Dragon Race: Lu Mingfei Returns from Warhammer

Chapter 222 Alchemy Technology Tree: Jun Yan and Plasma Gun

"It is confirmed that this set of battle armor has been fully assembled, can it be put into the battlefield?"

Lu Mingfei moved the right arm of the battle armor, and at the same time, under the guidance of the researcher, he became familiar with the functions of the buttons on the control handle.

Warframe mode switching, firing mode switching, firing, acceleration, melee recharging... These game geeks in the equipment department know how to simplify the operation, and they only need to replace the joystick with a PS controller.

"Of course, we've even loaded the ammunition!" Deputy director Karl was excited.

"That's good. The first enemy that the classic armor will face may be the next-generation aliens. I don't want any surprises."

"You can always trust Walter Alheim in this respect!" Deputy Director Karl patted his chest with a manly expression, but then added, "Enemies at the next generation level? Then how many more do we pretend?" The camera... ahem, we are here to monitor all aspects of the armor in real time!"

"This is not important. Where is the exit? Before that, I will take it back to the Holy Blood Hall."

"Do you want to take it back and pack it into a box and consign it to the battlefield? This baby is not a model. I think it will be snatched by the US customs as soon as it arrives at the airport!" Deputy Director Carl was anxious, "Watt alheim is refitting a A military transport plane is responsible for the transportation of the first aircraft, you can wait."

"It's not packing the box, but taking it back to accept the binary prayer of the Ohm Messiah and grant the mark of purity to protect it from unknown blasphemous pollution." Lu Mingfei switched the armor to the high-speed movement mode, and the bottom of the armor's feet popped out. With two pairs of metal pulleys, he felt a little out of balance for a while, but then stabilized it through himself and the built-in balancer of the armor.

"Oh! It sounds like this setting is quite interesting!" Deputy Director Carl's eyes lit up, "Can I go over and visit?"

There was a slight tremor from behind. It was the power core of the classic armor being activated. The golden-painted metal wings slowly stretched out, and the air at the cooling holes at the end of the wings was slightly distorted.

The psychopaths in the equipment department applauded and cheered, and took out their mobile phones to take pictures of this exciting scene.

Lu Mingfei didn't stay for too long, and directly drove the battle armor to leave from the "cargo entrance" of the equipment department. The arms they produced and the fried chicken and coke from the cafeteria were all transported through this passage.

When such a sci-fi creation with a classical aesthetic style straddles the campus road, it inevitably attracts the attention of a large number of college professors, school staff, and executive department commissioners, many of whom are because of the "Dragon King Invasion" alarm. When the students who returned to school in advance took photos together with Lu Mingfei, who was showing his head on the chest of the battle armor, and uploaded them to the "Night Watchman Forum", almost the entire Kassel Academy knew that the S-class Have a "toy" of their own.

At the same time, the account of the equipment department on the forum was also compromised by various messages. Among the many mixed-race elite students, there are many nerds who like mechas and robots. These nerds have strong financial resources, and they have asked how much the S-class mecha cost and the production time. how long.

Lu Mingfei didn't know the commotion he caused. He was familiar with the maximum movement speed of the armor on the way back to the Holy Blood Hall.

Surrounded by the cold metal armor, he felt a surge of emotion, and he felt a familiar feeling of going back to the past. After all, he had been wearing power armor for more than 100 years, and he was still not used to not having armor protection in battle.

"If I go back to that universe and continue to fight for the emperor...I hope I can get more weapons and equipment for the weepers brothers." Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of those Saints who seemed to be haunted by doom and curse but still had a bright heart The son of the emperor, because he wandered around the borders of the empire all year round, he could not get enough equipment and supplies, so he couldn't save the emperor's people from the slaughter of aliens with higher efficiency.

"It would be great if... the brothers could also come to this world..." Lu Mingfei suddenly had such an idea in his mind.

The speed of the battle armor slowed down a lot, and he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the green low mountain behind the academy, where the white sea of ​​clouds covered the blue sky - this kind of scenery only existed in the legendary world in that universe. "Garden World", the warriors of the Wailers Chapter are naturally not qualified to go to that kind of place. They rush to the frontier to save mortals from alien and heretical planets.

After a while, Lu Mingfei collected his thoughts, and with the roar and tremor of the turbo engine, the battle armor accelerated again.

"There will be a chance... Even the humanity of the Great Emperor has come to this world." He whispered to himself.

……

The metal pulley rubbed bright sparks on the ground, and after a drift, the classic armor stabilized its figure and stopped in the courtyard of the Holy Blood Hall.

Chu Tianjiao was stunned and said, "Which set did you come from? "Transformers"?"

He walked around the academy, reminiscing about the time he used to study here, and when he came back, he happened to bump into this sci-fi creation galloping in.

"From the equipment department. This set of armor will be the war weapon of the Weeping Angel." Lu Mingfei responded politely, and at the same time switched the armor to walking mode, stepping up the stairs step by step into the hall.

"War weapons... wait, this thing is real? Isn't it a toy model that can be opened?" Chu Tianjiao was stunned, and his eyes began to look at the blood-red exoskeleton armor again, especially the fierce weapon on the left. Combined, the bullets fired from the barrel of that caliber may easily tear the human body into a cloud of blood mist.

"I need to get ready for the battle in Europe," Lu Mingfei said.

The gates and passageways have been extended to allow Paradigms to pass through unhindered, but still need to maintain balance when walking down the stairs.

"You mean the next generation?" Chu Tianjiao looked away, "The European side is the headquarters of the secret party. If you are really in a hurry, there will be an army to protect you."

"And you even killed the White King. You almost cut off Odin's head and kicked it as a ball. Even if you don't have the field magic Nibelungen, you don't need such a lot of pressure."

"By the way, I haven't heard Zihang mention your speech ability... What is your speech ability? What is the specific effect? ​​Can you disclose it?" Chu Tianjiao began to be curious. Lu Mingfei's bloodline level is definitely not low. Word Ling is estimated to be high-risk or even super-high-risk.

"I don't have the spirit of speech yet."

Lu Mingfei turned off the engine, and left the classic armor after the fixing belt and sensor wire connected to the joints of the body were released.

The basement floor, which was originally used as an ammunition storage warehouse, has been transformed into an alchemy laboratory by the alchemy sergeant Ronald Tang, and completely relying on his own strength, "the world is a furnace" has become a perfect manufacturing template in his hands.

"No speech ability?" Chu Tianjiao was astonished, "It must have not awakened yet, your small change of this level... the mixed race shouldn't have no speech ability."

"Maybe." Lu Mingfei was a little careless, and then suddenly remembered that his windbreaker had been left in the equipment department.

The alien ability "Speaking Spirit" is indeed a reliable combat aid, such as Chu Zihang brothers' "Jun Yan", which is an excellent means of attack for unmodified hybrids;
As for "time zero" and "instant"... Lu Mingfei estimated that even after transforming into an Astartes, this kind of speech can make the Astartes' combat power further leap forward.

As for why he didn't have it until now... or why he hasn't awakened the word spirit, Lu Mingfei doesn't want to go into it for the time being.

He pushed open the door of the "Emperor's Alchemy Laboratory", and heard the high-pitched dragon chant coming from inside.

It was Chu Zihang who sang the words, and the free fire elements in the air gathered in front of him into an orange fireball, which was the state of "Jun Yan" ready to go.

"Okay..." Chu Tianjiao, who followed in, couldn't help but exclaim.

Although he knew that his son's speech spirit was "Jun Yan", when he saw Chu Zihang release the speech spirit with his own eyes, it still gave him a little shock.

Chu Zihang was not distracted in the slightest by the appearance of Lu Mingfei and his father, and he chanted the Dragon Mantra to the end. After trembling, it began to compress inward, and there seemed to be a roar that made the heart tremble between the terrifying temperature and energy collision;

The temperature in the laboratory skyrocketed for a moment, but then disappeared, and the mysterious runes on the silver metal that made up the walls of the laboratory flickered and lit up, guiding the full heat energy to other places.

If the vice-principal sees these runes with his own eyes, he will definitely find that the complexity and depth of these alchemy formations have far exceeded the scope of alchemy that humans can understand so far.

And the author who engraved these alchemy patterns——Ronald Tang was standing beside Chu Zihang, humming the tune of "Blue and White Porcelain" in his mouth, and a pair of bright red pupils were staring at Chu Zihang who was compressing The fireballs, several groups of amorphous silver metal fluid floating in the air, seem to be able to form anything at any time.

"Is this... warming up Jun Yan?" Chu Tianjiao's mouth was parched, he could see Chu Zihang's behavior - this was simply playing with fire!

This is indeed playing with fire, and then Jun Yan's form took a step further, evolving from a blazing fireball into a perfect ring made of fiery red jade, shining with a dangerous and beautiful luster.

"Okay, okay...don't panic, slowly continue to increase the pressure and heat..."

The field of "the world is the furnace" has already covered the entire laboratory. The alchemist Lao Tang stabilized the ring in front of Chu Zihang with an invisible magnetic field, and at the same time manipulated the silver metal fluid to melt into a cylinder and suck the ring into it. in.

Chu Zihang's complexion and the skin all over his body became red like blood, and the fine hairs on the body surface began to thicken and turn black, and they were clearly visible until they covered the red skin in the shape of a perfect sword and shield.

Bloodshed three times!Jun Yan heats up!
The ring-shaped "Jun Yan" advances slowly and orderly in the metal cylinder, and every step forward represents a further step in the flame pressure and temperature of the ring—until a blazing glow appeared in the fiery red of the ring. Bright white.

"Jun Yan" at the critical point of plasma form!
Theoretically, there is a possibility for the speech spirit to go further, but this kind of power is not a devil fruit, there is no such thing as "development", and human beings' existing reserves of alchemy knowledge are not enough to support them to carry out the hybrid speech experiment.

"I can't hold on anymore..." A dull growl came from under the iron-blue visor. Obviously, Chu Zihang's operation for this step was not as simple as lighting a gas stove and turning it into a big fire. The mutation in his body blocked Jun Yan's residual heat, so that the user of Jun Yan would not be roasted under his own words first.

"Okay, release the control!" Old Tang yelled, and the two ends of the silver metal cylinder were closed, completely wrapping the white ring inside.

Chu Zihang immediately collapsed on the ground as if he was discouraged. Chu Tianjiao hurried forward and wanted to carry his son away from this extremely dangerous experiment site, but the temperature of Chu Zihang's body was as hot as a stove. He had to change to dragging by his legs.

"Be obedient...just a while..." Old Tang also seized the time to engrave the alchemy pattern on the metal cylinder, and under his control, the void elements kept leaving mysterious runes on the cylinder—— But it didn't last long. After a while, the metal cylinder trembled violently, and a beam of dazzling white light tore through the metal surface and spewed out, hitting and directly melting through the metal wall of the laboratory. The hot metal The droplets kept dripping.

"Ah! The most critical step has failed!" Old Tang let out a sigh.

"What kind of alchemy experiment are you doing? It's a crime to make my son like this!" Chu Tian walked up arrogantly, scolding Old Tang for taking Chu Zihang's safety as a joke.

"I asked him to do it." Lu Mingfei stretched out his hand to stop Chu Tianjiao, "And now the experiment seems to have achieved some results."

He looked hopeful and expectant, and the white high-heat energy that spewed out just now was very familiar—it was similar to the energy beam emitted by a plasma gun.

Although Lu Mingfei has never used a plasma gun, he has seen it used by the Astartes of the Salamanders. The fiery bombardment of a plasma gun can even melt the armor of a tank, and the Salamanders have a whole Companies of warriors armed with plasma weapons.

"Jun Yan's experiment of suppressing it to a plasma state through static heating was successful. Speaking of it, I didn't expect Brother Chu Zihang to be so fierce. I just said casually and with the help of dot patterns, he has actually achieved this level. ..." Old Tang said, "Boss, you should know the plasma state, right?"

"……do not know."

Lu Mingfei said truthfully that it was not that he, the champion warrior, was illiterate, but that this technological knowledge should only be known to the technological sergeants of the warband who had studied on Mars.

"Uh... In short, this thing should not be within the scope of science. This is the domain of the dragon king who controls the 'authority' - the king of bronze and fire...I can't do this, and I can't breathe fire. "Old Tang sighed, "The trouble now is how to 'record' Jun Yan in the plasma state."

"Record?"

"It's the 'concept arm' in alchemy! Transform the power of words into an alchemical graphic record and store it on a carrier!" Old Tang turned around and dug out an item from a pile of books in the corner, "Commander, see you Have you ever been to this thing?"

Lying in the palm of Old Tang's hand was a simple gray octagonal column-shaped stone, half the size of a fist, and a fiery red liquid formed a stick figure of a Chinese dragon on the surface of the stone.

"Is this...a spell?"

Lu Mingfei felt a little familiar, and then remembered that Professor Manstein had taken out these things to show the power of the dragon clan during the entrance counseling. There were a total of four charms, each of which stored different words.

"Yes, the power of 'Jun Yan' is stored in this thing, as long as the mental power is consumed, a shot of Jun Yan can be released. I secretly slipped it out from the ice cellar as a reference, and I will send it back later." Tang said, "Now, leader, you know what I plan to do with the plasma gun you mentioned, right?"

"Understood." Lu Mingfei nodded, first released the plasma Junyan through Chu Zihang, and then stored its records on a carrier through the "concept arm" alchemy technology-then this carrier became the alchemy version plasma gun...

This production method sounds simple enough. It does not require any complicated technology or STC templates that are strictly sealed by the Mechanicus. It is purely a product of the fusion of alchemy technology and words.

As for whether it is useful, whether it is good or not...we still have to wait for the alchemy sergeant to make it before we can draw a conclusion.

(End of this chapter)