Summary of the previous chapter: Ma Xiaoquan and Mingfa met Huang Jingming’s student Zheng Yun...
Ma Xiaoquan rubbed the back of his head with an innocent look on his face: "That's not what I meant. I mean, judging from the technological level of the underground world that is ahead of the above world, can the transformation of the Autobots and Decepticons in Transformers be realized?
"
Zheng Yun chuckled and shook his head: "Although the technological level of the underground world is ahead of the above-ground world, we can't do it for the time being like what's shown in Transformers. Well, in a few decades, there should be one
The prototype."
Zheng Yun paused for a moment, unfolded the drawing, looked at it, and said: "Xiao Ma, you gave me this design correctly. Although I can no longer make the same underground detector as the teacher did, I can
According to the patterns and structures in this design, coupled with the current technological level of our underground world...well, I can make a detector to find underground detectors."
"Looking for a detector for underground detectors?" Ma Xiaoquan said with a smile, "Brother Zheng, that's a mouthful, but I understand what you mean. In other words, if you design according to this design drawing, you can make something like
An instrument that can help me find the underground detector, right?"
Zheng Yun nodded: "Xiao Ma, you are right, but I need time..."
What Ma Xiaoquan lacks most now is time, because he will not grow old or get sick. Even if brother Zheng Yun asks him to wait ten or eight years, Ma Xiaoquan will be fine.
"Brother Zheng, how long do you need?"
Zheng Yun thought for a moment, looked at the design drawing again, and said, "It will probably take a month."
"One month?" Ma Xiaoquan stared at Zheng Yun in surprise. Good guy, it only takes one month. Isn't this too exaggerated?
Zheng Yun shook his head and said: "Xiao Ma, don't be surprised. When the teacher was able to make an underground detector, the technological level of the underground world was far from as advanced as it is now..."
Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Brother Zheng, that solar recorder...was it made by Huang Jingming?"
Zheng Yun shook his head: "No, the solar recorder is the joint work of the Victory Eleven..."
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Mingfa and saw an embarrassed look on Mingfa's face.
Doctor, this guy never told himself about this. It's really...
Mingfa coughed and said: "Xiao Ma, since there is still a month left, you can either stay here for a month or go back first."
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a while and said, "I'd better go back. If I stay here for a long time, the time difference there will be huge."
"Jet lag?" Mingfa looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise, "Xiao Ma, did you destroy something that shouldn't be destroyed? Logically speaking, people with the heart of time shouldn't have too big a problem when they physically travel through time.
Jet lag..."
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and said nothing. Speaking of destruction... it was not that serious. It was just that in the late Han Dynasty, in order to return to Yecheng from Nanyang County instantly, Ma Xiaoquan destroyed it with the help of the Heart of Time.
Some rules of space were violated, so Yuan Yi remained asleep afterwards, and Ma Xiaoquan also temporarily lost his immortality and fire-controlling superpowers.
Mingfa looked at Ma Xiaoquan, suddenly grabbed his hand and asked: "Xiao Ma, can you set a fire for me to see?"
Ma Xiaoquan had expected that Mingfa would be like this, so he shook Mingfa's hand away and lied: "Doctor, stop talking about setting a fire and let me show you something more awesome. Humph, Brother Tianxin
Not necessarily." After saying that, Ma Xiaoquan softly evoked Xiaoshuang in his heart.
Upon receiving Ma Xiaoquan's call, Xiao Shuang jumped out from the back of Ma Xiaoquan's neck. This time, Xiao Shuang ran very fast. Almost in an instant, she stood upright in the air.
Mingfa and Zheng Yun were startled and took several steps back.
"Haha, don't be afraid, Xiaoshuang will not hurt anyone without my order." Ma Xiaoquan said with a smile.
Mingfa blushed, shook his head and said, "Xiao Ma, is this the Lan Ming Holy Fire?"
"Oh?" Ma Xiaoquan smiled and asked Mingfa, "Doctor, do you also know about the Lan Ming Holy Fire?"
"Nonsense, didn't your fire-bending superpower come from Tian'er? Do you think I can't tell?"
Ma Xiaoquan was not convinced: "Brother Xin will definitely not be able to do this to me, right?"
Mingfa nodded frankly: "The Lan Ming Holy Fire is a supernatural flame. Tian'er has not studied much about the Lan Ming Holy Fire. He is currently focusing his energy on the Orange Sky Crazy Fire."
"Cheng Tian Crazy Fire?" Ma Xiaoquan had a hint of envy in his eyes, "Brother Tianxin is so awesome."
Mingfa smiled bitterly: "Okay, don't be envious. I'm relieved to see that your fire control ability is still there. At least you have the ability to protect yourself in the Ming Dynasty. Not bad, not bad."
After Mingfa finished speaking, he turned to look at Zheng Yun and said: "Zheng Yun, I will leave with Xiao Ma right now. You can make a copy of the design and return the original to Xiao Ma. Maybe in the Ming Dynasty, Xiao Ma
There is still room for use.”
Zheng Yun nodded, took off his watch, illuminated the dial of the watch on the scroll, and then returned the scroll to Ma Xiaoquan.
"Is this good?" Ma Xiaoquan looked at Zheng Yun in surprise.
Zheng Yun nodded.
"That's awesome, Brother Zheng. Isn't this something like a watch, pinhole camera, or camera?"
Zheng Yun shook his head: "No, it's the stereo scanner I carry with me. As long as I'm interested, I can scan it with this and basically record it completely."
There was a hint of envy in Ma Xiaoquan's eyes, and just as he was about to speak again, Mingfa pulled Ma Xiaoquan out of Zheng Yun's laboratory.
...
On the way back, Ma Xiaoquan was very dissatisfied that Mingfa had just pulled him.
"You brat, do you think I don't know the meaning of your eyes?" Mingfa said while riding the balance car, "The scanner in Zheng Yun's hand is his exclusive equipment, even if it is given to you,
You can’t use it either.”
"Exclusive equipment?"
Mingfa nodded.
"Doctor, do you have one?"
Mingfa hummed: "Uh, yes."
"Do you also want to be like Brother Zheng, a cousin?"
Mingfa shook his head: "I don't like things like watches, so I made it...this..." Mingfa said, lifting up his trousers, Ma Xiaoquan looked at it intently.
Look, I couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing? I knew I wouldn't show it to you," Mingfa said with a red face.
