The parts were found by the fat man in a corner of the trading network.

The parts, labeled magnetometers, were designed and manufactured by a workshop called the Black Devil. In the all-round display on the virtual screen, it looks dark and inconspicuous, but the price tag is as high as 130,000 Fei Yuan. It's been a year since I went online, and not a single one has been sold.

This is a normal thing in the free world.

You must know that the free world is a world that relies on the laws of nature for the survival of the fittest, and relies on the tacit understanding of the balance between forces as social rules, and there are no laws. In this world, there are countless genius scientists and machine masters, as well as countless liars.

Turning stones into gold, dripping water and turning oil, these ancient deceptions just exist in a different way in this world. Spending hundreds of thousands of Filip dollars to send you a rag that you can buy for a few hundred dollars, it's just too normal here.

Liars need to be identified for things, and those scientists, too, are not so reliable.

The brains of these madmen are unreasonable. They do research entirely according to their own interests, and their inventions, most likely, are worthless rags!

In the free world, there is a well-told story that speaks for itself.

A hundred years ago, a well-known master mechanic, together with several materials science experts, spent ten years researching a supposedly indestructible mecha robotic arm structure diagram.

Due to technical secrecy, this drawing has not been made public. In the end, after fierce competition, it was bought by a giant mecha manufacturing company for a huge amount of money. In the name of the Master Mechanic and those experts!

But when I went back and opened it, the owner of the business had a heart attack on the spot. The drawings are real, and the master mechanics and experts have spent ten years researching them, but. The cost of building a robotic arm is enough for this giant company to go bankrupt!

The synthesis of tens of thousands of materials, thousands of fusion formulas, composition analysis, fine procedures of synthesis steps, and all kinds of things, the master's research can be said to have stood at the peak of mechanical materials science at that time. For businesses. This thing is complete shit!

It's also a blessing in disguise, in the end. Because of the master's research materials, the company has obtained considerable technical accumulation, and has completed several technological innovations by using some of its local technologies. Huge purchase fees were spent. After nearly a decade of continuous research, these things really came in handy. And this time. The business was almost dragged down.

So, in the free world. There are countless thousands of horses and toads, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, there is not enough professional vision, and if you want to treasure here, the final outcome will probably be very aggrieved.

And when it comes to Black Devil Studios, there are so many research rooms and studios in the free world. It's also a little famous. The reason is not that this studio has invented something great. It's about the quirky personality that this studio is known for more than other maniacs!

In this famous mechanic Casimir. In the small studio of twenty people led by Belch, grab one at random. All are genius scientists in a certain field. However, it would be more accurate to describe it as a bunch of eccentric Frankenstein.

These people have come to the free world because no one cares about any of their weird, ridiculous, horrific research! They can get a lot of money by bounty research, buy any material they want, find countless crazy people like them, and do whatever they want to experiment in a way that they can't do in mainstream human society!

As a result, the studio is often defined as a research institute by buyers. Except for projects that need to be paid for them to conduct targeted research, few people dare to think about what they come up with on their own.

It's not surprising that this magnetometer is placed there for a year, even if it's a hundred years and no one asks. Moreover, it was a half-finished product at all, and the purpose of the Black Devil Lab on the trading network was not to sell, but to seek collaborators who could further solve the problem and improve the research.

Unbeknownst to the fat man, this magnetometer was just a sudden idea of Belch due to the material properties after a certain test, and wanted to miniaturize the ship's reaction force engine. At that time, the purpose of his research was not clear at all, and the only general direction was only for civilian use similar to adventurers exploring mechs for underground exploration, or other confined space operations.

This thing seems to others to be nothing. However, in the eyes of the fat man who has mastered the Casper diary and is himself a mechanic with rich experience in warfare, once this thing is developed, it will definitely be a treasure!

A priceless treasure of mecha martial arts!

The fat man's eyes were like weasels that had seen a hen, shining with oily green light. He knew, without exaggeration, that with this thing, the mecha warriors under his command would be able to compete with those superpowers who were equipped with ten or even eleventh generations of mechas!

The effect of magnetometers is simple, that is, to produce repulsion and attraction.

Ordinary people don't care about these two most common forces, but in the mecha martial arts mastered by the fat man, the generation of these two forces is like an external master gaining internal strength!

Think about what kind of effect the repulsive or attractive force of arbitrary transformation will play in mecha battles. If two mechs are fighting, a fighter with skilled control skills can arrange a force field outside the mecha with the help of a magnetometer!

This force field creates a repulsive force towards the ground or behind it, which can make the mech's dash and air ride faster, and create attraction, which can make the mech's fall or dodge faster. In the process of fighting, this force field can not only use the speed of the opponent's mecha to improve the combat effectiveness of your own mecha, but also block the opponent's attack and slow down the opponent's speed.

On the ever-changing battlefield, a little change of force is enough to affect life and death!

What's more, the two forces that are constantly changing can produce a mellow force like Tai Chi.

One hand pushes, one hand leads, thousands of moves are endless!

Falling into this force field, the opponent's mecha will feel that the engine power will fluctuate. The mecha moves fast and slowly, and is not controlled by itself at all.

Thankfully, this thing isn't done yet!

The fat man quickly opened the communication channel and asked the Black Devil Studio to make a request for a trade communication. He made up his mind to control this thing in his own hands! And the problems encountered by the Black Devil Studio in research can only be solved by him!

In the Black Devil's Studios.

Berch, who is fifty-five years old this year, with black genes, let out a long sigh.

Twenty companions who have been together for many years. More than 30 researchers, more than 60 staff members. At this moment, they are all gathered in the studio hall.

At everyone's feet, there was a suitcase or two. Inside, they were pretending to salute.

Albeit reluctantly. However, the Black Devil Studio can only end there! The Freeport of Mars is no longer a paradise for these Frankensteins. Over here. has been occupied by war and killing. Even if you have a research job in your hand, you can only choose to leave now. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to study in my life.

Belch's sorrowful gaze slipped over the faces of his twenty companions. They are all the most brilliant scientists in the world, but they are also the most unpopular and undesirable madmen. Only here can they burst out with the spark of genius and return to the mainstream of human society, they are just like themselves. It's just the walking dead!

Moreover. Among them, there are more than half of the people. It's also wanted by various governments! Even he was forced to live in Freeport Mars because of the revenge murder in the Federation of Leray. Not to mention that Leray is at war now, even in peacetime, he can't go back.

Looking back at the empty studio, Belch could not say goodbye. He was reluctant. Once these people are scattered, when they want to meet again, they are already different from each other. The unfinished research of the black devil will be an eternal pain in his life!

This damn war!

A young female researcher finally couldn't hold back her tears. Girls always have the right to grieve in front of everyone.

She was reluctant to leave, and she didn't know where she could go without it.

Not only her, but the entire studio, all the people, are confused.

However, there was no way for the Black Devil Studio to stay any longer, and just yesterday, the building was hit by several rockets. The windows facing the street were also hit by the explosion and strafing bullets. The armed forces on both sides of the block are almost turning this place into the center of the battlefield.

Moreover, the armed force that now controls this area is itself an underworld gang, and it does everything to rob and kill people. If it hadn't been for the huge sum of money spent on life, everyone in the studio would have been the guns of those guys. Now, they have issued an ultimatum to leave within a certain period of time, except for their clothes, all financial equipment and equipment in the studio are not allowed to be taken away!

This is already an extrajudicial favor.

The thought of Scarface, who had led the team to the studio a few days ago, gave Belch a shiver. Thankfully, he was able to contact a merchant ship that was about to go to the 1069 space station in the Northern Passage. Miss this opportunity, and that shady guy will definitely make the whole studio disappear cleanly.

Looking at his watch, Belch gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Let's go"

Before the words fell, the central computer communicator in the Black Devil Studio suddenly beeped and beeped. Someone requests a transactional newsletter.

Belch smiled bitterly, at this time, what else is trading?!

"Wait!" The crying female researcher quickly ran to the central computer and connected the video phone.

A special encrypted communication channel of the trading network?

Frankenstein suddenly became interested, and it was nothing to listen to a phone call before leaving.

A white, chubby, fat-headed, big-eared guy appears on the virtual screen. The honest face that people can't be wary of is a sweet and kind smile.

"You are?" Bell felt that the fat man was somewhat familiar.

"Well, that's right," the fat man rubbed his hands together and put on the most harmless look, "I want to buy your magnetometer, everything including drawings and all the data." ”

"Magnetometer?" Belch was stunned for a moment, and quickly remembered the research project that he had suddenly organized everyone to tackle for nearly three months a year ago, but failed to complete it, and said in confusion: "It's just a half-finished product." Are you sure you want to? ”

"Of course." The fat man's usual vanity came out again: "Isn't it just a few node problems and material commonality problems, this is all trivial." It's a little harder to work with the engine, but for me, it's nothing. ”

"What did you say?" Belch couldn't believe his ears, and a black face with a gray beard sank. Before he could continue to speak, there was a commotion around him.

"Fart! Questions? ”

"It's a braggart idiot at first glance!"

"What I can't figure out Haig, no one dares to say in front of me that it works!"

A group of Frankenstein, whose self-esteem had been greatly challenged, suddenly jumped up and became angry.

That magnetometer. There are several problems that they have not been able to solve. And put it on the Internet, in the unspoken rules of the scientific community in the free world. In fact, it is a challenge in disguise. On the one hand, it is to show its research strength and challenge the level of other scholars, and on the other hand. It's also a way for them to communicate and cooperate with each other.

However, I didn't expect that after more than a year, their follow-up research still failed to solve the problem. jumped out of a fat man who didn't know the height of the sky, and it was no problem to open his mouth. It's not trivial.

Lu Ban sells axes in front of him, and plays with big knives in front of Guan Gongmen. This fat toad yawns, what a big breath!

"Hehe" The fat man on the virtual screen turned his head with a sneering face and said to a beautiful woman: "Look, I'll be honest, these guys are still in a hurry"

"Honestly?!" The scientific monsters are even more furious, and they can fight for anything else. When it comes to my own research projects. I have to fight for this breath!

As soon as he saw the woman standing next to the fat man on the screen, Belch was stunned for a moment.

"Wait a minute!" Belch stopped his companions' frothing denunciations. He looked at the fat man carefully and asked, "Can you tell me more about it?" ”

"Can't!" The fat man shook his head quickly.

"Damn," a group of monsters next to Belch rolled up their sleeves and continued to spray.

But I saw the fat man say slowly: "However, I have read the other products and bounty solutions you announced, and there are some things that I can guide you." ”

It's crazy!

The scientific monsters' minds were dizzy and their eyes were glazed, and if it weren't for Belch's uncharacteristically pressing them, they would have rushed into the screen and dragged the stupid fat man out and beat him.

No matter how bad it is, the old men will have to spit a few mouthfuls of saliva at the dead fat man! Squirt him all over his face.

"Let's talk about the K-21 Lava Heart mecha engine you designed." The fat man triumphantly ignored a group of old guys, looked at the engine parameters and anatomical drawings on the screen with self-care, and said: "The design of this engine is indeed very ingenious, the double ventricular wheel-shaped power cabin, the kinetic energy of the chemical engine is continuously accelerated by the ion auxiliary engine circuit, and finally the kinetic energy storage cabin that was originally attached to the power is supplied as the main power, which is both energy-saving and powerful." Not bad, not bad. ”

Haig, the designer of the "" engine, blew his beard and glared: "You can't just say it!" ”

"But," the fat man said with a smile: "Under such a load, I'm afraid it won't take long for the power reserve to be replaced, right?" ”

Haig suffocated. What the fat man said is exactly the problem that this engine has not yet solved, and it hits the nail on the head!

"I'll give you a suggestion" The fat man continued with a triumphant face: "Change the acceleration circuit of the ion auxiliary engine to a double circuit, use the Maher composite pipe to directly connect to the power compartment, carry out power guidance, and finally accelerate the kinetic energy merge with the auxiliary engine, and replace the kinetic energy collection of the kinetic energy storage cabin in a hedging way." What do you think? ”

In the hall of the Black Devil's Studio, everyone was stammering.

The short black grid's mouth was so wide that it could almost fit an egg. In the silence, one could even hear the grumpy old man's heartbeat getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, Haig burst into his exclusive studio. With the sound of the door closing, the studio suddenly crackled.

No one needs to explain anymore, all the experts present are experts in this field, although what the fat man said has not been experimented, but, theoretically, it is completely feasible!

The reason why Haig was unable to find a solution was that he designed a dual-ventricular wheeled power chamber, which he was proud of. He didn't think at all about using his brains in the power compartment to directly carry out power guidance. Even if he thought about it, he quickly threw it aside, just the Maher composite tube, which is a sideline thing, without an extremely deep understanding of the mecha engine, is absolutely unexpected, not to mention the hedging in the back.

"Let's talk about this shipborne optical navigation offset corrector" The fat man stilted his legs, holding the coffee with a smug face. This thing happened to be seen in the warehouse of the First Military Academy in the capital. Although there are some differences, the general principle is the same, and it doesn't take much brains to fool around with the subtleties of that one.

The fat man continued to foam at the mouth, and the scientific monsters continued to be stunned, their faces becoming more and more ugly.

A group of experts with an average age of more than 50 years old, who have been immersed in their respective fields all their lives, are famous experts wherever they go, and they are stunned to be educated by a fat man in his twenties! The most infuriating thing is that what this fat man said casually is the blind spot of everyone's thinking!

The more I listened, the more frightened I became. The scientific monsters looked at the fat man's eyes, as if they had seen the biggest monster in the world.

This guy is only in his twenties, and he has already dabbled in many disciplines when he said casually, and without a considerable degree of mastery and genius-like thinking, he would never be able to lift weights so easily!

Who is this fat man?

"That's it!" Belch waved his hand and interrupted the fat man's chatter: "General Tian Xingjian, it really deserves its reputation, and I am very happy to see you." ”

This time it was the fat man's turn to be startled, staring at the fat on his face and twitching: "You know me?" ”

Belch laughed, "I'm from Leray. Although I have been here for some reason, Leray is my home country after all, and there are still my friends and relatives there. On the Internet, I also often read news about Leray. As he spoke, Belch gave a gentlemanly salute to Helen beside the fat man: "The "Hero" program is my favorite. Miss Helen is my idol. ”

"My own people!" The fat man was elated: "Since everyone is from Lelei, I won't say anything polite, that thing, you promised to give it to me?" ”

Give it to him?

A group of people with dull eyes, they have seen shameless, but they have never seen such shamelessness, and they climbed up the pole, which was originally a transaction, but it became a free gift in the blink of an eye. "Alas" Belch shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands regretfully, "Originally, it wasn't a problem to give it to you, but now, even if we want to, we can't give it away!" ”

"Why?" The fat man was so anxious that thing must not fall into the hands of others.

"The studio has been given an ultimatum, and if we don't leave within six hours, everyone will die." Belch said: "Moreover, everything here has been forcibly sealed by others, and we have no right to control it." ”

“***！” The fat man jumped like thunder: "I see who dares!" ”

On the screen, the figure of the fat man quickly disappeared, and only a voice came: "You all wait for me, within three hours, I will pick you up!" Damn, Markwich, inform everyone, gather for Lao Tzu immediately, Lao Tzu is going to rob people today! ”