Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 776 107. Money? No matter how much money I have to make - add more to your Canaan brother [1415]

   The next morning, as soon as Blake got up, he drank a bottle of wine, moistened his throat, and rested his groggy head.

   Originally, the race of gnomes was born with a neurotic "noisy halo".

   Their shrill voices could be heard across several walls. Now I have encountered a group of dwarfs who mechanized themselves, each with endless vitality and almost no need to rest.

  It was noisy at night, and those **** machines were running all night, so noisy that Blake didn't sleep well all night.

   He even got up and rushed out and smashed those machines.

   But on second thought, once Mechagon is recovered, these machines will be used to produce various war supplies for themselves, and in the final analysis, they are also the assets of their own side.

   So, I have to endure it.

   But the damned Mechagon can't stay, and if he stays for a few more days, if he doesn't get a good rest, the stinky pirate feels like he's going to have a nervous breakdown.

He washed briefly with the magic water that Jaina had prepared for him last night, and walked out of the room with a bottle of wine in his hand. He stretched his body just as the sun was about to rise between night and day when he saw the foolish warrior Fen. Na is talking to a mechanical gnome.

  The pirate rolled his eyes and leaned over to eavesdrop.

   It turned out that the dwarf was using a special caliper to measure the muscles on Fenna's arm. While measuring, he also exclaimed in a strange tone:

   "Machine on top, this musculature is exaggerated. I see only one goal in your muscles, and that is to fight! To destroy!

   Rush into the battlefield and sing a triumphant song!

   But we can perfect these muscles and let them help you better accomplish this goal.

   Or, we can replace it.

   I'm not saying your muscles are not perfect, but we can replace it with more perfect mechanical tissue! "

  The dwarf whose eyes were transformed into electronic eyes like Trixie took a wrench from his hand and said to the bewildered Fenna Jinjian:

   "I once went to Kul Tiras as a sentinel, and I talked to some drunken warriors in the tavern there, who were reluctant to give up the pain and blood they felt when they were attacked in battle.

  Those idealistic idiots can't get rid of the stereotype of spiritual victory theory, they think that pain gives them strength, and blood catalyzes their ferocity.

   But not so.

   Take my advice, beautiful and powerful warrior, you should replace your limbs with stronger machines!

   As with our choice, as for the battle emotions you may lose, these physiologically derived responses can be simulated with artificial chip stimulation.

   With just a pocket computing device and three punch card chips tailored for warriors, I guarantee you can pull off one horrific carnage after another in absolute composure.

How about it?

  Want to try it? I can do this surgery for you for free. If you have doubts about my inference, then we can try another arm first.

   This is a minor operation, we mechanical gnomes are specialized in this, and it only takes one day to do it.

  Try it, you won't be at a loss and you won't be fooled. "

   This little dwarf's eloquence is really good, and the flickering Fenna was taken aback for a while.

   She touched her muscles and said suspiciously:

   "Is it really as powerful as you say? Mechanization or something, I've never heard of it before."

   "Sure, sure and sure, if it doesn't work, why do we mechanical gnomes do a whole transformation?"

   The dwarf mechanic's electronic eyes flickered, and she said:

   "And the biggest advantage of mechanization is that it can prevent your body from aging. If you can accept some price and replace parts regularly, we can even let you live easily for thousands of years.

   Your various physical characteristics look like a mix of human and elves. I heard about you in Kul Tiras. Your life is longer than that of humans, but far less than that of orthodox elves.

   This means you will lose your human relatives first and die before your elven relatives, which means you are destined to be sad twice in your life

   But if you can accept mechanization, and bring your human relatives over, I will transform him or her, and your family can live happily until you don’t want to live.

How about it?

   You can't refuse this benefit, right?

  What are you hesitating about? Come on, sign this surgical accident understanding agreement with me, and then go to my mechanical room to lie down, and I will immediately gather my friends to do the first phase of transformation for you.”

   "cough cough"

  Blake finally couldn't listen to this anymore, and more importantly, the idiot Fina had already shown a thoughtful expression.

   As we all know, when a warrior thinks, the gods laugh.

   This expression means that Fenna is about to get caught.

   It's time for Black to appear.

   "Her 'guardian' is here!"

  The smelly pirate jumped out of his hiding place, pointed to himself, and said to the eloquent mechanical dwarf mechanic:

   "If she wants to have surgery or something, she must get my consent. You can see that her brain is not very good. So, I want to ask, do you have 'smart upgrade' surgery?

   I mean, the kind that makes people smarter. "

   In the face of the pirate's question, the little dwarf tilted his head for a while, then waved his wrench in a serious manner and said:

   "You mean 'whole brain replacement' surgery. I haven't recommended this kind of surgery before, but well, I can give it a try this time. Her body is very strong and should be strong enough to withstand the after-effects of the surgery."

   "What do you mean? Are you saying I'm stupid?"

  Fina didn't react until this moment, she stood up suddenly, and shouted to Blake fiercely.

  The pirate shrugged, took a sip of wine, and the magic eyeball on his shoulder rolled, looking at Fenna, giving her a "you know it yourself" look.

   hooked his fingers again, signaling her to follow.

   "I'm not saying you're stupid, but I'm just curious, why do you think about undergoing intensive surgery?"

  Blake took Fina around in Rustbolt Town, and the noisy machinery around made the pirates' brains buzz.

   He saw a group of mechanical gnomes who had just woken up lining up to receive today's energy cells and parts from the Rustbolt Quartermaster, just like the commoners of the human world were getting bread and drinks.

   It seems that the situation here is indeed not very good. Prince Erazmin has implemented material control in his town.

   In the face of the pirate's question, Fenna pursed her lips. The powerful warrior thought about his blood relationship with Black, and felt that there were some things he should not hide from him, so he said in a low voice after a few seconds:

   "I think what the little dwarf said is quite reasonable. I talked to my mother before, and she said that she would lose the hated Dai Lin first, then lose me, and finally wait alone for death to come.

   That fate was too painful for Mom, I just thought, if I could, I.”

   "No, she wouldn't want to see a mechanized daughter that would only terrify Lady Golden Sword and make her feel terrible guilt without giving her the slightest sense of relief.

   That is not the way a daughter should repay her mother. "

   Black shook his head and said:

   "Instead of worrying about the future in a few hundred years, you should think about how to live your life well now. As you always resist Dai Lin, what if you accompany Mrs. Jinjian to the moment of death?

   You are still forcing her to choose between you and Dalene. "

"I do not have."

   The idiot warrior flatly denied it.

   But Blake doesn't want to talk to her about it anymore.

   He complained in his heart that everyone in the Proudmoore family has psychological problems, except Tan Reid, that stupid child is probably the easiest person to live in the family.

   He has few secrets in his heart, enjoying his teenage years recklessly and being interested in everything.

For example, now, when walking around a corner of Rustbolt, Black suddenly saw Tanred in a hunting suit, holding a box full of parts and batteries, happily with a group of mechanical gnome craftsmen in a strange There is a line in front of the stuff.

   He also chatted with a few gnome craftsmen from Gnomeregan around him from time to time.

   looked expectantly.

   "Where is your brother doing?"

  Blake stood aside and said to Fina next to him:

   "He's playing with powers he doesn't understand again, go and call him back.

  The things of the mechanical gnomes look cool, but in fact, each one has certain dangers, especially for children who don't know anything.

  You should shoulder your responsibilities as a big sister, Fina, and you should take care of him and Jaina. "

   "In theory, I should take care of you."

  Fina rolled her eyes and said:

   "But look, can I control you? You stinky brother."

   Tucao returned to Tucao, Fenna adjusted her clothes, strode forward to Tan Ruede who was looking forward to it, and tried to bring him back by pulling his ears.

   But Tan Reid said a few words to Fina in a pleading tone, the stupid warrior hesitated for a while, then asked a few more words, and the dwarfs next to her talked to her.

   Finally, under Blake's silent gaze, Fenna also took a large box of parts and batteries from the dwarf agent Kelsey, joined them, and lined up with great interest.

   She also waved at the pirate, signaling him to come too.

  The pirate slapped the forehead and walked over with a headache.

   As a result, the power that was limited at night was activated, and the big golden robot standing in front of the crowd made a humming sound, and then spewed black smoke from the exhaust pipe behind it and entered the activation program.

   Its activation caused the surrounding gnomes to cheer in unison, and began to prepare for today's production in a noisy manner.

  The shape of that big robot is also very strange.

   It is not as short as the other creations of the mechanical gnome, but as tall as the clockwork giant. The outer armor is very delicately made, and blue energy surging can be seen between the gaps in the armor.

   It looks very sci-fi and futuristic, and it fits the shape of the Titan creation in Black's memory. At first glance, it is not from the hands of ordinary mechanical gnomes.

   Its armor design reminds the pirates of the appearance of Prince Erazmin whom he saw once last night.

   This design should be from the hands of King Mechagon.

  Black pouted, he recognized this thing and knew what it was for.

   So he reached out and picked up a prepared box of spare parts and batteries next to him, walked over, and patted Fenna behind him.

   "I'm going to make a triple gyroscope!"

  The mechanical dwarf at the front shouted to the robot waiting in front of him, and then put the parts and batteries in his hands into the feeding port of the belly of this big robot.

   "Request accepted! Drawing selected! Production begins!"

  The big robot made a peculiar electronic sound, swallowed the parts of its abdomen into its body, and after a while of rattling, took out a very delicate mechanical gyroscope from its chest and handed it to the dwarf.

   The latter left happily.

The second is Tan Reid, who got up early to line up. This little Proudmoore learned from the previous mechanical dwarf and put the parts and batteries in his hand in the feeding port of this big robot. After thinking about it, he shouted. arrive:

   "I'm going to make one. Well, a fun thing!"

   This request made the big robot stunned for a while, and then it asked in an electronic voice:

   "The keyword 'fun' is detected, and the system lists three manufactured objects marked as 'toys'. Please indicate the specific production goals."

  As the electronic sound fell, three icons appeared on the display in front of the robot's chest, namely the mechanical parrot, the mechanical cat and the clockwork fist.

   This made Tanreid in trouble, and he didn't know which one to choose for a while.

   "Stupid you!"

  Fina behind him reached out and tapped his stinky brother on the head, saying:

   "Why choose one? Of course you need all of them."

   "But I don't have enough parts and batteries."

  Tandreed hugged his head and said:

   "Trixie only got these for me, and she said that's all she has for her daily ration, enough to make one, and she'll have to wait until tomorrow for the second."

   "Use mine."

   Fenna also poured the parts and batteries in her hands into the feeding port, but she could only choose two. Kelsey, who was next to him, was chewing gum and poured the parts in her own hands into it.

   She doesn't need the big robot in front of her to do anything for her.

   She's an engineer, she can make whatever she needs.

   Now she just wants to see if this big robot, which is exaggeratedly blown to the sky by the mechanical gnomes, is also known as the "Wishing Machine" is as powerful as it is legendary.

  After enough parts and batteries, the big robot accepted Tan Reid's request of "all three", and was about to start production, but was stopped by Black who came behind.

  The magic eyeball on the pirate's shoulder glanced at the three people who were eager to see through, he stretched his voice and said:

   "That's not how this thing works, you three idiots, look at me!"

   After he finished speaking, he poured the parts and batteries in his hands into the feeding port, cleared his throat again, and said to the big robot waiting for the order in front of him:

   "Hello, Pascal K1N6, I need to commission three things, please wait for the order."

   "Hello, meaty friend."

  The big robot replied politely:

   "Pascal awaits construction orders."

  Blake grinned, looked back at the three people behind him, and showed a "learn more" expression.

   He said aloud:

   "I need a red-painted X-995 mechanical cat, a 'Mechanical Wing'-type combat parrot car, and finally, a fully equipped combat nano-cutting saw."

   "Order received!"

  The big robot, which Black called "Pascal K1N6", let out a high hiss, the dark blue eyes on its head shone brightly, and said:

   "But fleshy friends need higher authority to complete the combat weapon crafting program."

   "Made with my permission."

   Just when the pirates were rubbing their heads and worrying about their authority, Prince Erazmin’s voice came from the side, and the big robot recognized the voice and sent a pleasant greeting.

   Then, it entered the production process. After a few minutes of waiting, the big robot took out a red-painted mechanical cheetah from the production opening on its chest and handed it to Fenna.

   took out another golden cool mechanical parrot waiting to be activated, which can be manned to fly, and handed it to Tan Reid.

   In the end, he handed Kelsey Gangsuo a cutting-type saw-chain sword with a dwarf's body shape and a domineering and ferocious shape, which made the three of them exclaimed in joy.

  Black didn't make anything for himself, because he didn't need these. He turned around with a dwarf pipe in his mouth, and said to Prince Erazmin who came behind him in a big boss tone:

   "This 'wishing machine' is good, I want it."

   "Make a price, His Royal Highness."

   (end of this chapter)