"Ah, I'm interested."
Ronan did not instruct Yin Le to do this, it was entirely his independent judgment, which was quite accurate.
Although the current water vapor clone is no longer needed, Ronan's true body may come over at any time in the complicated situation that will follow. It is always good to have more resources to support him.
Well, you can’t use it now? maybe……
Ronan stretched out his hand and scratched the cold metal component. There was a clear difference in the perception level between the water vapor clone and the physical body. This also gave him some different touches, so that he had some inspiration in his mind.
He fell silent, resting his fingertips on the component and stroking it slightly. After a moment, his eyes turned to Meng Chong beside him.
The latter maintained an upright, respectful and distant posture, and continued: "Also, Deputy Priest Yin also passed on the 4th version of the exoskeleton frame design. It is currently in progress. Assembly experiments will be carried out before eight o'clock in the morning. Sir, can you Go to the processing plant to provide on-site guidance.”
"Very good." Ronan said this somewhat casually.
The exoskeleton frame is also used to build the "perfect body" of the main body. It is not used yet. It can only be said that Yin Le has really thought carefully and done everything. But now, Ronan's thoughts have turned to the other side. He asked Meng Chong:
"The beach where Mrs. Halder practices daily..."
Meng Chong showed obvious surprise. Apparently he didn't understand why Ronan, who came to Ti City for the first time, knew so much about Mrs. Halder's daily behavior. But he responded quickly:
"That's an unnamed private beach, we call it 'Zeolite'... less than twenty kilometers from here."
"The Abel Manor of the Castle Consortium?"
Batty suddenly interjected: "If the weather is clear, from the highest castle here, where His Majesty the Emperor Wu is currently staying, you can actually see the Guolin Cliff where your manor is located, and the Zeolin Beach should be on the other side of the cliff... We We are already considered neighbors.”
Meng Chong glanced at him but didn't respond.
Ronan aroused more interest: "Really? Then I really want to go and see it. In this way... you tell His Majesty the Emperor Wu for me, and say that I will go to the Albert Manor to do an experiment. What can I do? ,feel free to contact."
"Well?"
When Barty heard the word "experiment" again, he still needed two more seconds to digest it.
Just when he was thinking about it, Luo
Nan had already turned to the side of the car, opened the door of Meng Chong's car, and sat in politely.
Meng Chong was also stunned for a moment. As a security director for many years, he certainly knew what to do next, but his careful thinking made him hesitate.
His eyes once again glanced at the defective slicing instruments scattered on the ground, and Barty's eyes turned around again involuntarily, and their eyes collided slightly.
Ahead, Ronan had already pressed down the car window: "Let's go, hurry up."
Meng Chong immediately put away other thoughts, roughly packed up, closed the trunk, quickly got in the car and entered the cab.
After a second, the engine starts.
Amidst the low roar, Ronan said to Barty: "Here... tidy up."
Barty answered cheerfully: "Of course."
"I mean, you still have a mission." Ronan opened his palm, and there were seven or eight metal or bone particles on it, which he had intercepted before.
"This little thing is called a slitter. As you saw just now, its yield rate is not ideal. I think maybe the Gubao Consortium's main business is in the field of sports equipment and is not good at processing in this area. So..."
With that said, Ronan stretched his hand out of the window. Barty subconsciously reached for his hand. Ronan naturally poured the few particles into his hand: "Yingying has a blueprint there. You have to come over and ask about it."
"what do you mean……"
"The higher the assembly accuracy, the better. The required material indicators should be as high as possible. Even so, such a small thing should not cost more than 20 million."
"..."
"I'm just kidding, the main reason is that I can't always let His Majesty the Emperor do the work for me, right?"
Barty was stunned for another moment, but soon his big beard grinned: "Of course, Mr. Ronan, I understand... I wish your experiment goes well."
"Thank you." Ronan responded politely, then closed the window and started the speed car. With a sharp turn, he bypassed Barty and avoided the area with the largest number of graders on the ground, and sped down the mountain.
Barty stood there, watching the car go away, until the taillights of the car were submerged in the darkness, then he looked back and looked at the gadgets scattered on the ground.
Hundreds of slicing instruments that failed to transform were scattered across an area of more than ten square meters. Even if Meng Chong's driving skills were excellent, some of them would inevitably be run over, making it look particularly messy.
Barty's fat body slowly lowered his waist, stretched out his hand, accurately picked up five or six metal and bone particles on the ground, followed Ronan's example, and rubbed them, but nothing happened.
Considering that this is a defective product, it makes sense.
He held one of them up in front of his eyes and used the lighting function of his bracelet to shine a strong light on it, observing carefully and thoughtfully.
After a while, he called to the driver of the golf cart: "Pick them all up, 262 pieces, no one is missing."
No matter what the driver's reaction was, Batty dialed a communication number: "Set up a material analysis laboratory. In addition, ask the coastal defense department for a Deep Blue platform experimental machine. It should be between the third and fourth editions."
While he was still giving instructions, the communication from outside came in. Glancing at the caller ID, he saw the nickname "Red Eyes Yan" on it. Barty ignored it and continued to order: "Also, it's time for those professionals who claim to be configuration experts to reflect their value..."
The communication number in the middle called again. Batty was very patient and arranged the analysis and experiment tasks for the "slicer" in every detail. He also sorted out his thoughts and made sure that nothing was missed. Then he selected the number and called back. Dial:
"Dr. Yan..."
As soon as I stood up, the words that had been suppressed for several minutes spewed out: "What are the Luo family's brats doing?"
Barty touched his neatly groomed beard: "He came, he left, he arranged tasks and increased my work, that's it."
"He arranged for you?"
"His Majesty Emperor Wu introduced me to him ceremoniously. Obviously, he required my ability to match this 'grandness'. So I prepared a few meetings and a few messages. Mr. Keluo didn't seem to be very interested in these. Maybe. I should have made it clear early on that this includes you..."
"Don't beat around the bush, Barty. We found you and paid you to get the rewards you deserve!"
"Yes, this is in line with the spirit of the contract. But for the sake of fairness, there must always be a valuation before the transaction, right?"
Barty looked at his watch: "It's now 2:17 in the morning. In another six hours, we can discuss the next deal. Of course, if you can't wait, you can come to the 'Bitter Reef Laboratory' in advance."
"I'll be there."
“Remember to bring your professionals, in every sense of the word.”
