Yuexiris, Chris's palace, Andrea closed the book in her hand and looked at Chris who was sitting beside him drawing pictures.
She had heard that this great emperor was once the true "humanoid self-propelled plotting machine" within the Elanthir Empire.
The emperor once stayed up for two days in a row just to build the world's first new smelting boiler.
In fact, there are boilers in this world, and smelting metal is not a rare thing. But Chris modified the boiler, which greatly improved Siris' metallurgical technology at that time.
With the rise of the Airanhill Empire, countless technical personnel were trained, and everyone began to gradually forget that the powerful man sitting on the throne was actually more like a technical geek...
This technology master built the world's first cannon in Serris, designed and manufactured the first Mauser 98K rifle, and formed the world's first grenadier infantry regiment.
Similarly, this emperor personally designed the world's first train, participated in the manufacture of the world's first car, and also presided over the design of the first airplane.
In short, this emperor is a legend, a "god of technology" who has made more technical contributions than any engineer, and an almighty emperor who is pragmatic and understands technology!
Of course, now Andrea knows that it was Chris who got that "inheritance" and received a gift from another civilization after spanning ten thousand years.
She stretched out and her graceful figure was on full view - unfortunately, no one in this room could appreciate this beautiful view.
Chris, who was supposed to be feasting his eyes, was currently using a computer to draw a very complex design drawing.
"You've been working for nine hours straight and haven't even had lunch." Andrea finally couldn't help it and interrupted Chris, who was forgetting to eat and sleep.
Chris was still looking at the computer screen, correcting some data on the drawing: "I'm not hungry, dear."
Compared with the emperor of an empire, Chris at this moment is more like an engineer working overtime at home.
He scratched his head casually, grabbed the water glass next to him without looking at it, and took a sip of bitter tea. The bitter and sweet taste lingered on the tip of his tongue, which instantly restored Chris's energy a lot.
"How can I help?" Andrea tilted her head, the sling on her shoulders slipped off, and she leaned slightly closer to Chris on the sofa and asked.
"Keep quiet!" Chris replied nonchalantly as he typed something quickly on the computer keyboard.
For a straight man to reach this stage, he is still able to win over a beautiful woman. Rather than saying that Chris has overwhelming power and can do whatever he wants, it is better to say that he is really lucky...
Andrea let out a long sigh, then blew away a strand of long hair that fell to her face, her pointed ears twitched twice, and she picked up a book about the miracles of the elves from the coffee table.
The books started to read.
She has a long life, more than a thousand years, and knows that reading is actually the best way to pass this boring time.
Over the past thousand years, she has gained countless knowledge through this method and has become a qualified queen of the elves.
This is a palace belonging to the royal family, and this room is also a private space that belongs entirely to the two of them, so Andrea is dressed very homely, a bit like a girl next door.
Chris didn't wear his enviable white uniform, he just wore pajamas casually, and he didn't even have time to shave off the stubble on his face.
On a table not far away, His Majesty the Emperor's lunch was placed, which included fresh beef, scallops and fresh magic shrimp sashimi.
It is a pity that these expensive ingredients were not touched at all. Chris did not eat them and Andrea did not touch them.
Ever since he saw the scars on the Wind Spirit 004 escape spacecraft, Chris spent most of his time doing technical work.
In addition to a speech to speed up the end of the war, and two military meetings, he was just in front of the computer, desperately sketching the future of the Eilanhill Empire.
"Using various materials to design the shell of a nuclear fusion reactor is a very troublesome task." An hour later, Chris finally stretched himself and liberated himself from the complicated work.
He didn't even review the electronic memorials in the past two days, and most of the empire's operation work was left to Des.
The Emperor of the Eilanhir Empire twisted his neck, and then looked at Andrea, whose curves were undulating and full of temptation on the sofa.
Andrea closed the book and looked at Chris - she was also a former ruler, so she was far less interested in things about men and women than in nuclear fusion reactors.
Thus, the topic was determined.
"Isn't the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft dismantled? There are examples of finished products, why do you still worry so much?" Andrea asked curiously.
"Actually, the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft uses the principle of electromagnetic shielding... They didn't solve the material problem, they just found a way to bypass it!" Chris replied while rubbing his neck.
He walked around his desk, walked to the dining table nearby, reached out, grabbed a piece of cold scallop, and stuffed it into his mouth.
A fishy smell rushed into his throat, and the cold scallops were not actually delicious, but Chris started chewing them without even frowning.
Who would have thought that the emperor, who had almost unified the world, would lead such an "ordinary" life every day.
"Then why are you still here thinking about it?" Andrea's idea is very simple. Since there are existing examples, can't you just copy them?
"That's what I thought at first." Chris sighed dejectedly, then tried to squeeze the entire steak on the plate with his hands, and finally gave up the ridiculous idea of grabbing it all.
"Don't eat cold ones. I'll ask Luther to bring you a new one." Andrea grabbed her pajamas from the sofa, picked up a remote control at the same time, and pressed the call button on it.
At this moment, the former Queen of the Elf Tribe looked like a wealthy lady, looking at her master with distress.
"Thank you." Chris looked at the completely cold and wasted lunch with regret, and then continued to talk about the topic of fusion reactors: "But the original reactor design has some... problems, I need to make some improvements."
