Chapter 171: I Have a Big Baby for You to Show (Second Update)

Lotta was shocked, looking at the hammer, unable to speak. I couldn't have imagined that this hammer the size of a football could be used with such terrifying power.

Look at Lotta's surprised expression.

Braltar crossed his waist with a smug face, tilted his head and introduced:

"This is the culmination of our latest research! Magic Whirling Hammer! Ever heard of item rotation fixation? Ever heard of inertia? ā€

"I know."

"Forehead ......"

Braltar originally wanted to blow it, but when he heard Lotta actually say that he knew, he suddenly widened his eyes and asked:

"You know what that thing is?"

"I still know a little bit about quantum theory. Isn't it true that the object rotates, and the axis of rotation cannot be changed at will? Inertia is just a state that maintains the motion of an object, and the motion state of the object will not change without the action of external forces, so what principle is your hammer made of? ā€

Lotta looked very professional and touched her chin.

Braltar's posture froze in place, and the expression on his face twitched slightly. He just heard the staff say some related content, where does he know what the specific principle is? He doesn't even understand what inertia is. I can only rack my brains and recall the answers of the staff in the past.

"It is to use space magic to rotate the magic power 360 degrees without dead angles, so as to produce a 360-degree fixed axis that cannot be changed, and by calculating the combination of the fixed axis on the attack track, a false inertia can be generated...... Then ......"

After stumbling and talking for a long time, Braltar couldn't go on.

"Well, so in a nutshell. This hammer can actually be referred to as a gravity hammer, but the direction of gravity does not have to be downward, and the effect is to amplify the impact force. ā€

"Yes, this hammer can amplify the impact force up to 10,000 times. This is already the limit of the material, no matter how high it is, the hammer itself will be disassembled, and this is still made of a piece of super alloy that we have excavated, and there is only one such one. ā€

Lotta's eyes rolled, he wasn't very interested in the hammer itself, but he was just curious about the principle.

Because he felt that this principle could work on his shadow tentacle weapon.

For example, add it to a pan.

If you shoot that pot, the effect is absolutely fantastic.

It already occurred to him that he pulled out a small pan. At the enemy who was laughing at him, he slapped it lightly. Then, the other party was filmed directly into the picture of the center of the earth.

That's what you want.

"What are you doing with this hammer here?"

"This is an experimental product for ontology research, and we will make other small imitations later, but if it is popularized, the effect of amplifying the impact force is very weak, and good materials are not easy to find. Ordinary steel can withstand a hundred times the impact amplification at most, and the user's strength is not too great, and some elephant warriors can almost exceed the limit at all. It will cause the material itself to crack and become unusable. ā€

Braltar said, closing the display compartment again.

Leaving the small room with Lotta, he walked outside to the large research institute.

"This hammer is really a black technology."

"Of course, we decided that this time the prize for the first place in the underground ring is another super imitation, which can be magnified by 3,000 times."

Lotta asked:

"What's the Underground Tournament?"

"Underground life is not easy, of course it won't work without strength, we have to maintain our vitality in the morning, and there will be a regular ring competition every once in a while, the champion has rich prizes, and entry is the power of our high-level as a mobile elder."

"Well, I want to participate."

Lotta found that this competition coincided with her own tasks, and it should be deliberately done by the system to let him participate in this ring match, so as to gain the right to speak in the Beast League.

I heard Lotta say she wanted to participate.

Braltar immediately persuaded:

"Don't, Lotta, look at you thin-skinned and tender-skinned, how bad it is to go up and fight with a group of big bosses or something. That one abrasion, a scar or something, but it was terrible. ā€

Lotta raised her head, feeling that if she could do it, she would almost be able to set it, and she also had something for the Beast Alliance, so there was no need to continue to disguise it now.

"Braltar."

"Huh?"

Braltar came up with a hippie smile, looking like he was being sent by the king, rubbing his paws. Lotta knew today that the raccoon laughed and really didn't look bad. No wonder there are always people who want to beat themselves.

"I have a big baby here, do you want to take a look?"

"Okay. What a big baby? ā€

Braltar looked curious.

Lotta grinned, and the shadows behind her showed the fangs and claws of the demon.

He walked up to Braltar.

Pinching the edges of his skirt, squirming in his posture, and a bad shy look.

"That's it...... That's it~"

"What?"

Braltar looked at Lotta's appearance and swallowed with difficulty.

Lotta lifted her skirt simply.

The air seemed to stand still at this moment.

It was as if he heard the thunderclap of lightning in the clear sky.

"Hey, poor boy, how does it feel to meet two women's clothing bosses in one day? …… Phew, I meow without clothes to wear, forced to wear women's clothes. No, you have to go to the tailor to make a few sets, one set of clothes is not enough to wear. ā€

Braltar has been completely petrified and turned black and white.

A gust of wind blew and shattered directly.

foaming at the mouth, he flipped back and fainted.

"What a crisp answer."

[Ask for his psychological shadow area, you can calculate it, and give you an attribute point.] 怑

ā€œnā€

[False.] 怑

"The answer is not up to you, what makes me happy?"

[Hmm.] 怑

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

I didn't expect the system to admit it so simply.

A tic-tac-toe appeared in Lotta's head, but there was no problem with the system in his head.

[It's fun to tease like this, and the raccoon just wants people to beat it, it's too cheap. This El man looks the opposite, so cute that he just wants to be teased. The expression of puffing out cheeks, stomping feet angrily, and wanting to beat people but can't beat them, is very cute. 怑

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ If you're an iPhone, I have a thousand ways to break you. What is burned on the fire, soaked in water, smashed with a hammer, fried in a pot, and poured sulfuric acid. ā€

[Sorry, even if I'm a mobile phone, it's still Nokia, the fighter in the mobile phone. 怑

Lotta discovers that sometimes he plays with memes, and there is no system 6 yet.

If you want to save face, you can only use a killer feature.

"Believe it or not, Lao Tzu sings you a good song?"

[Come on, sing, the voice should be good, it's okay to be out of tune, the timbre is supplemented.] 怑

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

was molested by the system today, and he won't come back for revenge.

Wait for the transformation to end, find a balcony and sing.

Ignoring the system, Lotta picked up the fainted Braltar and left the institute. Throw it in a corridor and leave the building to find a tailor.