Him and their stars.

Little Xuanwu twitched his face and looked at the still burning incense burner and the fragrant atmosphere in the room, but he didn't feel any enjoyment, but sighed in a very humane way, and then looked at Longyuan suddenly with a few more eyes. Dissatisfied.

However, as an accessory of the founding patriarch of the Spiritual Research Association, Xiao Xuanwu also knew long ago that this third-generation disciple of the Spiritual Research Association, code-named "Long Yuan", although he had a face of a Tirilo, was actually a Raised by a family from the East Asian region of the earth.His adoptive grandfather was the abbot of an old-school Taoist temple, and occasionally helped dignitaries and dignitaries calculate the feng shui of their homes, and his adoptive father ran a traditional ink painting classroom. One can imagine what kind of family atmosphere it is.

Therefore, he is obviously a typical Tirilo on the outside, but his core is more earthly than most people on Earth. He does things quite traditionally, and he also pays great attention to the sense of ritual.

At this time, I saw Long Yuan folded his fists and bowed: "Uncle worked so hard to cross the virtual realm with supreme supernatural powers. This disciple is fortunate enough to live up to his fate."

Little Xuanwu is Lan Jiufeng's contracted phantom beast, and his status is equivalent to that of the white crane boy next to the Antarctic fairy. It is very reasonable for the third-generation disciple to call him a master.However, this juvenile high-intelligence Eudemon still had goose bumps all over his body—even though he was wearing a gorgeous scale armor and had no goose bumps—then got angry, stretched out his hand, rubbed his short Short little paws.

Long Yuan hurriedly opened a small box, twisted out three golden balls from inside with his fingers, and handed it over.

Little Xuanwu didn't even move his hands, he just popped out his tongue and rolled the three balls in the opponent's palm into his stomach, and continued to support his stubby five fingers.

Long Yuan quickly took out an object the size of a red bean from his pocket, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a tiny silver-gray detector.It was the one he stuffed into the section of the "Mechanical Monster" before.

"I will trouble my uncle to hand over this treasure to Grand Master," he said.

Don't look at Yongyeon as the type who acts like he lives in ancient times, but he actually has a degree in energy engineering.However, it was because of this that he knew that such a small robot with such excellent performance could not be produced by the current level of technology, so he called this thing "this treasure".

As the core disciple of the third generation of the Spiritual Research Association who owns the "Sword Horn", he vaguely heard that the master's school gained a lot from the exploration activities in the New World last year.Maybe, this miniature detection robot is the relic of the Enlightened One dug out from a certain ruin.

Little Xuanwu nodded old-fashionedly, and took the nano-robot, but then stretched out another small hand, and rubbed the five short fingers again.

Long Yuan was slightly taken aback, and then understood what the other party meant, and said helplessly: "Master, it's already cold. And I don't know if it will suit your taste."

Little Xuanwu widened his obsidian-like gorgeous and deep eyes, and snorted heavily from his nasal cavity.

Long Yuan hesitated for a moment, and finally with a reluctant expression, he took out a piece of jerky the width of his index finger from his pocket, and it looked like it was torn from that "monster".

"The younger generation only hid this little bit secretly. After eating it at that time, even with the amount of food eaten by the younger generation, they could feel a sufficient sense of fullness, and the taste is extremely rich. It would be great if it was really mass-produced as military rations. However, To you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Little Xuanwu stretched out his nimble tongue again and swallowed the "old bacon strips" hundreds of millions of years ago.He blinked his eyes for a while, as if savoring the taste, and then slowly showed a little satisfied expression, like Long Yuan waved his hand, and then disappeared in an instant.

What happened later was beyond Long Yuan's knowledge.He naturally didn't know that after three hours of Void Express, this silver-gray machine the size of a mung bean had crossed a physical distance of 200 million light-years and arrived in the space of the Tianshu galaxy in the new Shenzhou star area. stand on.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Professor Zinov and his students, this psychic illusory beast appeared in the meeting room of the space station like this.

As for the price paid, perhaps Xiao Xuanwu consumed too much.After going through this virtual world express delivery, its mental state weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye.He ignored the curious or fascinated gazes of the people around him, but breathlessly stuffed the machine into the hands of a burly but elegant man.

This person is a master of psionic techniques and arrays known as "Mr. Jin" by Taoists, and one of the legendary "Seven Sons of Lingyan".

Immediately afterwards, little Xuanwu shrank his head, limbs and tail into the thick carapace, lay down on the ground, and fell asleep as if no one else was around.

Just looking at its current performance, it seems that instead of transporting a small mung bean-sized detector, it ran a triathlon with a container on its shoulders.

"You look so lacking in energy." Mr. Jin laughed and scolded: "I know that it is very tiring for you to carry foreign objects through the void, but intelligent creatures must go beyond the limit. How many times do you come here?" , maybe it could have evolved 200 years earlier."

Little Xuanwu continued to sleep in his turtle shell, as if he couldn't hear it at all.

Mr. Jin shrugged helplessly to everyone: "I'm sorry. This kid has been with his mentor for 30 years, but he doesn't treat us brothers and sisters very well."

However, this scene fell in the eyes of the people who were also present at the scene. Even the third-generation double-flower red stick of the Spiritual Research Association like Tai'a still felt extremely shocked.Not to mention the rest of the "mortals".

"According to what you mean, isn't this kind of teleportation in the virtual world infinite?" Professor Zinov said.

"Of course, if you carry your teacher on your back and rely on his old man's supernatural powers to support you, you can really cross the virtual world, just like passing through a shallow conversation. But if you have other people or things, there are many more restrictions. Even if you carry one or two milligrams Foreign objects that do not belong to the virtual world will cause a huge burden. With the child's current ability, he can only have three or four times a year." Jin explained again:

"Back then, Master really thought about building a new transportation network through virtual space. If so, the 200 million light-year moat is only a short distance away. And we created it through the Tianshu galaxy and the new Shenzhou Everything can be used in the Miracle Ring immediately, maybe it can give the friends of the empire a big surprise."

Professor Zinov thinks this is reasonable, the more advanced the psychic operation, the greater the restrictions, but he still couldn't help but sigh: "However, this is still a moat of more than 200 million light-years, still It’s a leap overnight. Master, scientific researchers like us, every time we see a psionic master like you with a god-like wrist, we feel that what we have done is like a joke.”

But Mr. Jin said: "Professor is a great expert in space theory. Then, when this little boy arrived here just now, did your instrument respond?"

Professor Zinov was slightly taken aback, then nodded and smiled, "Of course there is a reaction."

"That means that if you want to break the boundary between psychics and science, there is always a way to do it, it just takes time to accumulate." Mr. Jin said with a smile: "Is it? Cinderella?"

Putting her long legs on Miss Cinderella like a lazy Persian cat, she put her finger on her lips again: "Mr. Jin, it would be too boring for me to talk about the prohibited items at this time. However, you can find out by yourself." Just walk down the road you have come to, so why do you need an ancient like me to prove it?"

"Hahaha, I have been taught. But, Gray Fairy, we are only mortals after all, and we will be confused. The so-called wanting to be shunned must be strengthened, and the desire to be weak must be strengthened."

"...Uh, what does this mean? I am afraid that my line will be shaken, so I need to strengthen my belief?" Xiao Hui couldn't help being startled.

"No. It's because you are there after all, and you must strengthen your existence, otherwise it would appear that we are particularly rude. This is ultimately a sense of ritual, oh ha ha ha ha ha!" Mr. Jin laughed loudly.

Xiao Hui also laughed, his smile was so bright that he looked like a hero, but his face was extremely stiff.She had no idea what was so funny about it.

So, after she finished laughing, she glanced viciously at the crowd of young people watching the scene, raised her hand, and the gray detector the size of a red bean floated over and directly stuck to her slender swan neck. Immediately after entering it, he disappeared.Thinking about it now, this red bean-sized robot is not a detector. It is clearly a deconstructed and exquisitely designed mechanical cell.

She closed her eyes, and pretended to learn: "So that's how it works! Hmm, it's very interesting, huh huh, refreshed my cognition again."

The young people looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that the Enlightened One's acting skills were a little too exaggerated, but they couldn't find any evidence for that.

"So, what exactly is the Enlightenment Agency that was attacked?" Professor Zinov has always been the type to talk about it, and asked directly: "Is it the field ration we are guessing?"

"To be exact, it's a training device." Xiao Hui didn't play tricks this time.

"Back in the day, these activity picnic plates were the way to make kids' spring outings a little more fun."

"Live, a mobile picnic plate?"

More than 300 elite marines fully armed and carrying heavy weapons, plus a dozen or so psychics wearing coats of arms besieged for almost half an hour, and after paying dozens of casualties, all psykers were injured, heavy weapons Could it be that the opponent who barely won after running out of ammunition was a picnic plate?
It is really difficult for everyone to accept this setting, but after careful consideration, it seems reasonable.

"Yes. The children knocked down these practice props, not only exercising their bodies, but also getting delicious food." Xiao Hui smiled and said: "It's a pity, this kind of picnic plate is six-shaped, and it is specially for meat dishes. If it is Type [-] is fine, it can make desserts."

Everyone still thinks this guy is joking, but still can't find any evidence.

On the contrary, Mr. Jin sighed faintly: "...It's a pity. Listen to your words, if it is type 1, it can make wine."

"...Ahem, even in our era, children were not allowed to drink alcohol." Xiao Hui said solemnly: "Thank you for your help. Although it is just a picnic plate, I also refreshed some of it through its structural analysis. Knowledge base. So, let’s exchange with everyone here.”

As she spoke, she directly projected a 3D mechanical structure diagram in front of everyone through the terminal on the space station.

Eisen and his two friends felt that this thing was a bit like a neuron simulator on a mech, but it was much more subtle by visual inspection.Then, they couldn't move their eyes away as big fighters.

"This kind of simulator, if the connection port is slightly modified, it should be able to connect with our general power armor." Eisen said.

"You can even try the heraldry machine." Tamir nodded: "I just don't know how well it will simulate the biological skills of psykers."

"Such a precise composition should be no problem. However, the requirements for energy supply should be higher." Bai Ziya said.

Xiao Hui was very satisfied with the reaction of these three people, and his expression was also very gratified, but he still smiled and said: "If it is used on the mechas used by humans, it can only improve the performance by 30% at most. If it is a heraldry machine, Maybe like ten percent."

5.00%?You know, the power armor used by mortals is okay, but any research involving psionic energy will increase the difficulty by several orders of magnitude.Every percentage point of performance improvement is enough to make military scientists from all over the world ecstatic.

"In addition, don't you all have any associations with this kind of neuron simulation?" Xiao Hui said.

Although she seemed to be asking everyone, her piercing eyes were staring at Eisen all the time, which made the latter tremble with fear for a moment, and his clear mind suddenly became confused.

"It's a pity, little fat man, you have to have some confidence in yourself. Your teacher, and that guy, are full of confidence in you." Ms. Cinder encouraged me old-fashionedly. When he showed a moved expression, he said to Mr. Jin: "Speaking of it, Mr. Jin, do you still remember what you said just now?"

"What? If you want to hide it, you must strengthen it, if you want it to be weak, you must strengthen it?" Mr. Jin said.

"...Talking to me, please try not to use rhetorical questions, metaphors, hints and other forms of writing. I have already forgotten this conversation." Xiao Hui coughed, and then said seriously: "You seem to have said before that if possible If so, it would be the best if we can open up a passage to the New World.”

"That's what my mentor said. I feel that this is like the so-called Dao. Everyone wants to pursue it, but no one can see it..." Mr. Jin's voice gradually weakened, and his narrow expression finally appeared. She looked serious, then suddenly cupped her fists and bowed vigorously: "Ms. Cinderella, thank you very much!"

"I haven't said anything yet. What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you in advance, maybe you won't go back on your word."