A land battleship, also known as a multi-legged battery, is essentially a supergiant cannon mounted on a movable mechanical platform.

As part of the planetary defense plan, the multi-legged turret moves slowly, but with the cooperation of the portal, the 60 kilometers per hour movement speed is enough to be deployed anywhere in the world in the required time.

There are two multi-barreled Gatling cannons under the front and abdomen of the multi-legged turret, like the fangs of a spider, and the other turrets are like bristles, showing its difference.

Sensors, turrets, and force field shields all over the body make it a veritable land battleship capable of fighting.

The Prophet looked at the shadow above his head, and even the nano biochemical warriors could not suppress their horror when they encountered this weapon of war.

Especially the Gatling cannon that can walk in standing up, the prophet wants to ask, when did this weapon appear?

A flash of red light flashed through the Prophet's eyepiece as he scanned the superweapon in front of him.

But the ensuing lockdown made his whole person completely panicked.

It wasn't the cannon or the fangs of the spiders that locked onto the Prophet, it was just the 'bristles' leaning towards his side. But that muzzle diameter was enough to level a football field in World War II artillery.

"Hey! Friendly! Friendly! ”

The shepherd stood in front of the prophet and waved frantically at the multi-legged battery.

As the lockdown of the multi-legged fort was lifted, the shepherd breathed a sigh of relief and said to the Prophet: "Don't have a next time! If you do it again, I'll have to be blown to powder with you!" ”

The prophet also knew that he had almost harmed his comrades-in-arms, and hurriedly said, "I understand, it won't be like this." ”

A hidden door opens in the multi-legged turret, and the tactical humanoid robot emerges from it and jumps to the ground.

Seeing this, the shepherd hurriedly said to the prophet: "It's a land battleship in charge of the research department, remember, don't touch anything when you enter!" ”

The Prophet raised his hand obediently at the muzzle of the tactical humanoid robot and asked, "Is there any difference?" ”

The shepherd began to be inspected by the tactical humanoid robot, and took the time to reply: "The combat unit is only responsible for combat, but the research department needs to judge the effectiveness of weapons, and no one knows what strange things they are carrying, maybe which room opens the door will be a self-destruct command......"

The Shepherd and the Prophet were hung on a rope around the waist of the Tactical Humanoid Robot, and were then carried into the body of the Land Battleship by the Tactical Humanoid Robot.

In the command room of the land battleship, a middle-aged man with a warning from his hairline, looked at the prophet on the screen, commented: "Good equipment, but it's also good......"

Then the middle-aged man picked up the coffee brought by the Marven robot on the side, put it under his nose and sniffed it, this action made his very beautiful beard stained with the delicate foam of coffee.

Raising the coffee cup, the middle-aged man asked Dumbledore on the side, "Would you like a cup?" The coffee beans from the world of the Ultimate Emperor are cultivated with the magic of the elves, and they have an endless aftertaste......"

Dumbledore grinned and asked for a glass, put five times as much sugar in it, tasted it, and said, "It's good, it feels good......

Seeing this, the middle-aged man leaned over and asked, "Can you tell me what it's like to cast magic?" Is it similar to the extraction of some kind of matter or energy from the body, or does it cause mental malaise? ”

Dumbledore was a little surprised, he was in charge of the front-line research of the entire multi-legged turret, but he knew very little about magic, which was not in line with the Temporal Authority's rules for the appointment of personnel.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, either the person in front of him was a bastard, like the stupid son of Penticost.

Or, the person in front of him is an absolute genius, he has only been recruited for a short time, and he has not fully understood everything about the Space-Time Authority.

"It's probably like a sense of regularity, using your own magic to move the world......"

Explaining the feeling of magic in the simplest terms, Dumbledore found that the man in front of him was getting deeper and deeper, and even some questions he had to think about for a long time before he could answer them.

It wasn't until both sides reached the blind spot of knowledge that the conversation was terminated.

The middle-aged man touched his beard, and in a blink of an eye, he began to wonder about Dumbledore again.

"Can I ask how old you are? Does magic still have a life-prolonging effect? ”

"I was born in 1881 and of course my world. I'm 149 years old this year, and I feel like I'll live another fifty years. The main function of magic is to allow me to explore myself inwardly, which allows me to take control of my body and soul. ”

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "I understand, it should be that the energy research and the application of rules will affect the physical and mental ...... to varying degrees."

Summarize and annotate Dumbledore's explanation with his own understanding, and the middle-aged man didn't care whether Dumbledore was happy or not, so he began to inquire about the relevant information of the wizard in front of Dumbledore.

The middle-aged man's authority seemed to be very high, and he easily found out what kind of person Dumbledore was in front of him.

With a hint of surprise, the middle-aged man asked, "You are actually a world master?" Although it is only half, how can you participate in such a mission? I asked for the participation of the magician just to prevent the turret experiment from collapsing, and I want to see if I can use the repair charm to save the emergency......"

Dumbledore was open, it was an open secret that he was very enthusiastic about all the tasks of the Temporal Authority.

Unbeknownst to the people in front of him, Dumbledore was willing to explain and befriend him, saying, "I once made a mistake, my sister Ariana died in a magic duel, and I need to contribute points to resurrect her. Unfortunately, if it weren't for the fact that contribution points could only be transferred by inheritance, Aberforth and my points would have been enough......"

In order to prevent anyone from using the threat of purchase to collect wool from the Temporal Authority, special exchanges can only be made by personal contributions. And the price of resurrecting a person, even Dumbledore has to worry about it.

However, when these words heard in the ears of the middle-aged man, he asked suspiciously, "Is this point difficult?" ”

"Isn't it difficult?"

"Is it hard?"

Dumbledore decided to explain it to the young man, saying, "Contribution points can only be exchanged for recruitment tasks or major contributions, such as this mission, I can get a point, and if there is a major crisis, I can appeal and apply for an increase in the settlement process later......"

The middle-aged man touched his chin and asked in disbelief, "So how hard is it?" ”

Dumbledore reacted immediately, the man in front of him didn't know the value of contributing points, plus he was unfamiliar with the things of the Time and Space Authority, there was only one situation that could explain it!

He had a way of scraping together all the points he needed in a short period of time!

Grabbing the middle-aged man's hand, Dumbledore's voice trembled and asked, "How did you get enough?" Are you going to resurrect someone? ”

"Uh...... Create several new alloys, optimize the system of the tactical humanoid robot, give an artificial energy structure, reorganize the existing communication network, customize a hashrate optimization for the red queen and VIKI, provide an enhancement potion, and finally add this nano biochemical costume crafting, I should have enough points to resurrect Maria. So is it really hard? ”

Dumbledore asked incredulously, "What kind of monster are you?" ”

Dumbledore was almost an on-call mission machine in the Temporal Authority, but his years of contribution were not as good as the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Which sci-fi world are you from?"

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "What kind of science fiction world is there, I have also experienced World War II, and it was only ninety-one years when I died, and I didn't even catch up with the legendary World War of 99!" ”

Dumbledore had the urge to switch to technology, and his contribution as a master of magic was nothing more than a clown in front of this middle-aged man.

"What a horrible monster......"

To this title, the middle-aged man began to retort, saying: "If you say monsters, you should say that Rorschach." No, he's supposed to be the devil! Who thinks of the resurrection as a reward? ”

"But I have to say that he also gave us hope ......"

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly fell, and he reluctantly agreed with Dumbledore, and said, "Yes, I just don't know how that nasty stinky boy in my family is doing now, I asked Rorschach, but he obviously knew that he didn't say it!" ”

Dumbledore held out his hand to the middle-aged man and asked, "Don't know your name yet?" ”

The middle-aged man reached out and shook Dumbledore's hand and said, "Howard Stark." Call me Howard and Stark......"

"So, Howard, are you interested in doing something big? Magic is more than that......"

Dumbledore began to follow the rules, and Howard glanced at the watch in his hand and said coldly, "If you can put away your mental hints, I may agree, but for now, go back to your own post......"

"Sorry...... I ......"

Dumbledore tried to explain something, but Howard waved behind him in disgust, motioning for him to leave.

"Everyone is responsible for his actions......"

Howard turned around and stopped talking to Dumbledore, and the tactical humanoid robot on the side also raised his weapon and issued a warning.

In a hurry, Dumbledore sighed and left silently.

Howard didn't have any real resistance to Dumbledore, in his own world he had long been accustomed to communicating with all kinds of politicians, that was the real bad seed that could deceive people, Dumbledore's methods were still in magic, and could only be said to be inferior.

Howard didn't turn his head and said, "Marven, let the little raccoon send me the collected information, and give that muscle pretend to be a full test, and I want his scan data." ”

"The tactical humanoid robot is starting to transfer the multi-legged turret, taking us out of the combat sequence, I want to test the strength of the ceph main brain, turn on all means of protection, and prepare for a zero-range attack."

(End of chapter)