Snap!" With a light snap of his fingers, the lights in the room came on. Liu Chong sat at his computer desk, looking at the messages in the 2D model group.
"Leo, a friend of mine wants a Gundam model. Is there any way I can help him?"
"Kai, you really don't trust Leo. There are more than one or two people who make models. Just say no!"
"Yes, Leo's technique is the best I've ever seen. Kai, this isn't your first time. Why would you ask such a stupid question?"
"Oh, wait till I finish, I'm going to have a big one this time!"
"This friend has recently become obsessed with Mobile Suit Gundam, and he's rich. He wants a large, all-metal model to put in his private collection villa!"
"Hey, Kai, you know such a rich man!"
"Kai, let's be friends!"
I watched helplessly as the topic in the group gradually became distorted.
"@kai How big does he want it?" Liu Chong also replied directly in the group.
"Leo is out!!"
"Mr. Leo, would you like to accept a disciple?"
"Leo, there's an offline meetup this weekend. Come out and have some fun. I'll cover all the expenses!"
"Leo, you..."
As soon as Liu Chong came online, he attracted a lot of people and immediately attracted everyone's attention to him. There were only about twenty people in this group, basically all of them were second-hand dealers in the model industry, and there were also a few wealthy metal model enthusiasts, but they rarely showed up.
'Everyone, please be quiet. How about I just bring that friend in? @Leo'
'Sure, it seems like this is a really big order, you're not even daring to quote, hehe! @kai'
Liu Chong replied with a smile, and soon, a person named Harry entered the group chat.
'Welcome, welcome!'
'Welcome to join us! ! '
"Hello, sir!"
'...'
The people in the group are all smart people. They rely on these rich people. Of course, they are crazy about showing their goodwill when they appear. In any case, it is good to get to know them, in case you have a chance to meet them in the future!
Kai is not someone who jokes around so easily. When it comes to money, everyone knows the truth. He would never play tricks on everyone on this issue unless he really wants to quit.
"I heard from Kai that there's a master here who's really good at making models. Is that true?"
'Of course, Leo is very good. He has produced more than 100 different metal models. Each one is a classic. The price in the circle has increased several times. @Harry'
'Leo is the best model maker I've ever seen, and the price is very fair. Fortunately, the production volume is not large, otherwise other model makers would have no job, @Harry'
"@Harry, this group is basically where all the elite models in New York gather. Feel free to contact us if you need anything. As long as you have money, we're not limited to models! !"
Liu Chong looked at the lively group messages, smiled and shook his head, "@Harry, what kind of model do you want? But let me tell you, a full metal model over one meter tall is already very large, and it will require a truck to transport it."
"Really? I want someone taller than me!" Harry replied in the group.
"A full-metal statue that's as tall as a person would weigh over a thousand pounds. Think about it carefully. Why not make it wooden inside and gold-plated outside!" someone advised.
'No, I want a full metal one, and I want one that's 1.3 meters tall! @Leo'
"Is it all metal? One meter three, it's not cheap, how big are you!" Harry" Only Liu Chong dared to ask this.
'How much? I'm already eight years old!'
Liu Chong was speechless for a moment. An eight-year-old kid wanted a 1.3-meter-tall all-metal model.
Are you kidding?
'@kai?'
"Leo, uh, he can afford it," Kai replied quickly.
'How much is it? @Leo'
"About fifty thousand US dollars, @Harry." Liu Chong thought about it, included the five thousand commission for Kai, and gave a reasonable price according to the market.
"Oh, I thought it would cost more than 100,000. I almost thought my pocket money was not enough. 50,000 is not expensive! When can it be completed?" Harry said casually.
'...'
'...'
A series of exclamation marks popped up. Is this the world of the rich? Is fifty thousand dollars just pocket money for an eight-year-old child?
Liu Chong was also startled, but still said calmly, "Okay, give Kai half of the deposit first, and then send me the model style you want. I will make some preparations first."
After saying that, he pushed the computer open, glanced at the few remaining iron bars on the shelf in the room, and turned to walk towards the garage.
That was his studio, which was specially arranged for Liu Chong by Jenny and George.
Aunt Mei has been sent back by Aunt Jenny. It's only two blocks away, just a dozen minutes' walk.
Liu Chong entered the garage alone and closed the door casually, which turned it into a closed space. This was also Liu Chong's favorite state. He arranged everything here by himself. The bright light bulbs and countless metal accessories around gave him a great sense of security.
He sat down in his work chair and casually summoned a few pieces of silver metal, which flew onto the workbench.
"Last time in Manhattan, I forgot to collect all the knives, so I have to make them again!"
Liu Chong's hands were like pinching rubber. Soon, three more shiny flying knives appeared in front of him. He picked them up and gestured with them casually.
He sighed, "Ordinary metal still doesn't work. It's fine against ordinary people, but it can't even break the defense of characters like the Abomination. But high-end metal is also hard to come by. Otherwise, how about going to the military and have a look?"
With a casual throw, the three throwing knives automatically flew back into the knife bag on their calves.
Liu Chong pointed out the metal wires, metal rods, and joint protection devices one by one.
The metal in front of him changed so quickly. Within a minute, a small piece of metal turned into a roll of metal wire with a diameter of only one millimeter and flew into Liu Chong's waist pocket.
One of the pieces of metal turned into two metal rods no more than one centimeter thick and was placed aside along with several auxiliary devices.
Liu Chong kept complaining, "I really want to know what adamantium and vibranium taste like. I must go to Wakanda if I have the chance. It must be great there!" As he spoke, he began to drool over those metals again.
In fact, Liu Chong also understood that with his current fifty points of control, he already had absolute control over most metals.
But for those more advanced metals, even if they were placed in front of him, he might not be able to completely control them and make them deform.
As he spoke, Liu Chong's eyes lit up. He came to his small warehouse and pulled out a small box from the bottom. Inside was a metal block that was only five centimeters in diameter, but it was shining.
Gold titanium alloy!
The last time an ordinary vehicle passed by Liu Chong, he immediately felt that there were more than a hundred pieces of such high-quality metal in it. Liu Chong, drooling, secretly followed it all the way, and finally when he got out of the car to transport it, he pulled out three pieces of gold-titanium alloy.
The two flying knives that were transformed have been dedicated to the Abomination and disappeared without a trace, but this time, there is no plan to make this piece of metal into a tool.
"How about trying out my new ability? My defense is too weak. If I don't take care of it one day, an ice bullet could kill me!" Liu Chong looked at the shiny metal in his hand, his eyes sparkling.
He gathered the gold-titanium alloy together with his hands and began to absorb it directly. A wonderful energy flowed out from his mind, gathering the golden light emitted by the gold-titanium alloy.
A layer of wonderful light film attached to Liu Chong's skin and slowly penetrated into it.
'Reinforcement: Golden Eyes (54%), Copper Skin (4%), Steel Bars (0%), Iron Bones (0%)'
Among them, the copper skin item began to grow slowly, 5%, 6%, 7% and then rose to 8%.
The golden light all over his body gradually converged, and the shiny metal block in his hand also became dim and shrank a bit. When he threw it into the trash can, it broke into seven or eight pieces, and it no longer looked like metal.
I pinched my little face and it seemed to be a little tougher.
Ding Dong! The phone on the table rang. It was a bank message alert about $25,000 arriving in my account, along with a picture of a handsome Gundam holding a gun.
"Leo, the money has been transferred to you. I'll just take 3,000 this time. By the way, the buyer this time is the son of the chairman of the Osborne Group. I had a hard time getting in touch with this person. Please don't mess it up!"
Looking at the message from Kai, he smiled and flicked his wrist, "One meter three! Looks like I'll have to put in some effort tonight!"
What? You mean the students' homework?
Stop joking, fourth graders are still learning addition and subtraction. Only America can do that!