The strongest ruler of the galaxy

Chapter 89
"That kid named Ye Tian looks good, and his madness in doing things is very typical of my generation. I thought that kid was just a poor cannon fodder, but now it seems that he is so interesting." Just in Ye Tian While the others were busy, the chunky old man Palu, who was like a chubby meatball, was also watching Ye Tian and the others' every move through the monitoring system of the spaceship.

When he first came up, he didn't take Ye Tian and others seriously at all. It wasn't until Ye Tian started assembling the mecha that he started to get serious. Finally, he had a little real interest in Ye Tian and the others.

After thinking about it, Palu pressed the communication button on the console before leaving, and said, "Terry, come here and help me identify the performance level of that mecha."

Although Terry has been studying space physics, Palu knows that Terry has another layer of identity, that is, a weapon expert. Now all the weapon systems on this spacecraft are constructed by him, and any weapon Even the mecha couldn't hide from Terry's vicious eyes, and he could see its structure principle and performance level at a glance.

After a while, I saw the white-haired old man come in cursing, and warned impatiently: "Palu, you damn bastard, you have said it many times, even if the sky falls, you are not allowed to fight!" Break my thoughts! Also, what good mechs can there be on the Devil Star, and I need to personally identify them?!"

To put it bluntly, looking at the entire galaxy, none of the mechas manufactured by humans can catch his eyes. The so-called innovation is completely trivial, or it is imitation and plagiarism, and there is no groundbreaking at all.

There is only one God Weeping Mecha that is highly praised by him, but it is a pity that it is not a mecha made by humans, but a strategic equipment of the Pansla race, which rarely shows up, and because of its racial genetic characteristics, it cannot be used at all. Being imitated by humans, even after he tried countless methods, he finally failed.

It is precisely because of this that he turned to research on space physics, hoping to use this as a breakthrough to find new inspiration.

And after looking up at the tattered mecha displayed on the light screen, Terry couldn't help but see fire in his eyes, and became more and more annoyed, "You interrupted my thoughts just because of such a trash mecha? Knowing how much time it takes to rebuild a spatial thinking model in my mind after I go back?!"

Mechas are also divided into grades. Auxiliary mechas are put aside for the time being. For combat mechas, they are divided into E, D, C, B, A, and S grades from low to high according to their performance and power. The tattered mecha on the light screen was at most a D+ level mecha, and it was a blatant insult to him that he had to go there and carry out such a rubbish mecha.

"I said you old boy, don't get angry. What if I tell you that this junk mech is assembled with obsolete mecha parts from 20 years ago?" Palu seemed to have expected the fierce reaction of the other party, and he had a good time asked rhetorically.

"What? The obsolete mecha accessories from 20 years ago?" Terry was slightly taken aback, couldn't help but look a few more times, and responded: "If this is the case, then this mecha is quite remarkable. It almost maximizes the performance of those mecha accessories, but even so, this is just a D+ mecha, so what is there to look at? Palu, I warn you, if you don’t do it again because of This kind of shit interrupts me... wait!"

After a little surprise, Terry was still furious, but just when he was about to lash out at Palu, he suddenly stood there, staring at the mech on the light screen. , never averting his gaze.

"Hey, I said you don't need to be so exaggerated, old boy, right? You said it yourself just now, this is at most a D+ mecha. The reason why I called you here is mainly to let you see that kid. You who have been involved in the field of mechs may be interested in that kid." Now it was Palu's turn to be surprised, he didn't expect Terry to have such a big reaction, it was far beyond his expectation, It also made him a little confused.

You must know that Terry, an old boy, does have the capital to be proud. It is normal for him to look down on ordinary mechs. He just saw that Ye Tian was quite interesting, so he wanted Terry to get in touch with him. There should be common topics in the field of mechs, but who would have thought that Terry's reaction would be so great.

"Life! I feel the breath of life from that mecha. A sage once said that machines are alive, especially mechas. I have always expressed disbelief in this sentence, but now it seems... ..." Terry rubbed his eyes hard, confirmed again and again, trembling slightly, before he finished speaking, he rushed out quickly, intending to study the mech at a close distance.

"Living mechs? It's getting more and more interesting!" Palu touched his round chin, his eyes flickered, and he quickly chased after him. Unlike Terry, Terry saw a Pioneer The sexual mech was very excited, but he keenly grasped the huge strategic value behind it.

Tang Wudi, Del, and the others were startled. Seeing the white-haired old man who had just torn his body into thousands of pieces rushing towards them, they hurriedly backed away, adopting an extremely vigilant defensive posture.

But what made them quite dumbfounded was that the crazy old man didn't bother to talk to them at all, he completely ignored them, and ran straight to the Rainbow Fish Type II that had just been painted, fondling it fondly, that kind of intoxicated The way they looked made their hair stand on end.

Before they could react, they saw the chubby meatball who took them to visit the spaceship a few days ago ran over and greeted: "Old boy, the wind is blowing hard, that mecha can't run, it can't run at any time." I can see, hide first and then talk!"

"Okay!" Terry turned and left with some reluctance, and returned to the spaceship with Palu.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Tang Wudi, Del and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, completely unaware of what the two lunatics were doing.

But when they were full of doubts, the spaceship not far from them suddenly sounded a shrill siren, followed by Palu's incomparably solemn and solemn voice: "Little fresh meat, come from the Zago clan!" Raiders, it's time for you to stand up and save the world!"

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(End of this chapter)