Dwarf In The Future

The dwarf is a principled race. If you do n’t want to, that is unwilling. No matter how many times you ask, you are unwilling.

and also……

"What is a bald chicken?" Georgia asked in confusion, always feeling that the word he hadn't learned sounded weird.

Chu Rong jammed with anger, paused, released his hand holding his collar, took two steps back, leaned his arms on the operation table with his arms, covered his emotions with a cold face, and clicked his fingers on his arms. He replied: "It's just a mood particle to express your emotions ... don't interrupt, now I'm asking you a question, saying, why not, don't you like mecha very much?"

The tone of the word is quite strong ... Georgia is very confused to leave the question of bald chicken behind his head, thinking back to the topic, and honestly said: "I really like mecha."

"So?" Chu Rong looked down at him, and he had the intention of throwing him out of Mecha without giving a satisfactory explanation.

Georgia glanced at him and determined that he was calm now and could listen to his explanation, saying, "It's good to be a mech warrior, but I want to learn to make it more than driving a mech."

Chu Rong nodded his arm and frowned, and asked, "Do you want to learn mech manufacturing?"

"Probably." Georgia thought about it and answered.

"What is it about?" Uncle Chu got upset with his vague answer, training: "Don't say uncertain conclusions easily, especially this is about the future direction of development."

"No uncertainty, just to be specific." Georgia had become accustomed to his bad temper, and was not scared by his bad attitude. Instead, he took a step forward and looked at the mech operation console he leaned on, reaching out gently. Touched: "I want to learn the manufacture of purely manual driving mechs, not general mechs. Maybe in the future, I can make a purely manual mech for you. "After looking up and looking at him, I was a little embarrassed, but smiled with a little confidence.

He has always remembered to report back to Bai Maoguai and his team. The failed medical treatment in the medical room yesterday made him understand that curing the Baimao's disease will be a long and difficult process. But his magical power is only the size of a small lake. Before he really becomes strong, the white hair monster's disease can only be carefully maintained and cannot be cured.

The other party helped him so much, and he also wanted to do his best to do something for the other party. After hearing what Grandpa said, he saw a new direction of return.

Mech manufacturing, an area that can fully exert the creativity and expertise of dwarves, he is confident that he can get some small achievements in this field, and when he can really make a powerful mech, even if he It has always failed to reach the level of a large magician, can't cure the white fur monster's disease, and can help the other side in some places.

There are also some secret little wishes. If you can, after rewarding the Bai Maoguai party, he may try to drive the mecha made by him, through the black hole, and return to his hometown.

Chu Rong did not expect to hear such an answer. The eardrum was a little itchy with the phrase "for you", and a strange, sweet and sour mood arose in his heart. He didn't know how to react, and was exposed by him. " "Stupid" laughed to anger, raised his hand and pinched his face without hesitation, and pulled it out badly, and he just pulled the expression on his face completely, then said disgustingly: "No matter who it is Tell you about driving mecha manually. One thing you must understand is that all mech makers are excellent mental geniuses before entering the field of mecha manufacturing. The entire federation, including the least-welcome welfare colleges , Will not accept a student without mental strength to enter the mech manufacturing department. Without mental power, you can not even do the most basic material processing, let alone make a complete mech. Imp, mech manufacturing It's not as simple as you think. "

"It takes mental energy to make mechs?"

As soon as the dream was formed, it was pierced. Georgia was a little embarrassed and stuttered: "But, Grandpa didn't say ..."

"Grandpa Ren, are you talking about Ren Moze?" Chu Rong asked, seeing his pitiful look, and his anger was completely gone. He raised his hands and rubbed his forehead, and barely stretched his arms comfortably. He dragged it into his arms and said, "The old man is a research madman, and he can only believe half of what he said. Hurry up, I will take you to pick up the stones." Opening the hatch and jumping out.

Georgia hugged the clothes around his waist reflexively, still a bit messy. It takes mental energy to make mechs, so, that ... but he just drew a big cake with confidence ...

He shook his ears, his face tightened, his body stiffened into a stone, and his face and ears were all reddish, remembering the grand words that had just been put down in front of the white fur monster.

-Talking about things without knowing the situation clearly.

I probably saw his embarrassment. Uncle Chu rarely and considerately did not continue to tease him on this topic, but stopped after he took him to a wasteland full of stones of various colors, and found a block nearby. As soon as the stone lay, he motioned freely and happily.

Georgia took a careful look at him, and as soon as he was about to suppress his embarrassment and asked about the principle that the mech must be made with mental power, he keenly smelled a wave of magic.

With his eyes fixed, he turned his head to look around the wasteland, and his gaze was set in a certain direction of the wasteland. He immediately forgot about anything about the mech, hurriedly greeted him, and rushed towards the target, heart The beating speed is fast-the magic stone! There are magic stone waves in that direction! Still top! He sensed it!

Chu Rongban leaned on the stone to see how he couldn't wait to run away, and he was unhappy, and said, "Soil bun."

Georgia followed the magic wave to the edge of the wasteland. After carefully sensing it, his eyes fixed on a small plant growing from a crack in the stone, and he caught it-so strong magic wave, actually from this small plant From small plants? This, this is incredible!

He stared, some unbelievable, and some silly.

How can such a small plant emit a strong magic wave only found in top magic stones? Mutation? Or is there something different about Warcraft's Guardian?

As soon as he thought about it, he noticed that there were many more stone-seam plants farther away, and he immediately put the latter guess behind him.

Heterogeneous fruits usually appear alone, not like this.

So should it be mutation?

He squatted down, looked closer at the plant, and tried to gather a little magical power until his fingertips lightly touched the top of it.

As if sensing a friendly atmosphere, the plant gently put on a small body after being touched by him, and then happily absorbed the magic of the wood system he had come over, and stretched the leaves comfortably, looking more spiritual.

It's really magic! Will interact with him, completely different from the silly big leaf plant in his room!

He glanced at his fingertips that had been stung, remembering the magic array that had been laid in the room for the green fruit, and his face was red again, but this time he was excited-whether it was a mutation or not, the plant was It was a big surprise!

He previously tried to cultivate green fruit with a magic array, the purpose was to improve the woody magic elements contained in green fruit, and use it to create basic magic potions to alleviate the illness of the white hair monster!

Previously, he had speculated that Qingguo had a soothing effect on spiritual power because its flesh contained strong elements of magical wood, and later the healing effect of wooden magic on Bai Maoguai's spiritual power proved his guess.

However, the direct consumption of magic elements in plants has little effect on the human body, and it is far from useful to make a potion! Moreover, the magic elements carried by plants are limited, and most of them do not reach the level of making magic potions, and even if they are barely reached, the amount required to make a potion is huge, and it may not be able to Make it up.

Qingguo is already the plant with the richest magical content that he came into contact with, but it is rare in quantity and it is not enough to make a potion, and he can't make more, so he opened a new path to increase Qingguoli Magical idea.

But now, this amazingly magical plant solves this problem! With this, magic potions can be made at any time, and he no longer has to worry about tossing green fruit! Another point is that purifying the magic circle will cause the white fur monster's mental turbulence. When he creates the magic potion, it will never be a problem again!

Thinking of this he was almost happy to fly, could not help but fed some magic to the plants in front of him.

Chu Rong opened the newsletter sent to the south, looked sideways and squatted on the ground not knowing what he was doing. Georgia was so excited that his ears trembled, squinting and enjoying the warm sun after an afternoon, wayward reply: postponed Return time.

Fan Xiangnan was accustomed to his waywardness, without asking why, he asked directly: when will it be postponed?

When is it postponed?

Uncle Chu faced the sun unpredictably and moved his fingers.

——Of course it is postponed until the pet is finished.

pet?

Everyone lowered the communicator south and touched their chin-do they have pets on board?

It took an afternoon to magically hook back a batch of plants, and Georgia's blush was brought back to the warship by Chu Rong, and he immediately locked himself back in the room.

Zhuang Yu waited for him to go away and glanced warily and suspiciously at his emancipated chief, who asked: "What did you take Qiao Qiao this afternoon? Chief, federal law has written, abducting a minor child is to go to jail of!"

Abduction?

Chu Rong stopped, looked at her sideways, raised an eyebrow, thought something inexplicably, and suddenly asked, "Where is Master Ren?"

"Master Ren?" Zhuang Yu was frightened by his expression, took a step back, and replied, "Ren Lao doesn't move around the ship very much. He should be studying new weapons in the mech maintenance department. Are you going to find him something?" "

"Of course there is something." Chu Rongli managed his cuffs, turned around, and walked towards the Mech Management Department, meaning unclearly: "It's still a big deal." Dare to pry at the corner of the wall under his eyelids. Already.

Taking out the green fruit from the magic circle, Georgia sat on the floor next to the bed, took out the magic potion manufacturing method left by his father in the storage ring, and froze. When he saw a difficult word, his brain suddenly popped up. Bai Maoguai said the auxiliary particle in the afternoon, the more I want to pay more attention to it, based on the principle of not missing any singular point of language, put down the pharmaceutical manufacturing method, take out the light brain, tune to voice search, read out according to memory The words "bald chicken".

After a second, the page jumped, and rows of cover cartoon videos lay in the search results bar.

Ok? what are these? He reached out to one of the videos in doubt.

The picture zoomed in automatically, the music sounded, and after the colorful balloon special effects passed, a cartoon chick with hair on his body and no hair on his back appeared on the screen and shouted lively at him.

"..."

He touched his hair, looked down at his lean body, and finally stared at the lively chick in the cartoon for a few seconds, squeezed his lips, and squeezed half of the magic potion manufacturing method. Tucked back in the storage ring!