death of hope

"Wait, let me interrupt." Uzuki Shimizu asked:
"If psionic talents can be quantified numerically, how many numerical values ​​are needed to pilot this Hφαιστο battle mech?"

"Er...however..."

Persephone bit her finger and thought for a while: "Ten thousand?... No, it must be one hundred thousand. Probably, I'll just make a random guess, don't take it seriously."

"With a score of [-] in the standard psychic test, there may not be many qualified pilots in this universe," Lynch said.

"After the Battle of Annihilation, almost all the powerful psychic talents of all races died."

"The era of gods fighting is long gone."

"Give me some advice, Ms. Persephone."

"Now, let alone human beings, even the talented Dark Eldars rarely reach the level of [-]... The masters I know, for example, the Pirate King of the Dark Eldars, if that guy makes a move, he will definitely be able to Take it easy."

"I'll go, I can't tie that Pirate King here, let's be our pilot..."

"Even if we are good, Wanjun Congzhong kidnapped him. With that guy's personality, he would have to turn around and beat us when he got on the mecha."

"I'm so worried, without a pilot, no matter how good the mecha is, it's still a piece of scrap metal!"

"Forfeiting such a great effort, crossing half of the Terra mother planet, and transporting this thing over, it turned out that Quan was busy for nothing."

"If that old fellow Henry Hill knows, he will laugh at us."

Everyone sighed, and morale fell into a slump.

"I still have to come." Lynch said, "Remember, when we fought in the Salt Man's Catacombs (Chapter 374),

I smashed my head against the clay pot, took a big gulp of the smelling salts, fell into a near-death coma, and awoke with a powerful burst of psychic energy.

Then, major companies and federal politicians all wanted to take the smelling salts for themselves,
With the psionic power enhancement effect of that thing, once anyone gets it, his scientific research team will be able to make a major breakthrough in the field of psionic power research, thus gaining an advantage in business competition or political struggle.

I just accidentally took a sip, and I was able to tear the giant stone statue with my hands. Imagine boldly, what if I absorbed all of it?

How much spiritual power will increase, driving this battle mech is not easy. "

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"Bad idea!" Johnny Blazer said: "Suck that, you're as strong as a cow and you're going to die! Give it all back? I'm afraid it's going to rot into mush!

The driver must be a living person anyway, I said, is it a good idea for us to spend less time in the dark? "

"Old company commander, this is not groundless nonsense, it is definitely feasible,

After that near-death experience, I'm somewhat used to the smelling salts ingredient. " Lynch still insisted on his views:

"At that time, I sucked too much. If I diluted the smelling salts into a 0.5% solution, made a circulation pump and connected it to a vein, and slowly absorbed it, maybe... it would be able to increase the spiritual energy stably, and at the same time avoid causing harm to the body. overburdened."

"Maybe...do you use yourself as a guinea pig?"

Johnny kept shaking his head: "If you use too much psionic power, you will faint and lose consciousness."

"The old company commander is right in reminding you that if the circulation pump works, you don't have to worry about spiritual problems. The next problem that needs to be solved is how to stay awake.
Well... yes, pain, pain is the best medicine for staying awake.

A water!I have something to ask you. "

"We're in the same boat, so please tell me."

"You are familiar with this city, and you must have many friends. Is there any... that kind of..." Lynch looked at the crowd, and asked a little embarrassedly, "Is there... that kind of shop?"

"What kind of shop?" Uzuki Shimizu asked.

"It's the kind of...high-end...Cheng R...love...supplies store..."

Everyone wanted to laugh when they heard this, and they didn't know what he wanted to do. Papa was a little embarrassed, his skin turned red from his cheeks to his pointed ears.

"There are such shops, and there are many of them, all over the street." Uzuki Shimizu covered his mouth and smiled:

"Estonia is a Green Party stronghold, conservative influence is quite weak, 'that' side is very open."

"I want to order a set for myself, a tight... latex... onesie, the kind with sharp spikes on the outside." After saying this, Lynch lowered his head, feeling ashamed of his old self. .

"Isn't that thing...too big... a nue maniac would like to wear it." Shaft couldn't hold back:

"Boss...I didn't expect you...to have such a hobby..."

“林奇老弟……”奥列格说道：“我说你咋娶个爱揍人的媳妇，原来是好这口儿……喜欢挨鞭子是吧……”

"Fuck you! Guess what!"

Lynch laughed angrily: "I wear it in reverse, let those spikes pierce into the flesh and keep the pain all the time, so I can stay awake while driving."

"what?!"

Everyone was dumbfounded by this bold idea.

"This is...too cruel..."

Uzuki Shimizu didn't spit out the whiskey in his mouth: "Are you serious?"

"I look like I'm joking?!"

"It's crazy." Persephone shook her head repeatedly, expressing her incomprehension.

"Your thinking... is a bit like a medieval instrument of torture, 'The Iron Maiden'". It was used to interrogate heretics, so don't use it on yourself..."

Oleg glanced at Johnny, and both of them felt that the old comrade must have gone crazy:
"I said, do we have to use this 'newly unearthed' ancient mecha?"

"This is the weapon of the golden age of mankind. I can't imagine anything stronger than this."

"Although the fierce horse is strong, it is difficult to tame after all. Perhaps, we should think of some alternative plans to capture the Queen of Spades' fortress."

"This opportunity is not to be missed, and it will never come again. It's too late to change the plan." Lynch said resolutely:

"We waited for a long time before we got this opportunity. If the old witch accepts ZZ's protection and moves into the federal army camp, or if she dies of old age, wouldn't all previous efforts be wasted?!"

"Nonsense!" Johnny slapped the table and stood up:

"Even if the Pirate King is really tied up as a pilot, it's much more reliable than your idea!"

"Brother, I know you are holding fire in your heart, and so are we." Oleg persuaded:

"Brothers are not afraid of death, and you will be the one with the most votes in the end, but don't torture yourself like this..."

"Then you come up with a better plan?"

There was silence, no one responded, only the leaking raindrops were heard falling into the plastic bucket.

"If you don't try it, how will you know if it will work?" Lynch kicked the battle mech with his toe:
"Xiao Xia, Ah Shui, don't you two want to see this cool big toy move?"

The two swallowed at the same time, their longing expressions hard to hide:
"Boss...but..."

"But what is it? If you want to see it, just do as I say!"

"Okay." Shaft spread out his hands, "I'll do the circulation pump."

Uzuki Shimizu picked up the communicator: "I have a buddy... who runs an R supplies store... I'll ask him if he can find a factory to order..."

"In this case, it's not suitable for me to be idle," Oleg said. "Leave the work of diluting the smelling salts to me."

Persephone said: "I can train you and improve your ability to control psionic energy."

"Crazy! You're so crazy!" Johnny Blazer scolded, "What's this called? You bastard eats weights and is determined!
That being the case, I will go crazy with you too!

The weapons mounted on the battle mech are on Lao Tzu's body. "