"It has to be you!" What can He Zhao say about making up for the data panel. "If it can be the same as the teaching mode, Victor Rand, the father of mechas, can teach me step by step."

As he finished speaking, a message popped up in the upper left corner of his sight.

[Would you like to consume Victor Rand’s handwriting and enter the learning mode? 】

"!

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He looked confused, then realized what he was doing.

The book in his hand was written by the father of Mecha himself.

I originally thought that the stall owner in the second-hand market was a liar, but who would have thought that everything they said was true.

In fact, the other party didn't know whether it was true or not, it was just a trick. However, I never expected that a blind cat would encounter a dead mouse.

"No wonder."

When he read the book, he felt something was wrong. It didn't look like a printed version. It was co-authored and handwritten. As expected, people who can achieve great things are basically ruthless people.

How many years would it take to write such a thick book?

My hands will break from your exhaustion!

The reason why no one believes it is Victor Rand's handwriting is that everyone subconsciously feels that no one is willing to use the most primitive method to write a book, which is laborious and thankless.

Of course, it is unclear in what era the father of the mecha was born, but to be able to create a mecha, the technological level is definitely not bad. Computer keyboards are probably backward products.

handwriting?

Who believes it!

"Enter."

If Victor Rand's handwriting appears in the Empire of Stars, it is certain that it will cause a huge sensation and sell for a sky-high price.

Unfortunately, the famous ruthless person said that he is not short of money, or if he is short of money, he can just find a big dog to grab a sum.

"Enter."

After saying this, the thick book in his hand instantly turned into specks of light and overflowed.

And his mental thoughts seemed to leave his body, and plunged into the past era with a white light spot like a dragon.

The world is spinning, and I don’t know how much time has passed.

Wu Renzhao slowly woke up from his coma, and someone seemed to be shouting in his ears.

"Hal, Hal? How about it? Can you hear me?"

Opening his eyes, the face of a blond middle-aged man came into view.

What can I say, it looks a bit familiar.

The next second, a flash of inspiration occurred.

The cover of the book about mechas he picked up from the second-hand market was exactly the person in front of him - Victor Rand.

"Rand?"

"Thank God, you still recognize me. What's going on? Didn't you rest yesterday? When we were discussing the design, you suddenly fainted. If you don't wake up, we will go to the hospital."

The father of mecha patted his chest and said happily.

“No, nothing, nothing”

The person involved is a little confused, what's the big deal?

At this time, a message prompt pops up in the upper left corner of the line of sight.

[Players are in the midst of history, and as the mecha drawings are being finalized, the replacement for this learning mode is Eldo Hal.]

"?"

"Hal, let me give you two days off first, and take a good rest." The two of them discussed the mecha drawings over and over again, taking the trouble to do so for more than three days.

During this period, I couldn't sleep a wink.

Victor Rand was used to it, but his assistant Hal had never experienced such high-intensity work, so it was normal for him to feel a little uncomfortable at first.

"It's okay, I'm just feeling a little uncomfortable. I'll be fine after taking a breather." He Zhao jumped up immediately after hearing this. Are you kidding me? I have a chance to learn from the father of mechas. Why don't you take a rest?

Damn it, believe it or not, I am 007.

Looking at the assistant who was just sick, he immediately became lively.

Victor Rand was still a little worried. What would happen if he died suddenly during the journey?

"No, take a break"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted.

"Mr. Rand, let us continue our discussion."

have to!

The father of the mecha looked at his assistant, who walked to the drawings beside the table and could only follow helplessly.

Fortunately, the data panel had infused him with the memory of Eldor Hal, otherwise with his level as a three-legged cat, the secret would have been exposed immediately.

Two days later, both parties jointly finalized the first draft of the mecha.

For five days and five nights, Victor could not close his eyes, even if he squinted a little.

He was very sure that the other party was not a cultivator, but just an ordinary human being.

Of course, it would be different if four words were added in front of human beings - scientific researchers.

As we all know, when scientific researchers get angry, the so-called so-called staying up late to cultivate immortality is nothing at all.

You stay up late, just stay up late.

If people stay up late, they can get results!

In a flash, he spent three months in learning mode.

The final draft is out!

Looking at the densely packed manuscript paper and the tall and mighty mechas on it, I felt an uncontrollable excitement all over my body.

A man's romance will soon be born from his hands.

Then, he immediately became busy, signing cooperation contracts with various companies. No one really thought that Victor Rand could afford to build a behemoth like a mecha by himself.

Without the support of wealthy people, the first generation of mechas would probably have been stillborn.

Recruiting workers, customizing parts, and beating the back of the head with busy feet.

"I don't know what it's like outside. I hope the time is the same as the teaching mode. Otherwise." For some reason, a huge meteorite hit his broken spaceship in his mind.

"Hal, the ceremony is about to begin." A staff member greeted.

"Here we come."

What follows is the grandest press conference.

After all, behemoths that could only exist in movies and TV series in the past are about to be born.

Journalists from all over the world flocked here.

The press conference lasted for six hours, leaving everyone exhausted.

"Recuperate your energy today and officially start construction at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

A group of people left, excitedly waiting for the next day.

The next day, hundreds of scientific researchers and thousands of workers started construction in the huge factory.

This is very painful for a ruthless person.

Nothing else. He is not only a first-level scientific researcher, but also an assistant to the father of mecha. He also has to coordinate everyone's food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and maintain communication with various departments.

It’s hard to imagine how the real Eldo Hal managed to avoid sudden death midway through.

At the end of the day, even with his famous ruthless energy, I still felt a little tired.

As soon as I closed my eyes, my mind was filled with endless words from people in various departments.

The next day, business as usual.

On the third day, due to the advancement of progress, I was more tired than the previous two days.

On the fourth day, I held on tenaciously.

On the fifth day, he was a little tired.

The sixth day, the seventh day, the eighth day

Until the thirtieth year.

Mecha, officially completed.

The entire team has expanded from a few hundred scientific researchers to thousands. The number of workers has increased from thousands to almost 10,000.

And the money consumed every day is increasing day by day.

If it weren't for several big business owners, the father of mecha would probably be gone.

Of course, not everyone got off the boat along the way.

It’s just Victor who actually leaves everyone to him to solve.
To be continued...