But Victor noticed her, or rather, he had been waiting for the question. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He smiled at the girl who had stood up bravely to ask him a question, gestured for her to sit down, and then continued in his voice with the texture of an electric current and a strange voice.

"Just now—" Victor paused, and the arena quickly fell silent, "I've been asked, 'This machine is so big?' What can we do to get it out?"

As he spoke, he patted his hand on the machine next to him, which was taller than him, and his gray eyebrows were stirred together, making a deliberately distressed look, which amused some of the audience.

"I can't get it out, and I'd like to tell you the very unfortunate news that the machine you're seeing is a version that can be disassembled for this demo, using only the most basic modules, and the real generator is much bigger than the one you're seeing, and so much so big that it might not fit in a room. ”

Many stopped laughing, and Victor's words stunned them.

If this machine is so big, there are too many places to be restricted, and it's okay to just do research at home, but if you want to go out on an expedition to the ruins, or just a long trip, who will walk with such a machine that is bigger than a house, and won't you become a real snail?

"So, it's really imperfect. ”

Victor's face was not embarrassed or embarrassed when he said this, but full of confidence and energy, and he continued.

"But I believe that everything needs a process from imperfect to perfect, and everything is always weak and full of defects when it is first born, such as the electric motor, which was only used to stir and mix alchemical powder when it was first born, but now it has begun to replace the thermal motor in all aspects, and has been applied to the airship, electric car, and even the Imperial chariot, and I believe that my generator can also go through such a process, and everyone here will become a witness. ”

The old master said confidently and meaningfully.

Applause rang out.

At first, there were some fragments, but they soon converged into a warm river and sea.

"Amazing!"

The little fat man Kolevich, who was sitting next to El, also stood up and applauded fiercely, looking at his flushed face was almost like he wanted to stand up and whistle for the other party, in fact, he really wanted to do this, but he was afraid of being misunderstood and beaten by the same emotional alchemists around him.

"This is the real master, for the benefit of mankind!"

The little fat man clapped and turned his head to Al beside him.

Al was also clapping, driven by the atmosphere around him, but in terms of the range of movements, he was obviously not as excited as the little fat man.

"Actually, I was thinking. Al said to the little fat man, "How far can his helmet be used, and if it is far enough, it probably doesn't need to run around with such a big machine, right?"

"Uh...... This ......"

"Hehehehe-hehe-"

A low chuckle came from the front.

As soon as the little fat man heard it, he knew that this voice was made by the young man named Moxie, he frowned, turned back to the other party and said.

"What's so funny. ”

Maybe he was shocked by the other party's performance before, and his heart had been shadowed, and the little fat man was obviously lacking in confidence when he said this, so he was questioning the other party rather than expressing his dissatisfaction and protest quietly and weakly.

"Actually, there's nothing funny, it's normal that you don't understand. If the young man's alchemy eye is not used, it looks no different from ordinary people's eyes, and he glanced at the little fat man lazily, and his eyes revealed a kind of pity for a beggar.

"What the hell are you trying to say!"

The little fat man was stimulated by the other party's eyes.

"The paper on converting mental power into electrical energy was published in the journal "Alchemy Truth" by Master Tesel a long time ago, and the surrounding masters on the stage were just inspired by the other party, and the core module of his generator was actually the one that could convert electrical energy into parts, and the rest of the things had already been fruited before. ”

Mosian said lightly.

In the face of the other party's determined tone, the little fat man was a little lacking in confidence, but of course he couldn't admit defeat.

"Okay, you're even more powerful than the national alchemists and masters!"

He said with a roll of his eyes.

The young man on the other side sneered and didn't say anything more.

Underneath Vidocq's brilliant opening, several national alchemists followed, each with their latest research results, and gave speeches in turn.

The people who can stand on such a podium to give speeches are indeed the top part of the alchemists in this empire, and their eloquence is quite good, and the applause continues to ring, as if the tide has not stopped at all.

Those alchemists, especially the rookie alchemists who participated in the Cavendish Alchemy Conference for the first time, many of them even shed tears of pride with excitement.

Thousands of meters above the Imperial Alchemist's Venue, the wings of the behemoth flapped the air, stirring up the air currents, and the surrounding mist, which looked like clouds below, was blown away.

These behemoths are not one, but a whole team.

They have crimson scales, sharp claws, terrifying, cold-blooded giant pupils and slender bodies, and huge fleshy wings that spread out to obscure the sky.

They are wurms.

Although they are not real dragons, they can also be regarded as the giants at the top of the food chain in this world, and when they are combined with the Empire's top warriors, knights, and magicians, they form the strongest shield of the Empire, the Imperial Dragoon Guard.

Among the Imperial Dragoon Guards, those who can serve as the task of defending the imperial capital are the elite of the dragoons and the elite of the elite.

"Hey, Derby, do you feel that this time the chicken blood conference held by those alchemists seems to be even more lively than the last one?"

The voice was made by a knight sitting on top of a wurm.

His whole body was completely covered in thick armor, and his helmet, shoulder pads, breastplate, leg armor, hand guards, gloves, and even his waist guard were all painted with a magic circle glowing with mysterious light, and his equipment was staggeringly expensive and powerful.

It is worthy of the elite of the elite.

It's just that the tone of his voice seems a little frivolous, which is somewhat inconsistent with those knights who exist in the novels of glory is my life, especially since he is also a dragon knight of the Imperial Guard.