Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 818 The Villain Boss Don’t Be Black 64
"Why so long?" The man sitting in the research room with his back to the door frowned and turned around when he heard the sound of the door being pushed in.

But when he caught a glimpse of the person standing at the door with downcast eyes, he paused, got up and walked to her side.

Su Mo looked at him who walked in and nodded awkwardly, but her eyes were always looking at him greedily.

He frowned, as if he had forgotten what to say, and turned to look down at her shoulder.

Wherever he looked, he tore off her clothes and looked at the wound on her shoulder again.

He closed the door casually, took out a bottle of medicine and applied it to her wound.

Su Mo looked at the bottle of medicine awkwardly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the medicine."

"Your Majesty?" Han Ci paused, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you thank me?"

Su Mo was taken aback, and his voice was jerky: "Thank you."

"Forget it, it's better not to say those two words." He frowned: "But there is no need to say thank you to that old man, he didn't help you with anything."

"But His Majesty did not give medicine."

"threw."

"Ah?" Su Mo stared blankly at the calm-faced person behind him.

Seeing her turn around, he raised his eyes to look at her. Although he didn't say anything, his eyes clearly asked: What's the matter?
Su Mo turned around in embarrassment and stopped talking.

He threw the medicine to her, and pointed to the instrument next to him: "It's done."

Su Mo looked at the remote controller of the small battleship beside him in surprise: "It's done? So fast?"

"Originally there was only one energy medium missing, but now everything is complete." He turned his head and asked, "I haven't connected to a small battleship yet. I have connected to a small aircraft. Do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, he turned on the instrument and the huge screen beside him.

Su Mo walked to the instrument and looked at the remote control instrument that had not changed much. She sat down on the instrument.

"You are the first trial user. If there is any problem, please report it in time, and tell me if you feel any discomfort." He walked behind her, and naturally leaned over to help her press the switch of the instrument.

His breath was close at hand, but his eyes were focused on the switching screen in front of her.

Seeing her silence, he frowned with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "Respond as soon as you receive an order."

"Yes." Su Mo answered with downcast eyes, and then took over the instrument joystick to start the aircraft to fly.

Han Ci had already told her to memorize the specific operation steps in advance. In addition, she also had experience in piloting a remote control device for small warships, so she got started very quickly.

The previous problem of being unable to accelerate due to the secondary energy source has also been solved, whether it is a sharp turn or acceleration, it runs smoothly.Although the ballistic aspect cannot be tested for the time being, it is estimated that, like the acceleration, it will not be subject to any restrictions due to the secondary energy.

Su Mo took off the goggles, but his mood seemed a little depressed.

The person who stood beside her and watched the whole process of her operation saw her put down the eyepiece, and asked while recording data on the electronic instrument in her hand: "The driving speed is normal? The instrument is operating normally? The energy fusion is normal? The driving sensory experience is normal?  … "

Su Mo mechanically nodded after each of his questions.

"What did the old man tell you?"

Su Moben subconsciously nodded after he finished speaking, but she didn't realize what he said until after she nodded her head. She raised her head in embarrassment and looked at Han Ci who had stopped the movement of her hand and turned to look at her.

"What happened to you today?"

"I..." Su Mo pulled at the corner of his clothes uneasily.

Han Ci put the things in his hands aside, frowned and pulled off the tie of the cumbersome team uniform: "I don't like people who don't pay attention, I hope you don't bring unnecessary emotions to unnecessary scenes, whether it's in the fleet or on the bed."

(End of this chapter)