When Sam Nichols was halfway through the calculation, the maid brought another guest. The guest was a thin middle-aged man in black overalls

After seeing the iron slag, the middle-aged man bowed and introduced himself: "I am an engineer from the Mechanical Power A Technology Department of the Great Wall Company, named Qin Feng, and I am very happy to serve you. ”

Iron slag diǎn head salute back, and then stretched out his hand to signal the other party to sit down. After sitting down, the man took out a thin picture album and handed it over, and explained, "Lord Iron Slag, this is our product, please take a look." ”

Taking the album, the iron slag opened it and glanced at it casually, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he looked at it carefully. The mechanical power armor provided by the Great Wall Company turned out to be very similar to the one he wore at Valhalla. Looking at the model again, it reads: "Snow fox, flying birds, stone pillars." If you guessed correctly, these three names are the "Dawn, Nightingale, and Colossus" of the year. Suddenly, a sense of intimacy surged into his heart, stirring his blood.

This is the power armor of the Holy Wolf Guardian, the glory of the ancestors.

The album is only three pages, and each page is an introduction to a mechanical power armor. Tie Slag quickly finished reading it, then put down the album, faced Qin Feng, and asked indifferently: "Tell me briefly." ”

"There are three main types of power armor produced by our company, which are the conventional snow fox, the reconnaissance flying bird and the defensive stone pillar."

"I have a budget of 12,000 gold, and I am going to customize three sets, what do you have to build?" Iron Slag asked.

"For the time being, we must combine the customer's height, weight, actual combat style and continuous weight-bearing walking ability to give a reasonable construction." Qin Feng replied.

"To say specific diǎn, what number jù is needed? And why do you need it? Iron Slag casually glanced at Sam, who was lying on the coffee table and calculated, and asked.

Qin Feng explained that the larger the size of the wearer, the heavier the power armor, and the ability to walk continuously with weight represents the distance that the wearer can walk when the engine is turned off.

"Sam friend, doesn't Harley Industries need these numbers?" Iron Slag asked.

"This ......" (8)⊙dǐng(8)⊙diǎn(8)⊙小(8)⊙ says,.2≈3.◆os_(); Sam stopped his pen and hesitated for a moment, then looked back at Qin Feng and said with some disdain, "The Great Wall Company's technology is backward, so it needs such a complex number. ”

In the face of Sam's contempt, Qin Feng didn't get angry, just smiled mildly and said, "I admit that Harley Industries' mechanical manufacturing process far surpasses that of the Great Wall Company, but when it comes to mechanical power armor, you are just novices. ”

Sam snorted, but didn't retort. According to the internal documents of Harley Industries, when North Heavy Industries was split, the database of mechanical power armor was left in the Great Wall Company. No one could have imagined that today, two hundred years later, mechanical power armor will actually be put back into production. In this regard, Harley Industries is working almost from scratch. Although they have experience in manufacturing psionic power armor and have many patented technologies that Great Wall does not have, there is very little information on the practical application of mechanical power armor. As a result, they could only launch a single model of mechanical power armor, and then slowly collect the number of applications and then make adjustments.

"Lord Iron Slag, please forgive me for taking the liberty of asking ......" Speaking of this, Qin Feng glanced at Sam, then faced Iron Slag, and asked sincerely, "How much budget do you have in Harley Industries?" ”

"Thirty thousand." As soon as Sam wanted to say something, Iron Slag answered directly. He believed that Mu Yuli, who had always been calm and cautious, would not introduce those unreliable people to him.

Qin Feng lowered his head, thought for a while, and then said, "Lord Iron Slag, I built this customization, which was completed by the Great Wall Company and Harley Industries, and we can learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses......"

"No way!" Sam shouted, and immediately remembered that his master was still on his side, so he quickly turned his head and explained to the iron slag, "My lord, the failure rate of the Great Wall Company is too high, it belongs to the low-end manufacturing industry, and we can't cooperate with each other. ”

"What if I insist?" Iron Slag asked lightly.

"This ......," Sam hesitated, he had been told before he was here that it was a mission arranged by the Princess Templar herself, and that he had made it clear that he would give the VIP "the courtesy of being a member of the Lombal family", which was the highest courtesy that Harley Industries would treat its customers, even if it was a prohibited item.

"I believe that in the process of our cooperation, Harley Industries can also gain a lot, after all, Harley Industries does not have relevant information about mechanical power armor, does it?" Qin Feng said slowly.

"Okay......" Sam sighed, "Wait a minute, I need to ask my boss." ”

Iron Slag stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture. With his permission, Sam stood up, walked to a corner of the hall, and reached for the communicator to dial the HQ voice......

After a while, Sam returned to the sofa, stretched out his hand to Qin Feng, and said, "I wish us a happy cooperation." The latter hurriedly shook it and repeated what the former had said. Working with Harley-Davidson is a great opportunity to learn from each other.

Next, the iron slag did a series of tests at Qin Feng's request. After the latter finished collecting the number jù, Tie Slag provided Wang Hu's communication method and asked them to contact directly and collect the relevant number jù.

By the third day of the afternoon, Qin Feng and Sam asked Tie Slag to resign and returned to the station for follow-up work.

After sending the two away, Iron Slag went out alone. Walking through the courtyard and walking to the door, the two guards stood up and saluted him in unison, and greeted, "My lord, please go slowly." ”

After taking a few steps, he returned the salute and asked, "By the way, is there a car here?" ”

"Yes, in the garage." The guard said, pointing to a roller shutter below that appeared to be an underground entrance. It is a high ground on which Atlantic Mansion is built, with turf and stone roads below. Then, led by the guards, the iron slag came to the roller shutter. The guard stepped forward and swiped the magnetic card, and the roller shutter immediately made a "toot ......" sound, and slowly rolled up.

Walking into the underground garage, this is a rectangular underground space, which is more than 200 square meters in size. As far as the eye can see, dozens of different styles of locomotives, sports cars, and off-road vehicles are parked.

"Lightning Leopard, Female Tiger, Flame Eagle, Harley Five, R Prince, Wind Chime, Wind Breaker Falcon......" Looking at a row of Dǐng-class locomotives, Iron Slag's whole person was stunned. When was the sky-high price of these cars his dream in the clouds. Seven or eight years ago, every car here was worth his half-life. Of course, it seems that it is worth it now......

Then, he picked a Dǐng-class locomotive of R Company, "Wind Chime", stepped on it, started the power supply, and then twisted the throttle, quietly rushed out of the garage with the faint sound of the engine, and then galloped along the shore of Lengji Lake......

An hour later, Iron Slag drove through a country road to an old building on the outskirts. After parking the car, walking in the door, and saying hello to the old man who was watching the door, Iron Slag took the elevator to the office of the ebony elder.

"Knock knock......" Iron Slag knocked softly on the door.

"Ah......" There was a yawn from inside, and then an old man's voice came out, "Please come in." ”

After receiving permission, the iron slag pushed the door in. At this time, the ebony elder was sitting on the sofa and dozing off. After seeing him come in, he hurriedly got up to meet him, grabbed the arm of the iron slag, looked at it again and again, and sighed: "Oh, child, you have grown taller again, not bad." ”

Hearing this casual polite remark, Tie Slag Cha Diǎn rolled his eyes. He himself knew that he hadn't grown even a millimeter since they had last met. Then, the ebony elder poured him a cup of tea, then sat down and asked, "Child, are you still used to life in the academy?" ”

"I went to the Dark Jungle before, and now I'm in Tyre ......Fortress in Desert Five," Iron Slag then told the Ebony Elder about what had happened during his time.

About half an hour later, after listening to Iron Slag's narration, the Ebony Elder touched his beard and said, "You have developed well, but we have always been in the same ve......in as the temple," the elder paused, and continued, "It's best not to get too close to other faiths......

"Hmm." Iron slag solemnly bowed his head. It's just that now I can't help myself, and I can only take one step at a time.

"But ......," said the ebony elder with a smile, "young man, borrow whatever you can, as long as you can keep your heart, know who you are, and remember your last name......

"Elder, I'm here this time because of the ...... of Bi Qinglan" Then, Iron Slag told the ebony elder about the conflict between him and Bi Qinglan.

"Qinglan, that girl......" After listening to the iron slag, the ebony elder shook his head and muttered, "It's not easy to persuade you......"

"What's wrong?" Iron Slag frowned and asked.

"Alas...... She has been stubborn since she was a child, and she will not be able to pull ten cows for what she believes......" Elder Ebony thought for a moment and said, "Later, I will ask the Ancient Great Prophet and let him come forward to persuade you, it should not be difficult for you anymore." ”

"Should?" Iron Slag asked, grasping the words.

"Uh...... It should be ......" The old ebony elder blushed and smiled awkwardly.

"Can such a person also be a Spirit Snake Saintess?" Iron Slag asked.

"This ......," said the ebony elder slowly, "you don't know anything ......"

Since the Holy War, the ancient veins have been divided into three major veins, twelve branches. Nowadays, in addition to the war bear vein, the spirit snake vein and the horned rhino vein are all selected by themselves to represent their own images. The Green Snake Tribe is the leader of the Seven-colored Tribe of the Snake Clan, coupled with the blue sky and the blue sky, intelligence and excellent bloodline, so she was selected as the Spirit Snake Holy Maiden of this generation. After all, she was not elected by the Ancient Temple, and the Ancient Great Prophet was only a spiritual leader and had no real power.

Speaking of this, the ebony elder sighed, "The ancient vein, now it is a plate of loose sand, gradually declining, maybe it won't be long before the ancient tradition will dissipate, and the descendants will not be talented, which will disgrace the ancestors......" As he spoke, the elder was already in tears.

"Isn't there a way to unite the hearts of those who have been separated?" Iron Slag hesitated.

"Yes!" The ebony elder exhaled heavily, and said loudly, "If the spark burns the prairie and rises brilliantly, the glory of the ancestors will return to the hearts of the people." ”

ps：

I've had a cold these days, and I'm writing a little slowly.

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