Chapter 1354: 746: The Tycoon Does Whatever He Wants

Chapter 1354: Chapter 746: The Tycoon Does Whatever He Wants

He had never been so embarrassed before.

The Chen Clan painter said coldly to the brigade commander, “He’s out of tricks. Even with the nine remaining paintings, he’s not a threat against a fully structured army group. Accelerate forward, find him, kill him!”

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At this moment, Qing Chen woke up.

He had only slept for two short hours before coming to check on Entrance 4, unable to rest easy.

Qing Chen admitted that he was just a born workaholic, unless the world achieves peace; otherwise, he simply can’t take it easy.

Arriving at Entrance 4, he curiously asked, “How many enemies have been killed?”

Da Yu sat cross-legged on the ground with an arrogant expression, “Fifteen hundred.”

Qing Chen was silent for two seconds, “Just that many?”

Da Yu opened his eyes angrily, “What kind of nonsense are you talking? In two hours, wiping out a field regiment already equals the combat strength of a brigade!”

In general, it takes triple the number of soldiers to achieve the complete destruction of an enemy quickly.

So Da Yu prided himself on being equivalent to a brigade’s strength, which is indeed accurate, and the strength of a brigade is the measure of a Demigod.

Looking at Da Yu’s expression, which regained its arrogance, Qing Chen suddenly said, “You’ve had enough time to summon two waves of artistic A-Class Gods. Forty-eight A-Class Gods wiping out a regiment is indeed…a bit slow. I meant no offense; I just want to discuss combat strategies with you to see if there’s any room for improvement.”

Da Yu suppressed his anger, “You must eat one bite at a time, and kill enemies one by one. Although the Gods in the paintings are powerful, they lack group-killing capabilities.”

Qing Chen was taken aback, “Are you using the Gods in the paintings to kill enemies one by one?”

“What else?” Da Yu retorted.

“Why don’t you draw Gods with special abilities, like Fire God Zhu Rong, Water God Gonggong, or Thor?”

Zard chuckled and said, “Draw a Thanos, snap a finger.”

Da Yu raised his voice, “That’s not part of the system, okay?! Also, artistic creations with special abilities require a Demigod. Otherwise, even if you draw special creatures like the Three-legged Golden Crow, its flames are short-lived and, unless targeted at someone like Zard, are of little use with limited combat endurance.”

“Got it,” Qing Chen said, “Wait a minute, in the safe house… doesn’t the Fire Pit have a stockpile of weapons? I saw them, the military equipment in those wooden boxes is enough to equip a brigade’s strength with automatic rifles, not to mention there’s a bunch of grenades, and even six Gatlings. Why don’t you make use of those?”

The Grand Elder was immediately surprised.

Da Yu was also immediately surprised.

Da Yu’s tone, which had just toughened up, weakened again, “Which Gods use modern weapons anyway…”

Qing Chen couldn’t help but laugh.

If you hadn’t thought of it, just say you hadn’t thought of it.

Da Yu isn’t a rigid person. Even when drawing, he chooses the most efficient method, so how can he disdain weaponry?

Qing Chen said to the Grand Elder, “Grand Elder, could you please make a trip and bring those weapons over? Zard, Martial Uncle, you guys go too; there’s strength in numbers, so start with the heavy firepower. You grab an AK; I’ll grab a Raif; we’ll make it big and strong, and achieve even greater glory.”

The Grand Elder wasn’t pretentious, realizing that everyone was fighting for the Fire Pit. If the Fire Pit was gone, what use would these weapons have?

As one box of weapons after another was transported over, the CD for the Death Shroud was also ready to use again.

Da Yu resummoned twenty-four A-Class Gods, six Uncle Li Dongs each holding a Gatling, with a grenade in each pocket of their exercise suits.

Nine Goddesses held flamethrowers suspended in mid-air.

Nine Exorcist King Kongs didn’t even use their Demon-Subduing Pestles, tossing them aside, and swapped them for automatic rifles, with several high-energy bombs hanging on their arms.

Each transformed into a Gatling Bodhisattva and High-energy bomb Bodhisattva.

It looked freaking terrifying.

Even someone as ‘pragmatic’ as Da Yu frowned at the new appearance of the Gods, “This looks too bizarre…”

Qing Chen asked, “Just tell me, is it effective?”

“Effective is effective…”

The Grand Elder remarked from the side, “When it comes to innovative maneuvers, you still have to look at the Knights… Back when Chen Xuanwu of the Chen Clan could have done this, the Federation might’ve taken on the Chen name.”

Before Qing Chen woke up, the Grand Elder watched Da Yu exploit loopholes and was already quite shocked.

After Qing Chen woke up, it was ridiculously absurd!

Qing Chen said to Da Yu, “Why don’t you just draw the Gatlings next time and save on ammunition and firepower?”

Da Yu replied with a toothache, “Can’t materialize it!”

“Forget it then,” Qing Chen said, regretfully, “Let’s move! Teach the Chen Corporation’s army a lesson; and it conveniently helps the Family Head weaken Chen Yu.”

In the next moment, six Uncle Li Dongs, wielding Gatlings, dashed out of the Water Curtain Cave, followed closely by the other Gods.

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Chen’s Field Brigade advanced rapidly northwards, following the trail, quickly pursuing Entrance 4.

The brigade commander asked the Chen Clan painter beside him, “Are you sure he only has nine paintings left?”

The Chen Clan painter hesitantly nodded, “Although I didn’t see him use up the paintings, you understand how long it takes to create one.”

Even if painting takes two months per piece, forty-eight paintings would take eight years.

If it takes three months per piece, it would take 12 years.

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