Su Luo frowned slightly: "The situation is urgent, what are you still telling them?"
Seeing Su Luo approaching, Yan Fei ran over quickly.
"Miss Su, please take a step to speak."
Su Luo waved her hand: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Pick out the materials on Beichen's list. I want to use them now."
"Miss Su," Yan Fei was about to cry, "What are you going to do? I saw the materials on Master Beichen's list. They are materials for making a flying intelligence brain. What are you going to do?"
"You've already seen the materials, why are you still asking me? Are you talking nonsense?" Su Luo almost rolled her eyes.
"You, you can't be..." Yan Fei opened his eyes wide and stared at Su Luo with an unbelievable look: "No way? Are you trying to recreate a flying brain?!"
The flight brain is equivalent to the core of the entire aircraft!
But in less than half a day, Su Luo actually said that she wanted to recreate a flying brain? What kind of joke was this!
Su Luo nodded: "The previous flying brain was destroyed by the former emperor. If it wants to be repaired, he must unlock it himself. But he is dead, and it will definitely not be unlocked, so now we have the only way, and that is to recreate it.
A flying brain."
Yan Fei was confused for a moment, and the flight team members behind him were also confused.
"Can't unlock it?"
"Yes, it can't be unlocked." Su Luo said seriously.
Yan Fei smiled bitterly: "If I had known this earlier, Miss Su, you shouldn't have done it at that time."
Su Luo sneered: "So, are you blaming me?"
"No, no, of course not."
How dare Yan Fei blame Su Luo?
The blood flowed like a river that night and the imperial city was destroyed. No one else knew about it, but they, the core members, knew that everything behind the scenes was controlled by the girl in front of them.
"But" Yan Fei smiled bitterly: "There are only six hours now, no, only five and a half hours. You said you want to re-create a brand new brain... How is this possible? You probably don't know, right now, on the fuselage
We spent five hundred years making this flying brain."
Su Luo nodded: "Oh, so, can we sort out the materials now?"
"This is impossible"
"Bang!" Su Luo kicked the door behind them directly.
Everyone was frightened by Su Luo's crisp side.
"Ziyan Beichen always sleeps"
"exist"
"You select the materials according to the list above." Su Luo threw a sword, "If anyone objects, they will be killed without mercy!"
For a moment, Su Luo's powerful aura exploded.
Everyone present was shocked, and they all looked at Yan Fei.
Yan Fei touched his nose.
If it were in the past, he would naturally want to stop it, because it seemed impossible to do so, but thinking of the palace that was filled with blood that night...
Yan Fei let out a long sigh: "Forget it, just give Miss Su whatever she wants."
There is another subtext he did not say: it will all fail anyway.
After saying that, Yan Fei put his hands behind his back, shook his head and walked out of the building.
"Master Yan, there are many people gathered outside."
The people below rushed up and reported to Yan Fei: "They are all people riding this aircraft. They are asking whether the aircraft can fly today?"
Yan Fei looked back at the closed door, then at the crowd in front of him, shook his head and said: