"Love the new guy you use like you love your wife."

This is what Damil Salili, one of the heads of the Prairie Elf Engineering Council, said.

Although Mimian always felt that being an older brother and a younger brother who was not married or even a girlfriend, it was too rude to say that this was really bad, when Mimian saw this big guy, the young Garole boy was still attracted by the giant track car and the huge mortar that was enough to hold the next family of grassland elves.

Big is beautiful, and more is good. The denser the rivets, the more correct it is.

This is the truth that dwarfs and prairie elves engineering masters often linger. Although Mimian scoffed at the sometimes irrelevant conceptions of engineering masters, he still felt that at least they were right.

Big and beautiful, the denser the rivets, the more correct it is.

Look at the dense rivets on this big guy, look at the huge mortar that is placed at the back of the vehicle and is flattened in front. The arcane pattern is like the most exquisite carving from the tail of the cannon body to the end. The huge shells that require three grassland elves wearing troll belts and power gloves to lift and load. It has an extremely long range. In the words of the player, this thing is really unscientific.

Have you ever seen a cannonball that can fly ten kilometers without having to go to the extended range kit and blow up a football field?

Mimian said that he had never seen such gunpowder weapons. The sky-based orbits were more than the things that could burn glass balls. However, this arcane and engineering are combined with gunpowder as the launching medicine. It is said that even the medieval weapon that even the earthlings have given up is still too much beyond the world's affordable lethality.

An extraordinary mage, based on legend, cannot destroy the entire city in this world with only nine-ring spells alone. As long as the shell tube is enough, the never-wearing barrels can turn the entire city into scorched earth in one day.

Unfortunately, the cost of this kind of shell is not high and the output is not high. There are 24 cars here, each of which is only four. Half of the shells have been fired just now. Mimian decided to either wait until the front line commander begs for shelling, or just paddle by himself. This is a word from the earth. It means very simple. If you work but don’t work hard, Mimian would not dare to do this if you were at home, but the Seles people said it well, and it is hard to cook without rice. Even if Mimian wants to shoot, the number of shells is still a natural noose.

"The Hawkeyes at the high altitude confirmed that the guys of New Eden have been caught! At least two regiments of New Eden combat mages and combat boats flew towards you, and I suggest you enter the ambush zone sooner." An air commander issued a notice to Mimian.

"That's great. Be careful with all the cars and start running away!" Mimian shouted loudly, covering her headphones. Although this noise-absorbing arcane headphones work, the huge shelling sound still shocked the ears of many compatriots. Since the establishment of this shelling team, healing potions and healing potions have even become their essential items.

The driver of the tracked car quickly began to reverse. The crew members used the ground reinforced by the mud to make the team run quickly - yes, yes, the weight of these vehicles reached nearly 45 tons. In order not to make the outdoor maneuver become a nightmare, all crew members were mages, and the only ones were proficient in turning mud into stone and fossil into mud.

After all, mobility is the best protection method for tracked cars. Running faster than everyone means you won’t be injured.

……………………

Youjiu took out his ears. The girl who had to be kicked out of the game because she was killed was smiling at the tablet in her hand. This made Jiuye, who was by her side, also down due to death, feel chills: "What's wrong with you, my little sister."

"Jiuye, I'll tell you that I've got the list of members of the messenger team." Youjiu was happy, smiling, and happy.

"But... I think since they are sinking fish, the things in the game must be solved in the game." Although Jiuye hates the messenger team, since there is evidence that they have been sinking fish from the beginning... there is actually nothing to resent, and others have never been from the East Continent... they can't be considered betrayal.

"Of course, I'm definitely not the kind of person who can kill their family and kill them." Youjiu said with a smile.

"Then what you mean..." "I will tell this father named Lin Shen'an about his child's very failed education."

Jiuye glanced at the tablet in Youjiu's hand and saw the photo of the boy who smiled very cheerfully and the family. He was so sunny and so peaceful. With his father, a cute boy, a girl who looked like a Galorian girl and a woman who looked around him... he was dead.

Amen.

Jiuye stroked his fingers across the tablet and saw another young man.

"Who is this?"

"Ah, this is Pan Liannian. How can I say that he has a little mother who loves him very much, and is ours. And just so happens that my elder sisters are classmates with her. As her classmates' sister, I must tell him how much pain a failed education will make children experience after entering society."

The long-lasting face was full of compassion. If you were in the game at this moment, you would be afraid that the holy light would penetrate from behind her, and the holy singing would echo throughout the room.

Unfortunately, the young man on the tablet could not understand the mood of such a Virgin as good for him.

"It's okay, just let his mother and I understand."

Yes, his skin is about to be peeled off.

Jiuye observed a second of silence for the smiling young man, and then turned a new page on the tablet.

"Ming Run, look, another Tyr mixed-race child who has healed his scar and forgotten his pain. Just in time, her mother is like Mr. Pan's mother before, and is my elder sister's classmates, so I must tell her how far this cute child has gone astray." The long-lasting face was full of pain: "I am doing his own good."

Jiuye glanced at the Hishel woman in the family photo and decided to turn over the historical figure on the tablet. The one who appeared in front of him was a handsome blonde: "I recognize him." Jiuye recognized him.

"You recognize it?"

"Yes, Liang Feifan, even if he turned into ashes, I recognize him. When I was young, he lived next to Mingmei and Mingen's house. I met him when I went to play. I remember he had one..." "A very, very, very strict father, who has contacted my father until now. I think I have the opportunity to tell his father about how his child will deal with the wrong way."

"Then he is really dead." Jiuye felt that if the blonde boy had known by his father and Shisher's mother, he would probably have mixed doubles with men and women.

The historical figure on the tablet turned the page again, and what appeared in her eyes was a middle-aged man who smiled very kindly, with squinting eyes, but very... very peaceful, like you rarely see it, but you know this guy would definitely not be that kind of bad guy.

"He is..."

"Guan Gu Shenqi, a Japanese, said it was the name my grandfather gave him... Speaking of which, my grandfather always likes to name other people's children." Youjiu was silent after saying this: "He is single now. His father and mother passed away in a sailing accident a few years ago..."

"So he escaped?" Jiu Ye asked.

"No, he is a very strange guy. He likes to collect all kinds of tershan and Galol prosthetic stewards, so I decided..." Youjiu was silent for a moment, and then a new huge screen appeared in front of her, with countless square and pointed ears appearing in the screen.

"This is……"

"Everyone, thank you for being able to pick up my correspondence." Youjiu said, and then amid the thunderous greetings, the little girl sent Mr. Guan Gu's data to everyone: "This guy will buy prosthetic body in the future and give me a 50% increase in price... no, 80%."

"Hey, is this okay?!" Jiuye felt that it was a bit too much to destroy other people's preferences like this.

"He can buy the Big Cat Man's Prosthetic Body." Youjiu said with a smile: "This is a very legitimate business act, isn't it?"

Responding to her was thunderous approval and applause. These philosophical makers and their long-standing elders responded to them and their younger generations with the most simple and sincere actions.
Chapter completed!