Chapter 16 Precision Strikes

"Mr. Pston is here, Mr. Pston is here!"

The drums outside the building of the Black Phoenix Group rang out in unison, and a group of senior managers nodded and smiled. An extended limousine came to a steady stop in front of them.

A tall, cold-eyed middle-aged man stepped out of the car steadily, strangely enough, although he was a blonde Westerner, he was wearing a dark red Tang costume.

It seems that the Pston professor, as rumored, is an avid lover of oriental culture.

It is precisely because of this that he will practice the super martial arts that evolved from the oriental martial arts.

Lan Chen, the manager of the human resources department of the Black Phoenix Group, jumped up like a rabbit: "Professor Pston, welcome to the earth, to our Black Phoenix Group!" ”

Professor Pston, who was a very pleasant man, nodded and smiled, "Hello, from now on we will all be colleagues. ”

"I, I am Lan Chen from the Human Resources Department, and your presence has increased the scientific research strength of our Heifeng Group several times in one fell swoop, which is really grateful."

Piston smiled casually: "I'm just very interested in the ancient martial arts of the earth, and in the future, I need to use the company's scientific research strength to develop a martial arts mecha that is more suitable for super martial arts. ”

"Yes, yes, is Professor Pston okay at the hotel?"

"Hmm." The professor nodded, took off his silk gloves, and revealed his precious hands, which claimed to be able to turn stones into gold, "Where's the virtual machine?" I heard that you have prepared the data of a hundred Earth Warriors, and it is really an honor for a Warrior to be able to compete with these great masters! ”

"This way, please, this way!" Lan Chen said in a panic.

A large group of people hugged each other, led by the front desk lady to a room on the third floor.

"Please come in, Professor Pston." The front desk lady smiled and politely opened the door.

Ranchen and Professor Pston walked into the room, but were stunned when they saw the words posted on the wall.

"Junior Agricultural Machinery Maintenance Assistant – Exam Room!"

"This ...... This ......," Lan Chen was furious, "what is going on! ”

The front desk lady could no longer find a professional smile on her face, and with a panicked look, she said hesitantly: "It seems that there is a mistake, the professor's venue should be on the fourth floor, on the fourth floor!" ”

Professor Piston smiled very kindly: "It's okay, it's okay, let's just climb one more staircase, don't be nervous, we will be colleagues in the future, and we will meet every day." ”

The front desk lady still cried with a sad face: "But, but just now, I seem to have brought a job seeker who came to take the junior mechanical maintenance engineer exam to the fourth floor ......."

Just then, a muffled sound came from the ceiling.

Everyone changed color together.

When I arrived on the fourth floor, I saw that the door of the examination room was wide open, and a stupid young man was holding his feet and shouting loudly.

"What's going on, what are you!" Lan Chen yelled angrily.

"My name is He Ruozhi!" He Ruozhi said with a painful face, "Just now a beautiful lady brought me here to take the junior mechanical maintenance exam, but after I put on the virtual helmet, no matter how I made the picture, I couldn't get out, and I couldn't find anyone if I wanted to, so I had to try it myself, and kicked lightly on that machine, who knew it would become like this." ”

Lan Chen was almost dizzy, and barely walked into the room to take a look, only to see that a large depression had appeared on the originally good virtual electronic device, which was obviously kicked by someone, and at the same time, thick black smoke came out of the machine.

A technician hurriedly stepped forward to overhaul it, and shrugged helplessly after a while: "All the equipment that stores information is scrapped, I'm afraid it will take two days to recover the initial data, but the candidate information of this candidate just now should have been completely lost." ”

"What bullshit do I care about him!" Lan Chen scolded, pointed at He Ruozhi's nose and said, "You, where did you come from, do you know what you did, you bastard, mongrel, scumbag, hillbilly, ape, barbarian, half-orc!" Oh my God, you offended the greatest mechanic in the interstellar world! I, I definitely don't want to see your disgusting face again, get out, get out! ”

"Uh, but-" He Ruozhi really didn't expect it to become like this, I hope it won't affect Silly Qiang's work in the future.

Lan Chen trembled: "Do you still want to join our Black Phoenix Group?" Idiot, let me tell you, Heifeng Group is a high-level machinery manufacturing enterprise composed of the elite of the elite, and even a cleaner in this company is the best! You want to be a clumsy thing and want to get into the company? Security, where are the security guards? Pull him out for me before I get rid of this bastard, pull him out! ”

Looking at the other party's black throat, He Ruozhi shivered inexplicably.

He remembered the werewolf who had transformed on a full moon night.

Two security guards of five big and three thick stepped forward, and one of them grabbed He Ruozhi's arm and drove this "clumsy" low-level person out of the company.

"I'm sorry we made such a big mistake!" The sweat on Lan Chen's face can be used for a bath, "I'll fire that front desk lady when I turn around." Please, please believe that this is definitely not our corporate style! ”

"Of course, I believe." Piston smiled, masters of his level were often experts in spiritual power cultivation, and it was impossible for him to be angry over such a trivial matter.

"Okay." Professor Piston sighed, "Since I'm not ready yet, I'll have to come back in two days." ”

With that, the professor turned to leave.

But he saw something.

Professor Piston's pupils constricted suddenly.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Lan Chen looked at the professor in bewilderment, and Professor Pston walked over to the damaged machine, he took off his coat, rolled up his cuffs and squatted down, carefully observing the part that had been kicked by He Ruozhi.

"This damage mark ......"

The Professor's heart beat faster, and he took out a screwdriver from his vest and unscrewed the partition of the machine with great skill.

Many of the parts inside appeared to be intact, but Professor Pston blew lightly, and some of them immediately crumbled into pieces and fell to the ground.

Professor Piston noticed that the parts were all related to information storage, and that the other parts were not damaged at all and were as good as new.

"Mr. Lanchen......" The professor stood up and spoke slowly, his tone extremely serious.

"Yes, Professor!" Lanchen is not upright by one.

"This virtual world simulator doesn't seem to be a product on the market?"

"Yes." Lan Chen was stunned, not knowing why the professor asked this question, but he still replied one by one, "This is assembled and produced by my company, which is specially used to supply internal needs." ”

"Well, I see that the distribution of most of the components is a little different from the products on the market."

"Yes."

"In other words, if there is no design drawing, or if the panel is not opened to see, it is impossible for ordinary people to know the orientation of the components inside?"

"This ...... That's how it should be, right? ”

"I see."

Professor Piston came down the hallway, and the strange reckless teenager had been taken away by the security guards.

Looking at the empty hallway, the professor looked down in thought.

- Ability to pass force through the aluminum plate, completely shattering a delicate part without damaging the rest of the surrounding area.

Is this a master, or is it just ordinary luck?

If it's luck, then this boy's luck is too good, right?

The professor took another look at the computer that had been precisely destroyed, as if it had been struck by a scalpel, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

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