"Good morning, Engineer." A girl with a sweet smile held a glass of boiling water, passed by Schreck, who was opening the door, and greeted him very kindly.

"Uh, oh, good morning!" Schrek turned his head back with a smile on his face and opened his mouth in response.

He nervously unscrewed the door to his office with the key, and then slipped inside to avoid the eyes of others.

It was as if the closed door in front of him could prevent everyone from prying eyes on him.

As an engineer who has used the knowledge ball, he is a technical backbone who is very respected by other personnel in the factory, and many mechanical problems will be consulted by everyone, and he is affectionately called an engineer.

But now, he had just done something big that no one else could know, so his expression was highly nervous, and he even sweated a lot.

After all, he is not a professional spy, and when doing spy work, it is inevitable that he will be nervous and weak-minded.

Dropping the briefcase on the table, he picked up the boiling water he had left in the cup yesterday, filling himself with a grunt, and finally stabilized his mood.

Thinking about the fact that he was about to become a hero in recovering the Arrantic Empire and saving his homeland, Schrek felt full of power. At least he thinks he's doing something big, he's on his way to greatness.

The irritating work in front of him made him feel depressed, and he felt that he was destined to be a great person.

The spokesperson of the Magic Empire in the mortal world is destined to be superior, and his children will be taken to the Magic Empire to be taken care of, and finally become great magicians - this is the promise given to him by those puppets, and it is also the life he yearns for.

I opened a newspaper full of reports of technological innovation and the success of various experiments. It's an in-house technical newspaper, the kind that Ellen Hill is very authoritative.

Schrek frustrated the newspaper aside, feeling his resolve waver every time he saw an article that had made a major technological breakthrough.

He didn't dare to look directly at the efforts of mortals, he didn't dare to look at the results that sounded great, he didn't believe that mortals could surpass those god-like magicians, even if mortals had already beaten the Holy Demon Empire to the point that they couldn't raise their heads.

Stepping around his desk, he walked over to the tin filing cabinet, pulled it open, and began to rummage through the materials. These are some of the core materials that he has access to, many of the technical products of this machine production plant.

"Take some more...... The technology obtained by the puppet empire can produce these devices......" He muttered a little weakly as he looked at the missing file bag in the cabinet.

He'd already taken some of it before, and if these documents went on like this, sooner or later he would have to show his stuff. But they had promised him that if he needed help, they would take him out of here and find a place to stay incognito.

So although he was nervous, he didn't mean to back down. Those gold coins gave him hope, the hope that he would become a human being.

It's a big deal, taking those gold coins to the Jesno Empire or the Palak Empire is enough for him to become a rich man and live comfortably for the rest of his life.

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Thinking of this, he stuffed the thick stack of documents and drawings in his hand into his file bag, and his expression became resolute.

I've done it several times anyway, and it's too late to think of anything else! Get these things into the hands of the puppets, and then leave with your family.

When the people above know that they are missing, and then find those lost documents, trying to find him is like looking for a needle in a haystack. As long as he crossed the border and arrived at the Jesno Empire or the Palak Empire, changing his name couldn't have been easier.

"Dangdangdang." It was at this moment that there was a knock on his office door, startling him. He hurriedly stuffed the documents in his hand back into the filing cabinet, then closed the cabinet, tidied up his clothes, and then nervously asked, "Who, who?" ”

"Mr. Engineer, you're being looked for." At the door, the voice of the little girl with a sweet smile came, and it sounded very natural.

In Schreck's opinion, everyone has a problem, and he is now a man with secrets, so he is suspicious and suspicious of every look that looks at him.

However, in this case, it was obviously unrealistic not to open the door, so he walked to the door of the office and pulled it open.

The two men stood behind the little girl, with smiles on their faces, and introduced themselves as soon as they met: "Mr. Schreck, we are technicians from the '1572 factory', and we have come here to ask you some questions. ”

Schrek didn't think much of it, and let go of his room: "Oh, oh, that's it, let's come in and talk about it." ”

The young girl smiled sweetly at Schreker and then turned away. After the two men walked into the house, the man in the back closed the door.

"This is not the first time we have met, Mr. Schreck." One of the two men leaned against the wall of the doorway, looked at Schrek with a smile on his face, and spoke.

"I ...... Where is it...... Have you seen Your Excellency? Schreker frowned, as if trying to remember where he and the other had met.

The man leaning against the wall at the door didn't let him think for long, and said directly: "Maybe you haven't forgotten that the last time we met, you took some documents and walked into Lane 13 of Grulaire Street......"

"You guys!" Schrek naturally reacted at once, and he certainly wouldn't forget that he had been there. He suddenly wanted to stand up, but the man next to him grabbed his shoulder and pressed him down.

"You'd better stay out of the motions, Mr. Schreck!" The palm of the man beside him seemed to have a thousand strengths, which made Schrek breathless. The man spoke lightly, but with an unmistakable tone.

"You're looking for the wrong person! I don't know what Glaulaire Street is, you must be looking for the wrong person. Schrek was already flustered, and in a trembling tone, he defended.

A disdainful smile appeared on the face of the man leaning against the wall of the doorway, and he said coldly, "You'd better not struggle, Mr. Schreck! We're here because we have evidence of your incriminating secrets! If you don't confess, the sentence will be long. ”

"I ...... I ......" Schreck tried to defend himself a few more words, but found that he couldn't say anything at all. The other party had found his head, and had told him exactly where the Strale Gruelier was, and he knew he was finished.

Before, he was still thinking about running away with his family, but when the catastrophe came, he realized that escaping was actually a difficult ending.

……

In a room on Avenue Gruelier in Lane 13, a puppet was sieveed by a volley of bullets. He struggled to the ground, behind the shattered mask, and a strange voice grumbled, "Damn it...... If this is a higher level of puppetry, you are dead! Dead! ”

Guards soldiers with STG-44 assault rifles rushed up the stairs, shattering the magic circle that had just risen in front of a black-robed puppet. And as this puppet fell, the fireball magic array he had prepared quietly dispersed.

Because of the low level, the combat power of these puppets is similar to that of low-level magicians, although they can use simple magic, but their combat power is really not strong. Compared to the god puppets that blocked the killing, the combat power of these puppets in front of them was really about the same as that of ordinary soldiers.

With a single charge, the Guards rushed up the stairs, took out two golems with their swords drawn and ready to fight, and took over the entire house.

In the last room, the puppet at the head stood up, looked at the muzzle of the black hole pointed at him, and sighed: "We stayed here for the last batch of documents, and now it seems that we will not be able to get this last batch of documents." ”

"It seems that there is no need for trial, it is the puppet empire that steals our technology!" An officer looked at a middle-aged woman in a gray magician's robe beside him and spoke.

"Like the last time, the interrogation did not lead to anything. They are just puppets and can be abandoned at any time. The middle-aged woman in the magician's robe shook her head and said, "Very troublesome case. ”

"It's really troublesome...... the puppet in the lead nodded, as if agreeing with the other party's words. Then his movements became stiff, and one hand stretched out his black robe and shook it twice outside: "Goodbye!" ”

After saying the last sentence, the puppet fell to the ground as if it had been drained of its soul.

"Recently we have cracked two such cases, and they are all such puppets except for the bewitched executors." The middle-aged woman watched the puppet fall to the ground and said helplessly.

"Puppet...... What exactly does the puppet empire want to do? Don't they know that there is a limit to Ellan Hill's patience? The officer with the troops frowned and asked hatefully.

"They seem to be very interested in our technology, and in fact they seem to be the only ones in the Magic Empire who use the same mechanical technology as we imagined." The woman replied, "Their technology has so much in common with ours that interest is inevitable." ”

"Then we're just passively letting people play?" The officer leading the troops continued to question with some unwillingness.

"It's not all ...... We're also working on the puppet empire's technology......" The woman glanced at the officer and said with a sneer, "But these are not within your reach. ”

What she didn't make clear was that in a secret base in Elanhill, there were so many engineers studying magic golems that they could form an infantry battalion......