Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer Retirement

Chapter 71 Space Warrior Kuuga
Lu Mingfei also had his own considerations for handing over the plastic-steel formula to the equipment department.

He couldn't always rely on alchemy equipment, even if he could use it, the rest of the community might not be able to use it.

Moreover, alchemy equipment is the technology of the dragon clan after all, and the technology of aliens is not credible.

As the leader of the club, Lu Mingfei must consider all members.

Then, those equipments that do not rely on dragon blood are naturally listed as the first choice.

Plastic steel is the first step in the refitting plan. This material has mature technology and strong replaceability.

After his strength is further improved, he will hand over more advanced formulas to the equipment department, and then create more powerful equipment.

But it's not enough yet. After the last trip to Mexico, Lu Mingfei's trust in the school board has dropped to a low point.

Even though the equipment department is relatively independent, it is still a subsidiary organization of the school board after all, and he can only give limited trust.

Of course, even if it is given to the equipment department, it can't be done.

Even the current low-end version can only be produced with the participation of Lu Mingfei.

The technological gap of tens of thousands of years is not so easy to bridge.

Even if the equipment department ranked his order first, it still took half a month to make a semi-finished product.

The restraint and pain are only half of the finished product, but it is enough for the current Lu Mingfei.

When he went down to Walter Alheim to pick up the equipment, he found that the appearance of the "cage of pain" was a little off.

"What is this?"

Lu Mingfei asked blankly.

The black armor is covered with symmetrical golden patterns, and the round helmet has two huge red lenses that look like compound eyes.

The mouth of the helmet is like the mouthparts of an insect, and the top of the head is like a crown and like a beetle's antennae.

The problem is, the Cage of Pain doesn't have a helmet at all.

"We optimized the shape a little bit."

Arcadullah said.

"I don't need optimization."

Lu Mingfei shook his head.

The instruments of torture need to be aesthetically pleasing. Although he has artistic pursuits, he is not up to the perverts of the Emperor's Children.

"But we need to! As makers, we have the right to make small changes."

Arcadullah said confidently.

Sure enough, you shouldn't expect anything from these equipment guys, forget it, as long as it doesn't affect the performance.

Moreover, this appearance is indeed much more beautiful than the original appearance, at least it does not know that it is a torture instrument at first glance.

"What's it called?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"Kuaga, Kamen Rider Ultimate Kuga. You must go and see the original, it's wonderful."

Akadullah's eyes glowed Amway.

"Let's wait until you finish the finished product."

he said perfunctorily.

It is also a strategy to make some appropriate promises to stimulate the work enthusiasm of the partners.

Lu Mingfei once used this trick in exchange for the full support of a foundry world, and delivered a battle barge in only two years.

This is an outrageous speed. Even with the fastest production record, a basic capital ship, the Lunar-class cruiser, would take 11 months to complete, not counting the tests before commissioning.

And the size of the smallest battle barge is more than twice that of a lunar cruiser, not including the more complex and advanced internal and external structures.

Normally speaking, delivering a battle barge in two years is an impossible task, and Lu Mingfei did find some clues from the battleship log.

Of course, he chose to ignore all of this in the end, just like the foundry world ignored the source of the STC template.

"Don't worry, I'll get it out for you."

Arcadullah said excitedly.

He had wanted to design this pair of holsters for a long time, but no one in the equipment shop could wear them.

The students outside are well-dressed, but those mortals who only have muscles and beer in their minds are not worthy!

Finally, an S-rank with a strong figure and a good mind came. He can finally realize his wish of being a leather case designer.

With the help of Acadura, Lu Mingfei put on the leather version of "Cage of Pain".

This process made him regain the feeling of wearing power armor, although the servitor next to him was noisy and fussy.

Ignoring Akadulla's request to pose for a photo, Lu Mingfei left the equipment department.

This maverick outfit caught everyone's attention as he walked through the academy.

But fortunately, the helmet blocked him so tightly that no one could recognize who he was.

Back at Norton Hall, Fingal is drinking beer and eating fried chicken.

After the last trip to Mexico, the popularity of the chief diva skyrocketed, and he earned a lot of extra money by selling photos.

Chu Zihang originally planned to stop it, but considering that this was also a way to increase the influence of the club, he asked Sakai Akina for his opinion.

The chief singer herself has no objections. She used to be a street singer when she was in Japan, and she was photographed more often.

Of course, it is impossible for Fingel to keep this money alone.

[-]% of the deal is public, [-]% goes to Akina Sakai, and Fingel can only get [-]%.

The new lens can't be changed, just drinking beer and eating fried chicken and degrading for a while.

Seeing Lu Mingfei coming in, Fingel froze for a moment.

"Well, we are a private club here, and cosplay cards are not accepted."

He said it solemnly, but the next sentence revealed his true colors again.

"However, if you want to take pictures, you can take them outside. I am very good at taking pictures. I guarantee you will be on the hot list of the forum."

"it's me."

Lu Mingfei said lightly.

"Captain?!"

Fingel was left alone, and the beer was sprayed all over the floor.

"Since when did you play cosplay? Or Kamen Rider."

He asked with a suppressed smile.

"It has nothing to do with me making the equipment department look like this."

Lu Mingfei said blankly.

"Equipment department? Well, it's indeed the style of those crazy people. But what is this, isn't it an exoskeleton disguised as a leather case?"

Fingal asked curiously.

"It's a torture tool. It's just right, you come to test the effect."

Lu Mingfei went to the weapon rack and pulled out a practice sword.

"Me? How about waiting for Junior Brother Chu to come back?"

Fingel shrank his neck.

It's not a good job to practice against Lu Mingfei. You can either lie flat and get beaten, or get beaten actively.

Moreover, he was particularly cunning in his strikes, always hitting the parts with the least damage and the most painful.

"I approved the new lens you applied for."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Come on, head, don't take pity on me just because I am a senior brother."

Fingal put down his beer and rushed over.

"Attack me with all your might."

he said seriously.

Even if Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, Finger wouldn't hold back.

He knew that this junior brother's swordsmanship was abnormally high, and he was not his opponent at all if he didn't speak.

Fingel took a German-style two-handed sword in his hands. This kind of heavy weapon is very huge, and only a mixed race can use it with one hand.

But once mastered how to use it, this weapon commonly known as "big windmill" is the most effective killing tool.

He placed the hilt of the sword below the waist, with the blade facing upwards, and the tip of the sword pointing directly at the opponent's face.

This is the plow position, one of the German two-handed sword stances, which is a good posture for thrusting.

Fingel has a good understanding of Lu Mingfei's strength, knowing that defense is meaningless, it is better to attack with all his strength.

He yelled, and the muscles covered by the fat burst out with great strength, driving the two-handed sword to stab Lu Mingfei's face like a shooting star.

Just this time, Finger showed a sword skill that surpassed Chu Zihang's.

But when facing an opponent of Lu Mingfei's level, this kind of swordsmanship is far from enough.

"Ok?"

Fingal was stunned.

Because the tip of his sword pierced Lu Mingfei's arm.

(End of this chapter)