"However, with this, it is ten people, which is enough to resist all the armies of the Western Empire. Seeing that he didn't have enough chips, Boguwen had to take out the final killer and give the king a design of the mecha plus some functional descriptions of the parts.

Sandra III took it dispensably at first, and when he looked at it for a while, his face turned into a look of deep shock: "The mecha is partially self-repairing, the energy system is multi-way, and it has a transformation function, the most incredible thing is that there will be this level of protective film? This is simply not a mecha, this is creating another new race dedicated to combat!"

Boguwen said: "This thing is a ...... from my friend Professor Zheng"

I saw Sandra III grab Boguwen's shoulders and say excitedly: "I know where this thing came from, the point is, how does that friend of yours plan to achieve this incredible function on the mecha?"

"Originally, I didn't think it was possible, at least with the economic and scientific strength of the empire, but with metal cells and liquid metal, everything can become a reality. Bogu Wenmu looked at the excited King Majesty expressionlessly, and his heart was still a little hesitant, whether it was appropriate for him to put a powerful weapon in the hands of a monarch like this, but thinking that his most successful experiment was now very dangerous, he could only continue, " However, as Cons just said, after our modeling calculations, there are definitely not many people who fly this kind of mecha, and they must have received my scientific research project and human enhancement, so as to overcome the physical and mental overload brought by this new type of mecha to the pilot. ”

"If it can really be realized, it is indeed an invincible mecha that rides ten thousand. If the empire had such a powerful warrior like this, coupled with this kind of super-powerful mecha, even if it was only a few dozen people, it would be no problem to deal with the entire royal mecha force of the Western Empire. Cons looked at the mecha blueprint, stroked his aching forehead with his hand, and said, "However, it would be better for His Majesty the King to ask an expert to take a special look." And, if I want to actually implement it, I'm going to have a headache for a while. "Credit coins, these are all going to use a large amount of credit coins!

"Old Bo, you really keep surprising me. Sandra III said with joy.

This time, Bogu Wen saw a scorching flame in the eyes of this friend. Will this flame burn up everything that stands in his way? Boguwen now regretted a little, and felt that he should not hand over Professor Zheng's blueprints, just as he had not introduced the old man to the king all these years, firstly, the time was not ripe in the previous years, and without materials such as metal cells and liquid metal, the design would not have been able to take shape, and secondly, and most importantly, he knew his old friend, Sandra III, who he considered the greatest king besides the Founding Emperor of Shenwu. His Majesty had always had ambitions in his heart that he could not see through, and he did not know what they were, but he was still instinctively afraid.

"Well, since you gave me such a big surprise, there must be something for me to do. His Majesty's words pulled Boguwen back from his anxious fear.

He looked at Sandra III and knew that he was in a good mood now, so he was no longer rounding the corner, and now that all the chips in his hand were on the table, it was time to draw: "As you said at the beginning, little Bonnie came to me, and she wanted me to find a way to save Reykja. And for me, if I want this experiment to take shape, I need to get back my most successful experiments. ”

"And now this Reykja has been thrown into Allure Prison, you have come today to ask me to issue an amnesty to him!" Sandra III said, "Conse, what do you think?

I saw Constance lower his head, took out an electronic screen board, looked through the case file of Reykya displayed on it, and then spoke: "Your Majesty, I am responsible for the financial management of the country, and in terms of criminal law, Count Locke, the Grand Judge, should be in charge." ”

"Just measure it with your economic mind. Sandra III knew that his friend wanted to shirk his responsibilities, and this cautiousness was what he appreciated most, but he was now asking Conse to take a stand.

Marquis Cons Tantin sighed as if resigned, and said helplessly, "Well, I can only say that this is a good deal from the point of view of exchange alone, and, for now, we do need this original test subject to keep the experiment going." "Hey, but it involves disputes in the aristocratic circle, and it is not wise to make a move at this time, especially if the experiment continues later, and the support and help of those nobles are needed. You must know that there are less than a thousand people with developed brains, but many of them are in their fiefdoms. If they knew in advance, it would be a strange commodity to be held tightly in their hands by then.

"So, Sandra, do you agree?" said Boguwen, turning his gaze back to His Majesty. When this companion was young, although he was good at calculations, at least he could still know what he was thinking, but as he grew older, he became more and more uneasy to play cards in a few years, although the experiment did require Reykya, but Boguwen was not absolutely sure that his majesty could nod his head.

"Don't worry," Sandra III said as he looked at the bottom of the cliff, a smile appeared on his face, and a thin crow's feet appeared in the corners of his eyes, "It seems that our foursome from the former trial period are destined to come together today." ”

When Boguwen and Conse heard this, they were startled, and looked down the cliff, and sure enough, someone was riding a horse, and they were approaching them quickly, looking at their figures, it was their good friend back then, the former head of the Knights of the Round Table of the Empire, and the current captain of the space carrier, Castel. "Your Majesty, please let Li Dong go!" As soon as he arrived, Castel was still panting slightly, and said directly to Sandra III, more straightforward than the Bogu pattern that was praised by the king as sincere before, and there was indeed a refreshing and direct force of an iron-blooded soldier, without being informal.

"Is there another man who has come to me to intercede for that boy's sake, my little Bonnie's love for her men seems to be extraordinary!" said Sandra III with a meaningful smile on her face. Kestel must have been commissioned by the youngest son of the Gaelic family.