2659. Chapter 2659 Cutting the Darkness in the Flash (41)
Chapter 2659: Cutting off darkness in the blink of an eye (41)
At two o'clock in the afternoon, in the common room of the Dawn.
"How?" Queeg asked curiously.
"Yes, it's delicious. The black tea is brewed just right. The mellow and mild taste is delicious." Bedivere replied, taking a sip of the black tea and eating it with the small cake made by Queeg: "
What? It turns out you have this kind of talent. You can cook more delicious food in the boat from now on."
"The ingredients are not very fresh," Queeg said.
"It's not that it's not fresh. It's the raw material that Eve synthesized with air and water. There's actually no difference between new and stale." Bediwell shrugged and said, "I know that the freshness of this ingredient is always a little different from real food.
, this is the limit of synthetic raw materials, please be patient."
"But if we can get fresh ingredients"
"In that case, food must be imported from outside the ship. The imported food may be mixed with some strange things, and sufficient quarantine must be carried out every time." The werewolf young man smiled bitterly: "The current quarantine is all done by that guy Nat."
Only he can use the high-power and high-precision quarantine scanner. If his workload is increased, the guy's complaints will double again."
"But"
"I know you want to repay us and make delicious things with fresh ingredients. But just be patient for now." Bediwell continued with a wry smile: "If we have the chance to get off the ship with you, we can go get some."
Use fresh ingredients to cook and eat. At that time, I will ensure that you cook enough at one time, and I can also enjoy it at one time."
"Uh-huh." The young leopard man was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
"By the way, what on earth do you make? Besides simple food like pastries and scones?"
"Basically all the things that the army could make with ready-made materials in the past, um, dry food." Queeg guessed and replied, "Yeah, and also, stew."
"Stew soup?"
"Dragon meat stew, it's a pity that vegetables are hard to find, otherwise it would be more delicious with vegetables."
"Wow, you guys even eat dragon meat," Bedivere snorted. But there seems to be nothing wrong with this matter. During the war with the dragons thousands of years ago, of course, the casualties on both sides were very fierce. On the battlefield
There was nothing to eat, so of course they had to use dragon meat.
The weak eat the strong, is this the principle? Even if an extremely powerful dragon is defeated and dies in a war, it will inevitably end up being cooked as a meal.
Needless to say, the giant dragon must have directly eaten many humans, orcs, and other members of the forces hostile to the dragon clan during the war. The war does not distinguish between right and wrong. It is just to survive. On one side, resources are limited.
On the land, these creatures are competing with each other for survival resources.
"So, is dragon meat delicious?" The werewolf young man asked because he was too curious.
"It's very sweet. But it's poisonous. It requires a lot of work to remove the poison before it can be eaten. It's also too tough and difficult to cook." Queeg recalled: "And some dragon meat is inedible. In addition, the meat of dragon beasts is easy to cook, but sour."
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"Is it really true?" Bediwell knew that dragon blood was "poisonous" and that it could not be used by mortals. Since it is in the blood, of course it is also in the flesh.
Strictly speaking, it is not one kind, but the inherent photons stored in the dragon's body. But the amount of this photon (magic) is too huge, and anyone who drinks dragon blood will be harmed. People who have made contracts with evil stars in the past
Arthur also tried several times to use dragon blood to temporarily enhance his strength, but the cost was of course very high. Arthur once turned his whole body to stone and almost died. Later,
Bediwell couldn't help but feel sad when he thought of this.
"What's wrong with you? Your face suddenly turned pale?" Queeg noticed something unusual in the werewolf youth's expression, and couldn't help but ask: "The cake, isn't it delicious? Is it mixed with strange impurities?"
"It's not just about dragon meat, I have bad memories." The werewolf young man replied.
At that time, Bedivere made an exchange with the Phoenix, trading one life for another, and saved Arthur. However, it was not himself who sacrificed his life for this, but his brother Papalov. On that day
Since then, Bedivere lost his left arm and his brother forever. Everything was burned into eternal ashes by the black flames released by the black phoenix.
"By the way," Bedivere calmed down and continued: "Although I know you can cook dragon meat, several of my friends are actually dragons, and this is no longer the era of war with dragons. So this matter
You'd better keep it as your own secret and don't tell it. If my dragon friends knew that you had cooked or even eaten dragon meat, they would probably be furious."
"Okay. I understand." The young leopard man replied.
"Oh, it is here as expected." Halfway through Beidiville's afternoon tea, Musketeer Nat walked into the lounge to look for him: "Come here, I have something for you."
"What, I haven't finished eating yet," the werewolf young man complained. He didn't have a good lunch at noon, and now he was hindered from even sitting down to have afternoon tea, which made him very unhappy.
"You, you go ahead, I'll take care of things here." Queeg looked at Nat with a slightly frightened look and said obediently. He was caught by Nat for training today, the devil instructor's Spartan style
The training probably left a psychological shadow on this leopard. He is still scared when he sees Nat.
"Tsk, tsk." Bedivere roughly guessed what Queeg was thinking, so he had to stand up and follow Nat: "So, what's going on?"
"Old man Logan helped make this. Dr. Virgil and I also tried to modify it, and the finished product is like this. You can try it on." Nat handed Bediwell the strange dark silver bracelet.
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"What is this?" When Bediwell looked at the bracelet, he felt that it looked very high-tech, not only because it was wrapped in a mysterious alloy on the surface, but also because there were luminous patterns on the ground of the alloy shell that looked like circuits.
There seems to be something sparkling circulating in those lines.
"An external portable terminal." Nat said: "Simply put, with this, you can use what I usually use, which can greatly improve the accuracy of shooting."
"Vegas" Bedivere hummed.
The Vegas system is actually the abbreviation of v.eg.as., which is the visual enhancement universal aiming system. That thing was originally built into Nat's brain and existed as part of the artificial human nervous system.
The system automatically locks the target, and at the same time calculates the wind direction, wind speed, air resistance, bullet exit kinetic energy, bullet fall rate, and a series of extremely complex factors. The system that finally provides visual feedback to the user on hit rate and ballistics is the Vegas system.
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In short, it is a system that can automatically lock on the enemy and shoot to ensure a hit. Because of this system, Musketeer Nat is so troublesome when fighting Bedivere. Although his artillery fire cannot be said to be
He was always on target, but his hit rate was already so high that it was "extremely threatening".
"Originally, if you want to fully exert the effect, you should implant a chip in your brain and use nano-scale golems to transform the nervous system. But I know that it is impossible for you to carry out such a degree of transformation. This is a compromise."
Nutt said: "The visual feedback of the Vegas system will no longer be available. Instead, it will use infrared to automatically aim and correct the posture and angle of your arm when firing based on the calculated trajectory."
"I didn't understand." The werewolf youth was confused.
"Anyway, put it on. Then take the double-loaded revolver and come to the weapons laboratory to test fire it. You will understand after actually using it."
The revolver he was talking about was the one that was assigned to Bediwell not long ago. It was a revolver that could fire lead bullets from the upper and lower barrels at the same time, achieving high-speed continuous firing in six bomb chambers. That thing was originally a seven-barrel revolver.
The weapon with a price of several digits is a long-range suppression weapon that Bediwell must prepare before participating in the Dragon Continent expedition. Does that thing really have a name?
Although Bedivere also knew what Nat was talking about, but
"Shuguang" Bedivere said with a drop of sweat on his forehead: "What an embarrassing name."
"It's so noisy!" The metal-skeletal android gave the werewolf youth a hard look.
Ten minutes later, Bedivere appeared in the Dawn's so-called "weapon testing room" with the heavy revolver in hand. The bracelet had already been put on, and it didn't seem to make him uncomfortable. After all, the werewolf youth had been in trouble recently.
I have been wearing the silver bracelet that can be injected on my right arm, and I have become accustomed to it. Since this new bracelet is also made by old man Logan, it seems that it can also be injected intravenously into Bediwell's arm, completely replacing the previous one.
The functions of silver bracelets, and new functions have been added.
"Okay. Just stand here and shoot at the target opposite." Nat said.
"So far?" Bedivere frowned. He was at least thirty yards away from the target. And he had never been used to using firearms, so his shooting accuracy was quite poor. Suddenly he hit the target without knowing how to shoot firearms.
Isn’t it a bit overwhelming to have a target that far away?
"Anyway, you try it first. Press your finger on the trigger before firing, and be ready to fire at any time." Nat urged: "I will take care of the rest."
Still simple
The werewolf young man raised his gun a little doubtfully and put his finger on the trigger.
The fleshy pads on the palms of the orcs are a bit of a hindrance. As expected, he is still not suitable for holding guns, but is suitable for using bows and arrows. The only advantage of this revolver is that it can be operated with one hand. But the recoil of firing is so strong that it can numb the hand."
Maybe the "benefits" are also a "disadvantage"?
Bedivere, who was constantly complaining in his heart, was ready to open fire with the intention of giving it a try. However, at this moment, something strange happened. His arm actually started to move on its own, adjusting the height and height of the fire.
Angle. The movement is actually very slight, and ordinary people may not even notice it. But Bediwell can clearly feel the movement of every muscle in his body, and he is also convinced that his arm is not moving according to his own will.
It seems to be sucked by something and it is moving on its own!
Boom!! In surprise, the werewolf youth also pulled the trigger.
Two solid lead weights the size of wheat grains were punched out at an astonishing speed, and then hit the red center, leaving two dents in the red center of the target, which was less than half the size of a palm.