Mecha Forger

Song Ci secretly stuffed the blanket into his space button, "reluctantly" drank the physical recovery potion given by Tang Fan, and then slowly stood up from the chair.

And when Tang Fan wasn't paying attention, he secretly twisted his neck and moved his waist.

Knowing that Major General Song Ci and Song were thin-skinned, Tang Fan could only pretend not to notice the few crisp sounds behind him, and stared at the screen in front of him.

Even so, there were only corpses stacked together on the screen and the blazing fire on them.

But who let Major General Song Ci be his nominal brother?

Even if you don't give him face, you still have to give face to Song Yuanshi, Marshal Song and Ms. Yao, right?

But after looking at it, Tang Fan actually saw something.

In order to confirm her judgment, she ignored the embarrassment just now, turned around and took Song Ci's hand, "Major General Song, come here quickly and take a look..."

Song Ci only felt a current of electricity running directly from the intertwined fingers to his whole body, making him feel numb all over.

Like an ignorant child, Tang Fan dragged him to the screen.

But when he saw what was on Tang Fan's other finger clearly, the metallic luster, which was not very obvious, was like a basin of cold water poured on him.

All the love between children disappeared in that moment.

Song Ci hurriedly pulled out the drone's remote control from the space button and brought it closer to Tang Fan's finger.

As the camera zoomed in, a thin metal sheet with fine textures appeared on the screen.

As an excellent mecha caster, Tang Fan not only saw at a glance that the metal sheet was made of red gold, but also felt that the exquisite lines were inexplicably familiar.

Her hands unconsciously followed the lines of the metal sheets, copying those familiar lines again and again, thinking about the meanings they represented.

When the drone had to distance itself due to the intensity of the fire, turning the partial picture into an overall picture, and when Tang Fan finally set his sights on the location of the metal sheet, Tang Fan finally had a sudden realization.

Generally speaking, if a dead thing like a mecha or a starship wants to move, it must have a "brain".

People call that thing a chip.

As a mecha caster who has studied starship casting, Tang Fan has made tens of thousands, if not thousands, of chips for controlling mechas and starships, but none of them are similar to this one.

So, where does this familiar feeling come from?

That beast-shaped mecha on the experimental star?

Tang Fan removed the chip and looked at it. Although it was slightly different from the hand-controlled mecha, it was also inconsistent with the pattern on this chip.

Tang Fan rubbed his temples and recalled his life of the past thirty years from scratch, frame by frame.

Before the age of fifteen?

No!

Blue Ocean Mecha Academy?

No!

Tang's mecha?

No!

Union Military Academy?

without……

No, she remembered!

Tang Fan raised his back teeth, silently pulled out Bai Jifeng from his space button and gave him a game tablet to play with for a while.

On the game tablet screen in Tang Fan's hand, a beautiful silver line appeared in front of Tang Fan.

Tang Fan took out a pen and slowly sketched it in the direction of the silver line. The same pattern as the chip on the big screen appeared under Tang Fan's pen.

Tang Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

No wonder it looks familiar!

Co-authored, she has already fallen into the trap?