Coming out of the principal's office, he didn't go to the Norton Pavilion right away, but turned his head to go to the equipment department.

Although there is a rock flow research institute, the equipment department also needs to make use of it.

No warband would think that they have many casting worlds, and if they do, it must be that they are showing off their wealth.

The rigid conservatism of the Space Marines is mainly for outsiders, and there are relatively lively inside.

The more common ways to compare are the record record, the history, the champion and so on.

The richer warbands will be larger than the size of the fleet, the number of holy relics, the number of worlds that have signed the contract, and so on.

This kind of comparison basically doesn't hurt the harmony, it just enlivens the atmosphere.

Prior to the revival of the Band, the Crimson Star Warband had never participated in such activities.

And after the revival, other warbands didn't like to let them participate in this kind of activity.

Because when they can't compare, they will invite Lu Mingfei out to teach other young war group leaders life experience.

Recalling the life of the war group, Lu Mingfei's face showed a smile.

I don't know if those boys can handle the war group well if I'm not there.

The family money that he spent hundreds of years saving, don't let him lose it as soon as he leaves.

Wait for the next time the emperor comes, see if you can ask about the current situation of the war group, and then ask him to help with a message.

I don't know how long the cosmic time has passed over there.

Lu Mingfei thought about it and came underground.

This time there was no one standing guard at the elevator entrance, which made him a little surprised, could it be that something happened?

Thinking of this, he walked briskly through the gates of Vat Alheim.

As soon as he entered, he saw that the people of the equipment department were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, like the shield wall of ancient Rome.

"Come on, come on! Fuck him and hit him hard with your ass. ”

"Master Hong, attack his lower road."

The shouts came and went, full of passion.

"Is it wrestling? Such a narrow space? ”

Lu Mingfei was a little curious, and then reached out to pull them away.

How could this group of equipment guys be able to withstand his strength, and they were quickly picked up by him to find a way.

The equipment guys who were picked up turned their heads and were about to get angry, but when they saw that it was Lu Mingfei, they immediately changed to a friendly smile.

"It turned out that Professor Lu was here, come on, come on, make a good seat for Professor Lu."

An equipment guy shouted.

"I'm just a student, not a professor."

He corrected.

"Look at what you said, a genius scientist like you is a professor. If you want me to say, it's not too much for you to win a Nobel Prize. ”

The equipment guy said flatteringly.

The other equipment guys who didn't grab the right to talk first all glared at him, thinking that this guy was also inferior, and it was really a shame for the equipment department.

"What's your name? What are the main research directions? ”

Lu Mingfei asked.

"My name is Salman Khandu, an Indian, and my main research direction is the application of alchemy technology in the field of aerodynamics."

Researcher Salman said excitedly.

"It doesn't seem right."

He hesitated.

"I have been involved in materials science, mechanics, engineering and other aspects, and I have obtained a corresponding doctorate."

Salman immediately added.

"Okay, I'll show you later. So what the hell are you doing? ”

Lu Mingfei asked.

"We're having a very exciting game."

The other said enthusiastically.

"Race?"

He looked at the middle of the crowd, in a large iron basin, two small things, one red and one black, were spinning rapidly, sometimes colliding with each other.

"This is a spinning top?"

It took Lu Mingfei a while to remember this 3K earth toy.

"No, this is the Holy Beast Blue Dragon and the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird."

Immediately there was an equipment guy pointing the right way.

Even if it's Dora Road, it's not a battle top that insults the sacred.

Lu Mingfei left the pile of people speechlessly, he really shouldn't have any expectations for this group of equipment guys.

Salman stumbled over, and the two sat down on the couch to the side.

"What about your minister?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"The minister chased the new game all night yesterday, and he just fell asleep not long ago."

Salman replied.

"Can you call the shots?"

He asked.

In a way, this technique is more precious than a blaster.

"I'll take a look first, and if I can't wake up the minister."

Salman smiled brightly.

"Okay."

Lu Mingfei put his laptop on the table and opened the file.

"It's."

After all, the profession is not right, Salman didn't recognize what it was at a glance.

But after looking at the structure and the annotations, he quickly had an eyebrow.

"It's an exoskeleton, isn't it?"

"It's similar, but it's an electronic muscle suit."

Since Salman guessed it, Lu Mingfei did not hesitate to introduce him.

This electronic muscle cloak is the technology of the Messing One's Casting World, where the mechanical priests use it to strengthen the physical powers of the servants and cathars.

Compared to power armor, the defense power of the electronic muscle suit is about equal to none, and the strength of the flesh is much smaller.

But the advantage is that the electronic muscles are very convenient to wear, and there is no need to reserve an interface such as a black carapace, and it is much less difficult to manufacture.

Even in the ordinary industrial world, production can be done on a small scale.

Lu Mingfei exchanged a broken STC template for this technology to strengthen the Warband's Servants and Mortal Auxiliaries, on the condition that it was only allowed to be used within the Warband and could not be circulated.

For the Crimson Star, a warband with a long history and good reputation, the conditions offered by some small casting worlds are still relatively favorable.

After wearing this muscle fortification suit, even a rat-skin person at the bottom of the nest can break his wrist to win an ordinary Katachang adult male.

Coupled with the accompanying functions such as muscle cushioning, bone protection, and nerve response acceleration, it can be called a super soldier mass production device.

Lu Mingfei didn't know enough about the half-breed and the dragon clan at that time, so he didn't come up with this dangerous technique.

But now he already knows that the strongest part of the dragon clan is still the spirit of words, and the power of the pure flesh is not to be feared.

Even if the secret party let all the hybrids under his command wear electronic muscle suits, it would only be a matter of a few more swords for Lu Mingfei.

Salman smiled happily after hearing this, now he didn't have to worry about someone stealing business, because the equipment department did not study this direction.

"I'll find a few people to study it together, and I'll give Professor Lu an answer within three days."

He definitely can't eat this kind of big project alone, but he can find someone to help.

Hmph, those guys still hid their figurines and didn't show them to me, so they didn't have to send them over to me to play with them.

"Yes."

Since the equipment department does not have the habit of signing contracts, Lu Mingfei will follow the customs.

Anyway, if you can run, the equipment guy can't run the temple, and the nine layers of Vat Alheim can't prevent his fists.

"Ah!!h

He had just put away his computer and was about to leave, when suddenly an earth-shattering scream rang out.

"What's going on?"

The equipment guys were startled, and they didn't look at the top, and ran to the door of the director's office to probe their brains, but no one opened the door.

"Won't you go in and have a look?"

Lu Mingfei asked inexplicably.

"Hey, Professor Lu, you don't know, the director hates people to disturb him the most when he is making up for sleep. Whoever knocks on the door, whoever goes to the toilet will have a bomb in the toilet. ”

Salman nodded nervously.

"I don't want to know either."

He turned to leave.

"Professor Lu, why don't you open the door and have a look?"

Salman had an idea.

"Yes, yes, Boss Lu, it's the most appropriate time for you to open the door."

The other gear guys nodded like garlic.

"No, no."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

He knew what the guys were up to, but he didn't want to get involved.

Unless Akadulla is possessed by a demon, he is still a little interested, but there is no subspace in this world.

Even if there were, there weren't many demons interested in oil-like guys.

"The priority of that project was just mentioned at the highest level."

Deputy Director Carl clapped the board.

Lu Mingfei turned around and pushed open the door of the director's office.

Akadullah Farrouge was rolling on the floor with her stomach in her hands, her face pale and her forehead sweating.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Stomach, stomach ache."

Akadulla snorted with a grim face.

He looked inside and there was rubbish and debris everywhere.

Lu Mingfei quickly locked his eyes on a can of Coke, judging from the dust on the surface, it had been sitting for a long time, but the opening was clean.

"You drank Coke?"

"Yes."

Akadulla replied with a shudder.

"How long has it been?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"One day? Half? Two years? ”

Akadulla was a little overwhelmed.

He sighed, grabbed Akadulla, and punched him in the stomach.

The precise force is enough to cause a reaction from the stomach and intestines without hurting the body.

"Gross!"

Akadulla lifted her throat and squirted.

"Let's go to the infirmary, it should be acute gastroenteritis."

Lu Mingfei said with disgust.

When not on the battlefield, the road elders actually have a slight cleanliness habit.

"Quick, go get the delivery cart."

Deputy Director Karl ordered.

A group of gear guys came over with their carts and pushed Akadulla away with a grin.

"Thank you Professor Lu for saving your life to the director."

Karl said solemnly.

"Well, in fact, if I don't save him, he won't die, it's just an acute gastroenteritis. And I'm not a professor either. ”

Lu Mingfei has no intention of taking credit.

"Anyway, this kindness has been written down by the Equipment Department, and Professor Lu needs to mention it casually."

Carl said, patting his shriveled chest.

"I didn't um, wait a minute."

Lu Mingfei was just about to refuse, when he suddenly thought of Ange's reminder to him.

"Do you have any anti-thief equipment here?"

He asked.

(End of chapter)