Chapter 244. Wouldn't It Be Nice To Make A Gundam?
Hearing the word deal, Francis immediately calmed down.
The instincts of the ancient made him understand that this matter was not that simple.
Power Gem...
Maica was dead..
The [Titan Giant Blueprint] that the other party had taken out, which seemed to be the real deal.
Then...
He jerked his head up and looked at the Steel City behind Char, his mouth wide open in shock.
Could... Could it be that this is the 'Terrax Titan KN-X'?!
"Ha, so you do know its original name."
Char laughed.
Even though he had 177 rounds of experience, he still did not know everything about Mr. Franco. This guy was a loner and had only dealt with cars his entire life. He had disappeared mysteriously in the end, and perhaps even died in the ruins of the car search. Char always felt that he had a secret.
However, if he wanted to unearth the secret, he would repeatedly fall into a paradox.
"Char said you shouldn't move. I'll go get you the map."
However, the moment he turned around, he ran away because he didn't trust you.
In the past, Char had not been strong enough to enter the Siege City Encirclement within two months of the game's launch. The best record in the past was two years, and he did not know what happened this time...
However, in short, this was a good thing.
He could finally ask him what he knew.
Even Char only knew the name of the MCV after he got the Power Gem, but this guy was able to see through it, which showed that he was hiding something.
"It's not surprising for a Mushroom Man to know about these things." said Franco expressionlessly, still unwilling to reveal.
"Forget it. This is a civilization that belongs to the second era. If it's really common sense in your mushroom clan, there's no way Brian and the other three would sign a ten-year contract with me." Char said in disdain.
As he spoke, he took out two items that could only be made when a "mechanic" reached level 40-a hovering robot "non-falling assistant model I" that was used for repairing machines, and a "fool centrifuge" that stored and automatically synthesized engine oil.
"Do you recognize these two items?"
There was a slight ripple in Franco' eyes, but he was still arrogant.
Hmph, the mechanic legacy isn't some secret that's too precious.
"Fine. Your clansmen don't know how strong you are or what your long-cherished wish is, but I do." Char continued to tempt him, "Don't you want to create a" Titan giant "? Compared to looking for the blueprint of the Hand of Midas, this is more meaningful!"
A set of blueprints suddenly appeared in his hands.
"Here, you can take it to verify its authenticity, or even make a copy-believe me, I can help you gather most of the materials that are missing, so..."
Shaya patted his shoulder and said, " don't go back and look for your hand. Isn't it good to make Gundam? " Stay in Ferlin town, and I'll give you whatever you want."
Franco took the blueprint silently.
"It's mine now, right?" He asked.
"Of course."
Char said.
Then, a scene that he had never expected happened.
A red laser beam shot out of Franco's eyes, penetrating the paper and cutting the pattern off as if it was a hollow carving.
What!?
Laser eyes?
Since when did the ancient mushroom people have this skill?
Hearing the noise of others coming from the distance, Char quickly grabbed Francois and hid in an enchantment room.
In the pitch-black room, only the blinding light emitted by Franco's electric eyes burned the Obsidian floor of the enchantment room through the light from the drawing.
What the f*ck, this is obsidian...
After the laser cutting was completed, the paper that Char could not tear suddenly split into two. One was like a three-dimensional window, and the other was like a precise paper cut. The two floated in the air and then combined.
First, the paper was turned into a miniature Titan the size of a man, and then the hollowed-out window was worn on the Titan like clothes.
The giant suddenly turned around and knelt down on one knee, muttering a string of words that Shaya did not understand, but had heard of.
This was the language of the second era's mechanical civilization. Shaya had seen the complete record in Crickto's place. He used to make a dictionary for himself, but Rylai was still sorting out the content...
"What did it say?" Char asked.
Franco ignored him and showed a proud look.
"You motherf*cker, you've grown up now?"
Char took out the Power Gem while cursing.
This time, not only did Franco raise his clothes subconsciously, but the majestic pocket giant also took off a piece of cloth from his body and put it on a stick and began to shake it as if it had seen its natural enemy.
"The two of you are so skilled at raising the white flag."
"Can you tell me now?" Char asked, amused.
Instantly changing from his previous unruliness and aloofness, he timidly said, "Actually, I'm not a human."
"Ha?" Char was shocked.
Franco took off the stick from the hand of the pocketgiant and gently cut his chest. His outer skin and flesh were opened, revealing the artificial muscle fibers that were still slightly wriggling inside and a dark red metal heart that was still contracting and expanding.
I'm a person from the second era. To be more precise, I'm a creation that survived from that era.
Franco then began to explain.
The second era was the mechanical civilization. The mechanics of that era could be said to be both civil and martial, with comprehensive development in virtue, intelligence, physique, beauty, and labor. Not only did they build a magnificent steel fortress, but each of them was a Platinum-ranked Summoner. Countless battle machines that seemed to be born from planet Cybertron were hidden in the quasi-God Space.
In the face of such a powerful civilization, the monsters that Zin'rokh had summoned were like paper in front of them, easily destroyed.
The protagonist, the destroyer, was deeply aware of the difference in power between the two and immediately changed his battle strategy, from a head-on confrontation to a clever one.
Then, things did not seem right.
No matter how indestructible a fortress was, it would be destroyed from the inside. Under the bewitchment of Zin'rokh, the mechanics began a "patent war".
Building machinery required money. For mechanics, a large part of their income came from inventing and applying for patents. When others used the patent structure you invented or adopted your ideas, they had to pay a part of the patent fee. This was both an income and an expense for an individual, so there was nothing wrong with it.
However, as the civilization progressed and developed, there were more and more patents. When the civilization was at its most prosperous, if a mechanic who had just graduated from the Academy wanted to build his first mech, the patent fee alone would be comparable to the tuition fees of the past ten years. This was obviously extremely unreasonable.
If you want to innovate, the path has already been walked by the seniors.
If they did not innovate, they would have to pay this sum of money.
As a result, conflicts began to accumulate.
Originally, these things could be easily solved by changing the rules and regulations. However, the brain of a mechanic was too stubborn, and he did not agree with the various reformations.
The conflict was ignited by Zin'rokh...
The entire mechanical civilization began its endless internal debate and struggle.
The deeper the grievances were, the more exaggerated the regression would be when settling them. The intelligence of the machinery civilization in the past would be the same as the anti-intelligence of today's settling.
As a result, the Masters who had created their own sects in the past were defined as capital leeches. Not only were they removed from their altars, the angry people even began to confiscate the property of their descendants.
Finally, someone could not take it anymore and turned the clash of thoughts into a conflict of actions. Under the unbridled laughter of silos, the steel fortress of the mechanical civilization exploded into sparks from the inside and was easily captured by the monsters.
As for Franco, he was originally one of the hundreds of mechanical assistants of a mechanic-a car wash. The reason he could survive was that when the Army of the abyss arrived, he skillfully raised a car cleaning cloth. This action was regarded as surrender, but he was not completely swallowed by the abyss. Instead, he was trampled and buried deep underground.
Later, during an exploration of the muggle tribe, he woke up and attacked the muggle tribe that tried to dig him out and sell him. He then turned into one of them and lived to this day.
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