There will always be a lot of endless words between other lovers.

The fat man enjoyed the warm living room sofa and An Lei's soft delicate body snuggled up to him, listening to her talk about her experience and future vision.

As An Lei spoke, she would calm down from time to time, hugging the fat man, burying her face in his arms and rubbing silently. Then ask the fat man about his experience in Gacharin.

The fat man who has no interest is sinking deeper and deeper into the gentle township of the goddess in his heart. When he finally found out that everything about himself and Bonnie had been cleared up by An Lei, it was already too late.

An Lei is still the pure and transparent An Lei, but this does not prevent her from transforming into a leprechaun who kills people at some point.

She will fall sweetly into your arms and ask questions that interest her. It will also pinch you a few times when you're lying, and dozens of times when you're telling the truth. It's not light, it's not heavy, it's not painful, but it's itchy and crispy, and it makes people's hearts feel like a cat scratch.

When you put your arms around her and are wanton and frivolous, she will pant and moan and tease you with moderate resistance. Her warm and soft body, greasy and smooth like a loach, slips out of your arms when you are in high spirits.

When the tips of your fingers still linger on the faint scent of her body, and still taste the elasticity of her slippery breasts, she has blushed and shrunk into the corner of the sofa. A lamb looks at you pitifully and shyly. makes you want to show her all the hearts and minds.

The fat man was hollowed out.

When all the checks were over, An Lei announced with a smile. It's bedtime!

The fat man stupidly watched An Lei, whose beautiful buttocks twisted slightly, walked up the stairs, and suddenly understood. With the passage of time unconsciously, the girl who was her childhood sweetheart, like a charming elf under the sun, has grown into a woman who is full of charm, a woman who has fully matured from physical to psychological.

What's even worse is that she also has an active lieutenant colonel of the Le Ray Military Intelligence Directorate who has undergone rigorous training!

This evil female spy!

The next morning, when the fat man woke up. The morning sun had already penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled on the side of the bed. In the garden downstairs, An's mother was talking to An Lei. From time to time, An Lei's coquettish voice can be heard.

A colorful blue-billed lark landed on the balcony from the sunlight. Quietly jumping back and forth a few steps, he turned his head vigilantly to look around and stopped. In a few seconds, it pecked its wings again, sprang to its feet, chirped twice in the air, and flew into the trees in the distance.

The fat man lay lazily on the bed, not wanting to move a finger. Such a peaceful day has been away from him for too long. Every minute and second of such an early morning is so precious. I can lie here, listen, watch. Feel life. It's a great happiness.

A numb laziness swept through the body, and the fat man stretched comfortably. Relax your body in a soft bed. Moaning in comfort.

"Sweet honey! Get up! With the crisp sound of high heels going upstairs, An Lei's voice sounded at the door.

"Don't get up!" The fat man was a little embarrassed.

"Quick..."An Lei unscrewed the door... "Ah!! ”

In a small building. Two screams rang out at the same time.

"Why don't you get dressed, you pervert! Pervert! An Lei went crazy.

"Why do you casually enter someone's bedroom, you female pervert, voyeur!" Not to be outdone, the fat man covered the key points with his hands and said shyly.

"Sweet honey, you're dead!"

An Lei pounced. The room resounded with the screams of fat men and the giggles of An Lei.

In the midst of An Lei's screaming and breathless laughter from time to time, Ann's mother downstairs was smiling and busy washing vegetables and noodles in the steaming kitchen to make breakfast, while from time to time doting on the little boy on the side to stuff some freshly steamed buns into the mouths of the little children on the side.

Completely treated as a child by the old man, he is not averse to such a game. It has no upbringing, but it has a great curiosity about human feelings. And being part of a family is a rare experience for it.

If getting along with the fat man, the little kid experiences unreserved trust and unbridled jokes like a friend, then, beside the kind An's mother, the little kid has a feeling that has never been imagined, inexplicable, and very attached to comfort, which makes it feel like a human being, not a lonely artificial intelligence.

When the fat man carried An Lei, who was lying on his back, downstairs and saw the little kid, he almost died of laughter.

A little kid with a fleshy face covered in flour. While holding the corner of An's mother's clothes, following up between the kitchen and the dining room, he kept stuffing the buns in his hand into his mouth. I don't know, this guy's artificial body knows what the bun tastes like. Anyway, these buns are a waste.

Peaceful days are always calm and even boring. After breakfast, the fat man would accompany An's mother for a walk in the forest park next to the residential area. Stop by the shop in Space City to buy some groceries. Then go home to make lunch with An's mother.

The joy of cooking,

I won't rob An's mother. He is just a little kid next to the old man, to be able to fill the dining table with his own hand-made meals, watching his children eat with relish, that is the greatest meaning of life.

Milan and Bonnie would come to the house every day. The three women all have a tacit understanding. Sometimes, they would get together and discuss women's topics and drive the fat man away. Sometimes, one of them will quietly stay with the fat man or bring him sunglasses and hats and drag him to go shopping.

It's clearly not the whole life of a nymphomaniac, though.

At night, when An Lei takes a bath, she always finds some voyeur devices. She will deliberately pretend not to know, and she will also be tired of being in bed with the fat man but not allowing him to do anything, making the fat man beat the pillow again and again and cry bitterly.

Thankfully, there's Milan and Bonnie.

Milan, who eats the marrow, never refuses to be harassed by fat people. She would take off the researcher's white coat in her small room in the lab floor. With her firm breasts, plump buttocks and a very rich little waist. Challenging the limits of the fat man again and again, he is as soft as mud and his eyes are like silk, but he will never admit defeat.

Bonnie, on the other hand, will be blushing and pulled into the luxury suite of the Smai Hotel, stripped of the beautiful and noble shell in front of people, changing various postures, and completely incarnating into a peerless stunner who is at the mercy of the fat man.

This is the happy life of a fat man!

The days went by day by day. In these precarious war years, the news was repeated on television every day. The cold streets and the constantly rummaging lists of the dead are all reminders that women are tolerant of each other and care for each other. It reminds them to cherish this peaceful time, seize every minute and every second, and experience the beauty of life.

Equally. The battle reports from the military department every day are also reminding the fat man that such days are a luxury. The war continues. I also have a greater responsibility.

Therefore, in addition to enjoying life, the fat man will plunge into the laboratory in Milan whenever he has free time.

The Gariparan Laboratory is a blessed land for fat people. If it weren't for the learning and training in the laboratory, if it wasn't for the [logic] that ordinary people couldn't dream of. Just a little mechanic. I'm afraid that I would have died on the battlefield a long time ago.

Yiduo does not press down, this has become the purpose of the fat man's life. But whatever is useful to him. He'll be ruthless. Forcing yourself to learn and practice. Think about it. If the chickens and dogs steal the ground, maybe when they will be able to help him pick up a life.

Ventriloquist has helped fat people solve problems more than once. Now, as long as he has heard of the figure of the earth, he can imitate the nine-story image.

The book "Assassin Invisibility", which was a collection of magic, illusion, psychology, optics, etc., was the most used by the fat man. What makes his vanishing stealth and mech's stealth so powerful is that he makes extensive use of the lessons learned in this book.

And as a master psychologist, the fat man combined deception techniques and deceived Gacharin. Reinhardt, who has always been cautious, has never seen through the true face of the fat man. In the eyes of all Gacharin nobles, the fat man was nothing more than a genius, a somewhat honest mechanic.

Now the fat man tears when he wants to cry, he is honest when he laughs, he is lively, cute, innocent and simple, and he was practiced in front of the mirror at that time. The bitterness is not less.

And this time, in addition to continuing to study his ventriloquism, deception, magic illusion, psychology, hypnotic suggestion, training mecha control with the laboratory gravity simulation cabin, hand-to-hand combat, and most importantly, the fat man will continue to study Casper's work log.

With the fat man's professional eye, he knew very well how powerful the twelfth-generation mecha developed by the Binarte Empire was.

If there is a certain number, that kind of mecha can even change the entire pattern of war!

Especially in space, if there are not enough fighters, any fleet that encounters a group ambush of such mechs will suffer a big loss. And judging from the action and energy level of this mecha, it also occupies an absolute advantage in ground warfare.

Can dodge under the attack of a battleship full of cannons, and survive in the gaps of a dense barrage, then, on the ground, how many mechs can threaten it? And its high-energy ionic light knife that can break through the armor of a battleship, what mecha can block its full force?

One such mecha is enough to affect the outcome of a battle at the regimental level, and what if in a battle, there are ten, or even dozens of such mechas?

This mecha is mysterious. Not to mention finding the weakness of this mecha, even when it will appear, the fat man doesn't know.

He only knows that if he doesn't find a way to catch up, the country will have to pay even more sacrifices. And one day in the future, he may fall under the hideous butcher knife of this mecha.

Mechas, according to their functions, are divided into ten parts. They are the power system, the weapon system, the balance system, the electronic system, the control system, the perception system, the defense system, the action system, the energy system and the computing system.

Weapons, balance, electronics, control, perception, and defense are systems that don't need to be explained, and as the name suggests, they refer to

Energy cannons, melee weapons, action balancers, radars, jammers, levers, keyboards, as well as telesights, optics, energy shields, armor and other parts.

In particular, it is the power system and the action system that need to be explained. There is an essential difference between these two systems. Dynamical system. It refers to the mecha ground core engine, as well as the joint drive. And the action system. It's the mecha ground mechanical feet. Transmission rods, gears, auxiliary propellers and other components.

And the computing system. It refers to the on-board computer that is loaded with all the systematic programs, control and distribution of power and energy.

Fat man as a mechanic. Familiarity with these systems is all too familiar. However, knowing that after studying Casper's work diary, he really gained a deeper understanding of these systems. In the door that Casper opened for him. The fat man saw a whole new world.

Each one is systematically different, resulting in very different mechs in performance and style.

For example, the beast-type mecha. Bug-type mecha and humanoid mecha are essentially different in terms of action systems. This difference in turn leads to differences in the distribution of energy and power, as well as differences in handling methods. And even if it is the same type of mecha, the advantages and disadvantages of a system. It can also determine the level of this mech.

Just like the Warrior Pioneer and the Warrior Leader, these two mechs produced on the same platform have advantages and disadvantages because of their different action systems. Warrior leader. It is used in a new drive mode developed by the Leray Federation five years ago. The power loss is much lower than that of the Pioneer, but the agility and speed are much higher.

Therefore, if two warriors with roughly the same level of control are driving mechs in different mechs, if you don't count accidents and mistakes, then the Warrior Leader has a much higher win rate than the Pioneer.

The Fat Man has gotten a miniature battleship engine from Casper and a [Hummingbird] auxiliary thruster. Although the battleship version of the engine is just a half-finished product that is not finished. But. The fat man, who has thoroughly understood the principles and design of the engine, is very confident that he will complete this masterpiece in the near future.

These two things. Arguably. It is already the top component of mechs in the world today. Even the most ordinary mecha is equipped with these two parts. It can also be a super killer mech known for its extreme speed and dexterity.

Just having these two parts is not satisfying for fat people. Under the guidance of Casper's work log, the fat man set his sights on the various private mecha in human society.

These mechs may not be able to compete with military mechs in war. However, in terms of hand-to-hand combat, or some extreme technology, they undoubtedly have an advantage that military mechs do not have. Even, due to the accumulation of nearly 100 years of technology, these mecha are more advanced than the concepts proposed by Casper in some special projects.

This gives the fat man an idea. If we could concentrate the advanced technology of all private mechs, would we be able to create a mecha that was more advanced than the twelfth generation mecha of the Binarte Empire?

You must know that in the folk where mecha has a deep heritage like the sea, there are so many talented people and so many amazing and brilliant characters. The wisdom of these people is something that even Casper would not dare to underestimate. In Casper's work diary, there are many ideas and technologies that come from the private sector.

What the fat man needs to do now is to find out these techniques. Combine your own mecha martial arts to create a mecha that really suits you.

As soon as he had time, he went into the mecha forum of the civilian network, looking for various knowledge to support Casper's design theory, and discussing the design and manufacturing technology of private mecha with people.

For a while, on many private mecha research forums, a guy named "Breaking the Casserole and Smelling to the End" appeared.

It was discovered that this guy was not only proficient in all kinds of mecha knowledge, but also had all kinds of strange theories and questions.

And everywhere he passed, it was a mess.

This guy usually likes to find a new forum and review all the technical posts one by one. If he catches his eye, the fart will be slapped. The landlord who posted the post often felt like a bosom friend and took the trouble to answer his questions in detail. Get along happily and sympathize with each other.

And what he couldn't see, he fell into blood mold. is often ridiculed and ridiculed by him, and scolds a bloody dog. Throw out the fallacies one by one and expose them to broad daylight. If the landlord fights back, he will fall into the hands of this bastard, and he will never give up if he doesn't ask you to vomit.

The most annoying thing is that sometimes because of resentment, he said the key technology, and he hollowed out the foundation, this guy still doesn't appreciate it, and always tries to mess around, and has to pick some other loopholes.

There is a typical example of a post that discusses the divergence of energy, and he is accused indiscriminately, and as a result, the landlord fights in response, and reasoned with the facts, and he has nothing to say to refute it, and in the end, this bastard actually accused the landlord of being ugly, claiming that people are ugly and have no right to speak, and the angry landlord almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.