From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia has a secret, a secret that should have allowed him to live a stable life.

There is a ring on his hand that looks like a tattoo. Most people think that it is a mark left when he was young and frivolous, but only Qiao Jia knows that it is something called a 'universal tool box'.

This thing was touched at the bottom of the river when he was fifteen years old when he jumped into the river to save a girl from the same village.

He didn't know the specific origin. At that time, it was placed on the index finger of his left hand, and the thing sank into the skin. The situation was so chaotic that he forgot about it.

When I got home, I was beaten by my mother, and then praised in turn by the village, school, and county committee. Even though I received 2,000 yuan, it didn't make my mother happy.

It wasn't until he was 18 years old that he was accidentally hit by an electric shock while repairing a light bulb at home, and everything changed.

This universal toolbox is truly a versatile tool, a handheld device that includes a microcomputer, detection and analysis module, and manufacturing processor.

This thing is so versatile that it can analyze and adjust the functionality of most standard equipment, including weapons and armor, from a distance.

The most important thing is the processing module, which can recombine recycled materials, quickly print out small three-dimensional objects, and synthesize various materials, from engineering plastics, metals, rare alloys, and even gunpowder.

This allows for in-situ repair and modification of most standard equipment, as well as the reuse of salvaged equipment.

Qiao Jia speculated that this thing might be an efficient tool necessary for humans at other latitudes to colonize extraterrestrials.

To put it bluntly, it's actually nothing. It's just a high-precision 3D printing device with its own microcomputer and recycling and decomposition capabilities.

Qiao Jia, a student who graduated from the Veterinary Medicine Department of the Agricultural College, was able to quickly become a mechanic because of this thing.

It is said that with such a magical gadget, Qiao Jia can live a good life no matter what, as long as he keeps a low profile, and even getting rich is no longer a fantasy.

But his family was too poor, and his parents' illness didn't give him the chance or time at all.

He couldn't do it if he was asked to take his parents from the hospital back to their old house and wait for death in pain.

Even though he knew that being in the hospital was a waste of money, he felt that it was worth it even if he could relieve his parents' pain even a little bit.

So Qiao Jia came to SD, and then got in touch with a group of mine bosses. He used his own tools to make some guns and sold them to them. Later, the stall gradually expanded and he also cooperated with some tribesmen in SD. On the line.

This is the fundamental reason why he not only shouldered millions of dollars in medical expenses for his parents in just three years, but also paid off the family's foreign debts.

He was usually very careful, whether he was going out to collect materials or meeting clients, he was always well-equipped with a headscarf, sunglasses, etc., but in the end he still didn't hide it from Uncle Qing, who he met every day.

Of course, Qiao Jia also wanted to go home, but what could he do when he went home?

All the money was spent, the house in my hometown was sold, and I didn’t even have a place to stay back home.

The universal toolbox is something that cannot be revealed anyway. The environment in Afika is a bit worse, but there is no blind spot surveillance on the streets here, and no one pays attention to what he is doing.

Now that everything has been done, let's just save enough money to at least buy a house for myself and my brother, so that the men of Lao Qiao's family will not be looked down upon when they go out.

Qiao Jia is indeed afraid of poverty!

It's really not a joke to stump a heroic man with just one penny. He never wants to experience the fact that he borrowed money from his brother's family and relatives and was looked down upon again!

Make money, make enough money, make enough money to make yourself comfortable with food and clothing for the rest of your life!

Looking at Uncle Qing's old profile, Qiao Jia was silent for a long time and said: "Uncle Qing, I can't help it. There are some things I don't want to do, but I was forced to that point.

I definitely can't leave, after all, I still have some unfinished business. "

Uncle Qing glanced at Qiao Jia, sighed, and said: "It's all about life, don't think it's bitter!

If you have the chance, you should get away as soon as possible. Why don't you go home and live a good life? "

Uncle Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "Stop fooling around with those mining people. There are a few good people there, especially those foreigners, who have dark hearts."

Qiao Jia nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Uncle Qing, I know what's going on."

Uncle Qing looked at Qiao Jia's dark face, shook his head and said, "As long as you understand in your heart, if you find that something is wrong, return home quickly.

Uncle You worked as a team leader at the construction site these years. Although he didn't make much money, he learned a lot.

Listen to me, with your craftsmanship, you will definitely have a good meal when you go back. "

Qiao Jia didn't say much to Uncle Qing, but nodded perfunctorily.

He really couldn't leave at this moment, because he was introduced to someone from a tribe in the south, and they even paid a deposit.

If he doesn't deliver the goods, he can run away, but the compatriots who stay here are likely to be unlucky, and if things get serious, what he does here is likely to be exposed, and he will still have to go to jail if he goes back.

When things got to this point, Uncle Qing stopped trying to persuade him.

He nodded and said: "You are a big-hearted kid. I know I can't persuade you. I will leave later. You have no one to take care of you here, so you have to take care of yourself."

When Qiao Jia heard this, he smiled and said: "What are you talking about? How can a person as big as me starve myself?

Don't worry, go back. I will definitely go back in two years. That kid Qiao Liang is a deadbeat. I have to go back and see him then and urge him to find a partner while he is in college. "

After changing the topic, the atmosphere quickly relaxed. Uncle Qing talked about his enjoyment of the future. After a while, the two of them traveled through more than half of Khemu and arrived near an apartment.

Most of the people who came to Khamu to work collectively lived here. It was the hottest time right now, and there was not even a soul around. They were all playing cards and sleeping in the dormitory.

Parking the car at the gate of the apartment, Uncle Qing got out of the car and said to Qiao Jia: "I know you have something to do, so go ahead and do your work. If anyone asks, I will help you."

Qiao Jia nodded gratefully, got out of the car and boarded a new pickup truck next to him, and then drove quickly to the north of Khemu, where he rented a villa for himself and his studio was also there.

In fact, he had earned a lot of money in the past, much higher than his monthly salary of 15,000, but he couldn't bear to part with Uncle Qing and his fellow villagers who helped each other, and he couldn't bear the convenience that his status as a labor dispatch brought him.

Now that Uncle Qing is returning to China, Qiao Jia will officially have to make a living on his own from now on!

After driving into a villa area where most locals live, Qiao Jia parked the car in the yard where he rented, then pushed the door, got out of the car, rushed into the house, turned on the air conditioner, and jogged to a big tree in the yard. Come on, no one will be able to enter the house within ten or twenty minutes.

Just when he was about to find a drink of water, his phone rang...

Seeing that the ringing phone was his business phone, Qiao Jia looked at the unfamiliar number on it, frowned and pressed the answer button.

"Hello~"

As soon as Qiao Jia finished speaking, there was a vague voice on the other end of the phone saying: "Are you a 'jackal'?"