star wars strongest infantry

Chapter 387 Make a deal with Stan Lee

Stellar-change metal is a general term for metals like Tubertan metal (star), which are produced due to some specific changes in galaxies and cannot be manufactured by artificial behavior. (star), add a mark like (star) at the end of the material.

"For you? I've already been blackmailed by you so many things. This time, don't even think about it. I've already thought about its use before I came here." Turner squinted at Stan Lee , completely ignoring the "I want, I want" expression on the old man's face.

"Have you figured it out? Then why did you come to me?" Stan Lee also squinted at Turner, and said, "Before that, please explain to me another question, which idiot would have such precious materials Is it made into a sculpture? Based on the current scale of this sculpture, at least one-third of this material has been wasted. To waste such a material, that idiot is committing a crime. Tell me who it is, and see if I don’t beat him to death. he!"

"It's late, you don't need to do it anymore, that person has been dead for 300 years." Turner replied lazily.

"Uh, well, let's forget about this matter. Let's talk about the previous question. Why did you come to me?" Stan Lee didn't care about Turner's attitude, and asked, "Don't you think I'm your son?" Is there a material warehouse?"

"It really hits the spotlight for you." Turner clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You can recognize this thing at a glance, of course you know its function, if there are no other materials to cooperate, this thing alone is useless No."

"Why do you want to be a free-for-all bully, but still look so righteous? I can't see that you want something from others, brat, you talk to me with this attitude, believe it or not Kick you out now?" Stan Lee squinted at Turner and said with a smile.

"Of course you are confident." Turner ignored Stan Lee's threat that would never appear, and said with a curled lip: "Not to mention anything else, the old formula I gave you is enough for me to get some materials from you Right? Besides, this matter benefits both of us, are you really willing to kick me out?"

"Both sides benefit?" Stan Lee pointed to the piece of Tibetan metal (star) and asked, "Is there a part of this thing?"

"As I said earlier, this thing is already useful, so don't keep thinking about it. The benefits I'm talking about are other things." Turner said while putting another backpack on his back. Pass it to Stan Lee.

"What is this?" Stan Lee curiously opened the backpack, his eyes straightened at a glance, he looked up at Turner in surprise and said, "I was surprised before that if it was just a piece of star-changing metal, it would not be possible to cause so many security checks." The alarm, but it turned out to be because of this, saying, what are you doing here with such a heavy weapon? You are afraid that the old man will not give you the materials, so you are ready to threaten with force?"

"If I want to do this, I should at least assemble the gun instead of throwing it to you with a bunch of parts?" Turner said speechlessly, "Also, aren't you busy? You still have time here Arguing with me?"

"Tired from work, why don't you take a break?" Stan Lee retorted unceremoniously, walked to the workbench with the bag, and poured out all the parts inside.

These parts are of course the parts of the Crusher. If Turner's equipment is to be upgraded, then the Vulcan and the Crusher will either be modified or abandoned, but Turner will bring it anyway, because there are still elements in it. It is mixed with a lot of rare materials that Turner obtained in Bermuda.

Seeing Stan Lee taking things out there, Turner pulled out the Vulcan from his waist and put it on the workbench: "By the way, there is this, which can be regarded as part of the benefits."

"What does this mean?" Stan Lee asked, but his hands didn't stop. He took out the parts one by one, and didn't put them down immediately. Instead, he played with them and looked at the structure until they were all taken out. Then, his hand quickly and steadily jumped between those parts, and soon, a complete smasher took shape under his hands.

"This is the benefit you said?" Stan Lee looked at Turner, and at the same time set up the breaker and made an aiming action, then picked up the Vulcan next to him, examined it carefully, and said, "Well, the power is indeed It is much larger than the standard weapons currently equipped in the army, but it is not mass-producible, and the benefits of this kind of weapon do not seem to be as great as you think."

"Of course I know, so..." Turner smiled and took out a small stack of papers from his pocket and handed it to Stan Lee, "The mass-produced ones are about 3% more powerful than my two, but they are definitely more powerful than the current military ones." The power used in it is much greater."

This is what Turner prepared to exchange for the materials he needs. According to Turner's vision, the materials he needs are not a small amount, and there are many rare materials among them. Well, if he really wants to get materials from Stan Lee, Stan Lee probably won't refuse to give them, but in that case, it will definitely reduce his impression in Stan Lee's heart, which is definitely not worth the candle, so Turner thought of these.

The blueprint for Stan Lee is a simplified version of Vulcan and Breaker. It uses some commonly used materials and can be mass-produced. Apart from being less powerful than Vulcan and Breaker, the biggest flaw is that these two simplified versions Versions do not have any skills, but this problem is not a problem for people in this world, so it can be said that this is the best thing for exchange.

As a result, Stan Lee didn't pay as much attention to the drawings as he did to the two guns, he just threw them aside and said, "What else?"

Turner smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't that enough? You're getting more and more greedy, isn't that bad?"

"What's wrong? I think it's good." Stan Lee said with a smile: "And I can tell from your kid's expression that you are still prepared, that's all right, don't play charades with me, come out quickly, from your kid I can always dig out good things from my body, which makes my mentality of being indifferent, hey..."

"You still have the nerve to say it? Just blackmail me, a junior, without any pressure. If it spreads out, it will be a stain on your old life." Turner smiled bitterly, and then said: "This time, you guessed it right again. But there are other preparations, but this one can't be taken out immediately, you always bring what I want first, and then I will show you a little bit, how about it?"

"Okay!" At this moment, Stan Lee disappeared the previous ink, and waved his hand very simply: "Tell me, what do you want, as long as I have it, I will bring it for you!"

"Aren't you busy all the time?" Turner asked, handing a piece of paper full of names of various materials to Stan Lee.

"I was very busy at first." Stan Lee replied while confirming the materials: "I wanted to see if it was possible to take a step closer to the alloy material you gave me, but just before you came I just came to the conclusion that the alloy material you gave is already at the end, and there is no possibility of improvement, so I am suddenly not busy."

"You've always been busy with this?" Turner was taken aback.

"Then what do you think I'm busy with? Building mechas? The materials are all there, and the design is already there. I need to do the rest of the stuff myself?" Stan Lee gave Turner a contemptuous look and walked out of the office.

(End of this chapter)