The next morning, the guards standing guard at the city gate of the area No. 3 were all a little surprised.

"You have one, too?"

"Red envelope? Do you have it too?"

"How many?"

"You talk first."

Because each of them received a red envelope from Zion progressivers, which was sent in the early morning, and it came a bit suddenly and strange.

Although many strange things flowed into Gate No. 3 last night, there was no battle or riot. They didn't shoot a shot. They just stood guard all night as usual, and it was quite satisfying to receive a red envelope for some reason.

“My 666.”

"Me too."

"Good, so generous..."

Although Zion's economic level is much higher than that of the lighthouse, normally, the city gate guards do not need to obtain formal warrior qualifications like law enforcement officers.

Their basic salary is about 150 yuan, and an additional 12 yuan per night shift is a subsidy, and a day shift is 2 yuan.

The full calculation is only more than 300 yuan per month.

This salary is really not low, even if it is in Zion, it will still have a high salary.

Now the Zion progressors actually sent them a red envelope of 666 directly, which was equivalent to giving them two months of salary in vain. This cannot be said by simple Hao...

"MUA! Haha, I'm rich, I don't even know the money." A guard kissed the red envelope excitedly.

"Don't worry, I'll tell her when I look back."

"Get out."

The guards received the red envelope, and the criticism last night was almost wiped out. After all, there is no real real money for the bragging of things like painting cakes.

Everyone is adults, so this kind of thing can still be distinguished.

In Guangming Soap Factory, Xia Libo was holding a small paper package uneasy.

This thing looks very shallow, but as a mark hunter, warlock, and researcher of Guyinduo, he can certainly feel the energy contained in it.

He carefully pushed open the paper package, revealing the blue rounded corners inside.

After carefully experiencing the energy here, Xia Libo praised:

"It's so incredible that such a big piece... Oh, there are words engraved on it?"

"Well, it's called light, and this will be our first step towards light."

"So that's it. It's really better to make it rounded corners than small squares, and it's much smoother to pick it up. It's a very good design."

Xu Le's mouth twitched, making this thing into the shape of this soap, purely for selling it!

In the future, Xu Le will be sold in pieces and grinding it into an oval shape, which will save a lot more than a square one!

Not to mention the harm, these are the crystallization of modern people's wisdom, and the shape of soap is not the same.

"Doctor Xia also thinks this design is very good, so I feel relieved. This oval shape was indeed something I had been struggling with for a long time before I decided.

But I think this shape is still flawed, so I'm going to make a decisive effort to improve it."

When Xia Libo heard Xu Le say this, he was also a little curious:

"Add to improve? I think this shape is already very good. Is there anything better?"

Xu Le picked up the soap, oh no, it was Guyinduo energy block, and gestured in his hand. He didn't know if Xia Libo could see it, but he did it anyway.

"Doctor Xia, you see, the position in the middle of this thing is the same as the width of both sides, and this form is actually inconvenient to grasp.

I'm going to cut off part of the middle position and make it narrower and form a bone-like shape, so it's easy to hold."

Xia Libo nodded slightly as he heard Xu Le's description, but he suddenly questioned:

"But the energy in this energy block is so rich that it shouldn't be loaded at a fixed position? Why do you need to use your hands to hold it?"

Xu Le:...

Because people in their previous lives used their hands to make soap, isn’t this normal?

"Doctor Xia, you also know that warlocks are the main force of the entire society, right?"

"Well, does this have anything to do with the warlock?"

"Of course, this kind of energy will be handed over to warlocks in the future. At that time, they will hold this with their hands. Wouldn't it be useful?"

"This is OK? But if the middle is reduced, the energy block body will be reduced a lot."

Although Xia Libo doesn’t understand marketing and sales very well, he still understands the most basic principles.

Isn’t this bone-shaped soap model that has a slimming belly just the material?

Xu Le narrowed his eyes:

"Doctor Xia, you don't want Guangming Soap Factory to continue to develop, right?"

Xia Libo:...

"Okay, I get it."

That night, Xu Le and his friends harvested 9 pieces of "soap", all of which were derived from ancient voice psychic energy and strange life energy.

Although there are not many, its value and energy carrying capacity cannot be compared with Yueshi.

Therefore, after leaving Xia Libo, Secretary Liu and others as guards, Xu Le once again embarked on the road to Zion progressers.

Standing at the door of the Zion Progressors Building, Xu Le looked at the suitcase in his hand.

"I feel like I'm not going to report on my work, but to do some kind of terrible underworld transaction..."

...

When he arrived at the Zion Progressors Building, Xu Le found Li Wen very quietly.

After opening the door, Li Wen asked Xu Le to go in. Only then did he realize that there were a few more people in Li Wen's office today.

An old man, a woman, and a tattooed face, like a mercenary in Tianrui Lifeng.

Such a person always feels strange when he appears in Li Wen's office. After all, Li Wen is a big shot of Zion's progressives, and a truly tall and noble existence.

"Minister Li Wen, I'm here."

"Yeah, it's OK."

Li Wen nodded and once again sighed at Xu Le's intelligence and alertness. After seeing other people, at least he did not call Uncle Li as usual.

This is actually very important, after all, the furnace project absorbs too many resources.

If these people know that Xu Le and Li Wen are not purely subordinate, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble.

"Have the stuff brought it?"

“Bringed.”

Xu Le nodded and placed the suitcase on the table.

Then press the password, open the box, and push it over.

"This is our new product of Guangming Soap Factory, Guangming brand soap."

When he heard the Guangming brand soap, Li Wen tilted his head. Although the name was a little simpler, he thought it was good and the meaning was quite good.

"Maybe this thing is good? What do you think?"

The old man sitting beside him spoke first:

"It looks just a plain thing, I don't know what you're expecting."

After the old man finished speaking, he lit a cigarette for himself. His face was covered with old man spots and he was trembling when he spoke. Xu Le was afraid that he would not get bored in one breath.

After he finished speaking, Li Wen then introduced his identity:

"Mr. Moen, one of the nine members of Congress."

"Uh, hello, Mr. Moen." Xu Le nodded politely.

"You don't have to be so polite, I'm not familiar with you at all."

Obviously, this Moen is not a good character to talk to, and it looks very difficult to talk to.

But Li Wen said at this time:

"You don't have to care about the idea of ​​the old man Moen. He will abdicate immediately after the change of leadership. By then, he will be a bad old man and no longer be the city lord."

"Li Wen, you are a cub, how much money do you owe me?"

"Ha, hurry up and put it in the soil. If you put it in the soil, I don't have to pay it back."

The conversation between Li Wen and Moen made Xu Le a little stunned. The relationship between the two seemed not that simple, and it could even be said to be very close, otherwise they would not have said such words.

But this way of speaking is a bit sarcastic.

"Okay, Xu Le, let me introduce you to you again. This is Ms. Archie, Mr. Good, they... are all members of Congress."
To be continued...