"The principle of this kind of thing is actually very simple, if we improve it like this......" In the dim room, an old man with a wrinkled face was looking at the machine working in front of him, and said slowly.

In fact, in front of him was a radar made by Iran Hill, and these parts were stolen from the previous raid. For the sake of these devices, the puppet empire lost a large number of elite forces.

Some things are like that, and once you know the principle, you will have a feeling of enlightenment. Radar is not impossible to design for the Magic Empire.

Behind him, a young magician shook his head and explained to several magicians, "This device didn't come from when I was in Iran Hill, I really don't know if there are any more advanced alternatives......"

"You'd better recall that Iran Hill is still developing a similar device! A little bit of information will do, no matter what direction it is. In front of the young magician, an elderly magician asked a little unwillingly.

The young magician was a defector from Iran Hill. They had defected from Irlanhill and had not been approached for a long time to ask questions about Irlanhill.

In fact, it is also because they have been defecting for a long time, so the information and technology they have are no longer so important.

As a result, in the last few days, in order to crack the new technology of Iran Hill faster and better, these defectors have been called together again, asking questions over and over again about radar and other radio wave technology.

It is a pity that although the puppet empire wants to master this kind of technology, they have not obtained any valuable information from these defectors, and everyone shakes their heads and says that they do not know similar technology, because at that time, Iran Hill's radar technology was still a very secret technology.

The magicians who defected to the puppet empire in front of them were some of Iran Hill's spies, and of course they wouldn't leak their secrets. The other part is the magicians who worked with Frenzberg on the project of combining magic and science and technology, and they naturally do not come into contact with the technology related to radar technology.

Farther away, a group of magicians gathered, tweaking a magically modified device.

"We're looking for ways to improve its accuracy so that we can detect faster enemy missiles......," one of the magicians emphasized confidently, adjusting the equipment in front of him.

After all, for the Magic Empire, it is actually very easy to shoot a magic beam in one direction, but this kind of magic method did not have much effect before, so everyone rarely used this kind of technology.

After all, in the old era of magic, attacks took place within visual distance, and wasting magic to detect enemies remotely didn't make much practical sense.

But now it's different, the magic of long-range vigilance has a place to use, and the magic detection after technical enhancement can definitely be used in the direction of actual combat.

The puppet empire is so keen to integrate the science and technology of Irlanhill, in fact, it is looking for, looking for a solution that can crack the long-range strike of Irlanhill's missiles. If they can address the threat of nuclear-armed ballistic missiles, they will be able to deal with this protracted war more calmly.

Frenzberg stood in the middle of the crowd and did not speak. In fact, he really poured the five-flavor bottle in his heart now, how to think about it, how to have a feeling of immortality.

Previously, he was in Iran Hill, where he was responsible for similar research in magic and science and technology. When he betrayed the Holy Demon Empire and went to Iran Hill, he was also convinced that this technology represented the vast future of the wizarding world.

But then he got tired of it, he really got tired of it. Tired of not studying the advanced principles of magic, but wasting time on the almost useless development of the combination of technology and magic.

He wanted to be exposed to more magic, as if he could hear a voice whispering in his ear, encouraging him to follow his desires and get closer to the source of magic.

At the instigation of this voice, he felt that Iran Hill's path was problematic, at least incomplete and unreasonable. So he accepted the price offered by the puppet empire spy who came to his door, and betrayed Iran Hill, who accommodated him.

As a result, now he unexpectedly found that the puppet empire, which was originally so powerful in his heart, was still defeated by Iran Hill on the battlefield.

It was just a matter of losing and retreating, and Frenzberg had long been less concerned about the outcome of the war, and he was more interested in getting closer to the origin of magic, to study more powerful and coveted magic.

But he was really mercilessly mocked in real time: when he was close to the origin of magic, his teacher Tel Vish arranged for him to arrange a new job, a job that no one had studied before the puppet empire, but it was becoming more and more important.

Yes, that's right, he's now in charge of the puppet empire's "Fusion of Science and Magic" development project...... It's the same job he did when he was in Iran Hill.

He really wanted to drop everything he could, and then scold his mentor Telavish, and then ask the other party, "If I'm willing to study these, can I study in Elanhill?" What am I doing here? Do? ”

It's a pity that he didn't dare to do this, so he could only take charge of the work in front of him with a suffocating breath, and began to study those high-end science and technology from Iran Hill for the puppet empire and the demons.

"Mr. Frenzberg...... This beam speed is very fast...... It is also very accurate, but we don't have a similar screen display, and we can't imitate it in a short time, how to solve this? A magician asked with a dissatisfaction after repeating the simulation of the operation of the radar beam, but could only get very vague perception results.

"Actually, we can use the powder ground from the magic crystal, on a plane, and bundle the mana output to make a similar virtual environment......" Frenzberg replied a little absent-mindedly, thinking casually.

This is a very clumsy method, but it is also a more suitable method that the puppet empire can use immediately.

Using such technology, it is possible to determine the direction of the missile's attack, and it is also possible to simply lock the altitude and approximate distance, but the disadvantage is that the personnel who need to operate the magic radar are very familiar with this dust display operation.

There really is no other way, because the puppet empire can't even produce a serious TV set, let alone a radar display.

Listening to a group of clueless and arrogant magicians discuss science and technology they didn't know much about, Frentzberg felt like he was standing in the middle of a bunch of stupid monkeys.

He could only stand awkwardly like this, occasionally making some suggestions of his own, and then being appropriated by a group of magicians.

At this moment, he even began to miss the time when he worked in the technical institute of Irlanhill. At least at that time, he was surrounded by a lot of young people who really had ideals and aspirations, and those young people had online IQs and could even provide him with some inspiration at some times.

But now? The group of stupid guys in front of them, in fact, have no serious skills, they can only follow behind Iran Hill, snatch the mature technology of others, steal it, and then use the technical methods that the puppet empire can understand to plagiarize.

Is it just that imitation is just plagiarism to surpass? Is it really possible to defeat the increasingly incomprehensible Ranhil Empire by relying on a crude fusion that can't even comprehend its inner principles?

Frenzberg felt that he was completely wasting his time here, and he shook his head helplessly as he looked at the young defector magicians who were constantly thinking about Iran Hill's technique with pained expressions on their faces.

It is impossible for these young people to know such cutting-edge technology, let alone these young people, and even Frenzberg himself is becoming more and more unable to understand the scientific and technological achievements from Iran Hill.

He couldn't imagine that Iran Hill could improve the god puppets, and naturally he couldn't imagine that those Ran Hill's god puppets could actually defeat the "original" god puppets of the puppet empire.

In fact, in his opinion, if the puppet technology of the puppet empire is surpassed, this "country" with puppets as its own imperial name basically has no need to exist.

"We can finally detect Iran Hill's missiles! So, combined with the technology provided by the demon, it seems that we can try to intercept the attack from Iran Hill! A magician exclaimed confidently.

The magician's colleagues nodded their heads frequently, as if they had already made the Irlanhill Empire subservient.

Frenzberg shook his head in despair and walked to the gate step by step, he really didn't want to talk to these people now, although when he first came, they were polite and friendly to him.

In this way, he walked out of the laboratory step by step, passed by the senior magician guarding the door, walked up the steps, and walked into the sunny hall.

When he stopped behind Archmage Travish, he had the same smile on his face as he had when he had been in Elanhill, as if he had a mask.

Without waiting for his mentor to ask, he bowed his head and bent down, hiding what he was thinking without blushing, and reported softly: "Everything is going well, very well. ”

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In the past few days, Long Ling is in the field, and he has no conditions to make up for it, and he owes everyone a little more and makes up for it two days later, so don't worry.