Royal Alchemist

Yuan Tian immediately came to the test area with his adjutant, and saw his fighter plane at a glance. Compared with the dilapidated appearance in the past few days, the fighter plane in front of him was completely new.

He tried to find Zhuo Fan in the crowd, but couldn't find it.

Link said, "General Yuan, will you test the fighter yourself, or will you have the testers come?"

"I'll do it myself." Yuan Tian stood at the foot of the fighter plane and looked up.

During his many years of military career, his fighter planes followed him through wind and rain, and he came back from the battlefield with injuries all over his body, and was repaired a few days later. Yuan Tian has experienced this situation many times, but today he feels a little different.

This difference is not just a feeling, but a real difference. Yuan Tian felt it as soon as he started the fighter.It is difficult to describe the difference in words, but all excellent pilots have an indescribable connection with the fighter plane, and this connection is especially close at this moment, all actions seem to be more smooth, whether it is attack or defense, it is more in line with own mind.

Yuan Tian jumped off the fighter plane and rushed to Link in a few steps: "What did you do to my fighter plane?"

Link was taken aback, and it was difficult to judge whether he was happy or angry from the expression on Yuan Tian's face: "Uh... well... it was indeed a little modification, Zhuo Fan said that if you are not satisfied, you can immediately Change it back for you."

"Where is he?" Yuan Tian looked around anxiously.

"He's tired, he's in the dormitory now..."

Before the words "sleep" came out, Yuan Tian turned around and strode away.

Link hurriedly followed: "General, let him sleep for a while, he didn't sleep much last night."

The word "also" pierced Yuan Tian's heart, he paused, and then sped up the next second: "I won't quarrel with him."

Soon they came to Zhuofan's dormitory one after the other, and Yuan Tian pushed the door open. He is a senior general of the legion. For the needs of the battle and the safety of the resident, he has the authority to enter and exit any area at will.

"General! You said you didn't quarrel with him!" Link's tone was reproachful.

Zhuo Fan's dormitory was a small apartment, Yuan Tian was completely stunned as soon as he stepped into the living room.

The living room is very messy, full of various materials and data, four or five screens are set up on the TV wall, and each screen is playing battle images, from all angles, inside and outside the fighter plane, all these images belong to one person, that is, Yuan sky.He picked up the information on the table and flipped through it, and it was all about statistical analysis of his combat data, the speed and strength of the knife, the strength of the energy arc, and his accustomed combat methods.

During these three days and three nights, Zhuo Fan did not rest even when he returned to the dormitory, and continued to work.

For a moment, Yuan Tian felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, something seemed to be fiddled with, it was strangely not very comfortable, and he had never experienced it before.

"Who is it!" Zhuo Fan's voice came from the bedroom, alert and drowsy, apparently woken up by outside voices in his sleep.

Yuan Tian walked to the door: "It's me, can I come in?"

No one would be in a good mood when he was woken up in his sleep. Although Zhuo Fan recognized Yuan Tian's voice, he really wanted to say: Who are you?

But he didn't do it in the end: "Come in."

Almost before the last sound was finished, Yuan Tian couldn't wait to enter the room, terribly anxious.

Zhuo Fan sat on the bed, still unable to open his sleepy eyes, half-closed his eyes and stared at Yuan Tian in a daze, his hair was messed up in sleep, and curled up disobediently.

He waved at Link who came in, "You go ahead and do it first, it doesn't matter to me. The fighter plane has been tested, and I will have a test report later."

After Link left, he grabbed a handful of hair and lifted the quilt: "I'm going to wash my face first."

"No, no, no." Yuan Tian pressed his shoulders and stuffed him back under the quilt, "I'm fine."

Zhuo Fan's strength was not comparable to Yuan Tian's, but now he just woke up, his limbs were still soft, after being pressed by him, Zhuo Fan felt that he was about to sink into the bed.

"What are you doing? Let go! I have nothing to do with washing my face!" Zhuo Fan said angrily.

Seeing that Zhuo Fan was angry again, Yuan Tian quickly let go: "I mean, go on sleeping and leave me alone."

Zhuo Fan really wanted to complain, he said, how can you keep sleeping when you are so big standing in my room?But he just squinted and asked, "Have you tried the fighter plane?"

Yuan Tian was silent for a long time, like a rock standing on a high cliff for thousands of years, he finally spoke, "Thank you."

What Zhuo Fan did to the Yuan Tian fighter was a customized modification, which was based on the driver's physical condition and combat characteristics and habits. It was a non-standard, personalized customization, which belonged to the concept of an S-class fighter.Of course, Zhuo Fan's current level is not good enough to manufacture S-class fighters, but during the days when he was with Archibald, he learned this concept and applied it to Yuan Tian's A-class fighters.

The fighters of Lei Wennuo and Qiu Xingyao are also custom-built fighters. They have made some improvements to the fighters according to their fighting preferences, because Qiu Xingyao is a mechanic himself.But because Qiu Xingyao is only a mechanic in the combat department, and has limited research on the smelting department, so the transformation is also very limited.But even for this limited transformation, Qiu Xingyao spent a lot of time researching and calculating, thinking so much that his hair fell out.

At that time, Yuan Tian saw with his own eyes how hard Qiu Xingyao was working, and what Zhuo Fan had done in these three days had far surpassed Qiu Xingyao's transformation.The mountains of materials and a large number of battle videos piled up in the living room are what Zhuo Fan has been studying repeatedly these days.

"Your fighter plane has also been modified, is it imitated by Marshal Ravenor?"

Zhuo Fan's words were right, Yuan Tian nodded.At the beginning, he was jealous when he saw the fighter planes of Lei Wennuo and Qiu Xingyao, but he was embarrassed to work hard for Qiu Xingyao, and felt that his fighting style was very similar to that of Lei Wennuo, so he asked the mechanic to change it according to his fighter plane.

"You and General Ravenor both belong to the melee type of strength, but in fact you pay more attention to the whole. Speed ​​and coordination are very important to you. Your alchemy beast should be a cat, right?" Although Zhuo Fan mentioned It’s a question, but it’s very firm, and Yuan Tian doesn’t need to answer it at all, “So General Ravenor’s fighter plane is not suitable for you. You often use too much force when fighting. Make adjustments, but if you face an opponent of the same high level, this little mismatch may cause failure."

"Yes, my alchemy beasts are all tigers." Yuan Tian was a little bit in Zhuo Fan's rhythm, and still stuck on the previous question.

As soon as Zhuo Fan talked about the fighter plane, he began to talk endlessly: "I just made some improvements to the system now. If you don't like it, you can change it back. Strictly speaking, it is best to modify the shape of the fighter plane accordingly. Look at Lei General Wen Nuo and General Qiu Xingyao's fighters are different from the standard ones. I don't know if you are willing to make changes, so I didn't do anything, maybe you are still secretly scolding me for meddling in your heart."

"No, no, you can change it as you like, you can change it as you like."

As long as you improve my fighter and can kill more dragonmen, it doesn't matter if Yuan Tian is an idiot in the corner, Yuan Tian thought.

"In short, thank you." Yuan Tian said sincerely, "Thank you for what you have done for me these days, thank you for your hard work."

Zhuo Fan looked sideways: "It has nothing to do with you. This is my test paper, and I will naturally try my best to complete it."

Yuan Tian didn't understand what he meant.

"Since the teacher and Dean Clark sent me to the Legion of Glory, I have to work hard to make some achievements. If I'm just here to be a mechanic, then I can just go to any military factory, why come to the legion station. Anyway, just with It doesn't matter to you, it just so happens that your fighter plane is relatively broken, so you were selected."

Although Zhuo Fan tried his best to disregard his relationship with him, even though Zhuo Fan said that his fighter plane was relatively weak, Yuan Tian was not a person who didn't know what was good or bad.

Looking at Zhuo Fan's sleepy face, Yuan Tian felt a little sorry: "You should rest first, I won't disturb you, I'll go first."

Zhuo Fan really wanted to sleep, if no one bothered him, he could sleep for a day and a night.

"Ah, by the way, are you thirsty and want to drink water? Are you hungry? Have you had breakfast? Will you have lunch later? Do you want me to bring your lunch?"

They obviously said they were going to leave, but Yuan Tian was still standing at the door talking.

"I just want to sleep." Zhuo Fan had already buried himself in the quilt.

"Okay, then I'll go first."

Finally Yuan Tian left his room, Zhuo Fan closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but he was woken up and said some words, his mood fluctuated a bit, and he couldn't fall asleep again for a while.

He turned on the TV wall in the bedroom, and the screen still stayed on a video of Yuan Tian's battle.The video continues to play, Yuan Tian is driving a dark yellow fighter plane, fighting in the starry sky, like a heroic warrior, going deep into the enemy camp, facing millions of enemies, without changing his face, and fighting wantonly.

The Yuan Tian on the battlefield was completely different from the Yuan Tian he saw on a daily basis.Yuan Tian, ​​who was in front of him on weekdays, was like his big boy, so stubborn that he was almost a rogue, and he would even do childish things like locking people out.And Yuan Tian on the battlefield, no matter his bravery and fearlessness in battle, or his resoluteness in command, all showed others that he was an excellent soldier of the Empire and a general of the Legion of Glory.

These days, Zhuo Fan almost fell asleep accompanied by Yuan Tian's battle images. After watching for a while, his emotions gradually calmed down and he returned to his sleep.

That night, the Legion of Glory received an order to attack again. The soldiers who had just returned and hadn't rested for a few days were about to set foot on the battlefield again.

Yuan Tian couldn't help but lamented that this fighter plane was repaired in a timely manner. If someone else were to repair it, I'm afraid this time the attack would only be a temporary replacement of the fighter plane.

When he flew out of the base in his fighter plane, he unexpectedly saw Zhuo Fan standing at the window, watching intently.

Did he come to send himself to the battlefield?Yuan Tian felt a throbbing in his heart.

After living for so long, and going to the battlefield countless times, it was the first time someone came to see him off today!

Yuan Tian was very excited, although he didn't understand what he was excited about.

"Let me fight this battle today! Let those monsters taste our power!" Yuan Tian said to the soldiers.

"Yes!" The soldiers stared blankly at the inexplicably excited general, and responded loudly.

Link walked to Zhuo Fan's side, and together with him silently watched the fleet going away.

Zhuo Fan was very emotional: "This is the first fighter plane that I have personally refined to go to war, and this is also the first time I have seen a fighter plane go to the battlefield with my own eyes."

"You will have a lot of opportunities in the future, and maybe soon, the first fighter completely made by you will join the battle." Link laughed.

"Now I completely understand the teacher's words. I used to learn smelting knowledge in the school and make fighters in the laboratory, but I never once saw how they changed from a pile of cold metal to a living mechanical warrior, and then stepped on it. Go to the battlefield. I am really not as good as you, if you don’t even have this insight, how can you create a viable fighter?”

"Don't say that, you are still so young, you are almost catching up with Master Lanney, your mental strength is almost twice as strong as mine."

Zhuo Fan suddenly smiled and said: "You know, I watched it fly away, and I felt like sending my child to the battlefield. This feeling is too strange, I am a little reluctant, and I also look forward to its heroic performance."

"I can understand, the first time I watched my repaired fighter jet fly into the starry sky, I almost cried."

Zhuo Fan Wanran: "I don't know what it will look like when it comes back."

Link's expression suddenly became very strange: "I advise you not to expect too much, do you know General Yuan Tian's nickname?"

Zhuo Fan vaguely remembered what Qiu Xingyao once said to him: "The fighter terminator?"

Link nodded solemnly.