"Hey, you want to carry the wounded into the boat?" Bediwell was doing errands outside. Hearing Albert say this, he was a little reluctant, "When are you coming? I'm outside, and I can't be there in a moment."
Back to the Dawn. Do you plan to wait for me to come back?"
"No, why don't you just tell Eve, meow?" Albert asked: "As long as you tell Eve that the people I bring here are allowed to use the medical cabin on the ship, then there will usually be no problem, right?"
"Having said that, I still have to confirm who you are sending here. I always feel that you might cause some trouble." Bedivere groaned.
"How can you say this, the most basic thing between people------"
"The most basic trust has long been gone," Bedivere interrupted half-jokingly: "Just when you shamelessly borrowed the medical cabin of my Dawn."
"Tch." The tiger man snorted: "Forget it. When can you come back?"
"It depends on the situation here. It should be within an hour." The werewolf young man looked at the lake in front of him.
"Well, I will take the wounded on the deck of the sand ship and wait for you to come back." The tiger man replied, "Be on time and don't let the wounded wait too long."
"I'll try my best," Bedivere said disapprovingly.
"Are you done talking?" Vivian, who was waiting by the lake, urged impatiently.
"Oh, it's done." The werewolf young man hurriedly cut off the communication and approached the lake.
This lake is actually a lake made of holographic images. There is not a drop of water in the lake, and Vivian's research institute is hidden at the bottom of the lake. Of course, because the research institute was recently attacked by enemies, the current alert level has been raised
At the highest point, there was strong radio wave interference from the "lake surface", which hindered Bediville's communications. Therefore, the werewolf youth did not go down from just now, but processed the communications from Albert at the lakeside.
Let’s talk about it later.
"Camp...?" While Bediwell was dawdling, Seglade also noticed a simple camp set up by the British knights on the other side of the lake: "Why is there a camp over there?"
Meow?"
"Don't pay attention to those guys." Vivian snorted disapprovingly: "That's the Knights of the Round Table Knight Westad. They are stationed there. Their original intention is to protect someone who is active in the research institute. But now he has moved
He has gone to another place, and the people of the Westad Knights are also packing their luggage and will evacuate from this place soon."
"Wait a minute. There is a personal knighthood of the Knights of the Round Table stationed next to the research institute, but the research institute was still attacked, nya?" Leopard man Seglad couldn't help complaining: "Then what else does the Knights of Westad have?"
Use Meow? Wouldn’t it have no effect at all Meow?!”
"It's like that. Those guys are just a bunch of freeloaders." Vivian snorted: "Well, don't say these things about me, understand? Those are actually subordinates of Arthur's Knights of the Round Table.
, let them know that I am slandering them, and things will become more troublesome."
Then don't say it out loud! ------Bedivere couldn't help but murmur in his heart.
"Stop talking. Aren't your friends waiting for you? Then move the quantum furnace away quickly and return to Cairo." Vivian urged.
Bedivere nodded in reply and followed Vivian and Seglade into the "lake". The "lake" forged by the holographic image was as thin as air, and the werewolf youth passed through it in an instant. At the bottom of the lake, there was a slight
In front of the door of the secret research institute that was darkened by one level, Bedivere could clearly see the shocking battle damage on the building.
Most of the entrance door of the research institute was destroyed. It was obviously a large arch that could be used to hold the cages of several large monsters, but it seemed that a large hole had been drilled through by some powerful force, and it was destroyed from the inside out.
.Today, dozens of large engineering golems are still busy repairing the door of the research institute, and the repair process seems to be quite laborious.
"Who attacked the research institute?" Bedivere asked curiously after seeing the miserable state of the research institute.
"It's no longer important who it is. What's important is that I've found a way to get revenge." Vivian replied mysteriously: "Therefore, you don't need to ask. It's meaningless."
Bedivere then fell silent. Vivian, no, more accurately, the British side, was secretly planning something behind Bedivere's back. The matter seemed to be quite big, but King Arthur did not call Bedivere.
Weir went to help. The werewolf youth who was excluded from the plan felt a little unhappy.
"You don't seem surprised at all when you see this research institute?" Vivian asked the werewolf young man tentatively.
"After all, this is not my first time here." Bedivere looked around at the research institute that was damaged in the fierce battle and replied casually.
There are huge holes in the thick walls of the research institute, which must have been drilled through by some kind of large vehicle with a drill or something like that. Bediwell briefly analyzed that the enemy was attacking the research institute from the inside.
The one who carried out the destruction was running from the inside out. He probably robbed a ship or other vehicle from Vivian's research institute and directly used that vehicle to destroy the research institute and escape. But that thing is really
Can it be called a "ship"? The werewolf youth looked at the giant potholes on the wall, and there were traces of tracks on the ground. Real ships usually use photon reflectors to fly, even if they don't fly
At least it will float. But now it seems that the "ship" that left these thick track marks on the ground is not flying at all, but is pushing forward powerfully with its huge weight, coupled with the penetration ability of the drill bit
, and escaped by forcibly breaking through the wall of the research institute. Such a vehicle can hardly be called a "spaceship" anymore. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe it as a "chariot".
The "chariot" was also the predecessor of the iron cavalry tens of thousands of years ago. Bediwell had been King Arthur's little follower and specialized in helping the former King Arthur prepare the iron cavalry, so he knew a lot of relevant knowledge.
In ancient times, the technology of photon reflectors was too immature. Even the anti-gravity generated by the most advanced photon reflectors could not support the weight of the cavalry itself. Therefore, those ancient chariots could not fly at all. Instead, the ancients used a heavy steel
The tracks drive the chariot, allowing the chariot to travel easily on bumpy ground. This kind of heavy, land warfare chariot seems to be called a "tank" or something, but there are very few records in ancient documents.
It is estimated that even the ancients at that time felt ashamed of this bulky toy that could only crawl on the ground, and wished they could abandon it as soon as possible and use a flying [iron ride] instead.
For this reason, "tanks" did not leave a glorious page on the world's historical stage. Photon mirror technology, which has developed rapidly in a dramatic manner, has allowed [iron cavalry] to float and even fly.
Kong was born and came out on top. As a result, history quickly forgot about the chariots that crawled on the ground with tracks. On the contrary, the vehicles that used four wheels to walk on the ground were retained, because the cost of the vehicles was much cheaper than the iron cavalry.
more acceptable to civilians.
Vivian, no, Great Britain actually went against the trend of the times. Instead of developing more powerful spaceships, they instead studied the "chariots" that have been eliminated by history, and let the "ships" travel on the ground on crawlers??
Unable to understand. Bedivere couldn't help showing a look of confusion. What on earth was Arthur planning?
"This is it." While the werewolf youth was thinking wildly, Vivian had already brought Bediwell and Seglade to the place where the quantum furnace was stored.
This should be a forging house...right? Bediwell took a look around and felt something was wrong. The forging house in his impression should be the kind that is always red with fire and full of blacksmiths.
There was the sound of forging, and the room was filled with the smell of coke and steel. Yes, it felt like Odin's father's small stone house. But the forge house in front of him was completely different.
It's really too clean. It would be good to at least get a few golems to pretend to punch iron - well, the golems are busy repairing the research institute, so they don't have time to act.
"Just... take this away?" Bedivere then looked at the strange brick-shaped machine that was about the same height as an adult. This thing turned out to be a furnace, but it was something else.
High-tech quantum furnace.
"Well, wait a minute." Vivian's hair was moving, and three strands of her hair rolled up the large wires behind the quantum furnace until the wires were pulled off: "Okay, there will be no danger after the power is cut off."
You guys move."
"This is precision equipment, please be careful when moving it." Seglade walked to the side of the furnace to prepare to move it, and reminded Bediwell by the way.
"Yes, be very careful when moving it," Vivian also emphasized mischievously: "Once it breaks, it will be over. My research institute is in such a dilapidated state now, and the power supply is insufficient. I want to use the tools and equipment in the research institute.
Repairing such a sophisticated quantum furnace is basically a delusion."
"Damn it, don't put more pressure on me!" Bedivere complained in a fit of laughter and tears. He walked to the other side of the furnace and planned to work together with the Leopard Man youth to lift the brick-shaped heavy object with left and right bows.
"Hey, wait a minute, I haven't stood firm yet------!" However, the more nervous Bedivere is, the easier it is for things to go wrong. His time to move the quantum furnace was earlier than expected.
Segrad's side hadn't even stood firm yet, and the werewolf youth was already trying to lift the furnace.
As a result, of course, the furnace tilted to one side and pressed towards the Leopard Man youth. With such a heavy weight pressing down on the head, even a slight crush would cause serious injuries! Segrad instantly judged that he
Unable to rely on brute force to recover, he had to dodge to avoid being hurt. He instantly shrank aside!
"Oh God!" Bediwell also lost his balance and almost fell forward while carrying the heavy object. No! If this continues, the quantum furnace will be broken! Once it is broken, there is really no replacement.
Taste it! All plans are ruined! Bedivere exclaimed in his heart.
At this extremely critical moment, a circle of golden light suddenly appeared on the mithril prosthesis on his left arm!