According to Boss Li's introduction on the road, this Saan is a master crafter, and his level is extremely high, and he usually can't see him in person at all.

Mordin hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "I've seen the master!"

Sarn's gaze didn't linger on Mordin, he stared at the computer screen.

"Your curve here will resist impact if you adjust it a little to the left, and it will resist fatigue if you adjust it a little bit to the right, what are you going to choose?" it asked, pointing to a main line on the screen.

At this time, Mordin has three places that are going all out: the computer, Lancôme's dot plot, and the sea to build a model.

He saw that the position of the curve that Sarn adjusted was a key performance indicator that determined the armor material's ability to resist blows, so he quickly recalculated it in the sea of knowledge.

"I wanted to keep both of these features, and I wanted to add a guide line to the edge. "After calculations, the material produced by that main line was too monotonous, and auxiliary materials had to be erected to enhance its impact and high temperature resistance.

"Huh?" Sarn was visibly surprised.

"You adjust it and show me!" it moved out of the way for Mordin.

Mordin hesitated, he didn't know what the real intentions of the robot master was, and whether he would find out the secret he had.

Seeing that Mordin did not move, Sarn took the initiative to step forward and sketch out a secondary data link next to the main line.

"Are you going to do that?" it asked, still staring at the screen, without looking back.

"Yes!" Mordin blurted out. This Sahn is so amazing that he actually thinks of it with his own sea of knowledge.

"This is a secondary line that I added when I made armor materials for Her Majesty, and I didn't expect to meet someone who also wanted to add this line today!"

"Her Majesty's armor?" Mordin was taken aback. Unexpectedly, this little bearded old man-like robot craftsman in front of him once made armor for the powerful Queen of Ewendina's machinery!

"It can't be bragging, is it?" Moldin muttered secretly.

"Have you seen Her Majesty?" asked Sarn suddenly.

"I didn't ...... Nope!" Mordin didn't know why it suddenly asked about this.

"Oh...... Then you must have Her Majesty's dot plot!" Sarn affirmed.

"This ...... I have a dot plot, but I don't know if it's Her Majesty's. Mordin replied hesitantly.

"Only Her Majesty's dot plot can calculate adding an auxiliary line here!" Sarn looked at the screen and said thoughtfully: "Your Majesty's dot plot is the most perfect database, and it is really my life's honor to be able to make armor for Your Majesty!"

As he spoke, Sarn turned around, pointed to the coat of arms embedded in his left chest with his right hand and said, "This is the coat of arms given by Her Majesty herself, and it also stores the dot matrix of the data you just selected." ”

As he spoke, it took off the coat of arms and embedded it in the grooves of the machine, and sure enough, the clusters of curves that appeared on the screen were almost identical to Mordin's, except that there were more and more complex clusters.

It was only then that Mordin believed what the old man said. Because his dot plot came from Lancôme, and Lancôme was the "biological" daughter of the Queen of Machines, her dot plot must have come from the Queen.

Mordin couldn't help but be in awe of the inconspicuous old man in front of him, and he quickly bowed to it with his fists clenched.

"It's a pleasure to meet you!" he said sincerely.

Sarn waved his hand and said, "No matter what situation you get, it's my fate and my honor to meet you here!"

Mordin hurriedly gave in.

"Her Majesty is the great man I have revered most in my life, she is kind and gentle, courteous and courteous, although she has amazing wisdom, but she is never arrogant and domineering, alas, ......!" Speaking of this, old Sarn actually sighed long: "It's a pity that the group of people around her are narrow-sighted and narrow-minded, and they are obsessed with Her Majesty's grand mind and have been secretly doing evil." Out of helplessness, Her Majesty had to endure it for the time being, leaving those who are young people a chance to wake up naturally, but I am afraid that Her Majesty will never see this day coming!"

Speaking of this, the elder Sarn was saddened.

Hearing these words, Mordin's heart rippled, but he still had to pretend to be calm on the surface.

Sarn didn't care how he reacted, just pointed to the curves on the screen and said, "Where are you going to get the materials you made like this?"

"I'm going to get the 'Good Again' weapon line. Mordin replied truthfully, he now felt that this Sarn, although he was a robot, was as trustworthy as a real human.

"Well, it's not bad there, but you have to pay attention to the fact that when you set the curve path like this, you have to be very careful about the order of these lattices when you assemble them, and when you heat and pressurize, you must adjust the oscillation frequency of the electromagnetic field, and you must not destroy the arrangement matrix of the lattice orientation. ”

"Thank you for your guidance!" Mordin bowed to Sarn again.

Sarn smiled and was no longer polite, he held the non-existent beard under his chin and said: "Although the process of making your armor is similar to Her Majesty's armor, the grade of raw materials is far from the same, so after the finished product, the grade will be much different, but it will not be worse there." When the time comes, you can take my nameplate and ask that Berkeley general to test it for you personally, and you can modify any defects!"

As he spoke, Sarn handed Mordin a metal plaque with some strange inscriptions carved into it.

"Thank you so much, Master Sarn. ”

"If I'm guessing correctly, you should be a human cultivator!" said Old Sarn, who suddenly said this, his eyes staring at Mordine with a very serious expression.

"Ahh

The old man suddenly smiled again, and that expression seemed a little funny.

Mordin was confused by it.

"If you are a cultivator, you are welcome to take a walk around the area where our robot masses live and see how our society is doing. Sarn said softly to Mordin.

"You also have a mass living quarter?" Mordin, the first time he'd heard that robots also have social groups.

"That's right!" Sarn said affirmatively, "I know that Her Majesty very much wants to form an alliance with you human cultivators to jointly manage this planet, but it's a pity that she is distracted by the internal mess and can't take care of it."

However, what those young people around her do to you human beings will definitely cause you cultivators to intervene, and I am worried that it will be difficult to deal with it when the time comes, so we take this opportunity to invite you to come to our world to have a look, to learn about our society, and hope to reach mutual understanding with you human cultivators. ”

"Yes, I'll do my best!" replied Mordin.

"Then it's decided, next time you are free, come to me directly, and I can help you get a robot temporary ID card!