Longmen Memoirs

Chapter 58 The little sweetheart of the equipment department

He is a great man in tragedy, and dominating others becomes a morbid manifestation of his personality. Human greatness is often accompanied by human morbidity.

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Black Steel's equipment department is located on the second underground floor of the base. The entire second underground floor is occupied by the equipment testing ground and production workshop of the equipment department. In recent years, due to the cooperation agreement signed with Thor Industries, most of the weapons of Black Steel's operators They were all contracted by Thor Industries. Perhaps this action inspired the already fragile little hearts of the Black Steel Equipment Department, and something called ambition suddenly appeared in them.

The direct consequence of this is that the weapons products produced by the Equipment Department have become more and more bizarre and extreme in recent years, but fortunately they have not exceeded the scope of the bizarre, at least within the scope of black steel. Or perhaps, it is just because of black steel. Many operators in Steel always like to modify their weapons privately, so much so that they have a bad rap with the equipment department.

"So that's it...it's not a very novel design. Well...it's barely worthy of praise. The level of Thor Industries has declined a bit in recent years."

This is how they often evaluate the weapons sent by Thor Industries after dismantling them.

After Chen Mo walked to the equipment department, the first thing he saw was the long blacklist hanging next to the alloy automatic door of the equipment department. There was a long row of names on the blacklist.

Chen Mo found his name in line 13 - Retor Snaker

But in fact, Snake's codename is: IDEM.

How can a person transform from a blacklist to a sweetheart as quickly as possible? In fact, Chen Mo himself didn't know why he became so popular in the equipment department.

"Are you a snake?"

The staff of the equipment department in front of them looked at themselves up and down with their hands on their hips, which made people think that they were examining the principle of a weapon that could be disassembled. Although they did not take action, their eager eyes always made people feel uncomfortable, as if they had discovered something. It was a rare sample that I wanted to take home and open and look at, but I told myself to be reserved and not scare people away.

But for Chen Mo, this look was not enough to make him feel uncomfortable.

He just felt that it was not a good choice for him to come to the equipment department in person. He hesitated a little. Maybe it would be better to have Mr. Warlock come after he went back.

"I heard that your Origin Stone skills are very destructive?"

"I need a suitable weapon. My sorcerer in training said it would be best to have a sword."

"sword?"

"Or a knife, if you can get used to it."

"Ordinary swords cannot withstand your kind of rough treatment." The staff member of the Equipment Department pushed up her glasses and seemed to have known Chen Mo for a long time: "Weapons, to us, are like the birth of our own bodies. The part that comes down is the same, it is a son, it is a daughter, it is our own flesh and blood, do you think we can tolerate your children being treated in a rapey way?"

"It's not that serious."

"It's so serious! I'm from the equipment department, and I have the most say. I just say yes!" the operator lady said in an unquestionable tone.

"But I heard that the equipment of Black Steel operators in recent years has been provided by Thor Industries?"

"What a fucking stinky fart! If it weren't for us, can those junk things from Thor Industries be called weapons!?" She yelled as if her feet were stepped on. The face of this young lady from the Volper tribe turned red, and the black people behind her The tail is erect, like a cat with fried hair.

When you were a kid and you lost a fight and you went back and you were asked about it, you probably looked like this.

Chen Mo's face was cold. He moved back a little, looked at the Volper girl in front of him and the door of the equipment department behind him, and wanted to turn around and leave.

"Wait, where do you want to go!"

"go back."

"You're questioning us!"

"I just think your children may not be suitable for me." Chen Mo replied.

The operator lady was stunned. He hadn't remembered what he had just said to Chen Mo.

"I'm looking for weapons, but from what you said, there doesn't seem to be any weapons suitable for me here."

"Who says there isn't?" the Volper clan operator retorted, and she suddenly grabbed Chen Mo's hand. "To tell you the truth, I have exactly the right piece of equipment for you."

"sword?"

"Swords." She smiled, and that smile contained a perfunctory attitude: "There are plenty of them, but they are guaranteed to be sharp and thin. Don't worry, don't worry."

Chen Mo couldn't feel relieved, but he still followed the operator lady into the equipment department.

"Do you know the principles of your magic?"

"The intense friction between the air and the particles in the compressed air produces extremely high temperatures." Chen Mo replied.

"I remember it quite clearly." Miss Warlock said, pulling Chen Mo without looking back: "Then do you know the consequences of applying your ability to the weapon itself?"

"melt."

"Yes, but melting is just a form of expression." Miss Operator explained: "Actually, after the weapons you destroyed were sent to us, we have had someone in charge of researching them, and that researcher... is me."

Chen Mo really didn't expect this. He remembered that when he was at the door, he didn't know anyone in the equipment department. When he came up, someone called his name, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"You knew I was coming?"

"Of course!" Miss Operator nodded proudly: "How else do you think Sifeldt borrowed the blast shield from here? He didn't even apply for it. Of course, I gave him the back door."

"I have been waiting for you to come since I received the news. In the words of your Yan Kingdom... let me think about it." The operator lady frowned and thought for a while before saying uncertainly: "Please Are you waiting?"

"We've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Yes, yes, in fact, I also know something about the culture of the Yan Kingdom. I have always wanted to go to your Kyoto to see it in person. For this reason, I have been learning the language of your Yan Kingdom. I just finished reading a book about the Yan Kingdom two days ago. This book is called "Shrine Explanation Illustrated Book."" The operator lady was quite proud: "I didn't expect that there are so many procedures for visiting a shrine. It really surprised me. And you are different from Colombia. Your emperor lives in the palace. Actually, I think the Emperor’s Palace should not be too different from Capitol Hill.”

"..."

Are you sure you are talking about Yan Guo?You wouldn't be bored and just find a book with pictures to flip through.

In fact, Chen Mo has never been to the Yan Kingdom. Although he is considered a Yan Kingdom, his parents are immigrants from the Yan Kingdom, but for Chen Mo, the only place where his memory begins is Longmen, and the Yan Kingdom is like A point on a piece of paper. You know this place exists, and you have a rough idea of ​​its customs and customs, but you have never been there.

"What did he tell you?"

"There are many, including but not limited to the fact that you may be the illegitimate son of a certain big family and your mastery of Origin Stone skills is actually quite poor." Miss Operator said, she turned her head and blinked and asked: "Are you?"

Mr. Sfeldt is indeed a loudmouthed man.

But Chen Mo can understand a little bit about Mr. Warlock, who is his training. No matter who endures the danger of being melted and wants to be in the same room with him, even Chen Mo himself cannot control the Origin Stone skills, but Mr. Warlock is still very good. Responsible people just borrow a shield.

Although the first time, I burned the hair on his ears, which made him sad for a long time.

"No."

"So sure? I have watched a movie. The movie is about an emperor's illegitimate son, who eventually became the new emperor of the kingdom." The operator lady half-joked: "To be honest, the filming was pretty bad, but maybe you and the movie The person inside is also uncertain, and even you yourself don’t know who you are.”

"Movies are fake. Only when they have elements worthy of admiration will they be accepted by people." Chen Mo said: "Fake movies will always be fake."

"Oh, you are very philosophical, Mr. Snake." Miss Operator said, and then asked: "I heard that you are from the Yan Kingdom. Shouldn't your Yan Kingdom have many such stories?"

Chen Mo didn't have to think about it to know who he heard it from. His training warlock Mr. Sfeldt was a rare talker, and was extremely keen on gossip. He had a heart similar to that of a 70-year-old lady, and occasionally worked part-time as a screenwriter and second-hand writer. times creation.

"You also said it was a story."

The operator lady has a headache. She is trying to find a way to get closer to Snake, but this is a very cold person. Although he will answer your questions, there is always an obvious sense of alienation in his cold voice.

Maybe even Chen Mo didn't know that he would give people this feeling, but even if he knew, he wouldn't be surprised.

Because you have been to the darkest and coldest abyss in the world, you will look out of place when you walk on the earth.

Chapter 59 Black Steel Equipment Department Experiment Log

[The heavy pain accumulated by great people in an instant is often equivalent to all the ordinary pain experienced by ordinary people throughout their lives. 】

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Miss Operator's codename in her brief introduction is Foxtail. She said that the reason for choosing this codename was that she saw the tail behind her when the examiner asked her this question.

Chen Mo couldn't help but glance at the gently swaying tail behind Miss Foxtail. He seemed to remember that he had seen similar things there before, but maybe it was too long ago and he couldn't remember it.

He lost a lot in the black wall, including some memories. In fact, it is difficult for people to remember things that are too long ago and dull. They are often vague when they think of them. Only when they are mentioned, will they suddenly wake up. .

"This is my workshop."

Foxtail took out the door card, the green light came on during the prompt, and the alloy door slowly opened.

Along the way, Chen Mo got to see how weird Black Steel's equipment department was. As they walked along the long corridor, they heard several explosions and roars coming from different areas and directions.

"Don't worry, don't worry." Miss Foxtail said calmly, as if today the second uncle's dog went out and had a fight with the second flower next door: "Maybe some guy's experimental equipment came out again. It’s a problem, it’s normal here.”

The equipment department seemed to be two different worlds from the outside of Black Steel. They hid underground in Black Steel, giving full play to the exciting and crazy ideas in their minds, and were quite willing to put them into practice.

In the words of Miss Foxtail, practice tests the truth. Failure is a stepping stone on the road to success. The most important thing is to accumulate rich experience. Experience is the most precious wealth, so wealth is not valuable. Wealth is used in exchange for experience. Yes, experience will inevitably lead to failure, and failure is not terrible.

So the cycle goes on and on, seemingly without end.

Of course, if this also includes Chen Mo, when he passed the explosion-proof glass in the aisle, he saw a group of testers wearing armor thicker than the heavy-duty operators in the test site, holding various explosion-proof shields and If the equipment was hiding on the edge of the test site and cheering for the operator in the center, Chen Mo thought that he could indeed believe Miss Foxtail's words.

Chen Mo stood in front of the glass, and many researchers in white coats were also doing the same thing as him.

"What are you doing?" Chen Mo asked Miss Foxtail next to him.

"Let's watch the new experiment." Miss Foxtail replied. "The people inside are all members of the same research team. It's the daily routine of the Equipment Department."

She patted the shoulder of an operator nearby. It looked like they should know each other.

"How many times this season is this?"

"It's been twelve times." The operator looked back and said.

The 12th new experiment?Chen Mo was a little confused.

"The weapons tester doesn't look like one of ours." Miss Foxtail looked at the people in the testing site through the thick explosion-proof glass.

"The original test operators are all in the hospital now." The operator replied: "I don't know if it was the unlucky guy who posted this matter on the Black Steel intranet. As a result, no matter how good the conditions they offer, no operators are willing. Here they are, now their people might as well go up on their own."

"You're so brave." Miss Foxtail nodded.

"No, if it were my experiment, I would have to do it myself."

Standard rhetoric from the melon-eating masses.

"It's about to begin." Chen Mo reminded.

Everyone turned around and glanced at him standing in the crowd. He was too conspicuous. He was standing in the middle of a group of white coats in a gray-black training uniform, like a sudden ink dot on a white drawing paper. He couldn't help but wonder. It doesn’t even work to attract people’s attention.

But everyone just glanced at him and quickly turned their heads to stare in the direction of the test site.

Obviously, the experiment is much more important than an outsider appearing in the equipment department.

Inside the testing ground.

"Are you ready? Kuran."

Chen Mo, who was familiar with lip reading, saw what the person standing in front of the central operator in the testing site said to him.

"Yes, boss." Kuran was a little nervous and clenched a huge battle ax in his hand.Although he was nervous, he had a fearless look on his face.

"It's up to you." The operator patted Kuran on the shoulder and said happily: "Don't worry, the equipment you are wearing is the best here. Even if you are injured, it will not be a problem to save your life. I have informed you Members of the medical team are waiting outside the court, Kuran, you are the hero of our team. If I hadn't had to lead the team members to continue fighting after the failure, I really wish I was the one standing inside now."

"No need to say it, boss, I understand." Kuran's eyes were red and full of emotion. He wanted to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. The thick alloy gauntlets couldn't touch his face at all, but he still made a move. took this action.

Kuran straightened his back: "For the sake of science, I will be invincible!"

"Well done, Kuran!" the operator praised, "Go with peace of mind. There will be a smooth scientific road ahead of you."

The man known as the boss quickly evacuated from the center of the test site. He walked to the edge of the test site and took over a thick alloy explosion-proof shield and walkie-talkie handed over by the team members.

"Hey...confirm communication, confirm communication...Kuran is already in place. Where are the members of the medical team? Are they here?"

"Waiting on the sidelines."

"Seal down the testing site."

"The test site has been sealed off."

"Record date."

“结晶纪元1086年4月21日下午5点31分。”

"Kuran, can you hear me?"

"Roger, boss, communication is normal."

The operator stretched out his palm from behind the explosion-proof shield and showed a thumb.

"Flame Impact Battle Ax No. 12 experiments, experiment countdown, 3,2,1, [-], [-]. Start!"

boom--

Chen Mo didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him. To be honest, it was quite funny. Maybe this is the principle of the pinball machine.

After the operator holding the battle ax in his hand finished his initial words, he activated the battle ax without hesitation. A stream of orange-blue hot air burst out from the back of the ax, and the air flow swept across the room. The air wave of the flames rushed him towards the direction of the battle ax in an instant, like a toy being dragged around by a wild dog. The steel armor weighing hundreds of kilograms did not last even for a second. The moment the air wave spurted out, it was blown up and down like a piece of tissue paper.