The Sotheby Directional Auction ended successfully, and none of the collections went unsold.

Because they're all in the hands of the Crimson Star Warband.

After Lu Mingfei shocked the audience with violence, no one deliberately raised the price, and the transaction prices of subsequent collections, including insect arrows, were within a reasonable range.

Although the warband fund has also shrunk significantly, it is the meaning of money that is converted into combat effectiveness.

After the auction, Lu Mingfei and the two returned to Kassel on Angers' special plane.

"Commander, you're back."

Fingal pounced with the joy of reunion after a long absence, and was then avoided by Lu Mingfei with a slight disgust.

He also wanted to hug Akina Sakai, but was persuaded to retreat by the chief singer's vicious eyes.

"Is something happening?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"A gang of petty thieves came and was sent away by me. It's a trivial matter, it's not worth mentioning. ”

Fingal pretended to be light-hearted, but the expectant look in his eyes had betrayed him.

"You can go to Brother Chu Zihang to get your things back, but only one."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Okay!"

Fingal cheered.

Accompanied by the Snake Eight Family, he got a lot of treasures that were not usually sold to foreigners.

But these things were confiscated by Chu Zihang in the name of corrupting the atmosphere of the war group.

Lu Mingfei agreed with his approach, but also left Fingal with a way to live.

After all, Fingal's current position is a warband servant, and there is no need to demand him by the standards of a space marine.

Normal sexual behavior does not attract sexual abuse, otherwise the emperor would have enforced asexual reproduction.

The mental castration of the Space Marines is due to political considerations, and the second is that the Space Marines' senses are too sensitive and they are easy to attract the attention of the subspace.

Of course, this is also the essence of Lu Mingfei who sees through Fingal.

If he was really an indulgent, Lu Mingfei would not have allowed him to join the war group in the first place, even as a servant.

"What about Brother Chu Zihang?"

Lu Mingfei didn't find his deputy head of the regiment.

"Oh, the equipment department said that the muscle suit project has a sample, and you are not here, so let Senior Brother Chu go to check it out."

Fingal said.

"Got it, then I'll go over now."

Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Captain."

"Your Excellency."

Seeing that they had finished chatting, Gen Zhinu and Takar also came over to say hello.

The latter was wearing plastic steel armor, and the vital parts were full of scars, and there were many wounds in the places that were not protected.

And the body of the original girl is also covered with the traces of fierce battles, as well as the scars left by the punishment of nails.

Lu Ming nodded dissatisfied, this was exactly the result he wanted.

After all, they are still mortals, and they only need to deal with the enemy before they can die.

Even if you wear protective gear, try to avoid vital areas.

But it's a different story with Takar, who can practice one-hit kills with impunity.

And Takar's strength and mental nature are enough to support that this kind of exercise will not become a one-sided crush.

"Sister Sakai, give me the 'Oneiroi Sand'."

Lu Mingfei ordered.

"Yes."

Akina Sakai retrieves the glass bottle containing Oneiroi's sand from the box where the auction item was placed.

"This thing can make people enter the dream realm, you two study it and see if it can be used with the Spirit Dream Tapir."

He commanded Fingal and the Child.

“OK。”

"Yes, Captain."

The two responded in unison.

"As for you, you should already understand your situation."

Lu Mingfei looked at Takar.

"Yes, Your Excellency. I'll be a whetstone that's hard enough. ”

Takar bent humbly, but his tone was not flattering.

"Good. But soon you'll have new missions, so get ready. ”

Lu Mingfei turned to leave, leaving Takar with a look of ecstasy.

He made his way to Wattelheim again, this time guarded by a researcher in a red leotard with a red downward arrow on his head.

"Professor Lu, you're here."

The researcher greeted him warmly.

"What about Brother Chu Zihang?"

He asked.

"Oh, the Knife Kid is testing, do you want me to take you there?"

As soon as someone else was replaced, the level of the researcher's title fell off a cliff.

"Okay."

Lu Mingfei didn't have the idea of trying to correct the title for Chu Zihang.

This group of technocratics is like this, without strong enough technology and deep knowledge, no one can get their approval.

Even the Emperor was recognised as the Om Messiah by the Mechanicus because of his scientific research, not because of his psionic powers.

The two passed through another passage and came to the underground test site of the equipment department.

The field is very empty, the size of a football field, and the height is about 10 meters.

The ceiling and all sides are supported by special alloys, and in terms of performance, they surpass the Iron Dome built by the Japanese branch.

Of course, the cost is also greatly exceeded.

It is usually used to test low-power bombs and non-explosive experiments.

After all, no matter how solid the structure is, it is underground, and if a single data is not calculated well and causes a chain reaction, the entire equipment department will become an underground ruin.

It didn't matter if they smashed the equipment and the experiments, but if they hurt the researchers, it would be a huge loss for humanity.

Without the Ministry of Equipment to lead the trend of science and technology, human civilization will inevitably stagnate.

In the middle of the test site, Chu Zihang was wearing a black suit, punching and kicking an alloy steel plate.

His movements are simple and powerful, and every punch makes the alloy steel plate tremble.

It's hard to imagine how devastating a fist like this would be if it hit a person.

"Brother Chu Zihang."

After Chu Zihang finished a round of attacks, Lu Mingfei shouted.

"Captain."

Chu Zihang smiled, walked up to his battle group leader, and wanted to bend his knees.

The etiquette of each Space Marine warband is different, some warbands need to kneel down on one knee when they see the warband, while others can simply bow their heads and beat their chests.

And the etiquette of the Crimson Star Warband is somewhere in between, just bend your knees and feint.

Chu Zihang is already a Space Marines recruit, and he should start paying attention to the etiquette of the battle group.

"No, my brother, don't forget, you're the deputy head of the regiment."

Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand to support him.

For a war group like the Crimson Star Warband, which does not have a strong atmosphere of fanaticism, the deputy head of the regiment is the first successor to the position of the head of the warband.

Therefore, in an informal setting, Chu Zihang does not need to curtsy him.

"Did the auction go well?"

Chu Zihang smiled and asked with concern.

This was the first time he hadn't followed Lu Mingfei's actions, and he was worried about whether Akina Sakai would be able to cooperate.

"It's going well, and I also got the information of the 'divine blood' seller."

Lu Mingfei said.

"That's great."

Chu Zihang was sincerely happy.

The last time he was in Mexico, he blamed himself for the fact that the enemy had threatened their lives with their lives, which led to the failure of the operation.

Now, he finally has a chance to make amends for his guilt.

"I also brought this for you."

Lu Mingfei took off the two katanas at his waist and handed them to Chu Zihang.

"This one is called Oni Toru and the other is called Yama, and it is a treasure sword used by a swordsman who is determined to destroy aliens, and it is said to be able to kill and injure the dragon king. I think they suit you well, so I'll take a picture of them as a gift for you. ”

Chu Zihang pulled out two katanas, one as black as ink and the other as smooth as the moon.

He concentrated, and suddenly let out a clear sigh, and the sword light flashed, and the alloy steel plate was instantly cut into four isosceles triangles.

"Thank you, I love it."

Chu Zihang rubbed the rope on the handle of the knife and said with satisfaction.

"If you like it, if you like. How effective is the electronic muscle suit? ”

Lu Mingfei asked.

"I feel good, but I need specific data. Salman researcher, are the statistics out? ”

Chu Zihang said to the headset.

"It came out, with an average increase in muscle strength of about 30 percent and an average reduction in muscle load of about 40 percent."

Salman researchers were quick to report key data, as well as a number of other test items, but they were all minor.

Chu Zihang's muscle strength is around 260kg, which is higher than the level of the world's top boxers.

After the increase in the electronic muscle suit, his muscle strength reached 338kg, which is already well above the level of top boxers.

If it is Akina Sakai, who has lower muscle strength, the increase will be higher.

However, Lu Mingfei is more concerned about another data, muscle load reduction.

Most creatures can hit harder than their own load, and if they keep throwing punches or swords with all their might, their muscles will quickly strain or even break.

But with the help of an electronic muscle suit, this risk is greatly reduced, and the staying power is greatly improved.

40%, he is quite satisfied with this data, after all, it is the earth in the 3k era, and he can't ask for too much.

Although the effect of the electronic muscle suit will be further weakened after the gene seeds in Chu Zihang's body gradually mature, this equipment was not originally intended for space marines.

His initial plan was to get a group of elites from the Japanese division, and then equip them with electronic muscle suits, composite carapace armor made of plastic and ceramic steel, and explosive pistols, and then formulate a set of tactical standards, so as to create a tactical force that could be quickly prototyped as a firepower supplement to the main force of the warband.

Of course, after the Japanese branch showed enough loyalty.

"What about the current production?"

Lu Mingfei took the headset and asked.

"Dear Professor Lu, after the experimental data analysis is completed, it should be able to reach a week, and it should be able to improve it in the later stage."

Salman replied.

"Can you hurry up?"

He wasn't very happy with the efficiency.

"If you replace some of the materials with higher-grade alchemy materials, you can increase it to one piece every two days, but the inventory is limited, and the funds cannot be reimbursed."

Salman said regretfully.

"Then replace it, and the funds will be directly written off by Chu Zihang."

Lu Mingfei said without hesitation.

After attending the school board meeting, he was about to eliminate the organization that sold "divine blood", and he had to prepare before then.

"Okay, Professor Lu, wrap it up with me."

Salman patted his chest and said.

(End of chapter)