The vibration of the bracelet was basically silent, but it had an abnormal effect. For a moment, the "veteran" felt his face was slightly numb, and he didn't know if it was because of Mr. Mo's glare.
He hurriedly tried to turn it off, but it was already too late.
The "veteran" could only smile awkwardly, first nodded to Mr. Mo and apologized, then looked at the contact person, and soon his face darkened.
It's that bastard Yoshizo Okudaira.
The anger in his heart came out again, but he didn't want to disturb Mr. Mo, so he got up and walked out. When he was about to go out, he finally couldn't help it and said firmly:
"If it were the same words, there would be no need to talk about it anymore."
He did not talk for long. Within two minutes, he came back from outside the house.
At this time, he saw Mr. Mo standing in front of the mobile frame he brought, looking at the exoskeleton frame hanging on it, and kneading and testing it with his hands.
The rough skeleton on the shelf is indeed a skeleton.
It is said to be an "exoskeleton". Before the appearance design, everything is kept simple, just bones put together in various ways. Looking at the details alone, it's a good craftsmanship, but looking at it as a whole, it doesn't look the same.
The main material of the spliced bones is an amphibious aberration called "Ushiki" from Sakajo... Yes, it is made from the prototype of the amphibious aberration enshrined by the Osawa Religion "Dark Dragon God Aura Mithun" .
It is ironic to say that the processing factory where the "veteran" works belongs to the Daze Club controlled by the Daze Cult. However, in this factory, the most representative source of high-end processing materials is "Niu Gui".
A considerable part of its technology comes from the Daze Cult.
The "veterans" then knew not to take the so-called faith here in Sakajo seriously...that's what it is!
"I was sorry just now."
The "veteran" wanted to apologize, but Mr. Mo raised his hand to stop him: "Don't worry, let's get down to business."
"Oh, the processing of this set of exoskeleton is based on your wishes. The inner marrow of the bones of the 'Niu Gui' is activated and then re-designed and spliced. Every piece of bone is made according to the sample standards you gave before. I also started processing each piece..."
After special processing, the overall skeleton is dark yellow and slightly transparent. The outer layer seems to be coated with a layer of wax, which is oily and has slight bumps and undulations to the touch.
While speaking, I don't know what Mr. Mo did. The rough skeleton hanging on the rack rattled and made a fine "sizzling" sound. At first it sounded like electricity, but later it was more like liquid boiling and rolling. Under the processed dark yellow wax, "bubbles" that expanded and burst could also be seen.
After another second, the orange flame ignited, following the "wax" all over the surface, completely burning this rough skeleton. The flames burned from underneath the "wax", making the bones crackle and crackle at any time until they were destroyed.
If the material is not processed properly, it can really burn.
The "veteran" stared at it. Mr. Mo had done this several times before and paid the full material fee each time. Because of this, the rework made him look disgraceful.
This time, it may be the beginning of another rework.
In fact, he could tell from the first time that, based on Mr. Mo's high standards, the current apprentices under him could not keep up with the pace, so he had to do it himself. In total, he spent almost fifty hours going back and forth...it's hard to say what the result was.
A "veteran" has never encountered a job with no confidence like this in many years.
Fortunately, this time, until the flames were extinguished and the "wax" on the surface was burned through, the bones were still intact, except for the obvious shrinkage, and there was still a layer of blood coming out of the bones. It's like the state when it was just hunted and stripped - still with blood that has not yet cooled down.
Mr. Mo stretched out his hands, grasped one of the slender bones, and pulled it with force. The bone is like an elastic rod, which bends and then straightens naturally. But then, Mr. Mo used the same action, and the bone material turned into a metal-like material, zigzag and deformed, and twisted into an irregular circle. When it was placed there, other bones were also twisted.
Finally, with a flick of Mr. Mo's fingers, all the bones regained their elasticity and "buzzed" and returned to their original state.
The "veteran" saw it with brows twitching. After several rounds of processing, the elasticity and plasticity of the bone material can reach this contradictory and unified state that can be switched at any time, which is very similar to some cutting-edge rare military alloys.
The most important thing is that it also retains the unique activity of distorted aggregates. A lot can be done here...but I don't know what the strength and service life are.
After decades of accumulation, and the popularity of "Dark Blue Walker" in recent years, exoskeleton armor technology has become very mature. Although it is only a rough mold, the "veteran" can still see that some of the design ideas requested by Mr. Mo are mimicry and shape-shifting, which is his best field.
The "veteran" really wants to delve deeper, but the mundane affairs around him make him irritated. Looking at the pure and focused Mr. Mo who was focusing on examining the skeleton, he sighed unconsciously.
"It's okay...don't worry too much."
"Oh, eh?"
Mr. Mo was still testing the various indicators of the bone materials and did not look back, but his words seemed to be comforting him.
"The Amaterasu Order farted, and it was digested in the crotch. Now all parties in Sakajo are a little confused. The Osawa Order has a relapse, which is normal."
"Ah, is that so?"
Being suddenly brought to the level of the "Amaterasu Order", the "veteran" was really a little confused. Speaking of which, this was the first time that Mr. Mo took the initiative to talk to him about the current situation. It was so high-level all of a sudden, which made him feel a little embarrassed like "talking briefly but talking deeply".
"So it's useless to worry. It's better to concentrate on the things in front of you."
Mr. Mo obviously used the logic of a technician, which is not a consolation, but the "veteran" just followed this trick, and the old and spicy temper he had honed over decades was exposed at this time.
He didn't want to be looked down upon by Mr. Mo, so he temporarily put aside all the troubles in his heart and rolled up his sleeves: "What should I worry about! Whoever gives me money, I will worry about it! Is there anything that needs debugging? Let me see the connectors and the design It looked rough when..."
The "veteran" stepped forward eagerly, whether he really thought about it or had a moment of courage, he returned to his previous state of being generous.
He was talking loudly in front of the skeleton and started debugging, but he didn't know that "Mr. Mo", who had become silent again, was paying attention to the subtle changes in his mood, body, and even his qi and magnetic field.
In a way that was hard for him to understand.
