In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Moreover, there are two An-224 large-scale transport planes at the airport that have restarted the production line, and they can transport things to the western border of Great Qin within three days.

However, Rosen knew that he would not. That arrogant guy only had himself in his eyes, and the heroic spirits could only be regarded as miscellaneous soldiers. He had never thought about the human army, perhaps in his eyes:

Humanity?Isn't it possible to kill tens of thousands of dust by just blowing one breath?

'Are the four horsemen of the apocalypse very hanging?Is it enough for me to exchange [-] tons of ammunition for them? '

Rosen sneered in his heart and added:

"Another [-] tons will be added to the Great Qin, and the distribution of the origin bombs of the countries in the Far East will be handed over to the First Emperor."

The crime of riding the king still needs to be redeemed, and Rosen is not brain-dead enough to be selfless.

"Yes, all will be done within a week."

"After completing the [-] tons, the next production capacity will be handed over to the European countries. The expedition is imminent, and it will be distributed according to the contribution. Humph, it's really a pleasure to use the energy of the World Destroyer to kill the World Destroyer."

Originally thought that he was benefited, but I didn't have it?It has developed to this extent thanks to their holding back each other.

The big hero also smiled viciously. He has plenty of energy, and his production speed is dozens of times faster than when he was a power bank. He can even supervise nursery rhymes. Anyway, it’s fun to make a big killer while reading a book.

And after breaking away from this boring work, I can happily release the shooting star again!

After explaining the production of ammunition, Rosen walked into the assembly workshop again. The equipment here always has a sense of time and space confusion. There are retro steam engines and advanced CNC machine tools. However, the rough-looking production machines produce a ship The Battleship.

Babbage was obsessed with research and did not take the initiative to welcome him like Arash. Rosen asked Emiya Shirou to continue patrolling and searched for him according to the energy fluctuations, and finally found him at the tail of the battleship that was still being assembled.

The huge armor was stained with oil, and instead of twisting a sledgehammer, it was replaced with a giant wrench, guiding hundreds of workers to install the armor plate.

Rosen glanced at it, and saw that the armor plate was half a meter thick, with layers of patterns on it, and it was obvious that it was strengthened by Medea herself.

With a thickness of half a meter and multi-digit magic enhancement, the ghost knows whether the treasure can be pierced. At this time, he also discovered that there is a thin layer of colorful lining inside the armor.

"What is this thing? Saint Quartz??"

"Master, you are finally back." Babbage stood up with his electronic eyes flashing, and replied very proudly: "Please allow me to introduce, this is a meeting with Medea, Hohenheim and other heroic spirits, as well as human experts. Composite armor made by wisdom."

"If you are hit directly by the treasure, the impact will be absorbed by the surface, and the high heat will be resisted by the special steel. Even if it is melted, there will be a layer of holy crystal lining inside to resist."

Saint Quartz is harder than diamonds, and can only be deformed under the action of magic power, and the total mass will not be reduced. After the treasure penetrates the armor, the energy will be reduced, and the inner lining will be squeezed together, and the defense power will be doubled instead.

Rosen didn't quite understand the technical terminology, but he recalled the Saint Quartz shield used by Assassin in Rome. Those who die.

But...he looked at the battleship that was more than [-] meters long.

How much does this cost? ?

Technologists don't have much awareness of the problem of capital utilization, but they can still notice the mood swings of the 'boss', and quickly explained:

"This battleship will be the flagship of Chaldea, the most precious product in my hands! Of course ordinary battleships are not so strong!"

After some explanations, Rosen finally understood their production process. The battleships Uruk had seen were all monkey versions, and they couldn't compare to the one in front of them in terms of defense, firepower, energy output, and even size.

Most of those magic enhancements were done by Medea's disciples. For example, Emiya Shirou was working as an ace pilot, and Tohsaka Rin also had to work as an engineer part-time. As long as the half-baked skills can fly and fire.

Rosen breathed a sigh of relief. The holy crystals from various countries were used for krypton gold, and it was nothing to use them all to build warships.

So he boarded the semi-finished ship, with a wide deck and a majestic turret, but soon discovered some strange things.

"It turns out that this is the flagship. No wonder there is a statue on the bow, and what's the matter with the pattern on the turret? It doesn't seem to be enhanced by magic?"

"The statue was made by His Majesty Nero, and it's half finished now." Mr. Babbage didn't know if the Roman emperor was in a hurry. Looking at the texture, the electronic sound also became weird, "Modley is on the turret. Germany is drawn according to the appearance of the Master and His Majesty King Arthur, I have stopped her before."

Got it, that's how it is...

Rosen rubbed his chin, feeling pain in the moment, Nero's 'my husband is flying in the sky' was fine, what is Mordred doing for the fun! ?

It does look like it carefully, and it can be seen that a lot of effort has been made, but the implication...

"Pull my dad up and fire!"

When destroyed by the enemy, he yelled: "Oops! My daddy blew up!"

Damn, your father is still standing on the bridge!

Nizi, turret A is your stepfather, turret B is your father, it’s fine if both fathers explode, can you reverse the order?Your father's long cannon barrel is pressing against the back of my buttocks!

"Master, do you want to dismantle it?" Babbage felt that he could not hold back anymore.

"Forget it, I've really treated that brat a little bit badly lately." Rosen thought about it, anyway, he wouldn't sit on the broken boat anyway, turned his back and walked a few steps, then suddenly turned his head and stretched out his index finger.

"Change the order of the two turrets, immediately!"

PS: Ask for a ticket!

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Babbage followed the order, and a few hours later, Rosen smiled with satisfaction when he saw Artoria's gun barrel pointed at him.

Long Yan is very happy, it is inevitable to be rewarded, but when the old man asked him to name the battleship, he was modest.

"You are the designer, just like the ancient swordsmiths, you are born with the right to name."

The old man is good at building warships and hammering people, but he really can't choose names. The light of electronics is on and off, and the old-fashioned gentleman's brain can't do any tricks.

"How about... liberty, justice, destiny, hope, and victory?"

Sure enough, it was quite satisfactory, and it was no different from the naming of the battleships of the Royal Navy. Rosen thought for a few seconds for him, and responded lightly: