Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 226 Huh?Lost the Power Fist! (3K)

After three rounds of wine.

The lively atmosphere in the base hall became more active.

However, for all the people present whose metabolic rate was several times or even dozens of times higher than normal, all this was just the beginning.

The servo skull Reditus kept circling around the one-armed Old John and Connors.

It drives the anti-gravity engine like an annoying headless chicken.

Repeatedly sold its robotic arm modification plan to two disabled people.

At this moment, Connors, whose face was flushed, seemed to be drunk.

He slurred and used his profound knowledge to refute Reditus's exaggerated mechanistic arguments.

He even desperately complained about the many disadvantages and side effects of mechanical transformation on human physique.

However, this also drew a retort from the servo skull.

All of a sudden, there was a bloody battle without smoke in the intellectual battlefield between the technical priest and the biologist.

On the contrary, Old John, who stood quietly watching the play, was somewhat moved.

But he also noticed the increasingly intense smell of gunpowder between Connors and Reditus.

The old John decided to find time to talk to the servo skull alone about the transformation plan.

Located in another corner of the base hall.

The iron man David standing on the metal platform shook his slightly bent metal body.

Right in front of it, a huge barbecue grill was constantly burning with hot charcoal fire.

Slices of Glocks steak several inches thick were quickly grilled by Iron Man David, making the sound of grease overflowing.

After the steak was cooked, it was quickly distributed to the people who stood around and waited for a long time.

Everyone who tastes Glocks steak will give Iron David a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that they don't know whether they admire the meat quality of the steak itself.

I still praise Iron Man David for his precise grilling skills.

It's not far from Iron David's barbecue platform.

Bucky, with a dignified expression, was letting the gang dogs around him stay away for a while.

Then, he picked up a flamethrower filled with promethium with a mechanical arm.

It began to spray almost relentlessly at a pile of ambull cans placed on the metal floor.

The next moment, an astonishing scene that stunned the surrounding gang dogs instantly appeared in front of everyone.

Right below the tissue-melting heat of a flamethrower.

The ambull cans piled up one by one were shaking desperately!

There seemed to be bursts of sharp neighing that resounded around the tightly closed can.

It seemed that what was contained inside was not ant meat at all, but some kind of terrifying creature with extremely strong vitality!
At this moment, sitting at the metal round table.

Rorschach, who was munching on the Glocks steak repeatedly, suddenly turned his head to look at the crowd who had a little commotion.

He looked at Bucky, who was laughing with the flamethrower in hand.

He couldn't help shaking his head and let out a chuckle.

"Hehe, young people just have too little experience..."

Not long after, a muscular gang dog came to the round metal table holding a glass full of wine.

The other party with a very nervous expression first expressed his loyalty to Rorschach.

Then he carefully raised the wine glass in his palm to Rorschach.

The smiling Rorschach put down the knife and fork without hesitation.

He picked up his own wine glass, clinked glasses with the other party and drank it down in one gulp.

Until the wine with a sharp taste is slowly swallowed.

Rorschach, whose thoughts turned, barely recognized the gang dog in front of him.

The other party was the Franky he had seen a long time ago.

And Franky was very excited that Rorschach remembered him as a little guy.

For a while, I couldn't even speak clearly.

Rorschach himself was not surprised by this.

He also just remembered a familiar gang dog.

So, Rorschach, with a gentle expression, first asked about Franky's family situation.

He smiled and encouraged the other party a few words.

Then, the conversation with Franky ended.

Frankie turned and left with a smile on his face.

Withdrawing his mind, Rorschach threw himself into the frantic eating of the food in front of him.

Seems to increase with Astartes altering surgery.

His already terrifying food intake has also increased day by day...

After about six hours.

This extremely lively banquet finally came to an end.

When the slightly drunk people dispersed.

After returning to his own territory.

The iron man David with blue lights flashing in his eyes began to direct the automatic servo robots one by one.

Tidying up the oil stains left on the metal floor and the fallen garbage.

Even the well-trained gang dogs try to keep the venue as hygienic as possible.

But there are always unforeseen circumstances that are beyond our control.

For example, the charred marks left by Bucky's flamethrower on a can of ambull.

Or the vomit that Connors spit out due to his body's reaction after drinking too much, etc.

At this moment, Rorschach, who was full of wine and food, passed Iron Man David with a heavy book in his hand.

He said hello to Iron Man David.

And thanked the other party for their great help to the whole banquet.

Afterwards, the smiling Rorschach returned to the private lounge, intending to continue reading and learning.
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"What did you say? Reditus told you that the power fist I sent was lost?"

Rorschach, who was lying on the metal bed and reading about the Rogue Trader's affair with the Ark Eldar, suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He got up quickly and closed the heavy book in his palm.

Rorschach stared at Iron Man David who was reporting the unexpected situation in front of him, and asked with a puzzled expression:
"David, can you explain to me what is lost?"

"If Reditus accidentally breaks the power glove, I won't say anything more. After all, it is also for our research work, so we shouldn't find such a clumsy excuse to deal with the errand?"

"My lord, I am also puzzled by this..."

"But according to the situation reported by Reditus, it may be really lost, and I think the situation at that time should be like this..."

Iron man David with a hunched metal back couldn't help spreading his metal palms.

It shook its metal head slightly.

The flickering blue light in his eyes stared at Luo Xia and said slowly:

"Just twenty-four hours ago, you just obtained a power fist through a 'miracle', so you chose to send an automatic servo robot to Reditus in the foundry."

"And according to the testimony provided by Reditus, since it was studying another extremely difficult scientific research project at the time, it just ordered the automatic servo robot to wait aside according to its past habits."

"According to the usual practice, this situation will continue until the project in Reditus's hands is completely successful or encounters difficulties that are difficult to proceed, and then it will gradually remember another thing that it has forgotten."

"But it's a coincidence that the grand news of your round table barbecue meeting made the impetuous Reditus temporarily give up the scientific research project in hand. It also accidentally saw the power glove, but it was eager to attend the banquet. Reditus just ordered the automatic servo robot to put the power fist on the casting platform, and then it left the foundry alone."

"After the banquet was over, Reditus, who was going to study the power glove immediately, was stopped by Old John, who asked him about the installation of the mechanical arm."

"And Reditus, who just had a big debate between biological transformation and mechanical transformation with the drunk Connors, immediately became emotional, and it began to popularize the many benefits of mechanical transformation to Old John."

"According to Reditus's own memories, this wonderful sermon lasted about forty minutes... After Old John said goodbye to him, Reditus returned to the foundry and immediately went to find the power fist, intending to dismantle it. Let’s study the opponent’s structure..."

"However, it couldn't find the power glove on the casting platform anyway, and Reditus, who had searched almost the entire casting workshop, finally overcame the fear of losing the equipment, and it chose Tell me about this, and I immediately reported to you..."

"My lord, this is probably the whole process of the loss of your power glove. Although there are some my reasoning and guesses mixed in, the probability of restoring the truth is close to [-]%."

At this moment, Iron Man David, who subconsciously crossed his metal palms, asked slowly to the frowning Rorschach:
"My lord, do you have any other thoughts now? Do you need me to summon Reditus to come in and explain to you personally?"

"Tsk...David, I don't think it's useful to find Reditus, because this matter may have nothing to do with it. There is one thing you need to know, and that is that this power gauntlet contains an ancient' Machine Soul', I guess the other party is messing with us!"

Rorschach took a deep breath and stood up from the metal bed.

He squinted his eyes and said lightly to I Iron Man David standing aside:

"Notify all the personnel in the base, and summon all the automatic servo robots, let everyone mobilize for me, and at the same time close every entrance and exit of the entire base!"

"I don't believe in this evil anymore. What big things can a power glove with its own 'machine soul' do? Could it still escape from this base?"

Rorschach, who twisted his neck left and right, couldn't help baring his sharp fangs from his mouth.

He subconsciously raised his thick arm and waved it fiercely at Iron Man David standing in front of him:

"Search for me! Even if you dig the entire base three feet away, find it for me!"

"Yes, my lord."

At this moment, the iron man David with blue light flickering slightly in his eye sockets shook his metal head.

He bowed to Rorschach with a displeased expression.

　thanks for your support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)