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Fester's eyes lit up. "That's a good suggestion, Teacher Xia Yuan. I will discuss it with grandma tonight."

Xia Yuan smiled secretly in his heart. If he wanted to take someone away, he had to pack up the whole family and take them away. This way, there would not be any regrets or possible crises, and this would also be able to keep their hearts to the greatest extent.

He had considered before whether to bring Susie and her family to Tremont, but he still felt that it was a bit unrealistic. It would be a big challenge for a whole family to live in an unfamiliar place... It would be easier when he founded his own company.

"Okay, your job is simple. Polish the materials I need." Xia Yuan clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the three people. "Today we have to complete a new type of simple mecha from Columbia. This is the result of my research. I will send you the drawings first, so that you can understand the work in the next month."

If Xia Yuan hammered the iron himself, he could make these three simplified versions of armor within a week, but in this way he would not be able to see what these three apprentices are good at, or how they perform at work - now that he has mastered advanced knowledge of the mechanics department, if they are interested in this area, he can pass on the knowledge to them.

Fester's eyes were wide open. The moment he got the blueprint, he became interested and started to work. For him, all those years as an apprentice were not wasted. His love for mechanics and engineering allowed him to understand part of the content in the blueprint. His heart beat eagerly... If he could knock this out, wouldn't it be such a sense of accomplishment?

However, what impressed him even more was that this drawing was made by Teacher Xia Yuan, who was worthy of being a teacher with so many doctoral degrees. At this moment, he was already convinced.

The Hart siblings quickly began to work. Xia Yuan noticed that Lily was very good at interpreting blueprints, and she thought that she could hone her anti-missile blueprint skills in this area. Jon was very sensitive to the amount of materials. He seemed to have a natural mastery of materials. His movements were swift and his familiarity in hammering iron did not seem like a sixteen-year-old youth.

This was considered a treasure he had found.

Xia Yuan started his work. He put the blueprint of the city-breaking spear in his arms and kept it carefully. Tsk tsk, the only thing left was the shield cannon. As long as he had these two blueprints, it would be like he had his own storm commando.

At that time, these equipment can be distributed to trusted Terra people or players. This is also part of Xia Yuan’s power.

Chapter 117 Do You Know the Real Liberator?

The simple mechanical body he created did not have high requirements for human equipment, and the required attributes were much lower than those of the complete body. Some parts of the body were not fully covered by the mecha, and the mecha itself also gave up some energy storage, which greatly increased the mobility and sensitivity of the mecha. However, this proposal was rejected by the Colombian military.

As a waste manuscript, it can naturally be recycled. Xia Yuan negotiated with the military at that time and obtained the authority to independently develop the waste manuscript. To a certain extent, the military does not want failed products developed by scientists. As for what research those scientists want to do with the failed products...let them do it.

Compared to the Hart siblings who work hard, Fester has more visible enthusiasm than them. Xia Yuan can see his love for mechanical engineering. This is visible to the naked eye, and the light in his eyes cannot deceive people.

"Teacher Xia Yuan, I have a few questions about this mecha." Fester looked at Xia Yuan with shining eyes, as if he really regarded the other party as a university tutor. "I don't understand the material chosen for the mecha, and I also don't know why the mecha itself is not attached to the body like an iron plate armor?"

Xia Yuan held his chin with one hand and stood straight. Even if he was not wearing a scientific research uniform, everyone would think he was a knowledgeable scientist.

“First, you need to understand the mechanical properties of different materials, such as elastic modulus and yield strength. This is crucial to ensure that the structure of the mecha is strong but also flexible.”

Fester was a little embarrassed. Although he had received basic education, it was obvious that he had never heard anything that Teacher Xia Yuan said. He lacked theoretical knowledge and only knew some of the work at hand. He had no understanding of professional knowledge at all.

"The elastic modulus determines the material's ability to deform elastically when subjected to force, while the yield strength is the threshold at which the material begins to deform plastically. In mecha design, we need to find a balance between elasticity and plasticity to ensure that the mecha can bend moderately when subjected to external force without losing its shape."

Xia Yuan continued talking to himself. When he saw that Fester looked unhappy, he smiled and said, "I will give you the mechanical engineering textbooks later."

"Thank you so much!" Fester bowed deeply. After getting the teaching materials, he can start self-study and work, and then he will be able to understand Xia Yuan's lessons.

"After talking about terminology, let me talk about the materials you are familiar with. Common mecha materials include high-strength alloys, composite materials and nanomaterials. High-strength alloys are usually used for the skeleton and key components of mechas. They have excellent strength and corrosion resistance. Composite materials can combine the advantages of different materials to provide better strength and lightweight effects. As for nanomaterials, higher strength and durability can be achieved by regulating their microstructure."

The Hart siblings also raised their heads and looked at Xia Yuan who was lecturing eloquently. The workshop with a dirty floor had become a knowledgeable classroom. Xia Yuan was standing behind the podium wearing glasses without prescriptions. There were three students sitting in the audience.

"When choosing materials, we have to consider the purpose of the mecha, the expected stress conditions, and the cost. Sometimes, we may adopt a mixed material solution to give full play to the advantages of various materials. As for the degree of flexibility, it is necessary to introduce some flexible connection parts in the structural design to ensure that the mecha can adapt to various environments freely during movement, including heavy rain, storms and natural disasters."

He smiled at the Hart siblings, then looked at Fester, whose eyes were bright and there was a hint of respect in his eyes as he looked at him.

Such emotions did not exist before.

"If you are interested, you can ask me to borrow materials anytime and anywhere." After speaking to the Hart siblings, Xia Yuan clapped his hands, "Okay, kids, start working. This is the Earl's mission, and I don't want to offend him."

The Hart siblings were obedient, and Fester didn't feel awkward being called a child. After all, a wise man is a teacher, and his knowledge is indeed enough to be his own professor, so there was nothing wrong with being called a child.

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In the past two days, Mace took Mandela on a good tour in Londinium, but Londinium is an industrial city and there are no tourist attractions as imagined.

Mace, however, looked at the smoke coming out of the chimneys in the factory area and sighed, "If the boss hadn't gone to Tremont first, he would definitely live here."

Mandela nodded repeatedly. She and Brother Xia Yuan became close in the factory. She saw and remembered his love for craftsmen.

"Mandela, what happened at the banquet that day?"

"Eh?"

Mandela made a surprised sound and looked at Mace, who smiled faintly, "You looked a little absent-minded when you came back, what happened?"

Mandela was impressed by Sister Jian's courage and carefulness. Without hesitation, she told her "little adventure" that night.

"A sense of voyeurism? In the attic where the maids rest?"

Mace crossed his arms and thought for a moment, "Mandela, do you sense any hostility?"

In terms of general physical exercise, Mace would also take Mandela to exercise together. After all, she was a warlock. What if she was caught up by the enemy and couldn't run? During class, she would also appropriately tell Senomi and Mandela about some of her past experiences after the battle in Casimir, among which she talked about momentum and murderous intent.

For the two little ones, the mace does not have such high requirements, but she has put a lot of effort into training them to sense hostility.

The feeling of being watched and sensing the ill intentions in people's eyes are what the two girls need to understand and know. They cannot live under Xia Yuan's wings for the rest of their lives, but will stand in front of Xia Yuan and clear the way for him.

Mandela recalled his perception at that time and shook his head slightly, "There was only a sense of voyeurism, no hostility."

"A normal maid wouldn't do that."

Mace said lightly.

When a person's eyes stay on another person for a long time, the other person will realize that he or she is being stared at. This is true in any public place, but ordinary eye contact will not trigger such a "sixth sense".

"I found two hairs... I don't know if they were from the peeper, one was blonde and the other was light blonde..."

Mace raised his eyebrows slightly, "It seems that Lord Bolton's dinner party is not as peaceful as it seems."

She took Mandela's hand and said, "Let's go."

Mandela nodded. She said nothing and followed Sister Mace away obediently.

Compared to the leisurely stroll of the two, the players were much more active. Egg Knife Egg Tart and Magic ZX led several high-level players from the strategy group to the Norbert District, which is the slums of Londinium. Their purpose and original intention of coming here was just to complete an errand task. After completing the task, they soon lost their way in the alleys.

“Damn, this slum is too difficult to navigate, isn’t it?” Egg Knife Egg Tart held his head in despair, “It’s definitely more winding than the slums in Tremon.”

"The slums in Tremont are still a bit petty bourgeois. Don't you think this place is a bit like the Frostpunk era?"

"Um...it's not the season for White Album yet?"

"It's just a metaphor, but I'm lost, what should I do?"

Magic ZX closed his eyes in pain and recited with emotion: "Ah↗Ah↘, it's a pity that Xiaoxiao Ice Cream is not here, otherwise we can rely on her secondary profession as a scribe to find the way back."

"Ask for directions..."

There is nothing shameful about asking for directions. Several players came to the tavern with smiles on their faces and asked for the way out.

The tavern owner glanced at them and found that they were dressed a little decently, but overall they sounded like outsiders. He didn't make it too difficult for them. However, many locals who were sitting around drinking in the tavern had expressions of seeing fat sheep when they saw the players.

After the players left, some local gangs also stood up and left.

There is an essential difference between the gangs in Londinium and the families in Syracuse. Here, they are more like a group that gathers together for a small goal. Fighting for a piece of land is also common. They have a barbaric law of survival. Compared with the elegance of the Syracuse family and the overall interests that are prioritized by the family, the gangs here are more arbitrary.

Egg Knife Egg Tart, Magic ZX and others drew their weapons and looked at the NPCs who were surrounding them with malicious faces, feeling... a little excited!

"Emma, ​​finally some blind people come knocking on my door. To be honest, I've been feeling very frustrated these past few days." Dandao Dantart laughed. He drew out his long knife, maintaining a motionless posture with his brows slightly raised, as if he was mocking the gangsters in an invisible way.

"My sword has been thirsty for a long time!"

"Haha, even if I can't defeat you, I can revive you infinitely."

Magic ZX secretly dropped several traps on the ground among the crowd without any worry on his face.

The gangsters looked at each other, feeling despised. Aren't all the foreigners so arrogant these days? Is it because the daggers in my hands are not sharp enough? A few dishes and you're drunk?

"on!"

In the narrow alley, several high-level players were waving their weapons and fighting with their younger brothers. The levels of these gangster brothers were not high, the highest was only level 25. In the eyes of these high-level players, they were no different from toys. Egg Sword and Egg Tart still maintained the action of drawing the sword without moving.

"Egg Knife and Egg Tart, swing your sword!"

Magic ZX's arm was scratched by the dagger. He rolled over and came behind Dandao Dantart. Seeing him slacking off, he was immediately furious. What a stupid teammate! Did he forget how to fight because he hadn't fought recently?

"I'm gathering my strength, wait a minute." Egg Knife and Egg Tart's face flushed and he snorted. He looked at the two younger brothers in front of him, "Come on! Come here! Call me and I'll be your son!"

Is there such a good thing?

The gangsters rushed up with daggers in hand, cutting many wounds on Dandao Dantart's chest and arms, and Dandao Dantart was bleeding all the time.

Magic ZX was stunned. Could it be that the Egg Knife and Egg Tart had eaten something and got a stomachache?

"——One sword opens the gate of heaven!"

Dan Dao Dan Tart roared, and the long sword in his hand was shining with a bright white light. He roared and swung it forward.

A bright sword energy flew forward, and the moment it touched several gangsters, they felt pain in their bodies. Their chests and abdomens were stabbed with swords one after another. They fell to the ground with a scream, bleeding.

"... Damn, what kind of skill is this?" Magic ZX's eyes widened. This Egg Sword and Egg Tart Bull Demon had been fighting for so long just to produce such a sword energy?

Uh...it seems to have little effect in actual life?

Dan Dao Dan Tart knelt down and panted, leaning on his knife. "Damn, this is the first time I use the Liberator's secondary job. It looks much better than I thought."

"Better...much?"

Magic ZX wiped the sweat off his face and said, "You just held your breath for one minute and thirty seconds... It's a bit..."

"Forehead..."

Dan Dao Dan Tart laughed dryly, "Isn't this because I'm not very skilled? Don't worry, when I level up, I can directly release hundreds of sword energies."

"Cowhide."

Everyone thought he was bragging.

They wanted to continue leaving along the road, but they found some people standing at the end of the alley. They were all equipped with weapons and did not look ready to fight.

"Not bad," the leader applauded, "you look like you can fight well. Even though you stole our prey, I'm impressed by you because you helped us kill a few brats from the Mortis Gang."

She had long white hair that amazed the players who passed by, golden eyes that reminded people of the pioneer Giegie, and a scar on her nose that gave her a strong aura of someone who was involved in a gang.

"As an outsider, you're hanging around in a place like Norbert District. Haven't you ever died?" The white-haired girl with golden eyes saw that the players didn't react, and she said with dissatisfaction, "My name is Indra. I owe you a favor. I'll buy you a glass of wine. Do you dare to come?"

The players looked at each other in confusion, what was going on?

Magic ZX immediately understood. This seemed to be the beginning of a mission. Although he didn't know if it was a continuous mission, the NPC in front of him, although she was a beauty, obviously couldn't compare to the pioneer in his heart.

"What should we do, Mr. ZX?"

"You don't look hostile, so why don't you drink?"

The players immediately cheered up when they heard this. Indra was also in a good mood seeing them so cheerful, and took them through the streets and alleys of the Norbert District.

Magic ZX observed that there were different gang area divisions in the Norbert District. In a sense, it was indeed very similar to Syracuse where Dandao and Dantart had stayed before, except that the fight in Syracuse was for control of the entire mobile city, while these gangs were fighting for one or two streets.

"Where is the big sister?"

"I don't know. Maybe he got into a fight with someone on some street?"

Chapter 118 Victoria, She Will Finally Find Her Peaceful Home

The black market in every city is located in or close to the slums. This is the most chaotic and inconspicuous place, with all kinds of people. Even the guards of Londinium do not come here to patrol, and they obviously attach great importance to their personal safety.

Xia Yuan stepped heavily on the dirty ground with his mechanical shoes on and glanced at the gangster brothers who had been following him from a while ago. He wondered if they felt that he was a little tired of living.

No, you dare to rob the Sakota people? Do you think you can't shoot or you feel itchy and want to be beaten?

At this moment, Xia Yuan suddenly began to miss the sense of security brought by Sister Mace. The feeling that she could drive away the enemy just by standing beside her and using her eyes made him sigh.

In most mobile cities - excluding Lateran, firearms and shooting are prohibited. Most of the battles in the city are cold weapon fights. In a few cases, warlocks will participate in the battle, making the situation better or worse.

Xia Yuan had just left the arsenal, so naturally he did not carry any guns. However, his current single-combat capability was not as good as before. Even without a pistol, these little brothers whose highest level was less than 30 were obviously no match for him. After taking a few glances at them, well, their attributes were probably rubbish, not even as strong as the players.

Bao Xia Yuan had no interest in this kind of experience. Even if he defeated the opponent, he would only gain a dozen or twenty experiences, which was not even as much as the profit from opening a shop or setting up a stall.

He walked to the entrance of the black market. The faces of his younger brothers behind him changed slightly when they noticed the building in front of him. None of those who entered the black market were simple people. They seemed to be following a target that was much more dangerous than they imagined.

They were just about to leave when they saw Xia Yuan coming up to them.

Xia Yuan smiled brightly, and the mechanical gloves on his left and right hands emitted blue electric light. "Lost?"

"run!"

In the narrow alley, Xia Yuan dodged a butterfly knife attack from one of the younger brothers, took a few steps forward and knocked the younger brother, who was running away with his back to him, to the ground with a punch. Under their horrified gazes, he used the force to climb over the wall, and like a streak of light, he grabbed the collars of two men and slammed them to the ground.

"Ku!"

The three younger brothers were knocked unconscious by Xia Yuan. He clapped his hands, very satisfied with his achievement, and looked at the last gangster brother whose legs were trembling.

"Who is your employer and why are you following me?"