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Old Flywheel didn't seem to agree with the idea proposed by the little mummy, he thought it was a bad idea to combine the machine and the undead, but adhering to the mechanic's code of practice, this guy still took over the job and made a rather rigorous and professional design for the test subject named "Dragoon One".

However, looking at the frustrated expression on the old flywheel's face, you can know that his design should have failed.

The little master mechanic grumbled as he led Murphy outside the fabrication room, took off his oily gloves and picked up the letter addressed to him, and was about to open it but looked up again, glancing at Murphy standing beside him with his scarred eyes.

The vampire lord was going to happily peek at the old flywheel's letters, so that he could taste the gossip between the brothers and sisters of the mechanical master, and he didn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and was posing for eating melons, but when he saw the disgusted eyes of the old flywheel, he realized that he didn't seem to have a good sense of distance.

He coughed and moved to the opposite side of the old flywheel, which made the master of the machine snort and tore open the letter, and after reading it at a glance, the grumpy guy stomped his foot angrily, and then tore the letter in his hand to shreds, and he scolded:

"Minks, that idiot! Still not growing as before! When you encounter trouble, you only know how to shake people, and there is no trace of the ethics of an engineering master! Ah, bastard, he didn't inherit the good talents of old Bach's mentor at all!

If I knew this, I should have poisoned him back then and turned him into a drooling waste! ”

"Huh? The little brother who robbed your childhood sweetheart is now in trouble, so he has found a reliable cold noodle brother again? ”

Murphy summed up what the letter said in one sentence, blinking and saying:

"It's said that the relationship between the two of you is like a mortal enemy, but I think there seems to be a lot of tricks in this, so that Master Minks can ask for your help so smoothly, I see that he has asked you for help when he is in trouble before.

So, let's talk about it, what happened to the president of the Chardo University of Craftsmen? ”

"Two things."

Old Flywheel took out a mechanical pipe with a very fantasy punk feeling, and didn't use tinder in his mouth, and when he pressed the switch, the flame jumped out.

The old fellow rebuked in his own grumpy voice:

"It's all about your territory, so it's not theoretically something I need to deal with, Governor Murphy, that Minks idiot threw two messes at you.

First, he said that the situation in the port of Chardeau was chaotic, and he had used a mathematical model to calculate that the arrival of war could be a high probability event, and that as the president of the Chardo Craftsman University, he had to send the students who were not able to protect themselves to safety.

He had already agreed with the Songhai people that the Land of Origin would accept some of the students, but some of them he wanted to send to Transnsia.

He knows that I have a position with you and that I have business dealings with you, so he asked me to help you say yes, but I don't think you will refuse this request. ”

"Huh?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows in surprise and said:

"I can understand that sending students to the Land of Origin is indeed safe, but what is the operation of sending Transia to the Origin? Didn't Mr. Minks know that this is also a battlefield for the Black Plague? Isn't he afraid that his students will be in danger here?

Or is the Headmaster planning to take this opportunity to get rid of those guys whose grades are always on the tail of the crane and pulling down the average score of the house?

Well, bad students who fail exams are sent directly to the battlefield to experience and experience, which is really a great tradition. ”

"Ahem, his Madonna character will probably not do this, the letter is very clear, he heard that the first field hospital on the mainland has been established here in Translasia, so he wants the graduates of the Physician College to come to you for an internship, and by the way, contribute the strength of halflings to this black disaster."

Old Flywheel spat out the smoke ring and explained:

"Chardo Craftsman University is a comprehensive college built by my mentor, and there are not only excellent mechanics there, but aren't your consuls students of the School of Administration? Ha, Ms. Miriam had a fairly average school grade, and she left school early without even getting her diploma, but now she could be the best student ever dropped out of Chardo Craftsman University.

So, this group of doctors, you just say do you want it, right? ”

"Absolutely! The more the merrier. ”

Murphy said decisively:

"The field hospital is in the rear, as long as the Maginot Line holds, those doctors will not be harmed, in fact, I think Principal Minks can be a little bolder, Transncia is facing a situation where there is a shortage of talents.

It doesn't have to be a doctor, it's better to turn the war in support of Transencia into a comprehensive internship at Chardon University.

So that those college students in the ivory tower can go through the real workplace test in Transcia before they enter the society, and we can not only give internship certificates, but if they perform well, the administrative office will also directly grant job offers.

That's a great opportunity.

Especially for those students of the School of Administration, I have heard Miriam complain that the employment rate in the School of Administration at your Chardo University is notoriously low."

"Hehe, you've got a good idea, okay, I'll write back to that Minks idiot."

The old flywheel said sarcastically:

"But if his students are really here, if they are hurt, you have to wait to be blacked out by the University of Chardon, that Minks guy is indecisive and has a virgin heart, but he spares no effort to protect his own people.

Hey, Lao Tzu was almost shot back then, but that idiot was willing to use his future to protect me Alas, there is such a stupid little brother, which makes me very helpless. ”

"Your relationship is getting more and more complicated, I thought that the feud between you and Mr. Minks was just due to your pursuit of the same girl, but listen to what you said, if you didn't have a lover, I would have doubted that there was some strange male relationship between you and Minks."

Murphy complained rather sharply, and then changed the subject before the old flywheel got angry.

He asked:

"So, what's the second thing in the letter?"

"It's the girl Bach Jr., you said started the confrontation between Minks and me, and she's on her way to Transnesia."

The old flywheel's angry expression became embarrassed and melancholy, and he sat on a mechanical case and smoked his pipe, like a humble old licking dog.

He said:

"Minks didn't say the reason in the letter, but I guess the reason for Bach Coming to Transcia Jr. may be that something happened to the Tower of the Ring, didn't you say before that King Louis and Lord Paim had already done something to the Tower of the Ring?

This may be an escape. ”

"But I also said that the members of the Tower of the Ring are not allowed to enter Transcia or get close to the Maginot Line!"

Murphy's expression turned cold, and he said sternly to the old flywheel:

"Stop your old flame from approaching my territory, I don't trust any member of the Tower of the Ring right now, especially at this fateful time."

"Little Bach is different!"

The old flywheel immediately retorted:

"She can't be a member of the Twilight, I can guarantee it!"

"What guarantee do you use?"

Murphy mercilessly refused:

"How many years have you not seen her? Maybe she used to be your little sister who was very green tea, but after so many years, can you guarantee that nothing disturbing has happened to her? She has been in the Tower of the Ring for so many years, and you say that she is not affected by the twilight, who believes it!

I won't allow her to enter my territory!

If you dare to cross the border without permission, wait to be wanted, for your sake of your face, old flywheel, you can go to the border to meet her.

But I can't take any chances until she proves herself, and that hellish place is now almost a base camp for the twilight.

You've been in Transnicia for a long time, you should understand the situation we are facing now, now is not the time for children to be long, flywheel, you should be able to distinguish which is more important! ”

"Well, I see."

Old Flywheel wasn't such a talkative personality, but the gold in the scarlet cloister hadn't been dug up yet, and it was not good to break the relationship between him and Murphy, and his lover, Mrs. Taylor, had already developed a black market business in the local area.

If the cooperation fell through because of his personal reasons, it is estimated that Mrs. Taylor would not let him go.

The halfling black marketwoman seems to be delicate, but she has a very strong wrist, and the inexplicable deaths of her previous husbands are still in doubt, and the old flywheel does not want to follow in the footsteps of those "predecessors".

After all, one is the green tea and white moonlight when he was young, and the other is the rich yellow-faced woman in the family now, which is more important than the other, and he, an old man who has been bent over by life, should really distinguish clearly, otherwise. The consequences can be really severe.

Alas, the flower language of the steel wool ball is also effective in the other world.

"Finally, let's talk about the Church of the Machine Spirits."

Murphy was reluctant to talk about the Tower of the Ring, and said to Old Flywheel:

"Did you have a high status in that organization before?"

"High? Who do you look down on? I almost became their leader, okay! ”

At the mention of this, the old flywheel suddenly became proud, he snorted, flicked his mustache, and said proudly:

"I had been banished from the port of Chardon, and I had nowhere else to go to save the two disciples who had died because of me, and I had no choice but to turn to them, and those mechanical fools watched me make secret puppets using the mysterious puppetry that my mentor had developed in his later years.

They see this forbidden engineering as a gift from the spirit of the machine, and I, of course, am what they call the 'Clever Divine Choice'.

Actually, it's kind of fun to be around those guys.

They were a real group of pragmatists, and apart from the strange rituals and some incomprehensible teachings, they were the best engineers I've ever met, never too much to struggle with what technical routes, unknown principles, and whatever worked for them.

They have always maintained a great enthusiasm and devout thirst for knowledge, and all those who can provide new knowledge are their friends.

However, those guys' obsession with pursuing ethereal mechanical spirits was too heavy, and they were prone to getting into the horns, so I spent a few years with them, and then I met my old baby by chance, and then gradually disconnected from them.

But the connections are still there.

The Computing Orbs you are using now and those three and a half generations of Core Orbs are all made by their relationship, don't underestimate the Church of the Mechanical Spirits, although it is not officially recognized by the Steam Lord, but these guys have a lot of power in Port Chardo and the Genoa Peninsula.

In addition, my junior brother Minks is also suspected to be an important member of the Church of the Mechanical Spirits.

Of course, he used the same pseudonym as I did.

After all, we are students of Professor Bach Sr., we are faithful materialists, and we only came into contact with the Church of the Mechanical Spirit to figure out their technological route, and we really want to join them. Uh, we can't afford to lose that guy

This kind of operation of metaphysics of science and technology and belief in knowledge is indeed a bit outrageous in the eyes of us orthodox mechanics. ”

"Can you help me match up and invite a group of members of the Church of the Mechanical Spirits to Transncia for the event?"

Murphy made his own request.

He said:

"My Gentile warriors would definitely like their set, and would even offer to help them expand their faith, and change their doctrines by the way, but their teachings are still too conservative and should be more fanatical.

At the very least, you have to shout out the ultra-classic sentence of 'flesh and blood are weak, and the machine is ascending'. ”

"Hey, don't fool around! Murphy! ”

The old flywheel suddenly exploded when he heard this, and he screamed:

"I don't know what's going on on the Gentile side, but we have a subspace here! The Steam Lords have been suppressing the activities of the Church of the Mechanical Spirits, fearing that they will spread their faith and create terrible waves in the subspace

If some hellish mechanical god is really born, the technological development of this world, which has been debent because of burning gold, will be finished.

Faith and Mechanics.

Those are two completely different fields! You don't.

Well?

What's moving? ”

Old Flywheel and Murphy looked back at the manufacturing workshop behind them at the same time, and a very strange sound was sounding inside, as if some kind of heavy machinery was being slowly started, and the operation of the steam furnace and the vibration of the mechanical structure collided made the old flywheel's face change greatly.

He cursed and threw down his pipe and rushed into the manufacturing room, followed by Murphy.

But in the next second, two men, one big and one small, rushed into the workshop, but they were both stunned.

In front of them, the "Dragoon One", which had been judged by the old flywheel to be "unstartable scrap", was voluntarily detaching itself from the suspension frame in an indescribably sluggish attitude.

A blinding electric current covered the outside of its inner frame, causing the capacitors on the mechanical body to burst into blinding sparks, and the wet piece "brain", which had not been able to complete parallel to the mechanical manipulation core orb no matter how much it tried, had already lit up a subtle light.

With four coil electrodes constantly winding an electric current, the huge Dragoon One really seems to have been endowed with some kind of indescribable "vitality".

It was constantly moving its mechanical structure, struggling against the mechanical locks that bound it, like a hangover warrior struggling to adjust to its new body and break free from its shackles.

There was a loud bang, and in the sparks flying, the thing tore through six mechanical locks to set itself free, and landed on the ground with six mechanical feet moving like spiders, throwing some parts out of the structure with each action, like a mechanical body that was about to fall apart, and like a drunk big guy in the north, staggering to adjust his posture and stride.

But "it" adapts quickly.

In the stunned gaze of the old flywheel and Murphy, it was only a dozen seconds before the hunk learned how to use six mechanical feet to stabilize his body and move forward.

"You guys! What did you two do with my failed design? ”

The old flywheel roared at the same frightened little Sharon and little Ruyi, and the two little potatoes let out an embarrassed and confused laugh, obviously, they didn't know what strange operations they had done, which directly caused Dragoon One to come back to life.

But Murphy's eyes narrowed as he looked at the activated Dragoon.

Just now, the old flywheel has clearly confirmed that this design is a failure, and the engineering level of the old flywheel cannot be said to be the first in this continent, but it is absolutely no problem to occupy the top five.

He said no, that's really not good!

At least within the existing scientific and technological theory level on the mainland, this idea cannot be realized, but the dragoon in front of him has broken through this theory, and it has come to life.

This is certainly not the power of steam engineering, this matter has broken through the normal logic and entered the category of "metaphysics", so, Murphy looked at Xiao Sharon who was running out with Ruyi in the next moment, he flashed over and grabbed Xiao Sharon's arm, rushed out of the door with her and asked:

"Did Eden do it?"

"I don't know, Mr. Murphy."

Sharon shouted:

"It could be it, it followed me to Transnesia, oh my God, I don't know what I just did, this big robot came to life on its own, it seems to have a soul trapped inside. It's just pretty cool uh, no!

I mean, it's just wicked! ”

(End of chapter)