731.Plantagenet Kingdom's "Tian Can Di Que" group officially debuts
731.The Plantagenet Kingdom's "Tian Can Di Que" group has officially debuted (page 1/2)
“Maybe we should add a little more restrictions to her. My Murphy, this cement-bound character is a restless character at first glance, not to mention her intelligence is indeed amazing. I think she will definitely come up with something that will amaze us all. thing.”
On the way out of the Swamp Exhibition Hall, Tris whispered to Murphy：
“It doesn't seem like a good thing to let her explore here, in case that guy really discovers something amazing..”
“Isn't that a good thing?？”
Murphy reached out his hand to straighten Tris's hair with a little doting, and he whispered:：
“Don't be afraid, the concrete body has died irrevocably. She knows very well that her future life has been bound to us. A smart guy like her will not cut off her last hope with her own hands again after suffering a disaster..
What's more, it wouldn't be bad for us if she really discovered something wonderful..
Relying on your half-assed scientific and technological literacy, there is no way to analyze the technology left behind by the Creator. This kind of thing requires professionals..
Isn’t it because of this reason that we brought the cement here in advance?？
Just a little discovery is enough to make the opponent who is still hesitating make up his mind, and all of this is preparation for the future. Tris, you know, we have a great cause to fight against the black disaster. Even if King Louis and the Wolf Girl are no longer willing, You have to help us with all your strength.
But the black disaster will always pass.
We have irrelievable hatred with them, and eventually a war will break out on this continent. We are just trying to get back our things, but as long as a war breaks out, the two sides will form an alliance to stifle the rise of Transia..
They fear us because they have worked together to put us in dire straits.
We need allies too！
Wise wolves and vampires are not enough.
We also need some more deterrent and powerful allies. At the most critical moment, perhaps only a war is needed.”
Murphy stopped talking. He took Tris's hand and walked into the elevator. The moment the elevator door closed, the two vampires were tired of being together..
Although this exhibition hall hides a lot of black technology, for Cuisi and Murphy, this is the place where the two people have their own world. Here, they don’t have to worry about everything in the outside world, and they don’t have to think about the rumors. Here they just need to Enjoy each other's company and there will be no other worries.
“Speaking of which, this month's allowance should have arrived. Do you want to take a look?？”
Murphy hugged the panting Tris and said something in her ear.
The vampire girl glared at Murphy.
I've already taken off half of my clothes, and now you say you want to collect your salary.？
What does 伱 mean?？
Are you making some vicious and obscene metaphor?？
“Well”
Murphy also noticed that he had said the wrong thing, so he simply reached out and tapped the elevator operating panel that was about to be opened, and used the curator's authority to temporarily shut down the elevator operation. A perfect private space was formed that satisfied Tris. Nodding, but just when she was about to take the next step, she was restrained by Murphy and pressed her hands against the elevator wall..
The vampire governor kissed her smooth back and whispered to the struggling Tris.：
“The advice given to me by Lord Paying is not to let you take the lead in this matter. He said that if you lose control for a few seconds, it will be enough to kill me. Therefore, I have to find a way to change my job to a knight..”
“Shut up, you little bastard.”
On the other side, Sister Cement, who had been walking around in the biology room, walked along the aisle to the elevator, but she couldn't open the elevator, which made her complain.：
“The black technology of the Golden Era is so powerful, how can we still encounter elevator malfunctions? Damn it. Listen to this noisy sound. The broken elevator really needs to be repaired. Forget it, let’s go offline and write a report first..
Two damn cunning alien vampires really grabbed my lifeline. How to round this thing off is really a test of my brain, but if I think about it carefully, my prediction about the subspace will most likely not be wrong..
I hope those idiots don't try to use that prototype again.
You're gonna cause a lot of trouble, asshole..”
——
“Ahem, uh, am I dead?？”
Major Ron opened his eyes with difficulty.
The anesthetics from the Death Moon Sect were still taking effect, making it difficult for him to truly feel the sensations coming from his limbs, especially his left leg, which felt as if it was empty and had not grown at all..
It was already the seventh day of the Black Flame Pass offensive and defensive battle. He looked at the military green tent above his head in a daze and knew that he had been moved to the rear. It should be in the field hospital where Fraser had stayed before. inside.
My situation must be very bad, but I don’t know if the front line won or if they lost.？
“Anyone? Damn it. Someone give me a glass of water？”
He made a weak call from the hospital bed, and even after calling several times, no one answered him. It was not until a few minutes later that the door was pushed open, and the limping Iron-Handed Captain was carrying a patient meal on a wooden dinner plate. walked in.
Of course, this is not for Major Ron. It is his recovery meal. As for why he came here, of course it was to see how his commander was doing as a routine matter..
According to the young and old military doctor in Transia, the major may wake up at any time, but it has been almost a week since he opened his eyes, which shows that the old military doctor in Transia is just as unreliable as the old military doctors in other places..
Captain Ironhand complained..
His condition is actually not that good. He has bandages on many parts of his body. However, because he has mountain man blood, he recovers faster than ordinary wounded people. Now he can move on his own..
The captain was in a good mood, because before dinner he played cards with the group of Transian foreigners who were helping in the field hospital, and relied on the tricks taught by Major Ron to win seven games in a row, earning him several months of stipends. I'm back, and I'm thinking about whether to use this windfall to install some attack modules on my robotic arm..
The Steam Mantis Knife alone is not powerful enough now. It would be perfect if you add a shotgun or a burning vent. If it doesn't work, it would also be good to strengthen your mechanical palm into a giant steel fist..
Those Transian mechanics also developed a mechanical arm specifically for close combat. They called it the "Gorilla Arm". It sounded very intimidating, and it was exactly what the big-headed soldiers liked most. A simple and crude intensified classification.
But as soon as Captain Ironhand sat down in front of the hospital bed with a dinner plate, picked up a piece of his favorite barbecued pork with a fork and put it to his mouth, he saw Major Ron lying on the hospital bed blinking his eyes eagerly. Look at the fragrant meat in his hand.
Even my saliva is almost drooling..
“Uh, don't look at me, you can't eat this, then the doctor said you have to eat light food recently, damn! Major woke up！”
Captain Ironhand was halfway through his words before he suddenly realized what was happening..
He limped out before he could put away the dinner plate. A few minutes later, Major Fraser and several other commanders, who happened to be at the field hospital to console the wounded today, rushed into the ward while wiping their mouths. As a result, Seeing Ron holding a fork tremblingly, he put Captain Ironhand's barbecued pork into his mouth piece by piece..
Fuck doctor's orders！
I haven't eaten anything decent in seven days. No one can stop me from feasting today.！
“Ron! Oh my God, you finally woke up. I thought I was going to see General Soros with a death notice. The old general would definitely strangle me to death..”
Colonel Fraser couldn't hold back the moment he saw his friend regaining consciousness..
With red eyes, he stepped forward and hugged Ron, and other commanders gathered around him to ask for help..
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