In the face of Juan's questioning, Lolita spread her hands: "Dr. O said that gravity can cross multidimensional space, but why didn't he explain, don't ask me, I don't understand." ”

Then Lolita took out a design drawing: "Look at this, the transportation tool I designed for shrimp people - electric tricycles." ”

Juan inexplicably had the feeling that after writing his profound atomic bomb thesis, he immediately went to the school gate to set up a stall to sell tea and eggs.

As the saying goes, people can't live without ideals, but they can't eat enough just by having ideals.

Juan pulls his mind away from the multidimensional universe and back to the electric tricycle.

He looked at the design with 100,000 points of seriousness.

The electric tricycle pictured here has a bicycle-like front end and a large flat plate at the back.

There is an electric motor on the axle between the two rear wheels, and there is a box for the battery "blue square" on the side, and there is a wire connected to the handlebar, where there is a switch, and there are only two options: opening and closing.

No shifting system, no shock absorption system, not even a brake system, simple couldn't be simpler.

"This, is this a stroller?"

"Stupid, look at the scale!"

"Oh, it should be quite big."

"In front of the slab, there can be one shrimp man, who is responsible for driving, and four in the back, and weapons, ammunition and supplies can be placed in the middle."

"Great, so that you can form combat effectiveness and not starve to death on the way to the battlefield."

"I didn't think about what weapons to bring, it can't be too big, otherwise the load will not be bearable."

"Got it, I'm going to talk to Lisa."

"I've made a sample, do you want to try it first?"

"No need, your car has no shock absorption, and the tires are solid rubber, I went up to sit in a circle, and my waist was probably broken, and you have to blame me for not being able to serve you."

"Phew, nasty, get out of here, go and serve Lisa!"

Juan smiled and left the lab and made his way to the shop.

Lisa didn't notice Juan coming in, she was staring at the ball of light in her hand.

"Lisa, are you practicing magic?"

"Hey, Mr. Juan, I'm sorry, I didn't see you, I don't know why today, since I got up in the morning, I feel that my magic is very abundant, so I practice casually."

"It's okay, it's okay, you keep practicing, I'll look at the weapon."

But Lisa ended her spell and stepped forward to accompany Juan.

Juan casually picked up a Type 03 automatic rifle, looked at the trigger, and put it down again.

"Lisa, what weapon do you think is more convenient with two large pincers?"

"Do you want to equip the shrimp people?"

"yes, if I can arm so many shrimp people, I will have the strength to fight Jack."

"But, Mr. Juan, big tongs are really not good for a gun.

"The guns here are all designed according to the human body, and the grip and trigger require five-finger coordination.

"You see these traditional grips, which require four fingers to be clenched and the index finger to pull the trigger, and these heavy machine gun D-grips, which need to be held with both hands and the trigger pressed with the thumb.

"If you change to big pincers, you can't even grab it, and even if you barely fire, you can't bear the recoil."

Juan frowned, he hadn't really thought about it before.

Now that I think about it, human weapons must be suitable for human use, and no one should design a weapon that is not suitable for the palm of a human hand, but suitable for the use of large pincers.

"Is there no way?"

Lisa pondered for a while: "Why don't you try a grenade, this operation is simple, and the big pliers can also be thrown out with a clamp." ”

Juan thinks that he can, the shrimp people's claws are still very strong, and throwing grenades will not be worse than humans.

However, the grenade attack distance is too close, and it is easy to be rushed in front of the orcs to form hand-to-hand combat when encountering a rapidly advancing orc.

"Is there a weapon that has a longer range and is suitable for large pincers?"

Lisa's train of thought seemed to be opened by a grenade, and she pulled out a grenadier from the cabinet.

"This is okay, one plier clamps the barrel body, and the other pliers puts the grenade in, which is very convenient."

Juan took the grenadier, he had seen this thing in old movies, the Japanese devils liked to play the most, they could hit three or four hundred meters away, and the power was not small.

He became interested: "I'll try how to do it." ”

Lisa pulled out a propaganda poster showing an American GI who had captured a grenadier, kneeling on one knee, propping the U-shaped bracket of the grenadier on his thigh with one hand, and placing a grenade on the mouth of the grenadier with the other, posing as if he were shooting.

So Juan went outside to the tarmac, got down on one knee in the same way, propped the grenadier on his thigh, and put in the grenade.

"Knock"

The crisp sound was accompanied by a "click" of the leg bones being crushed by the recoil of the grenadier.

"Ah~!"

Juan's miserable screams even drowned out the roar of grenade explosions in the distance.

At the same time, Lisa rushed out in a panic, shouting, "I got the wrong one, the correct instructions for use are here!" ”

Juan was carried to the infirmary by two strong two-headed demons.

By this time, however, he had returned to normal.

With a wave of his hand to let the two two-headed demons leave, Juan closed the door and looked at Mosi who was covering his stomach.

"What's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts."

"Have you taken your medicine? No, you don't have healing magic. ”

"It's useless, it's a seed, and it's been making noise since the middle of the night last year."

"Is this, is the fetal moving?"

"I don't know, it's kind of like."

"You're not a doctor, why don't you even know this?"

"I don't have this kind of experience, besides, the seed is not a real fetus, who knows why it is like this, hiss~, here it is again."

"Why don't I pour you some hot water?"

"It's better to add some more life essence."

"Are you kidding, you still need the life essence at this time?"

"The seed is absorbing my magic, much faster than before."

"Really?" Juan's face grimaced, and he knew what that meant.

But when he looked at the ink, it didn't seem to be getting old, and his hair wasn't gray, not like it had been sucked dry.

He gently stroked the green hair of the ink silk and said, "Can you still hold it?" ”

"It's okay, I don't know why, I feel like there is a lot more magic around me, and the speed at which they pour into my body cancels out the absorption of the seeds."

"Then you still want my life essence?"

"Don't be in vain, hiss~, no, no, it doesn't work, it wants to, it wants me to go below."

"What's underneath? Who's underneath? No, who told you to go down there? Where to go below? ”

Moth didn't have time to answer Juan's barrage of questions, and she struggled to her feet, leaning against the wall.

Juan couldn't look at it, and a princess hugged it, holding Mosi in her arms.

"You say, I'll take you."

"Go down."

"There are several floors down there, where to go? Ground floor or basement? ”

"I don't know, the seeds are going down there."

Juan could only hold the ink silk and go down the layers until he came to the swimming pool on the basement floor.