Even Pseudo-girl Vampires Can Survive Calmly in Another World

but……

The technology is too far behind, and they are not Franklin's opponents in terms of software programming or hardware design.

no chance...

All the audience saw their predicament, the gap in strength was obvious, the tank lion was just like a silly dog ​​just now being played by the disassembler, and the loss was ugly...

"Come on! The father of the literary and art committee members of the first and second classes of high school and the golden beast! Don't admit defeat!" Terensu's voice came from the auditorium.

"You are the strongest!"

"Come on!—" The new fans who supported the golden beast also shouted.

"Don't give up!—"

"Keep playing! It doesn't matter if you lose a round!——"

"..." Under the bright light, Lishi looked up at all the audience who were shouting for the golden beast, as if standing in the center of the spinning world.

stressed……

"Seeing that there is no chance of winning, do you want to admit defeat?" Franklin leaned on the empty steel box that had just contained the Decomposer.

"Xiao Lishi, look at your father."

Lishi looked at Polly Haitai next to her, but she didn't see anyone. She looked around and found him next to the steel box containing the 'Chariot Spirit'.

At this moment, he was using the computer to connect the steel box, and his ten fingers were frantically typing on the keyboard.

"dad……"

"There are 10 minutes in the intermission. What can you do with these 10 minutes?" Franklin crossed his arms and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Dad, what are you doing...?" Liz didn't look at Franklin anymore, but walked to Polly Haitai.

Everyone from the Golden Beast surrounded them curiously.

"Lishi, come and help me write a program, which is the 'Mad Dog' model we designed before..." Polly Haitai whispered with sweat profusely, fingering non-stop.

"I adjusted the 'Chariot Spirit' to overload mode. Although our real strength is not as good as Franklin and the others, the disintegrator is not a super-standard enemy made of magic steel..."

"A 'chariot sprite' programmed into the 'mad dog' model, put into overload mode...can completely crash it."

"But the 'Chariot Elf' in overload mode will burn out. The material of our steam engine is not enough to resist the high heat emitted by the hot bacteria in the ultra-high pressure environment under overload mode..." Leo's tone was tense.

"We don't have time to make new steam engines..."

"Even if we win, what will we use to participate in the next game?"

"This is something that needs to be considered after winning." Xue Nuo stepped forward to open the lid of the steel box, and picked up the toolbox from one side.

"Lishi, go and help your father, move faster, and I will make the 'Chariot Spirit'."

"Leo, you all come over to help me, why are you standing there dead? Are you waiting for lunch?!"

"Oh!" Lishi responded, picked up another computer and connected it to the steel box, and connected it to the built-in computer of 'Chariot Spirit'.

"..."

"Here we come!" Leo, Tai Luo and the students were silent for a second, and then they all stepped forward to pick up tools to help Xue Nuo dismantle the shell of the Chariot Spirit.

……

In the first floor of the world.

"Van Helsing, do you think they can win?" Lucifer leaned on Van Helsing's shoulder, lazily picking up the popcorn in Fan Helsing's arms and eating it.

"Who? Franklin and the others? They should be able to win, I feel that their robots are super powerful." Van Helsing looked at the bullet screen, all of which said 'disintegrator' awesome words.

"I mean 'Golden Beast' and them." Lucifer raised his eyebrows.

"Eh... I know Franklin well, of course I support 'Lady of the Wild', 'Golden Beast'... um..." Van Helsing frowned.

He saw Polly Haitai and others who were racing against time on the 'Chariot Spirit' who didn't know what they were busy with.

They didn't mean to give up decadently.

"Looking at how hard they work...it's a pity to lose..."

"It's a pity, it would be great if all the hard work could pay off..." Lucifer sighed.

……

Pochi Kingdom.

Palace Hall.

"Win for me! Bastard! If I lose, I will, I will..." King Pochi, who looked like a ball with three hundred catties of fat, swung at the computer brain five meters away in front of him. He waved his fist, but couldn't say any threatening words.

He is the man from Anne County who was blown into the sky by Lyon Samber and the others. What can he, a little country king, do to them?

"Fat pig, don't yell! You drool a lot, don't you?!" The gorgeously dressed, mean-looking woman stepped forward and grabbed King Boqi's ears.

"Splash it on the children's heads and I'll kill you!"

Under King Pochi's throne are children sitting in a pile. There is 24-hour heating in the palace. The children of the Pochi Kingdom usually come here to spend the winter.

"I was wrong..." King Boqi said weakly, "Give me some face in front of the children... Queen..."

at this time--

"Report!—" A soldier rushed into the hall.

"Your Majesty! Viscount Leon Sanbo said that he has contacted the 'Boqi Kingdom'!——"

King Boqi was stunned for a moment, then touched Santier's chin again.

"Yeah... Got it."

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Today's last update is here! ~

(Today, my mother made steamed buns for the first time...um...the noodles were not ready, and they were not steamed after steaming...but they were edible...)

Chapter 397 Chapter 396: Olympus of AC Machinery ([-])

In the end, the 'Golden Beast' won. At the cost of the two robots 'Chariot Elf' and 'Hero Fortress' being completely scrapped, they knocked down the 'Decomposer' and 'Producer' of Franklin and others from the altar.

But even if they won, amidst the tsunami-like cheers, there was no joy on the faces of Polly Haitai and the others.

This year's Machine King Contest has 32 teams participating in the team competition, two-to-two battles, followed by the top [-], top [-], top four, and four championship games.

Every five days, only the last one is on the first day of the new year, that is, New Year's Day. There is a fairly long rest and preparation time between the two events.

five days...

Who can create three new robots for the top [-] in only five days?

Oh, no, it is two, the 'Tank Lion' is not scrapped, just repair it...

"Everyone...do you still want to win?" Polly Haitai looked at his team members.

"I don't want to lose." Lishi bit her lower lip unwillingly.

"Of course we have to win." Snow sat on the steel box, smoking a cigar: "I think my shop is missing a trophy for the Throne of the Gods."

"I'm ready, and I can only sleep for an hour every day!" Leo rolled up his sleeves, and was instantly frightened by the freezing weather and pulled them back, wrapping his shivering arms.

"Me too." Taylor rolled up his sleeves like Leo, but he didn't pull them back. He has a Faustian standard of physical strength, unlike Leo who is born weak and not afraid of the low temperature at all.

"Ahem, I have to go back to class if I lose..." Lishi's classmates were embarrassed at first, but then determined: "So! Definitely win!"

If they can get the champion's 'Gods' trophy, they don't need to go to the cram school during the winter vacation!It's so cool!

"Hehe..." Polly Haitai laughed: "Okay, I'll go buy some dry food for the military industry, and I don't have time for a serious meal..."

At this time, Franklin and his team members also came over.

"Tsk... I spent tens of thousands of dollars to get the robot, and finally earned a thermos cup..." Franklin tossed the thermos cup with the white-haired beautiful girl in his hand in dissatisfaction.

This is a condolence item given to the losers by the organizing committee of the competition.

In the future, the number of thermos cups owned by a team is the proof of successive years of shame. Nangong Beier felt that the Antarctic Bear Chamber of Commerce could not bear this grievance, so he threw the agency right to DDs and asked them to print their logo on it.

It not only transfers grievances, but also charges DDs a large amount of agency fees, which is very beautiful~

"But... Poli Haitai." Franklin looked at the elf youth in front of him.

Elves have a long lifespan. Before the age of 20, they grow at the same rate as humans, but they will not continue to age when they become adults at the age of 20. Therefore, it is difficult to tell the age of an adult elf from its appearance.

But Franklin knew that Polly Haitai was only 34 years old this year, which was still very young for an elf.

When I met him back then, Polly Haitai was just a young gangster who liked to wear a black suit to look cool.

Now he is already a qualified husband and a qualified father.

"Good job." Franklin thumped Polly Haitai on the shoulder.

"Thank you for the compliment." Polly Haitai stretched out his fist and touched Franklin.

"Be careful next time. Your next opponent should be 'Crazy Hunter', and the captain is Garten. I went to his house a while ago and talked to him about the drying system of the drum washing machine..." Franklin's face was serious.

"He has extraordinary insights into this, and I can see that his skills are not inferior to mine..."

Jia Teng, a laid-off hunter, is usually more free than Franklin, and his cultivation in the field of machinery may have reached the level of a professional mechanic (community animal) in a machinery factory.

"If you still want to win, rely on the current half-robot that can only win by self-destructing..."

"Not much chance." Franklin sighed.

"Do your best, at least don't lose too badly, otherwise it will ruin our reputation as a 'lady of the wilderness'. How can we continue to participate in the machine king's hegemony next year?"

……

In the first floor of the world.

"Eh? Is this the end? The robot fights don't even take 10 minutes..." Yin Lihua was still a little bit unsatisfied.

The appearance of 'Chariot Elf' running around the ring like a mad dog and hitting the disintegrator just now was really shocking.

It's like a soldier in a desperate situation, wanting to risk his life to bring the final victory to the loyal emperor.