Fake Mechanic

Tie Qingyao, who witnessed the power of the eight-sense light year in Qiantian Temple, was not in a hurry. What was being played on the light screen in front of him was just a machine war movie that he already knew the ending of.For the latest free chapters of this book, please visit www.To him, the fall of a dragon tooth was just a small change in a certain number of imperial treasury reserves, and any problem that could be solved with imperial currency could not be called a problem.

As for casualties, it is not within the scope of Tie Qingyao's consideration. After the empire moved its capital to Yishi, it relied on the Triangle of Hell as a strong shield to settle down. Over the years, the population base has already recovered to seven or eighty eight. It's a problem.

As the emperor of the empire, he wants money, money, and people. Who else in this universe is more qualified to say no problem than Tie Qingyao?Mr. President of the Federation who has criticized him for half his life?Thinking of this, Tie Qingyao showed a slightly sarcastic expression on the corner of his mouth.

As long as the war between the Federation and the Empire continues, the Ministry of National Defense will always be above the Congress, the Big Three will always be above the Congress, and the Eight Great Families who are the wheels and barrels of war machines are more qualified to stand up straight than that Mr. President Rod says no.

The root of the federation is a state machine that is constantly growing stronger in the war. Without the continuous manufacture and destruction of mechs and starships, this country will quickly decay from the inside - this is what the emperor Guan Zhong said a long time ago The three brothers of the family had said the remonstrance, but the emperor did not say the second half of the sentence, leaving a blank space for the three teenagers to understand.

Tie Qingyao knew that this was a contradiction sentence, a Mobius ring, a language cycle of solution.

The empire wants the federation to decay, but if its own demise can make it decay, the price is too high; if the war continues, the federation born of the war will continue to be stronger and stronger until the empire is destroyed.

The empire is like a little ant that goes from one side to the other but never finds an end, and has been doing so for more than 200 years.

"Brother, didn't you promise to break this vicious circle before? Return this little note to its original state. I remember this was your first reaction after we knew what a Mobius ring was. It's a pity. You still failed to achieve this goal to the end of your life, and now it's my turn."[

Tie Qingyao did not know when there was an extra piece of paper in his hand. After twisting 180 degrees, the two ends were connected end to end. It was in the shape of a Mobius ring. The paper was entangled between Tie Qingyao's fair and thin fingers. , like some kind of weird origami craft.

"Do you know my method? It's different from you. You like to do everything by yourself. You personally participate in the design and construction of mechs and starships. I don't have so much time and energy to study as hard as you. I just need to understand Weakness is enough."

Although Tie Qingyao had an expression on his face, seeing the three-color mechas paralyzing the mechas and chariots in an extremely simple and rude way in the light screen, there was still a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Advantages can sometimes become fatal weaknesses, my dear brother..."

Knowing Tie Xiaotian's love for Tie Junchen, Tie Qingyao obtained the inheritance of the throne without any effort. This success made him more confident in his theory, even though he was dubbed "cold emotion" by Tie Xiaotian before his death. Tie Qingyao didn't take the title of "opportunist" seriously, but instead regarded it as the only affirmation that his elder brother gave to him in his life.

The winner and the loser, the heaven and the earth are right, what is there to accept?

Isn't it a means to do whatever it takes?

I live, you die, this result is enough to dim the process!

Thinking of this, Tie Qingyao's heart was moved, and he took out a boxy gadget with warm body temperature like a personal seal from his close-fitting pocket, and put it on the sensor screen of the center console.

After the touch screen automatically read the gadget's biometric identification code, Tie Qingyao quickly jumped five fingers and entered a series of passwords. A holographic light curtain slowly unfolded from the horizontal sensing screen and began to be established according to the built-in default program. Newsletter link.

The reminder of the retro communication link kept ringing. Tie Qingyao didn't pay attention to the battle situation of the three-color mecha on the super large light screen above his head, but focused all his attention on this mysterious communication link.

The beeping sound continued to sound, and it seemed that the person on the opposite side was unwilling to answer.

However, Tie Qingyao did not show the slightest impatient expression, as if he had bet that the other party would not agree to establish a link. Swing lightly.

It seems that after a century, the unchanging holographic light screen finally began to flicker, and a dull voice sounded like wearing a metal mask.

"What's up?"[

The three words are neither humble nor overbearing, and they don't even have a greeting. It seems like a machine that doesn't know the world.

"Watching a movie, idle is also idle, find someone to talk to."

Tie Qingyao didn't feel offended, after all, he came to the door on his own initiative this time.

The other side was silent for a while. I don't know if it was a bit embarrassing or because of the delay in the channel. It took a long time to reply with a single word.

"Say."

The holographic light screen is not a visual communication. A dark three-dimensional head is constantly rotating a few feet in front of Tie Qingyao. It is impossible to distinguish between men and women, and the gender cannot be distinguished from the dull voice.

However, all this did not diminish Tie Qingyao's interest. He re-projected his gaze to the super-large light screen, like a moviegoer looking for someone to share his thoughts while watching the twists and turns of the plot.

Just short of holding a large bucket of Joyce brand popcorn in hand-the few remaining traditions of the younger generation of the empire now.

"Don't want to know what movie I'm watching?"

Every sentence is as nutritious as popcorn, and Tie Qingyao seems to be testing the limit of the other party's patience.

The man was silent again, and asked back, "Is he okay?"

Tie Qingyao had an expression on his face that he knew you would ask this question, as if he couldn't see the other person's expression at this moment, he replied regretfully, "Not bad, if you really miss him, I think You should find a chance to come here in person. I use these words to answer you every time, and with your personality, you should have thought that I might be perfunctory for you, right? "

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to have a conversation according to his own script, Tie Qingyao's conversation suddenly changed, aiming at the other party's weakness.As soon as these words were uttered, the other party's unchanging tone finally fluctuated.

Originally, it seemed like two old acquaintances were chatting some gossip, but at this moment, there was a hint of gunpowder in an instant.

"It consumes scarce resources that the country is not rich in, that's all you want to say?"