Extraordinary Mechanical City

After all, Ren was visiting as the "City Lord of the Black Dragon City", and the Omar Academy did not dare to neglect.

He, the city lord, is at the kingdom level, and according to the noble system, the title is the same as the prince.

What's more, Rehn also sent someone to send the exchange call in accordance with the process.

In any case, this "communication" can be received by the Royal Academy of Sciences, or if they don't.

.......

The reception staff of the college led Renn and his party to the "Academic Exchange Hall."

A place like a lecture theatre.

The moustache in the tuxedo was very polite and arranged for them to sit down: "City Lord Rennes, you have a short rest, we have notified the person in charge of the students..."

"Ok."

Ren nodded, and sat on the sofa loudly.

Although he doesn't care about the red tape, he can go out, the dignified city lord, who represents the Black Dragon City, there is still no shortage of compelling places, he should be crazy.

And not long after they were seated, the students who dared to come after hearing the news poured into the Academic Exchange Hall.

Rennes and his group stared at each other, and they were whispering.

Ryan was very leisurely and calm, half lying on the sofa drinking coffee.

Father Tuster was also expressionless. However, after coming out of the hut by the lake, his eyes were faintly glowing, and they were getting more and more prosperous.

Only Karl was slightly nervous.

More and more people came in, dozens, hundreds, thousands...

Those people are pointing to them, not just young and immature students, but also many older or even gray-haired professors.

And by coincidence, Mark and his party from the advanced class that Rennes met when they entered the students also came to the communication hall.

They were also slightly surprised when they saw Rennes.

"Haha, who do I say is so mad, it turns out it is them..."

"Oh... these hillbillies are actually mechanics, no wonder you just recognized Mark's model of your robotic arm..."

"Hehe, what is our Royal Academy of Sciences, and want to communicate with Dean Bledan? Hey, I think I am the ‘Master of Machinery’..."

"Maybe in some rural areas, any untouchable craftsman who repairs a locomotive can be called a ‘Master of Machinery’..."

"Hahahaha..."

"..."

Even if I now know that Ren is the lord of the city, these young students are not polite.

These "second generations of officials" who grew up in the imperial capital, don't say anything about other knowledge, they have met a lot of high-ranking nobles.

A city lord from the "countryside" is not worthy of fear.

Not long after, when Rennes and their identities were no longer mysterious, the huge communication hall gradually became noisy.

.......

Anyway, today is destined to be a big trouble, Renn can't hold his breath.

The ridicule in his ears, he just passed away, and he didn't care at all.

Tuster also had an indifferent expression, and now he was like this, probably no one knew him anymore. What's more, there are not many friends in this place of the Royal Academy, but there are a lot of enemies.

Carl was ridiculed by the group for the first time, his face flushed.

These people not only mocked him, but also mocked his grandfather Tuster, mocking their proud mechanical skills.

In the face of the malicious cynicism, Carl squeezed his fist tightly and was indignant: "Brother Ren, we don't even know them...how can they say that to us!"

"A bunch of self-righteous guys, just ignore it."

Renn smiled, and said indifferently: "I really don't want to feel angry. When we communicate for a while, you can let this group of guys increase their knowledge. After all, the mechanic has to use technology to speak."

"Ok!"

Carl listened and nodded solemnly, "I will let them know that the mechanical technology of our Black Dragon Academy is not as unbearable as they said!"

After waiting for about an hour, the communication hall was already crowded.

But the Dean of Bledan did not appear, instead a yellow sallow middle-aged man came.

He introduced himself: "My dear Oliver, the teacher has something to do with him now, and he can't get away for the time being, so I will host this exchange meeting."

When Ren heard it, he said lightly: "Oh."

Upon hearing the introduction, he knew that this guy in front of him was a disciple of the Dean Blydan, and also a mechanical master.

Under normal circumstances, to deal with the exchanges of general local territorial colleges, it is enough to come to receive such a master.

That "righteous master" did not come, which was also expected.

Knowing that Tuster is still alive, it must be a disturbance today, and he will definitely not show up so easily.

However, whether Bledan is coming or not, this matter will have to be noisy today.

Renn didn't ask whether Bledan was coming or not.

Since his own side is the one who is instigating the trouble, he is not polite: "Since Grandmaster Oliver is here, that's okay... Our Black Dragon Academy is here with sincerity this time, so I hope to have a good exchange with your hospital. .."

Oliver asked: "How does Lord Rennes plan to communicate?"

In general, the flow of exchange groups from other local colleges is almost fixed. They all visit the academy first, then watch the students’ performance report, buy some technical patents and go back, even if the exchange is complete.

Ryan directly said, "Compare. Although our Black Dragon Academy has only been established, the students also want to communicate with the genius students of the Holy Land."

This is to fight?

Although Oliver had long heard that the visitor was unkind, his expression was a bit ugly when he heard this.

No one is qualified to make a "fight" request with the Royal Academy of Sciences of Omar.

This is his self-confidence as a mechanical master.

But in a blink of an eye, he looked at the people around Renn again, with a suspicious expression on their faces.

Except for the guards, it seems that only the child is like a student.

A person? Students?

Renn was not verbose, turned his head and glanced at Carl: "Carl, go on stage and talk to the geniuses of Omar."

At the end, I added another sentence: "You're welcome!"

Carl nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, Brother Ren. Then I'm going..."

"Ok."

Ren nodded, his eyes gradually deepened, and he murmured in his heart: Since the old things can't come out, then it depends on how long you can hide!

.......

Little Carl came on stage and looked a little nervous at the crowded heads of people under the stage.

He remembered the etiquette taught to him by the ceremonies in Black Dragon City before coming. He stubbornly said, "I...My name is Karl Fuenst, and I come from...Black Dragon City." THank you for everyones suggestions."

It was a seemingly immature performance, which immediately caused a roar of laughter.

"Haha, look at his crappy noble courtesy, even the clowns of the circus can do better than him."

"Sure enough, it's a hillbilly..."

"That's it, still want to try?"

"..."

The students of the Royal Academy of Sciences of Omar made no secret of their ridicule of the "country folks". This is the tradition in the aristocratic circle. The high-ranking nobles look down on the low-ranking nobles, and the low-ranking nobles look down on the new aristocrats, but they despise the low end of the chain, that is, the "countryside" nobles...

Especially when Black Dragon City was about to come to "fight", these aristocratic teenagers and girls burst into laughter.

It seemed to see an earth monkey standing in the ring doing this funny performance.

How can there be such a "fool"?

Some people really think that "communication" is to compete with them at the Royal Academy of Sciences Omar?

.......

Carl stood alone on the stage.

Facing the mockery of thousands of people, he looked a little at a loss.

After all, it is a communication meeting, even if it is a farce, it must continue.

Anyway, the shameful party is not their Omar Academy. The host also resisted a smile and walked up and started the communication process.

He asked: "Excuse me, Mr. Carl from the'Black Dragon Academy', what kind of machinery are you good at?"

Machinist is just a general term.

All extraordinary people involved in the mechanical field can be called "mechanics."

The mechanical field is also extremely extensive, involving many disciplines such as guns and ammunition, robotic arms, mechanical cities, locomotives, exoskeleton, mechanical armor, and even alchemy, forging... and many other disciplines.

The Royal Academy of Sciences has more than thirty mechanical branches.

There are specializations in the art industry. Generally, apprentice mechanics specialize in one or several techniques.

Now that we want to "comparison with each other", we naturally have to compare our "specialization".

Carl never went to school, and he didn't know what the host meant by asking.

But when he heard the question, he answered truthfully: "I...I know some firearms, robotic arms, ammunition, steam locomotives, mechanical cities, blasting, energy..."

Carl counted seriously, but he realized that he couldn't finish the count, and said: "Um...mechanical related, I probably know a little bit."

As soon as the words came out, the host was also taken aback.

The venue burst into laughter again.

Fields such as "Mechanical City" and "Energy" are not areas that apprentices can touch. It is the middle and senior mechanics who are qualified to learn.

An apprentice, open his mouth and say that he is "good at"?

"Haha, where did this fool come from, and asked him what field he was good at, he actually said he was good at it. Grandmaster dare not say that he is proficient in so many fields, is this kid a funny actor who came to make us laugh?"

"I didn't expect that this was not an academic exchange, but a bragging conference?"

"Isn't it because I have a little knowledge of fur and mechanics, so I thought I was called ‘good at’? I doubt that this guy has ever gone to school."

"Hehe, what'Black Dragon Academy' is at this level, I don't think it needs to be compared..."

"..."

A good exchange suddenly seemed like a sign of the development of a farce.

Many students and tutors who seriously wanted to come to see academic exchanges shook their heads and got up and planned to leave the venue.

In their view, this farce completely delayed their research.

.......

At this time, Ren didn't stop, and Grandmaster Oliver didn't stop. The exchange meeting had to continue.

The host can only bite the bullet and ask again: "Then... Since Mr. Carl knows a lot, what kind of mechanical technology do you plan to communicate with?"

Carl looked at the layout of the venue and thought for a while, "Either firearms? Others, it seems that it is not convenient to display here."

He had an ideal, blasting or something, he would probably blow up the entire venue...

The host continued: "Then you... have your own finished work, can you show it to everyone?"

"self-made?"

Carl thought about it, and took out a strangely shaped musket.

It is a bit like a bubble gun for children. It is short and thick, and its shape looks full of childishness, which is completely different from the dark style of mainstream guns.

It seems that this is more like a children's toy than a killing tool.

.......

In the audience, when Ren saw Carl's musket that resembled a bubble gun was taken out, his eyes overflowed with dumbfounding luster, and he muttered in his heart: "Sure enough, Carl's aesthetics still remains the same.. ."

However, the good show is yet to come.

The host held back his embarrassed expression, looked at the strange shape...what is a musket for the time being, and said, "Mr. Carl, can you introduce your... musket?"

"Oh."

Carl introduced his musket seriously, saying: "I named this musket [High-Explosive Bubble Spray]. Because the ammunition is too powerful, I thickened the barrel and used the'level three'. Black Phosphorus High Explosive Gunpowder', so the barrel also has a Tier 4 special enchantment, and the projectile is..."

But before he finished his words, the venue became lively again.

The noise interrupted him again.

Just now everyone was full of expectation, watching what kind of real thing the kid who can blow "cowhide" can come up with.

Unexpectedly, it is indeed such a musket shaped like a toy.

Listening to this kind of presentation, even serious people can't hold back.

"This is a musket? Are you sure it's not a child's toy?"

"Is Tier 4 enchanting? Ha ha ha ha... Tier 4 enchanting can only be mastered by an intermediate mechanic. Does his broken stuff need such advanced enchanting?"

"Tsk tusk...Sure enough, what level of academy, what level of students are handed over. This kind of stuff, our Royal Academy is indeed inferior, hahaha..."

"This is also called a musket? It is an insult to the discipline of ‘gun manufacturing’! The musket is a weapon used to kill people and beasts, not a toy!"

"..."

Seeing this, no matter how good the cultivation is, I can't help it.

In the current situation, no one will have a good temper. Just one person on the stage is silly, and thousands of them should cooperate to watch him perform a funny show?

It's ridiculous!

A waste of time, for those machinists who are dedicated to studying mechanical technology, it is simply a waste of theirs!

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

"..."

The noise in the communication hall is getting louder and louder, and everyone is expressing their dissatisfaction loudly.

It's time for the farce to end.

The host could hardly hide his embarrassment: "You... Brother Carl, you gun..."

Carl heard everyone mocking him, his face flushed red, and he argued: "My gun is very powerful!"

Hearing this, the host didn't pay attention. Yu Guang looked at the senior staff in the lower courtyard of the stands, and wanted to ask for help to see how it ended.

Those people don't quite understand, could it come true to be funny? Even the senior management of the college can't understand it.

I thought it was a tricky "communication meeting", but I didn't expect it to become a farce.

It is Black Dragon City who can offer to communicate. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com and their Omar Academy are the masters and the guests.

Heilongcheng didn't call to stop, so he could only continue.

The host saw that no one was perverted to end, so he could only continue the process. He thought about it and said: "Then...or else, Mr. Carl, would you test the target here and there? Let's try the power of the musket. ..."

"Oh."

Carl nodded, took the musket and aimed, then pulled the trigger.

Green fire from the muzzle spurted out...

Then, the loud bang of "BOOM" made everyone's eardrums hurt!

Even more attention, a hundred meters away from the stage, the gun target that could withstand the attack of small artillery exploded in an instant. A strange green flame ignited on the shattered stone target...

Then, the whole world was quiet.

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