Carlos did not get rid of Alia's entanglement until he inspected his steel smelting plant area. Lok Man Novels
"I am a very powerful assassin. Your Majesty, if you leave me in this useless place, I will, I will run away!"
Carlos was moved by Aria's last threat.
It’s not how harmful the threat is or how dire the consequences are. But Carlos suddenly realized, or in other words reflected on it and came to a conclusion——unknowingly, he had become arrogant.
Because it has been successful in the past, it will inevitably be successful in the future.
What a terrible logic of thinking.
Aria's surrender was not a compromise between the power she represented and the little girl's dependence on her family and desire for family affection.
As she said, Miss Assassin, who was bound by family affection and reality, succumbed to the majesty of the royal power. But the rabbit bites people when it is anxious. If you dare to throw me here, I will choose to resist. Escape is only the first step of resistance. When this step is taken, no one knows what will happen next.
"Okay, I will find another place for you to stay. Don't talk, and don't bargain. Don't make trouble for your father and your sister. This will make things easier for you and me, okay."
Although he used a gentle question at the end of his words, Carlos' tone did not allow Aria to have any doubts.
"I will be good!"
Aaliyah agreed quickly.
In the end, Carlos didn't know what his mentality was, and he took Alia to the most heavily defended underground factory in this production fortress that was beginning to take shape.
With a lot of support from steel. The natural cave was enlarged and deepened, with long and circuitous roads and strict mechanisms guarding the back. It's another scene that suddenly opens up.
"Oh my God! What is that!"
Not only Aria exclaimed, but the knights around Carlos also widened their eyes.
The reason why the explosively rough generator did not explode was because the material was of excellent quality.
The strange-shaped light bulb has a glass shell that is not round, just like plasticine in the hands of a child.
The brown-skinned dwarves and the green-skinned goblins were quarreling over some issues, while three or two dwarves screamed to remind others to look here, look here!
There are even a few shackled orc blacksmiths who are constantly challenging the authority of human craftsmen.
But these are no reasons for surprise.
The real reason. It's an empty cave. The standing pile of steel.
"General unilateral neuro-link dispersive autonomic maneuver. It means: a general-purpose integrated system that performs autonomous maneuvers through unidirectional distributed neural connections. You can call it gundam for short."
After not using it for many years, Carlos’s bird songs have long been returned to the teacher in his previous life. Only the several complete translations of gundam are still engraved in his heart.
Man's romance! When the above words came out of his mouth, Carlos was so moved that he burst into tears.
"Gentlemen, I hate war. Behind the glory and pain are the cries of my wife and the wails of my young son, the deserted fields and the charred homes. However, I have to join the war. Because this is for our last and most fundamental purpose. The power to survive."
"There is enough evidence to show that the night elves across the sea were secretly developing the biological weapon [Tree Hole King] thousands of years ago, and their supreme leader Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage was the first generation pilot. We Quel'Thalas, our good neighbor to the north, has made great progress in its arcane puppet technology. A hundred-meter-tall drone armor can easily cross the city wall, and a roll weighing tens of thousands of pounds can destroy anything blocking it. The enemy. Even the goblins have walked in front of us. The destructive power of various high-yield bombs is unparalleled. You have also heard of the engineering tanks jointly developed by Ironforge and Gnomeregan, and their ability to attack difficult positions is unparalleled. We even learned from prisoners of war. , even the orcs possess a terrifying weapon called [Gron Fortress]. If it weren’t for internal fighting, the tribe would have stupidly slaughtered all the users of the Thunder King clan, and the consequences would have been disastrous.”
"When the flesh and blood body finally becomes exhausted, steel machinery has its unique value. The warriors of Alterac are not afraid of death, but we cannot let the warriors die in vain. Although we are lagging behind on this road Other races. But we will catch up."
"We will guard the future of the Alliance and defend the future of mankind."
A long paragraph of speech that was extremely shameful for the second half was blurted out without even realizing it.
I felt very happy when I said it, but I blushed a little after I finished speaking.
But judging from the on-site reactions, the effect is pretty good.
For unknown things, most people's first reaction is to be confused.
"Then, Comrade Heigang, please cover it up for everyone."
Carlos clapped his hands.
It has to be said that the progress of technology and magic has little to do with most people. It is the spark of inspiration of a very small number of geniuses.
Through contact with the goblin plutocrats, Carlos entrusted the greenskins in Port Treasure Bay to inquire about Blackso, the goblin.
However, the reality is cruel.
No, no, can't find it.
Thinking about it, Garrosh is just an orc milk baby now, so it's understandable that Blackso wasn't born.
But the money-hungry goblins found another guy for Carlos.
Black steel.
His face was dyed an everlasting gray-black color due to the gunpowder smoke from the explosion. When this impoverished goblin heard that someone in the distant human kingdom was willing to support his invention, he sold himself out without hesitation.
With the support and guidance of Carlos, this goblin who had wasted half his life shouted out the deafening line.
"Explosion is art!"
Once again praising magic and using alchemy to obtain special alloys, Black Steel skipped the steam engine and developed the internal combustion engine.
That's right, the internal combustion engine that converts explosions into power.
Although the problems of air tightness, reliability and oil leakage have not been solved.
But an internal combustion engine is an internal combustion engine.
After the heart problem is solved (probably), all that's left is the external mechanism.
So, after several months of research and development, what was presented to Carlos and his knights was this... goblin woodcutter?
The "machine" in "Wei Ansheng, can't understand the machine".
"The saw blade chain is installed on the left limb, and the circular saw is installed on the right limb. Those dwarfs have been calculating for more than a month but have not improved the problem of the gundam's high center of gravity, so the self-propelled cannon on the shoulder has not been installed. Next, let me Let me cover up the actual operating performance of Unit 1 for you, boss."
"wait……"
Before Carlos finished speaking, Heigang had already pulled a rocking handle and jumped onto the mechanical creation in the center of the field. After inserting the rocking handle into the engine and shaking it vigorously for dozens of revolutions, a "boom boom boom" sound came out. .
Black Steel threw away the crank handle and turned into the cockpit. The steampunk-style Gundam Unit 1 stood up.
The exhaust pipe behind the No. 1 unit, which was only seven meters tall, emitted black smoke. Electric sparks were emitted from the circuits of the body. The dark blue flashing of the magic runes on the joints showed that the arcane magic was working well.
As if it was about to explode at any moment, this steel monster activated the weapon in its hand.
"Twenty-two years of making a wedding dress, the scars of the anti-Japanese bandit suppression are deep. Unless the soldiers don't fight hard, the enemy has a high gun."
Carlos pulled Aaliya behind him, then looked at the mechanical creation in front of him with eyes filled with vicissitudes of life, and recited a poem that would be sung through the ages.
"Your Majesty, this machine is too slow. Give me a warhammer and I can dismantle it."
"Your Majesty, this machine has too many attack flaws. Give me a wrench and I can dismantle it without wearing armor."
"Your Majesty, this machine turns too slowly. With the Holy Light, I can dismantle it with my bare hands."
After the initial surprise, the knights and paladins of Carlos made comments with the eyes of professional soldiers.
"That black dwarf's head is exposed. Give me a bow and arrow, and I can shoot him to death."
Alia said cruelly.
This group of guys who don't understand men's romance, how could there be Decepticon Autobots in the future without the inferior products they have today. If we don't have technology and magic with both hands now, how can we confront the Burning Legion in the future? Do we really have to dismantle magic mechas with bare hands?
Before Carlos could come up with a line to prove the correctness of developing mechanical vehicles, the black smoke behind Unit 1 became thicker and thicker.
When the brilliance of the Holy Shield surged one after another in the venue, Black Steel lived up to expectations and was ejected from the cab with a "bang" explosion.
"Dead?"
"Probably dead."
"Did we understand it wrong? This is actually a human-shaped self-propelled bomb."
"In this case, I will revise my evaluation of it."
After hearing the comments from his subordinates, Carlos couldn't laugh or cry.
"Boss, new record, gundam ran at full capacity for two minutes!"
Heigang suddenly jumped up like a corpse, holding a pocket watch in his hand with excitement on his face.
Then, while the soldiers looked confused, the scientists raised their arms and cheered, excited.
…
The knights didn't understand. What was there to be happy about? Didn't they all explode?
Carlos was originally going to say something to smooth things over, but a guard rushed into the testing site quickly and handed Carlos a black letter stamped with a magic anti-counterfeiting mark.
"The holidays are over, my soldiers, and now, your king wants to kill someone."
After reading the letter, the frost on Carlos's face was as heavy as the snow that never melts on the top of the Alterac mountains.
Ilucia has been kidnapped. (To be continued.)
