For the new genetic humans such as Griffin, Jonathan, Remiga, Josiah, and Little Eric, they had already guessed the mecha.

It's just that I didn't expect that the large mecha would be launched so quickly and made public.

They know the inside story.

Calm performance.

The large mecha is a super big pit, and whoever falls will die.

Without smart helmets and super engines as the basic guarantees for operation and drive, it would be in vain to throw more money into the project of a large mecha. The reason why the Peach Blossom Pass base is so good and dares to use large mecha is because they have an omnipotent Mr. Wood, who transplanted the intelligent operating system of the mecha in the competitive game to the real mecha operation and achieved success...... Without this, no one would dare to imagine the consequences of using a steering wheel or other controller to control a mech.

As for whether the mecha comes out as a big toy?

It depends on the engine.

Without a super engine that can make it move freely and be put into actual combat, even if the mecha is built, it will always be just an expensive toy!

Peach Blossom Pass Silver Oak Association.

Paul, a core member of the Higashiyama Hawkeye team, walked in slowly.

He looked a little tired.

He ordered a cold beer, sat down and took a long sip before he relaxed a little.

In the past few days, because of the advent of large mechas, he had to abort the process of the 'kung fu' project that was reprimanded by his boss as nothing, and was forced to switch to the aspect of large mechas, with wrong interests, coupled with the fact that he was often expelled by Brother Thick Mei's subordinates, which made him so salty that he was physically and mentally exhausted.

He misses the days when he followed Nuo Nuo and them every day, pretending to be a kung fu enthusiast and kept asking for news.

That was his happiest life experience.

Pity.

Since the last attack.

Nuo Nuo and her senior sister don't talk to any crooked nuts anymore.

They were wary of talking to strangers, afraid of falling into some trap, and Paul knew that his performance had chilled the other person's heart and completely closed the door of his friends. Yes, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be friends now, and Nuo Nuo and her sisters will refuse to do anything with him when they see him.

Paul was willing to listen to Nuo Nuo scold himself loudly.

But obviously the other side can't do that.

She just ignored herself.

"Young man, are you out of love?" Johnson, who was investigating the potion of fortifications, suddenly sat down next to Paul, and grinned at Paul as he ordered a glass of brandy, "The whole Dongshan is beaming, and there are not many people with an expression like yours!" Listen to me, there is nothing to be afraid of falling out of love, you just need to see the essence of a woman, forgive me for offending, maybe in the eyes of lovers she is the best girl in the world, innocent boys when she is a pure and flawless goddess, the goddess is high and unattainable, but she may lie in the arms of different men every night......"

"Maybe you're good for someone else, Johnson, this poisonous chicken soup is the best drink for those lovelorn brothers, but I'm not out of love. Paul waved his hand.

"Paul, the word broken love is written on your forehead!" Johnson laughed.

"You're really mistaken, I'm really not out of love. Paul rolled his eyes.

"Alright then, my friend, let's make a toast to you that you haven't fallen out of love. Johnson raised his glass to Paul.

Paul picked up the cup and touched it with him.

Took a sip of beer.

Paul couldn't help but ask Johnson about the investigation process of the enhancement potion, he knew that there were a lot of ears here, and even the slightest outrageous words could be listened to by someone with a heart, so he asked a popular topic: "Johnson, do you think that large mecha can really rule the next era?

Johnson shook his head unexpectedly in Paul: "My point is that weapons are always weapons, and it doesn't matter what weapons are used, what matters is who those who use them are!"

Paul agrees with this point of view in his heart, but on the surface he disapproves and argues: "Do it matter to give primitive people a mecha?"

Johnson smiled: "The special operators of Peach Blossom Pass are not primitive people, in fact, I think the project you are following is quite interesting, let me tell you Paul, this is what I said, I have never told him anyone except you." I think that the project I follow only determines the lower limit of a person, but the project you follow can determine the upper limit of a person......"

"What are you basing up?" Paul was startled at what he had recently come to the conclusion he had come to recently.

"I watched that video you took. Johnson took a sip of his wine glass: "I have to say that the ancestral dragon people know how to hide themselves very well, if you don't see it with your own eyes, who knows that a few delicate little girls who look weak can beat a dozen big men and even the old powerhouses cultivated by the old genetic potion Golden Water! Their strength has exceeded the level of ordinary genetic warriors, I think, their strength is not necessarily at least not completely the improvement of their physical fitness brought by the strengthening potion or the genetic medicine, can you understand what I say?" They are learning the project you are with, and they are born with a very high ceiling, and there should be many people like them, and they have an inseparable relationship with that one! Paul, your vision is right, you have found the most critical part of the problem, but those pig heads do not pay attention to your proposal, and always focus on those weapons, the weapon is indeed very powerful, but it needs people to drive it, and the more powerful the person who drives it, then the weapon is also more powerful, the focus is on people, not weapons, this is my conclusion. ”

"Johnson, I agree 100% with you. Paul resonated with a confidant, and he raised his glass to Johnson, whose skin was shiny dark, and gestured: "You're the smartest and most visionary black buddy I've ever met, cheers!"

"You're also the most infatuated white buddy I've ever met!" Johnson laughed.

"Please, I didn't fall out of love......," Paul screamed awkwardly, then smiled self-deprecatingly, "Have you ever seen a broken love that was doomed to fail before it even started?"

"If I were that girl, I might have made you salivate, Mr. Paul, you are acting too professional. ”

"Don't mention that, tell me, what can I do?"

"It's impossible for me to rush up and be a hero in front of my sister for three seconds, but I'll at least scream, compared to you, my professional quality is still a little bit worse, and I am not allowed to insist on the news front line when I see my favorite girl being attacked, calm and cruel Paul, do you know how many people on our side scold you? Countless people say that you are a shame to have been thrown from the American continent to Dongshan, if they know your address, maybe someone will break out and beat you up!" Johnson shrugged his shoulders: "Your boss sent you to talk to the mecha project, I have to say that it is an extremely appropriate 'protection', although he didn't mean that, but he finally saved your face!"

"Well, then I forgive my boss. Paul sighed, and he took the cup and drank it down.

After the bill is paid.

He stood up and prepared to leave.

Johnson suddenly stopped Paul, with a little smile in his eyes, and issued an invitation: "Do you want to join forces?" Paul, I like your calmness, I need a companion who is so calm that I am scared, how about it?"

Paul shook his head and smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "Forget it, thank you, it's enough for me to do such a cruel thing in life!"

Johnson didn't force Paul either, and nodded: "My project is coming to fruition, and you can come to me anytime if you change your mind." With all due respect, Paul, the water is a hundred times deeper than you think, and it is even deeper than the project I am working on, and it is useless for you to be calm, you are not a person in that circle, and it is difficult to get to the core content...... Maybe you don't like to hear it, but my advice is that it's best to stay away from dangerous projects, because there are often dangers in those projects that even a clever brain can't handle!"

"Thanks, I'm already a member of another project now, and the dangerous project is gone!" Paul smiled brightly and waved goodbye to Johnson.

Johnson shook his head.

It was as if I saw a piece of precious porcelain falling from the roof of a tall building.

Little Eric sat down in Paul's place, picked up Martini and took a sip: "A young man who is easy to get along with on the surface but extremely stubborn on the inside, isn't he?"

Johnson nodded, and then turned around and looked at little Eric: "You have foreseen his death?"

Little Eric immediately waved his hand: "No, I just think he's a pretty good young man!"

"If you Mayflower Group are going to grab people from the Apocalypse Group, move a little faster, and it's best to let Josiah come forward. Johnson suddenly became serious: "Although I don't have the ability to foresee, but I think he is already very dangerous!" His investigation is going deep into the core content of the person who is trying his best to cover up, maybe the project he is following is the key to really opening the brain domain, and the way of reporters and live broadcasts will not save his life......

"Do you also think that the project Paul is following is the key to unlocking the brain domain?" Eric Jr. was a little silent: "It's not that I don't want to make a move, Paul doesn't trust me and Josiah." ”

"Since there's nothing you can do, let him go, there's always someone to do this!" Johnson glanced at little Eric: "I don't agree so much with you and Josiah, but I know that you are the ones who will live to the end, whether it is right or wrong, you can hold on to the end, Paul and I am afraid that there is not much time." ”

"Do you want to help?" little Eric immediately looked at Johnson when he heard this, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Thanks, as I said, somebody has to do something, it could be Paul or me...... Besides, I've lived long enough, I'm content!" Johnson touched his diamond stud earrings, his thick lips clicked, and then grinned: "If you want to help, I've got a favor!"

"Okay, you say. Little Eric looked at Johnson earnestly.

"If I do get vaporized, can you and Josiah get me a glass of brandy here next year?" Johnson said his request.

"No problem. Little Eric nodded slowly.

"I think the 10-year-old Rémy Martin is worth trying. Johnson specifically recommended.

"Of course. Little Eric raised an eyebrow, he looked at the wine glass, and then at Johnson, who was quietly waiting for a reply: "Anyway, Josiah and I will have a toast for you!"

Johnson gave a thumbs up to Eric Jr.

He grinned silently and paid his bill.

Leave slowly.