The pigment control organ of the Star Soldier is specially designed to resist radiation, and changing the hair color and skin color of the Star Soldier is a side effect, even if he takes off the power armor, Fu Qinghai is not afraid of the damage of radiation.

Entrance to Jacob's Town.

The group of three is quite eye-catching.

And not just because they got out of that giant tank.

is also because Jiang Yixia and Huxley are not wearing protective clothing.

Toxicity aside from the dose is a hooligan, less than 100 millisieverts of radiation will not cause any effect on the human body, but the radiation in this basin is obviously far beyond the range that ordinary humans can bear.

Huxley also used his skin and eyes to remind others that he was not an ordinary human. And Jiang Yixia was only wearing one of Fu Qinghai's vests, the black I-shirt was loosely draped on the shoulders, and the hem was simply knotted at the waist, revealing a large area of back muscles, and the looming abdominal muscles on the waist, and the bronzed skin shone delicately in the sun like satin, which really attracted attention.

It's not just hot and sexy, it's a symbol of strength that dares to dress like this in this place.

As for why not wear your own clothes?

Jiang Yixia's reason is that it will break when transforming.

Fu Qinghai thought to herself, I still remember your super stretch shorts and sports tank top that are comparable to Dr. Banner.

Maybe the aura is a real thing, the eyeball robot is floating to lead the way, Fu Qinghai is not hurrying and walking in the forefront, matching the burly figure, the big sword plus two big guns, with the fierce and violent aesthetics unique to Warhammer 40K, the reincarnation people who queued up at the door to be inspected spontaneously made way for the three people who came.

"Thank you."

Fu Qinghai politely looked at the guard:

"What do we need to be inspected?"

The armored giant, which was close to three meters, cast a shadow that shrouded the guards inside, he raised his head and said hesitantly:

"Well, just a drop of blood, we need to make sure you're not infected with any viruses, mold, or parasites."

You can carry weapons, but you can't carry viruses.

It's interesting to note that the leaders of Jacobs are well aware of what the real dangers of Resident Evil are.

The necessary rules still have to be followed, after all, it is on someone else's territory. Fu Qinghai took off his hand armor and pulled out a drop of blood and dripped it on the metal machine, without touching the spikes on it.

Fu Qinghai turned his head and motioned for the two to do the same.

"Buzz...... Drip. ”

The green light turned on after the machine test, the guard stepped out of the way and made a "please" gesture, and the three people who had been examined walked into the town.

The eyeball robot flew away with a "beep-beep".

The first building that catches the eye of the street is a small stand made from the wreckage of a white airliner, with a red cross light box flashing overhead, and a large hand-painted signboard:

"Old Poison Worm Hunter's Pharmacy."

Take a look at the iron sign hanging below:

"Our store provides: Jet, Minda, Bali Pill, Fortin, Anti-Radiation Agent X, Therapy Needle, Plasma Bag, Stealth Kid...... You can mix the flavor independently. ”

Anti-radiation agents are available in the town.

So in fact, you can live here without radiation protective clothing, you just need to keep spending money on medicine.

Just as the three of them walked by, two young men with pale faces and sweating in cloak hurried to the pharmacy, banged on the counter and shouted:

"Minda, give me Minda, orange flavored, quick!"

The companion next to him is also impatient:

"I want a grape-flavored one, and I'll mix it with Jet."

Most of the drugs in the radiation universe, whether they are strengthening drugs or anti-radiation agents, are highly addictive.

"Don't worry, young man, you won't die if you endure it for a while."

The obese man in the shop, wearing a gas mask on his face and rubber gloves on his hands, skillfully picks up bottles and cans, adds them one by one, shakes them and mixes them well, and finally puts in a few ice cubes and hands them to the two young people, like aloe vera juice vendors on the streets of India.

Jiang Yixia looked up at the line of small characters under the big signboard, frowned and read slowly:

"The best way to deal with an addiction is to satisfy it...... What the hell is this logic? ”

"This is a famous quote from the English poet Oscar Wilde."

Fu Qinghai casually explained, he looked at the huge iron building in the middle of the road, the "BAR" sign composed of red, green, and green neon tubes, flashing non-stop, and the sound of people coming from the window, which looked very lively.

傅青海 says:

"Let's go to the bar."

……

Fu Qinghai pushed open the door of the bar.

The hot and humid air mixed with alcohol and the noisy and boiling voices came to his nose and ears.

Everyone in the bar was first slightly surprised by Fu Qinghai's cold armor and huge figure, and then all eyes looked at Jiang Yixia behind him.

I have to say that a sexy girl with Jiang Yixia's height and long legs is indeed more face-saving than a girl with that kind of bird, and her height of 1.83 meters and the unruly expression on her face can arouse men's desire to conquer even more.

Other female reincarnators have to shrink in bloated and fat protective clothing, only Jiang Yixia can show off her perfect body generously, and she doesn't look at who she looks at.

The interior of the bar, crowded, oppressive, gloomy.

The disco ball spins and projects colorful spots of light.

“Oh Am I a fool， Who sits alone……”

A woman in a red slip dress, with a plump body and half-exposed breasts, was standing on the side of the platform writhing her body, singing in a low voice, singing "Talking to the Moon" by Brother Mars.

Fu Qinghai stepped into the bar and looked around, the gray walls of the bar were actually thick lead shells, no wonder the people inside were not wearing helmets, how could they drink while wearing helmets.

Fu Qing walked in at the gate, and slowly glanced at the surrounding drinkers, power armor is not uncommon here, all kinds of styles and models, almost everyone has it.

There is a table of people, all wearing power armor from the Fallout series, models from T-45, T-51 to T-60, all of which are fully enclosed power armor, and have special protection against radiation, and the traces of casting and welding are very wasteland style.

There is also a person, wearing orange and black protective clothing, only with armor plates in key positions such as chest, thighs and crotch, Fu Qinghai felt a little familiar, and when he looked at it, there was a circle on his chest with the sign of the word "enter" wrapped in the middle.

"Half-life?"

Fu Qinghai couldn't help but ask.

The other party was a middle-aged stubble man wearing black-framed glasses, and when he heard this, he raised his head and glanced at Fu Qinghai, nodded his head, and said:

"Hazardous environment protective clothing, from the Montenegrin Institute. Your power armor isn't bad either, brother. ”

Hazardous Environment Suits, or HEV suits for short, are products developed by the Half-Life Universe Black Mountain Research Institute to enable researchers to safely continue their research work in an environment filled with radiation, explosions, and energy pulses.

Gordon Freeman, the male protagonist of the Half-Life series, wears this protective suit and holds a gravity gun to fight alien monsters, including antlion and headcrab.

Fu Qinghai saw that next to the other party's chair, there was actually a crowbar......

The Holy Sword of Physics, it's interesting.

Fu Qinghai decided to come over and have a drink with him later.

Fu Qinghai and the three of them found a position at the bar, Fu Qinghai took off his helmet and put it on the countertop, leaned against the bar and stood in place, and the other two sat down separately.

"Drink something?"

The bearded bartender handed over a wine list.

Fu Qinghai took it and glanced at it.

Sure enough, the list was full of nuclear cola in various flavors.

That's the price......

A glass of zero-radiation distilled water actually costs 5 assimilation points.

In comparison, a bottle of Nuka Cola only costs 1 point.

The menu doesn't indicate the price of other currencies, meaning that only Assimilated Pips are accepted?

Fu Qinghai asked:

"Aren't there any local survivors here?"

Fu Qinghai refers to indigenous NPCs and the like.

The bearded bartender shook his head:

"As far as I know, no."

Wouldn't you survive a meteorite impact if you don't become a zombie? I don't know how big the meteorite really is.

"Okay, bring me a bottle of nucleus private brew, a bottle of cranberry-flavored nuka-cola for the lady on my left, and a bottle for the gentleman on my right...... Not. ”

Fu Qinghai said, with a bad thought.

"Yellow Nuka Coke."

The bartender rolled his eyes:

"We don't serve yellow nuclear cola."

Fu Qinghai laughed:

"Okay, classic Nuka-Cola, I'm please."

After saying that, Fu Qinghai paid 10 assimilation points.

"One more point is a tip."

Fu Qinghai said casually.

Huxley squinted his eyes in confusion, and from the conversation and expression between Fu Qinghai and the bartender, he keenly sensed that there must be something in this that he didn't know.

Yellow Nuka Cola, an off-the-beaten-path branch of the Nuka-Cola mainline line, has both a yellow appearance and a "fun" scent. In Fallout: Brotherhood of Steel, there have been reports of this stuff during the Brotherhood of Steel's reign in Chicago. It soon became clear that this Nuka-Cola was "invented" by a naked crazy old man -

He just poured a soak of urine into it......

"Winter."

A bottle of strange wine that emitted light blue fluorescence, and an empty glass glass, paused in front of Fu Qinghai.

Fu Qinghai picked up the wine bottle and turned it over to take a look, and the recipe ingredient list with radiation warning signs was written on the back:

"Ethanol, carbonic acid, uranium hexafluoride and caffeine."

I didn't write the alcohol content, only wrote a "lethal dose: 1 bottle." ”

Brewing is actually very simple, any carbohydrate substance + Saccharomyces cerevisiae + distillation, you can get a spirit.

The hard part is to remove the fusel.

For the nuclear private brew distilled by nuclear cola fermentation, it is obvious that the problem of fusel will not be considered after drinking uranium hexafluoride.

The bearded bartender put two bottles of nuclear Coke in front of Jiang Yixia and Huxley, the classic rocket glass bottle, the bottle condensed and steamed.

There is also a charge for chilling.

Fu Qinghai had just finished pouring a glass of wine, and a small flat-headed strong man with an "M" hairline sat next to Jiang Yixia, speaking in a thick tongue-curling English, and shouted at the bartender:

"Give this beautiful lady a Pickaxe beer, I'll please."

Can't even hold back the space marines next to them?

Jiang Yixia's charm is indeed a bit big.

Fu Qinghai grinned and was about to speak, Huxley leaned his head over and said to the white man:

"Don't have eyes? This lady's wine was invited. ”

"I'm inviting this beauty, not you, there's no place for you to talk here, mutant."

The man said unceremoniously.

"Wave!"

Jiang didn't turn his head for a while, opened the cap of the bottle with his thumb, took a sip of cold nuclear Coke, felt the spicy taste of radiation flowing into his throat and esophagus, and then slowly turned his head, and glanced at the man with indifferent eyes:

"Who are you?"

"My name is Abram, Abram Augustus......"

The man confidently introduced, but before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Jiang Yixia, and she put the Coke bottle on the bar:

"I didn't let you introduce yourself, ugly man, I mean...... Where do you think you're better than him? ”

Jiang Yixia pouted in the direction of Fu Qinghai, his eyes contemptuous.

The white man was extremely thick-skinned, and he didn't care about the title of "ugly man", rolled up his sleeves and showed the tattoo on his arm, a string of black tattoos composed of Cyrillic letters, and said with a smile:

"I'm from the Songtsevo Brotherhood."

Brotherhood of Songtsevo?

Huxley's eyes froze when he heard this, and his body shrank back without a trace.

"Huh."

Jiang Yixia sneered.

"Just those stupid hairies?"

The strong man was a little angry this time, he narrowed his eyes, stared at Jiang Yixia and said slowly:

"We don't like the title 'Maozi', besides, it's your honor that I can fancy you, Khitan woman."

Fu Qinghai stretched out a hand to wrap his arm around Jiang Yixia's shoulder, tilting his head to look at this uninvited guy:

"Just order, friend. How do you want to die? ”

"Kata."

Hearing this, the bartender behind the bar did not hesitate to pick up a triple plasma rifle and pointed at the four people present:

"Fights are not allowed in bars, and they are not allowed in small towns, so we have to fight again after we get out of town!"

This strong man named "Abram" leaned back on the chair behind him, stretched out his hands at Fu Qinghai, and smiled defiantly, but he had no intention of going out.

What a scoundrel.

"Hey, guys, listen to me, we have bar rules!"

At this time, the good deeds who had been watching the play behind the four of them for a long time finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly:

"Whoever drinks a lot of alcohol in the competition wins, how about it?"

Whoever came up with this rule must be the bar owner......

Besides, why should the woman I brought become someone else's bargaining chip?

Fu Qinghai was speechless.

"Drink, drink, drink......"

The drinkers raised their glasses and coaxed loudly.

Fu Qinghai shook his head, glanced at the Crane Mouth Hoes beer in front of Abram, and sneered:

"Eggless sissies drink stuff."

Fu Qinghai didn't say that he wanted to compare, nor did he say that he didn't compare, he just unscrewed the cap of the bottle of nuclear private brewing, raised his head and poured the whole bottle of radioactive liquor into his throat.

"Goo Du Goo Du ......"

The fluorescent blue liquid level dropped rapidly, and the surrounding drinkers stopped coaxing, all holding their breath, watching Fu Qinghai drink a whole bottle of nuclear private brew in a few seconds, and put it on the table lightly, as if he was nothing.

"Boss, three more bottles."

Fu Qinghai licked his lips.

"I'm dripping mom...... How come he's not dead yet. ”

Someone hugged his head and exclaimed.

"He must have taken anti-radiation medicine in advance."

"Be careful, maybe he'll be a ghoul in the next second."

Others swore an oath.

"Boss, three bottles of quantum nucleon cola."

Jiang Yixia also shouted lazily.

The bartender put three bottles of Coke, which also emitted a strong blue light, in front of Jiang Yixia, and the woman casually picked open one bottle, and directly blew the bottle and drank it all under the horrified eyes of everyone in the bar.

All canned and boxed food in the Fallout world relies on Radiant to keep it fresh, and alcohol and cola are no exception, so two hundred years have passed in the game, and the food and alcohol still haven't rotted. That's why the eyeball robot in Jacob's town reminds that only those who can resist radiation can buy food and water here.

Strong radiation kills viruses and bacteria, which may be why there are no zombies in the basin.

However, the use of radiation to preserve freshness and the direct addition of radioactive materials are completely different things.

Hiding in a lead shell and protective suit is completely different from drinking radioactive material directly.

Seeing a newcomer who had just arrived with a confused face, the old man next to him immediately patiently explained to him:

"Quantum nuclear coke, strictly speaking, that thing is not a drink at all, it is actually a camouflage made by the military to cover up the development of liquid nuclear weapons, and strontium-90 is added to the coke, so it can emit a blue and radiant radioactive light."

"These quantum cola stock solutions can be processed into liquid nuclear weapons of mass destruction - quantum weapons! As long as there is a method of processing and purification, a bottle of Quantum Cola and a water gun can cause no less lethality than a heavy firearm! ”

The newcomer looked horrified:

"So, that's three vials of nuclear raw materials?"

The old man nodded earnestly:

"That's right."

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Yixia drank all three bottles of Coke.

She hiccuped slightly, put the empty bottle in front of her, raised her chin and looked down at Abram, and chuckled:

"Don't dare to fight in a fight, you can't drink alcohol...... What kind of man are you? ”

Abram is now erected.

The surrounding drinkers all stood up and coaxed:

"Drink with her, drink with her, drink with her!"

Someone slapped the table and shouted:

"Drink, what are you afraid of?"

"Being ridiculed by a woman, is it like words!"

Someone laughed bitterly:

"Tell a joke: the Songtsevo brotherhood can't drink."

"What's the matter, isn't it a handle?"

"Huh? That's all there is to Slavic men? ”

Seeing this, Fu Qinghai couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Jiang Yixia, this girl is so biao that she has covered up her limelight.

Hiding in the crowd and scolding large associations, anyone dares, just like everyone shouting at the perfect human being on the reincarnation forum, there are really few people in the reincarnation world who dare to fight against the perfect human being.

"The Sword Comes"

Fu Qinghai drank radioactive spirits, but it didn't hurt, but it didn't gain either, while Jiang Yixia drank quantum-type nuclear cola, which was equivalent to drinking supplements, and the more he drank, the more energetic he became.

In the end, Abram could only throw down one sentence:

"These two fools don't want to die, but I want to die."

Then, amid the boos of the drinkers, he fled the bar in ashes.

One of the two sides of the conflict admits defeat and fled, and the drinkers have no good show to watch, and gradually disperse in all directions, continuing to brag and chat and fart, what to do.

After the vignette, Fu Qinghai took a moment to touch a glass with Jiang Yixia and continued to observe the surroundings carefully.

He suddenly noticed that there was a blackboard hanging behind the bar, but instead of a drink menu, something similar to a bounty was written in chalk:

1. Destroy the super mutant bandit gang entrenched in the southeast valley, reward: 300 assimilation points.

2. Kill the evil lich and radiated corpse monsters that occupy the Extreme Sulfur Mine Cave, reward: 380 assimilation points.

3. Escort the trade caravan to ......

4. Kill the target character......

At the top of the blackboard there is a very mischievous title:

“Deadpool。”

"Interesting ......"

Fu Qinghai scratched his chin and smiled.

"How?"

Jiang Yixia asked.

"The leaders of Jacobs are very good at business."

Fu Qinghai explained:

"Not only does he provide goods and services for the reincarnators and unilaterally earn assimilation points for the reincarnators, but he also issues some tasks for the reincarnators to give them some opportunities to make money, whether these tasks are true or false, high or low in difficulty, they can revitalize the point circulation of the entire town...... This guy is a guy who understands economics. ”

"What do you mean...... Are the bounty missions all fake? ”

Jiang Yixia asked.

Fu Qinghai explained:

"No, I mean...... If you think about it this way, as the biggest force in this basin, the maker of rules and order, if he sends troops to exterminate these forces, there will certainly be casualties and losses, but in the end it is more likely to succeed than letting this group of stragglers do it, right? But instead of doing it himself, he encouraged the reincarnators to do it in the form of a bounty. ”

"I avoided my own losses, revitalized the town's economy, and found something to do for the idle reincarnations...... In short, it is a lot of money. ”

Fu Qinghai drank the last sip of wine and said:

"I'm guessing, maybe there is a suspicion of transitional interpretation, let's go, go to another place with me."

Jiang Yixia and Huxley followed Fu Qinghai out of the bar and came to the table of the stubble and glasses man in the HEV protective suit. When he first entered the door, he was still alone, and now there were two men in power armor sitting in front of him.

"Excuse me, do you mind sharing a table?"

Fu Qinghai asked.

"Yes."

The glasses stubble man smiled and said:

"These two are my friends, they went to the toilet just now, but fortunately they came back in time and didn't miss the show."

Everyone saw the lively scene in the bar just now.

Fu Qinghai pulled an empty table from the side, put it close to the round table, and the three of them sat down again.

The glasses stubble man first raised his glass to Jiang Yixia:

"Hats off, the lady who drank three bottles of Quantum Coke."

Jiang Yixia bowed slightly, clinked glasses and drank.

Fu Qinghai said:

"Introduce yourself, Aoyama, a Space Marine, from the Warhammer 40K universe, this set of power armor...... It's called MK4 Extreme Power Armor. ”

Seeing that several people present seemed to be scientific and technological armor streams, Fu Qinghai also briefly introduced his power armor.

The man with stubble glasses nodded:

"Just call me Fernando, this is Tom, this is Matthew."

Tom, a fat white man with a round face, patted his power armor and said:

"ZZOS-14 Experimental Power Armor from Nuclear Explosion RPG."

"Nuclear Explosion RPG", a game developed in Russia, is also a classic wasteland worldview, inspired by the "Fallout" series. Fu Qinghai had heard of it but had never played it.

The name "Matthew" is a tall, stout bald black man, and the power armor on his body is extremely large, like a mortal version of the Terminator armor, and his whole body is tightly wrapped in only one face, and the whole person seems to be locked inside.

The power armor seemed to make him very uncomfortable, and the black man said in a sullen voice with a slumped face:

"Berserker Battle Suit, also known as MOX Battle Suit, Wieland Yuya Company, Alien Comics Universe."

Wow, it's a great collection of power armor today.

Fu Qinghai nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and asked the waiter to add a dozen more beers to the two tables, ordinary beer without added radioactive substances.

"Mr. Fernando."

Fu Qinghai said straight to the point:

"I won't go around the bush with you, I'm very interested in the gravity technology of the Half-Life Universe, you're wearing a HEV protective suit, it looks like you should be a researcher at the Black Mountain Research Institute? I'll be blunt, if you could provide me with a sample of a gravity weapon, or even a research material......"

When Fu Qinghai said this, he focused on the words:

"Assimilation points are enough."

The "Half-Life" series and the "Portal" series, classics in the history of games, award-winning originators, the two actually share the same world view, Aperture Technology and Black Mountain Base, both are well-known scientific and technological institutions in the game, Fu Qinghai has been greedy for portal guns and gravity guns for a long time.

Of course, the Warhammer 40K Human Empire also has gravity weapons, but the two use gravity in different ways, the Human Empire's gravity gun increases or decreases the target's gravity to achieve the purpose of killing buildings or vehicles with excessive self-weight, while the half-life gravity gun is accurate gravity control.

Secondly and most crucially, the gravity weapon of the Human Empire is Relic Technology - this is very deadly, the word "Relic Technology" means that it cannot be copied and cannot be mass-produced, except for the arsenal of the First Legion, you will be difficult to find this rare weapon anywhere else.

By the way, the Human Empire actually has a frozen weapon - the Frost Hellweapon of the Space Wolf, but this weapon is unique to the wolf group, and the ammunition must rely on some special crystal mined on Fenris, which is scarce in the wolf group, so naturally it cannot be counted as the standard weapon of the imperial army.

"Hmmm......"

Fernando heard this and fell into deep thought.

After thinking for a while, he said slowly:

"Qingshan, that's the case, the more assimilation points the better, but I'm a person, I don't have any ambitions, and I don't need points at the moment, I want to hear you talk about other aspects of trading."

Something else? What do you mean?

Fu Qinghai was a little difficult.

Of course, he can pat his chest and say: In the future Warhammer 40K Universe, I will cover you.

But with the current power in Fu Qinghai's hands, he is far from daring to fight this kind of package, he said at most: In the future, you come to the Marquez King region of the Hazy Star Domain of the Milky Way of the Warhammer 40K Universe, and I will cover you...... This area is barely considered Fu Qinghai's sphere of influence, but what is the use of this kind of package?

Seeing Fu Qinghai's embarrassed face, Fernando smiled and said:

"Okay, in fact, it's not a big deal, I can't give you the gravity gun and the gravity gauntlet, because I still have to rely on these two weapons to survive here, but I can tell you about the research materials of gravity technology, they are in my mind, as for whether you can understand it, it's up to you."

Fernando held out two fingers:

"A thousand assimilation points, plus a favor."

He said that he didn't need assimilation points, but the price he shouted out wasn't cheap at all.

Fu Qinghai clapped his hands without hesitation and said:

"Deal."

Seeing that Fu Qinghai was so simple, Fernando persuaded instead:

"Don't make a decision so early, I've been in the Half-Life Universe for more than ten years, and I've been in the Black Mountain Research Institute for five or six years, before I finally figured out the mystery of gravity weapons, if you can't learn it, I won't refund it."

Fernando also added:

"There was also a club that wanted to buy it, but they didn't understand the principle, so in the end they could only buy finished weapons with me, or simply invited me to join them, but I refused."

Hearing this, Fu Qinghai smiled confidently:

"You don't have to worry about that."

Who is he Fu Qinghai?

The previous comparison between Fu Qinghai and Koshvito was not convincing by how much the Star Marines were stronger than the Spartan Warriors, but by another and most critical point - Tony Stark's electronic soul backup.

Koshvito is a standard fighter, even if he is the strongest Spartan II, he is just a fighter.

Although he was wearing Thor's hammer power armor, he didn't know how to make it, and although he was covered with five kinds of biochemical modifications, he didn't know how the operation worked.

And Fu Qinghai has more identities than a "warrior" - an engineer and a scientist. Iron Man in the MCU is one of the smartest people in the universe, certified by Thanos.

As long as Fernando teaches carefully, it is impossible for Fu Qinghai to not learn.

The parties agreed to find a suitable time and place to complete the transaction.

After talking about business, then a few people drank, chatted, bragging, and farted.

They are all reincarnators of science and technology, and they are all science and technology armor flows, and several people present have a lot of common topics, including Huxley, a person who regulates the atmosphere, Jiang Yixia, a big beauty, and Fu Qinghai, a big treat, everyone is drinking so well, and when the wine is hot, Fu Qinghai also took the opportunity to say to the black Matthew:

"Wieland Yuya's berserker battle suit, there's a technology I'm interested in."

With Fernando's transaction in front, Matthew hurriedly asked:

"What technology?"

傅青海 says:

"As you said, the 'Mobile Attack Exoskeleton Warrior' project, also known as the MOX project, was originally developed for Xenomorphs, and the armor shell should have good resistance to Xenomorph blood."

Fu Qinghai still remembers the fact that Tao Gang was corroded by alien blood.

Matthew nodded and said:

"Yes, this project has developed to a later stage, renamed the MAX project, which is the abbreviation of 'Mobile Assault Exoskeleton Warrior', which has been completely immune to the corrosion of alien blood, and the power helmet armor is getting heavier and heavier, from two tons to ten tons, if I wear that one, I won't be able to enter this bar."

Fu Qinghai knocked on the table and said:

"If you can provide me with the alloy formula for the armor, I mean the most advanced one in your mouth, I can pay you enough like Mr. Fernando did."

Matthew frowned and thought, and said:

"Okay, add a contact information, and when I go back to the alien comic universe to figure out a way, it should be possible."

The properties of a material, its hardness and toughness, its resistance to acids and alkalis, its resistance to high and low temperatures, whether it is magically resistant, can be unrelated or even completely opposite. Anyone with a little common sense of materials science will not use a simple and brainless "strong" and "weak" to describe the properties of a material.

The Human Empire had never come into contact with a creature like an alien in the past, and it was 41K after encountering the Tyranid Zerg, so Fu Qinghai had a little knowledge reserve in advance.

In addition to the alloy for alien blood, Wieland Yuya still has a lot of good things in its hands, such as cyborg technology, which is also very advanced, and knowing a reincarnation from the alien comic universe can be regarded as a kind of network reserve.

A few people were drinking.

Suddenly, an eyeball robot floated in from outside the bar, hovering next to Fu Qinghai, and emitted an electronic sound:

"Mr. Aoyama, Mr. Zhao Jianming, the mayor of Jacob Town, invites you to the mayor's office for a talk."

Oh?

Several people present were stunned.

Fernando laughed and said:

"Haha, I've been in Jacobs for so long, and I've never met the mayor."

Tom and Matthew says:

"Neither do I."

"So mysterious? Okay, then let's go meet and see who this mayor is. ”

Fu Qinghai led the two companions to get up:

"Sorry, guys."

"Hiccup~ It's okay, Aoyama, thank you for the wine."

Tom said with a hiccup.

Generous local tyrants are popular everywhere.

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------Off topic------

Thanksgiving, showing understanding, listening compassionately, the god of Slaanesh chose Paregal, the reward.

This chapter is eight thousand six, can you get tomorrow's update?