeared in his mind.

This mantra was called the World of Pure Arts. It could summon immortals such as Earth, Dragon King, Kitchen King, and so on. Sun Wukong had used this technique when he was traveling west...

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