After cutting the materials into small pieces of various sizes as planned, Huberian took out a piece of steel and kneading it and said to the onlookers of the No. 233 Town Guard Ship:

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's show time from the Empire's flagship Hyperion!"

"......" did not know where the wind was blowing in the closed cabin.

"Ahem, give me some encouragement." Hubelion looked like the baby was very lost after being defeated, and the baby was very sad.

"Encouragement?" Hearing Hubelian say this, Arden recalled the human reaction, raised his hands and applauded at a very uniform speed, "I remember that the encouragement of your human race came like this. ”

"Stop, I'm just kidding." Seeing that the 233rd town guard ship also reacted to the appearance of applauding with Arden, Huberian, who felt that he was about to turn into a circus clown, hurriedly raised his hand and signaled.

Huberian, who maintained an expression similar to that of a frustrated body when he bent forward, seemed not so satisfied when he rubbed a thin steel needle out of the steel in his hand, so he took it in his mouth and took a sip, and finally made a small needle that even with the vision of the ship's mother, it would take very careful to see.

"What is this doing?" Rodney asked, inexplicably.

"Don't talk, look closely." Nelson, who vaguely guessed what Huberian was going to do, slowed his breath and said.

"No, that's an exaggeration." The avant-garde who woke up from the coma was beaten to the ground by Prestige again after speaking, and this time at least she didn't directly fall into a coma and could reply: "I said something wrong again, why did you hit me." ”

"Get used to it, don't stop." Without the prestige of wanting to apologize, he swept the avant-garde aside with a broom.

"Is this going to be ......" Charlotte, who had just said this, hurriedly covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that exhaling a breath would affect what Hyperion was going to do next.

"Don't worry, Imperial technology isn't so fragile." As he spoke, Huberian picked up a piece of material made by Arden, and then gently poked it with a thin steel needle with his fingertips.

After pulling it out, Huberian showed a smile of success and found that there was no problem with the hand, and then began to poke, pull, poke, and pull at a mechanical and uniform speed.

And the speed is getting faster and faster, from the beginning you can see the movement of your fingers clearly, then you can only see the afterimage of the clear arm, and finally, Hubelion's arm remains in place as if it is not moving.

This can be considered terrible for a ship girl whose eyesight is so good that if she concentrates on it, she can see a series of changes after the cannon is discharged.

Especially when poking around, Huberian still had the heart to joke with Arden: "Fortunately, the processor technology in this world is still nano-level, if it is the empire's picometer-level processor, I may have to be busy for a few days." ”

"You've got that level of technology over there?" Unlike the other shipwives present, Arden, who knew what Hubelian was boasting about in his joke, leaned back in his chair and took a sip of fuel.

"Ahem, lab technology." Only then did he remember that Ji You, who was sitting next to him, was a star spirit, and Huberian responded embarrassedly: "If you really let me get it, I may not be able to figure it out." ”

"I thought you had an important breakthrough in AI technology." As a star spirit clan with deep insights into AI technology, Arden naturally knows what the picometer-level processor in Hyperion's mouth means.

Arden doesn't plan to tell Hyperion that getting smaller all the time doesn't mean it's right, and even if it reaches the so-called picometer-level processor, it can still only get closer and closer to the technology of artificial intelligence.

At least the crystal technology of the Star Spirit was not developed through this path.

Especially because of his crystal technology tree, the star spirit has gone far on the road of artificial intelligence, and it can even be said that the artificial intelligence of the star spirit is no different from real life, and the birth of the purifier camp is the best proof of this.

"What did I see, could this be the legendary hand-poke processor!" Rodney, who knew what Hyperion was doing, could only try to keep his voice low because he was afraid of the impact of speaking loudly.

"Sister Prestige, can you hit me?" Charlotte, who pondered for a while, asked the head maid beside her.

"How much strength?" Didn't ask the young master why he said this, and raised his hand knife.

"Just a little bit, I just want to know if I'm dreaming right now." Charlotte could hardly put into words what he had done to Huberian.

"Then there is no need, I can be sure that you are sober, young master." Having said that, the prestige still maintains the state of the hand knife, and if Master Charlotte still does not wake up and face the reality, this hand knife can be effective.

"So I'm sober, so there's no need for it." Charlotte glanced at the guard, who was still lying on the ground, and quickly dodged the prestige's glove position.

"Don't you think you should keep a low profile?" Arden, who had two fingers pinching the fuel canister and swaying, glanced at the faces of the 233 town guard ship and the admiral, and said to Hyperion, who was about to get the processor.

"It's just a little strange and it's just a little weird, I've already made a vacuum area." Huber didn't care about this, or rather, Huberion, who liked to boast about the Empire's technology the most, could let go of this opportunity to pretend to be 13.

"Need my help?" Arden, who felt that he had to reshape these ship girls and Charlotte's three views like this, decided to help ask.

"Don't! This thing is not compatible with your Star Spirit's crystal technology. Hearing Arden say this, Hyperion almost poked his hand in the wrong place, and if it did, the soon-to-be-finished processor would have to be reworked.

"Why is it like I can only make crystals?" Arden also picked up a piece of material with a Huberian tooth mark on it, and conjured up small blue psionic needles in the palm of his hand, poking it back and forth like Huberian.

"Isn't it?" As soon as Huberian complained, he was startled by Arden's movements, and even his own movements were a little slower and surprised: "Psionic can still play like this?" ”

"Don't compare our astral spirits' psionic manipulation skills to your ghost warriors."

In the eyes of the star spirits who have integrated psionic energy into every bit of life, the psionic energy use technology of the human Tren Empire in the Koplu Star Region is no different from that of primitive people wielding maces, and even the way the Zerg uses psionic energy is better than that of humans.

So, the girls of the No. 233 town guard ship in the room saw a double magic show.

Arden, which is processed with psionic multi-wires, is much faster to build a processor than a purely hand-operated Hyperion.

Even if it was done when the Hubelians were about to be completed, the processors that came out of the two starship mother's cottages were completed at about the same time.

Hyperion was a little faster, but it was only a glass of water, and it didn't make Hyperion proud, but he still looked defeated.

"I'm desperate, I'm desperate for this world where even the Star Spirit doesn't engage in crystal technology!"