heavy fog

"Hahaha!"

Not only Xier sneered mercilessly, but Wen Luan also twitched the corners of his mouth a little.

I haven't seen mechs sign up, even their permanent address, and this address sounds like a supermarket shelf, it's too low.

"So it's you, translator!" Xier was still laughing.

"Translator?" Wen Luan was puzzled.

"Language learning machine 66, the entire Deep Blue Star Research Institute knows—" Seier jumped on the spot, throwing the swallowed black metal back into the puddle in the sand, "The biggest function of this mech is There is a language system that detects mental waves at the highest level, and can even compile data autonomously. It was originally designed to decipher codes and find a suitable operator of Raymond Gayton's mecha. However, Cyrus' faction has too much advantage and has not yet been able to use it. With such high-tech espionage weapons, political opponents will be defeated."

Civil war will not break out, and the ruling party who is a scientist prefers to research new projects. Who has nothing to do and drives the Simon Liman Kingdom all day long to find suitable players?This is not a professional league, and the Deep Blue Kingdom has no foreign enemies. This time-consuming, labor-intensive and energy-consuming plan has been put on hold. The No. 66 Mecha Xi Mengli used as a prop can only sleep in the warehouse.

No matter how depressed Simonli was, he could only endure it.

Although Xier is not a genuine battle mech, it is a war auxiliary mech. What is its signature function?To put it bluntly, it is called running fast. Professionally speaking, it is an auxiliary mech that breaks through the space at any time to help large troops sneak attack and preside over temporary retreat, not to mention the most luxurious item in the system: the eye of truth.

Among Raymond Gayton's mechas, apart from Seir, only the king-level mecha Purson has this special configuration.

The core processing modules strengthened by other king-level mechas are similar to the effect of the real eye. Purson is because of the characteristics of the mechas. From its huge thirty spare modules, it can be seen that the Deep Blue Star Research Institute is equipped for fear of the king of truth. Not enough, as long as it meets the design characteristics, all that can be strengthened will be strengthened.

"The sixth row in the third area, ahaha, master, do you know where I was originally placed?" Xier was proud.

"..."

"The position closest to the door!" Shier proudly shook the metal ball.

Wen Luan didn't have a hand, otherwise he would feel pain and help his forehead: You are mechs, not petty citizens of Manhattan!Whoever lives in a better area should be compared?

To make a complaint, you must definitely complain to the person in charge of the mecha manufacturing of the Deep Blue Star Research Institute about the quality of the product! !

"Stop showing off!" Simonli seized the opportunity to sarcastically return, "I'm not useful, aren't you too? Guardian and Escaper Seir, what are your initial power-on conditions, to protect the safety of Cyrus! As a result, the ruling You are useless when the party is in power, Cyrus has been prime minister for so many years, Andos has protected him well, and you can only continue squatting in the warehouse—oh, what are you doing?"

Shire was furious, and slammed Simonli hard.

In terms of size, the broken Xier was actually a little bigger than Simengli. After being wrapped around him, he saw a silver metal ball rolling in the puddles in the sand, fighting fiercely.

Wen Luan: ...

What about the two Raymond Gayton mechas that have lost their basic attack skills?Both sides are not flesh and blood, immune to electric arcs and so on, so they had to roll all over the ground.

——Sier saw that Andos was not pleasing to the eye, and laughed at the latter's IQ every now and then. He really had a "deep hatred".

The puddles were quickly dried up by the scorching sun, and mist emerged from the sand dunes everywhere, lingering and transpiring. From a distance, it looked like a follow-up to a strange celestial phenomenon.

After another 10 minutes, two mechas (Wen Luan: what two mechas, just two pieces of broken metal) were found still fighting, Wen Luan helplessly reminded: "Energy!"

With a bang, Shier rolled aside, and Simonli also took advantage of the situation and lay motionless in the sandpit.

"If I have the energy, I'll make you look good!" Shier said harshly.

"Ditto." Simonli sneered.

Shier was angry now, and it suddenly levitated: "You, a translator who has been squatting in the warehouse all year round, do you know the great achievements of the knight Shier? Do you know that I have upgraded?"

Simonli also refused to admit defeat, humming and taunting: "Mecha tango pas de deux champion? It's amazing, I'm so scared!"

"you--"

Shier was really on fire this time, and he slammed towards the opponent fiercely with a whistling sound—the Raymond Gayton mechs will not be enemies with each other, but fighting is still possible, and the goal is to destroy the opponent's communication system!

This is the true meaning of beating the other person until they can't beat the fight, beating the opponent so hard that they can't make a sound! !

When Simonli fell out of the high-dimensional space, his damage was greater than that of Ser, and after rolling for so long, he jumped up quickly and decided to get stuck if he couldn't beat him.

What is Syer's specialty, running fast!A guy who is good at escaping takes the initiative to attack, what are you afraid of!

"Don't think that those who engage in spy warfare can't fight!" Simonli shouted forcefully.

Wen Luan didn't give them a chance to fight again, and manipulated Xier to fly a certain distance, trying to persuade the fight with a headache: "Okay! Let's fight again when you have energy, and when you recover, you can roll as you like, no one cares!"

Shier was so angry that he didn't speak.

But Simonli exclaimed in surprise: "The manipulator is still there?"

Being able to drag the berserk Shier to the side must be the rhythm of the mental connection. If you change to another mecha, you won’t be able to hear what the formless tapir is saying, but Simonli has this specialty, it The detection of spiritual energy is very accurate. In order to meet this standard, the Deep Blue Star Research Institute installed high-sensitivity instruments in the design, which made Simonli's resistance to cosmic storms and interference waves very poor.

"The translator that gets lost" is Simonli's nickname.

As a mecha who has been squatting in the warehouse all year round, this nickname really made Simon Li breathless, he had never been out of the house, and he was lost.But the companion explained to it laughingly, that it is a translator that "can" get lost, and there is a modifier in front of it, that is, it may, it is very likely to be like this, and I don't believe in talking about anti-jamming data.

Simonli: ...

Now this is not a high-dimensional space, and there is no particle storm. Simonli can see it clearly, and Seer is the same as himself.It was so damaged that only the core remained, and it was not complete. Hearing Wen Luan speak before, Xi Mengli thought that Wen Luan was behind the nearby sand dunes. The Mongayton mech has been shared here.

But——Sier is a broken ball now, how can Wen Luan get in?

"Hahaha!" Seier, who guessed that Simonli was so surprised that he was desperately calculating, laughed triumphantly, "Admit defeat, translator! First, I have a master, and second, my master is dead..."

"what?"

"Third, even if my master dies, he will still fight with me!"

"..."

If Simonli had been on the earth in the 21st century, it would probably say that this is unscientific!

Very unscientific! !When it comes to the review of mecha operators, Simonli is a professional. There are many qualities required for mecha operators, but what is the most basic requirement? Countries in the Beluga Galaxy and even the Holy Glory Empire probably have different opinions: A understanding of structure and performance?Tactical vision?On-the-spot resilience?Courageous?Mental energy value?With tacit understanding?

No... The most basic thing is that the manipulator must be a living person!

Xi Mengli tried his best to complain: even this point is basically broken, what are we going to do?

Unexpectedly, it was Wen Luan who couldn't bear it anymore: "Stop talking about death!"

What an embarrassing thing, trying to get rid of the demon party failed, but kicked to the iron plate - the level of Seraphim Archangel, probably a diamond plate - a big defeat doesn't count, even he himself is heroic on the battlefield, and Seir is always Keep mentioning.

Wen Luan was powerless.

"No wonder... No wonder I heard rumors that Cyrus' lover is you." Simonli was still in shock.

What are you talking about!The criterion for Cyrus to choose a lover is not to choose a test product, and special samples are more likely to be favored.

"Beat!" Wen Luan was furious, and continued to order Xier, "Keep beating!"

The Syer metal ball immediately rushed forward with a cheer.

"Don't—" Simonli burrowed into the bunker, struggling hard, "I still have something to say!"

"It's enough for the translator to do a good job of translating, there is no other value for speaking... Huh?" This time, Seier stopped on his own initiative, and began to ponder the functions of the translator, "How many languages ​​do you know, Simonli?"

"All the systematic languages ​​known in the Moby Dick galaxy."

"How many are there?"

"Probably more than 740 kinds." Simonli replied.

Wen Luan was stunned: "So many?"

"What's more, I will do it if I have a database!" Shier refused to admit defeat, "Look at this guy, he can't even report the exact figures!"

"Hello!" Simonli, whose major has been challenged, is annoyed. "Although there are subtle differences in many languages, they are the same. If you master the root changes and have enough example sentences, you can do the calculations. There are so many barbaric civilizations in the Beluga Galaxy. Prosper and perish, who can come up with an accurate figure?"

The Sier metal ball pressed against the bunker, and asked maliciously: "So, do you know the ancient earth language?"

"Know some of the basics." Simonli hasn't figured out the situation yet, thinking that Shier is deliberately making things difficult for it. After all, if he understands the language of the ancient earth, he studies art and history, or there are opera singers who like to shock the audience with ancient singing methods , but generally they don’t get applause, art is not science, this thing can’t be too high-end and abstract, art that the public can’t appreciate, it’s hard to be applauded.

"The complete collection of missing population files?"

"The whole process of translation is barrier-free."

"Very well, it's up to you!" Seer pulled Simengli out of the sandpit, and vigorously slapped the already unstable piece of metal, "According to my master's judgment, this is the ancient earth, around 1000 BC... ...with a margin of error of 500."

"..."

Simonli choked.

More precisely, the logic module is stuck.

For ordinary people, it may be speechless, but for intelligent programs, if it is true, it will be stuck properly-the error is 500 years before and after, that is to say, it is possible from 1500 BC to 500 BC. Big error swing, 1000 numbers small?The Deep Blue Kingdom is only 2000 years old.

Wen Luan, who was inadvertently complained about by his mech about his poor history: ...

He really didn't want to say anything more.

"Wait." Xi Mengli managed to figure it out, "Why is it in the ancient earth before BC, parallel space?"

"The answer is correct, no extra points." Shier let go of Simonli, and continued to swallow the parts unsteadily, his eyes were ruthless and accurate.

Xi Mengli wanted to grab it, but the energy meter was a bit urgent, so he had to bear it and stay where he was and continue thinking.

Wen Luan remained silent, but Seier took the initiative to ask: "Master, don't you ask about the battle situation?"

Even the translators are on the battlefield. The battle between the Holy Glory Empire and the Beluga Galaxy has begun. Even the cracks in the high-dimensional space have been broken. It seems that the battle is very tense.

"Don't worry about the first battle." Wen Luan said calmly, "The arrogance of the Holy Empire is not so easy to get rid of. Cyrus still holds the advantage in his hand, and the Raymond Gayton Mecha will always exceed the expectations of all enemies. .”

Shi Er was convinced, and continued to ask: "Then what happens next?"

Wen Luan was silent for a long time before saying: "It depends on how they played in the first match."

If the Holy Brilliance Empire suffered too much loss, it would call in a larger main force. If the Holy Brilliance Empire lost too little, the Dark Blue Kingdom, which uses war to support the war strategy, would not be able to increase its strength.

"And I'm worried about one more thing..." Wen Luan said to himself.

"What?" Sil was curious.

At this time, the tapir laughed strangely: "It seems that you have finally become smarter. What will happen to the succubus when he learns about your death? Will his will not fluctuate? Will the real succubus appear? "

"Ah!" Shier called out shortly.

"Think about it, will the personality of this succubus still exist when you go back?" Tapir continued his efforts.

"I know what you're going to say." Wen Luan didn't show panic. In fact, no matter how worried he was, he couldn't intervene in such a distant space and time.

This reaction surprised even tapirs, since they are essentially the same.Tapirs have a bad temper, and they are not the character to hold their breath and admit defeat at all. When it comes to food, that is, possessions, tapirs are very fussy.

"Don't you still fantasize that he is waiting for you to come back in the dreamland? Could it be that he won't even think that it will not be 'Wen Luan' next time?" Tapir screamed, "Do you think the real succubi will let go of the fight for dominance? good chance?"

"Cyrus will always know about my death. But what is his most important thing? Me? Don't be kidding me!" Wen Luan laughed at Tapir's ignorance, "The most important thing about Cyrus is the Deep Blue Kingdom, as long as If the Deep Blue Star is not destroyed, Cyrus will always exist."

As he spoke, he sprayed the tapir in his deep consciousness again: "What is love? It can be eaten or drunk. Let's be realistic, there are many factors that make the personality of 'Cyrus' exist, Deep Blue Kingdom, Raymond Gayton mechs, research institutes, and even the ridiculous reasons for squandering research funds every year-even interstellar pirates will join the Moby Dick Galaxy Covenant in order to continue to rob freely and resist the Holy Glory Empire. Do you want to throw away all your responsibilities? How old are you?"

The tapir is so angry, you are the one who has an improper relationship with the succubi, you, is it appropriate to spray "myself" at this time?

"Even if the real succubus appears, Cyrus can solve it, but it will take a process..." Wen Luan silenced the tapir, and then said to himself, "I hope it didn't happen during the battle command, Even if it is, there should be Purson."

"That's right, with His Majesty Pursen here, there are no problems." Shier finally found a chance to speak.

"...a foolish fan who respects himself." Wen Luan didn't hold back this time either.

Seier groaned and didn't refute.

On the contrary, Xi Mengli rushed out and asked suspiciously, "Who was talking just now? How many masters do you have, sir? Can people still be schizophrenic after death?"

"..."

Can it be said that it is indeed produced by the Deep Blue Star Research Institute? Although it is divine logic, it is still surprisingly similar.

Wen Luan decisively changed the subject, "Catch the survivor from the Holy Glory Empire, and give a statement together with Simonli to analyze the situation of the battle."

"Hello!" The translator's protest was ignored.

The metal ball of Seir aggressively raised the laser knife that had just been assembled, and the shell of the space fortress, which had been collided by the particle storm in the high-dimensional world, was quickly opened by Seir even with damage.

"Boom." A small piece of the locked alloy hatch fell off, and a bloody smell burst out immediately.

For a moment, Wen Luan was speechless.

The war was too miserable. The battleship system and mechs of the Holy Glory Empire would not actively protect the operators. When everything got out of control, it was such a tragic scene.

"There are still people alive."

Finally Shiel stopped at a corner, where lay a child with a bloody head and a broken arm.

The eyes are closed tightly, but the mental waves and vital signs still exist.

This kind of captive, this kind of Raymond Gayton mech companion——

Xier really wanted to raise his head and sigh, how could it be that the one who fell was not the King of Knowledge, and the one who was captured was not the archbishop or the head of the Knights Templar!

"Oh! This great adventurer knight was once surrounded by thousands of people and praised by thousands of people; but today, he is enduring the fate of fate! Sadness, this is fate."