Mysterious Life Simulator

Chapter 45 Weapons
Alcie is actually more than two meters tall when standing up, and he is also a silicon-based life form. He has a strong individual combat ability. I am afraid that even if he cannot match Peter in terms of strength, he can still fight [-]-[-] with the captain of the [-]-[-] team. .

But that being said, Captain has been known to get [-]/[-] with anyone, including a street thug and a purple alien with a big bald head and stone collectors.

If calculated in this way, wouldn't it be the little gangster = captain = Thanos.

Arcee = captain.

Arcee = Thanos.

Algebraic operations are so terrifying.

The boss is actually by my side.

Thinking of this, George's eyes suddenly became hot.

Seeing the young man's strange expression, Arcie felt uncomfortable.

Her body is slender and powerful, and her overall lines are more beautiful and lethal than Tony Stark's Mark series steel suit.

Just looking down at the three of them with their heads against the ceiling from a condescending height, there is actually a strong sense of oppression.

Harry: "I can do it again."

George echoed in a low voice: "Barely able to rush."

Peter: "Yes."

Arcee: "I've seen Fu Ruikong, but I haven't seen it. How do you say it? Man and machine are one?"

Harry blushed.

George was shaking.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little weird, Peter quickly said: "Remember what I told you? My spider web launcher and high-strength solution were designed and made by Arcee for me."

Arcee nodded: "Indeed, I've seen the one you designed and produced. Both the strength of the spider web and the service life are too low."

This situation is actually quite normal.

Now even if there are a few geniuses on the earth who have a single technology that exceeds the current technology by dozens or hundreds of years, all the superstructures are actually still based on the third industrial revolution, and they have never been able to compete with those of other planets in other worlds. compared with higher civilizations.

Even if Arcee just used a little bit of knowledge stored in her computer, she could easily hurt Peter's self-esteem.

Even if she wanted to, she would almost certainly be able to help Stark create an Iron suit far superior to the current version - at least in terms of material science.

Harry suddenly reacted.

He knew the meaning behind Peter's bringing him to see Arcie.

"I have a question, ma'am."

Harry held up his right hand like a good baby,

"Are you a scientist on your planet?"

Arcee tilted her head: "No, I am not born in a war family in Cybertron, every part of my body was born for war, but my computer has stored a lot of theoretical knowledge, maybe this is the little The reason why Peter introduced me to you."

There was uncontrollable excitement on Harry's face.

He said, "Doesn't that mean"

George: "Your Titan suit?"

Peter affirmed: "I can update and iterate faster!"

Arcee: "Theoretically, that's true, but"

Harry: "But what?"

Arcee: "I burned my memory module when I fell and needed some stimulation to recall."

Out of the corner of his eye George glanced at Peter, whose eyes were wandering.

Good guy, have you seen Tuqiongdagger?

Harry's mind is very good, but when faced with such a temptation, his whole body seemed to be steamed, he was even more nervous than sleeping with that Russian girl, so he didn't realize that there was something in Arcie's words.

He gasped heavily: "What kind of stimulation do you need? Macau Royal Casino? Or Gold 8 Heaven?"

Peter gave him a hand, pressed Harry's head and said in the dark, "My dear brother, you can share this with me, but Arcie won't need it"

George: "That's it."

Arcie covered her face: "."

Arcee: "Ten games, I choose myself!"

Harry: "."

Harry: "It's not impossible, it's just"

Peter: "It's nothing good, but ten styles are ten styles!"

Judging by his hot eyes, it's obviously a bad idea he gave himself.

Harry: "Okay, I would."

Originally, I said that I would directly cover your future games.

Harry is not a small idiot, don't look at him living frugally on weekdays, even to the point where he would fight George for a piece of cake, but he is Tony Stark's godson, the future of Stark Industry A strong candidate for the director of the business department, even now, a large amount of scientific research funding is allocated every month.

Stark didn't care where the money went.

It's just a string of numbers to him anyway.

Knowing that Peter and Arcie didn't have excessive demands, George asked excitedly, "What about me, what can you do for me?"

Arcee and Peter looked at each other.

She scratched the back of her head: "How about I take you?"

George was dumbfounded: "What?"

Arcee: "Shall I take you through the level?"

The corner of George's mouth twitched: "Forget it, you rookie."

Arcee: "Are you kidding, I uploaded a video of you fighting, and found that your weapon is just a short knife made of ordinary material?"

George: "Who the hell said it was a common material? It's clearly a titanium steel alloy!"

Arcee: "just so so."

George: "Also, why do you have videos of me fighting?" Hey!

Peter: "Although my suit looks baggy, it actually has a lot of functionality."

Harry: "Such as secretly filming?"

Peter: "Such as secretly filming..."

George: "."

In the next moment, his pupils shrank to the size of a pinprick, and his cold sweat plummeted!
A sharp, huge, weird-looking long knife!

The knife stretched out from the knuckle of Arcie's right hand, flickering with cold light, and brought a ray of breeze to stop ferociously in front of George, reflecting the astonishment on his face.

Arcee said softly, "Come, cut it with your dagger!"

【when--! ! 】

The sound of gold and iron clanging echoed in the basement, extremely ear-piercing.

Harry: "You fucking remind me!!"

During the blade-to-blade collision, the titanium-steel alloy dagger that George had been keeping in his arms shattered in an instant, and the shattered blades flew away, piercing into the surrounding walls or furniture piece by piece, which was extremely terrifying.

One of them was even within a few centimeters of Harry's neck.

George's eyes lit up: "Good knife!"

Arcee withdrew the knife proudly: "Of course, this is the standard weapon of the Cybertron army, even the material used by our leader is the same."

George: "So are you going to give me this knife?"

He rubbed his hands, feeling a little impatient.

Arcie waved her hand to Peter, motioning for the latter to listen: "Roll your eyes for me, I don't have that function."

Peter: "Oh good."

Then he rolled his eyes at George without hesitation.

George: "Fuck."

Arcee then continued: "I mean, I can help you forge the knife, if you can provide the basic materials."

George's eyes lit up.

He remembered a good thing.

Fifty-five open the captain's shield!
(End of this chapter)