Chapter 203 Cute (Please Subscribe)

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For half a day, Wayne stayed in the studio.

First, he completed the production of twenty-five explosive sniper rifles, and then engraved runes on the parts produced by Type Zero with mechanical puppets, and assembled them into new mechanical puppets.

Twenty-one of them belong to Black Jack and Menor, and the rest are weapons prepared for Zero and all mechanical puppets to strengthen their attack methods.

"finished."

After assembling two mechanical puppets, Wei En used the puppet manipulation technique to control them to take a few steps, and also tried to activate the rune arrays on them.

After all tests showed no problems, he handed over control to Type Zero, ""

"Father, including me, there are four mechanical puppets."

Zero looked at the other three brand-new mechanical puppets, "Driver Baba, look, can you tell which one is me?"

"Chest!"

The driver pointedly pointed out the difference between the Zero and the ordinary [Iron-Hearted Furious].

"Chest?"

Zero-type lowered his head and looked at the flashing rune core on his chest, then looked at the three mechanical puppets, observed them for a few seconds, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Their runes are not turned on?"

"Well." Wei En was also looking at these mechanical puppets, "Your rune core is always on, and they will only activate the power of the rune circle when the operator activates the spiritual rune."

"But during the battle, as long as you don't speak, no one should be able to tell the difference between you."

"Then I know!" Type Zero waved his iron fist vigorously a few times, "During the battle, I will hide first and control them to fight. At the critical moment, I can shoot cold arrows and give them a hard blow."

"Huh?" Wei En looked at him in surprise, "Is this your own strategy?"

"Do you think this is okay?"

"Yes, of course."

Wei En's face looked a little weird. This fighting method was very much in line with the style of the wizards of the mechanical puppet system, but their bodies were not mechanical bodies like Type Zero.

"In addition, these explosive sniper rifles are specially prepared for you. Just use them in future battles."

"gun?"

Zero quickly picked up an explosive sniper rifle and circled excitedly, "I also have a weapon, which is great! By the way, there are also theirs!"

As he spoke, he also controlled the other three mechanical puppets to pick up the sniper rifles, line them up in a row, aim in a decent manner, and pull the trigger.

"Is that so? Father."

Wayne: "..."

He watched the movements of Zero and the mechanical puppets, and silently made a note in his mind that he would teach them marksmanship later.

It is not difficult to see from their posture that their marksmanship is equivalent to shooting from the side...

Of course, there is good news.

That is, from their uniform movements and identical postures, it can be seen that Zero has the ability to control three mechanical puppets.

But for now, he can control up to two more mechanical puppets.

He already understood that the number of mechanical puppets Type Zero could control was limited by the level of his puppet manipulation skills.

The fifth-level puppet manipulation technique can only control up to five mechanical puppets.

Thinking of this, Wei En asked the driver to summon the mechanical door, "Let them enter the mechanical door first, and bring all the sniper rifles with them."

"oh."

After a while, Zero reluctantly handed over the sniper rifle to the mechanical puppets, and then controlled them to first throw all the sniper rifles into the mechanical door, and then get into the door.

"Go ahead and make two more mechanical puppets. But this time, you will complete the engraving of the runes yourself."

"Okay, Father."

Zero cheered up, looked at the driver and the others with his gear eyes, and made a cheering gesture.

There was still plenty of time, and Wei En wanted to let Zero get more familiar with the process of making mechanical puppets. This time, he did not let him control the mechanical puppets and make them together.

"When the production is finished, your job will be easy."

"I see……"

Then, Wei En observed Zero's movements for a moment, and after confirming that his help was not needed for the time being, he returned to the workbench and took out a blank parchment and started writing.

"Topic: Research on the integration and transformation of undead and machinery..."

After these two days of making mechanical puppets and explosive sniper rifles, Wei En realized his own shortcomings more clearly, especially the vast amount of rune knowledge obtained from the panel, many of which he did not master.

The same problem also occurs with those spell skills.

He is not yet precise about the timing and effects of spell casting during combat, and his control is insufficient.

For example, when the corpse explosion technique is cast in the sea, he has no way to control the scope of the spell.

If any of his companions were within the explosion range at that time, once they were infected with the disease, he could only watch as they were contaminated and exploded by the corpse explosion technique...

Therefore, in the following voyage, Wei En decided to strengthen his mastery of various abilities and knowledge.

With his ability in spells, he can become familiar with the effects of spells during battles with abyssal creatures or at sea.

As for knowledge related to runes, mechanical puppets and potions, he could only try to learn through work in the research institute.

but……

"What should the process of researching a project be like?"

Whether in his previous life or in this world, Wei En had no experience in this area.

What kind of experiments, samples, instruments, etc., he just knew the names.

But as to how to carry out research and to what extent it would be considered fruitful... he has no idea at all!

Wayne looked at the items listed on the parchment, frowned and thought for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth and continued writing, "In this case, let's simply set a higher goal - to promote Sharapova to the position of ruling. , No, the legendary level is the research target!”

The legendary undead and mechanical fusion transformer are the research targets. Even if he fails, I believe no one will doubt his research ability...right?

While Wei En was busy, three people and one zombie were sitting at the dining table outside the studio, having a very "friendly" exchange.

"...I'm sorry, Ms. Claire, I refuse to join your escort team." Pafla said firmly.

Claire chuckled while trimming her nails: "Then you are willing to be a maid here? I don't quite understand your thoughts~ Is being my guard worse than a maid?"

"No," Pafula said sternly: "I have already remembered your identity. Compared to the aberrant wizard, as a Dawn believer, I will never work for a heresy like the Eternal Life Society!"

"Even if I threaten you with the followers of Dawn?"

"Hmph! According to some records of the church, the number of Dawn believers slaughtered by the Eternal Life Society over countless years has even exceeded the total population of a kingdom!"

"Oh, is that so?" Claire showed a charming smile, "What if I told you that Wayne has also joined our Eternal Life Society?"

"he……"

Pafula's expression froze, "He, isn't he a wizard from the Ghost School?"

"That's the fact." Claire put away the knife and stood up. "No one stipulates that wizards cannot become members of the Eternal Life Society. Even the Ghost School does not have such a rule, right?"

"I……"

Before Pafula could finish speaking, Claire raised her hand and interrupted: "You should know that neither he nor I can have too much ill will towards you, but this is not the basis for you to always talk about the glory of the dawn. !”

"I can accept your not joining the Guards, but if you continue to use the Dawn Doctrine to restrain the behavior of everyone here, then I guarantee you will regret it!"

"Since you know my identity, you should know that if I am willing, all the believers in the dawn of a city will die overnight..."

Claire raised her hand and gestured on her neck, "Believe me, you won't want to see that."

After the words fell, she said hello to Tina and Sharapova, turned around and walked towards the training area, but she thought helplessly in her mind: She couldn't even threaten her... Good authority? Damn it!

Pafla looked at Claire's leaving back, biting her lip lightly, with crystal tears in her eyes.

Great Dawn, what should I do?

"Actually, Wayne did not join the Eternal Life Society before Custer."

After Claire entered the training area, Sharva stared at the Gonzalez language on the parchment and said stiffly: "It was you, the Church of Dawn, the nobles and the parliament, who forced him to make such a choice."

Um?

When Pafula heard Miss Zombie's words, she wiped the corners of her eyes and asked doubtfully, "Didn't the Director of the Secret Service Department and Wei En do what happened there?"

"The results will always be somewhat different from the reality." Sharapova raised her head, her pale eyes and the mechanical eye staring at Pavla, "Before that night, Wayne had no idea of ​​harming other people."

"Although I have not experienced what happened that night, from the conversation between Wayne and Claire during this period, I know that it was the nobles and the Dawn Church who caused the tragic situation that night. It was their joint persecution that led to the Secretary Do something like this for a long time.”

"As for Wei En, he just wants to survive. Just like the undead creatures occupying the mountains in the world of the undead, if he doesn't devour other undead, he will be trampled under his feet forever."

"is that so?"

When Pafula thought about her contact with Wayne during this period, it was difficult to imagine what he was like before.

What kind of experience made him become such an "evil" person now?

Perhaps, the feedback from the authority is real...Wayne is not evil...

Sharapova didn't speak any more. She could say these words just because she didn't want this woman who exuded a "good smell" to misunderstand Wei En, that's all.

Tina on the side is focused on learning Gonzalez language, as if they don't exist.

She only had the clown doll in her hand. After hearing the words of these ugly women, she began to maliciously speculate on what kind of follow-up they would have with Wayne.

Is it "Ludwig's Tragedy"?

Or "Bill Keel's Comedy"?

Or "Da Silva's passion"?

It couldn't be Da Silva. The young wizard looked much uglier than him. How could he attract the Beloved of Dawn?

Little zombie and little white hair, well... choose one from the two at most, no more!

"O, Cody, Pee."

"Good zombies."

Sharapova translated this Gonzalez phrase and used her mechanical arm to hold a quill and try to write those complicated strokes on the parchment.

"Tina, be kind, Cody."

The white-haired girl followed suit. She opened her little mouth slightly and muttered something in a cold tone. After seeing Miss Zombie's movements, she wanted to try it, but after looking at the bear doll she was holding in her hand, she directly The clown doll fell on the dining table, "Tina, write."

clown:"……"

He stared at those button eyes, raised his fluffy palm and pointed at himself, are you sure?

I am just a doll, not a lowly noble tutor who is only one level higher than a servant!

Besides, she is not a noble.

At best, she is just a lucky girl who is lucky enough to be favored by the gods and helped by the great forbidden demon clown Mr. Leonard!

"Tina, write!"

Tina stared at the clown doll with empty eyes, her tone became more serious, her fingers moved slightly, and the black lines that could only be seen in her sight slowly wrapped around the clown.

grass!

Who exactly is a forbidden object?

However, just write!

How could these idiots know that Gonzalez is a required course for the Turing royal family - even though they don't learn it well, they absolutely crush everyone present!

The clown doll stood up unsteadily, held a quill pen and dipped it in some ink, pulled out a piece of parchment, stood on the table and drew a few random strokes to complete the writing in Gonzalez.

He put down the quill, turned his head to look at the contents on Miss Zombie's parchment, and grinned with a sarcastic smile.

Stupid zombie, you are 10,000 years worse than a clown when it comes to writing!

Tina looked at the content on the parchment, and there was something strange on her face. She took another look at the "Gonzalez Language Proficiency" in her hand. With a few taps of her head, she could confirm that the handwriting written by the clown was the same as the text on the textbook. The same, even the strokes are more beautiful.

Pavla poked her head out curiously and took a look, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but praise: "It's so beautifully written."

Sharapova noticed the expressions and movements of the two of them, stopped the quill in her hand, moved next to them, and looked at the Gonzalez sentence written by the clown doll...

One second, two seconds later.

Miss Zombie silently rolled up the parchment in her hand, balled up the parchment in her fist, stuffed it straight into her mouth, chewed and swallowed expressionlessly.

"Tina, Ruixi, write!"

The white-haired girl looked at the clown doll again and motioned for him to continue writing another phrase.

Swish, swish, swish.

The clown doll grinned, do you know how powerful I am?

He picked up the quill again and, under the watchful eyes of the three of them, wrote down a perfect phrase in Gonzalez. Even before Tina could continue, he improvised an extra paragraph with the title "Risi". .

"Death is a wonderful journey. The separation of body and spirit gives the soul a wall of confinement and makes the origin lose its tentacles. As the body withers, the spirit and soul merge, and the soul and the origin are more closely connected. Finally, when the blood and flesh of the body completely disappear, the source overflows..."

The clown doll filled a whole piece of parchment with Gonzalez language, then stopped smacking his mouth, dropped the quill, and jumped on the chair, ready to admire the adoring eyes of the three women.

The white-haired girl looked at the content on the parchment, tilted her head and thought for a few seconds, then looked at Sharapova, "Tina, I don't recognize it."

Miss Zombie turned her head and avoided her gaze, "I am Wei Enhui."

"What a perfect handwriting,"

Only Pafula took the parchment with a surprised look and read it, "Although I don't recognize many words, but from the graceful handwriting, it is not difficult to see that the doll...well, this Mr. Clown is very proficient in tributes." Saresian.”

Half a day passed, and she had a preliminary understanding of Tina, Sharapova and the clown doll, but she still didn't understand how a forbidden object could be proficient in Gonzalez.

As far as she knew, even in the chaos of the Third Age, when the gods were still alive, there were very few people who were proficient in the Gonzales language.

She could only guess that Mr. Clown might have been a Gonzalez scholar before he became a taboo?

The clown doll looked at Pavla, its button eyes twinkling slightly, and a satisfied smile on its face.

Orpheus's beloved ones are also good people, and at least their speeches are pleasant to listen to.

As for what Shava said about Wei En's ability to speak Gonzales, although the clown doll didn't want to admit it, he knew that the boy had expertise in Gonzales and knew that it was very easy for the other party to translate that sentence.

Damn, what a talent!

"Tina, Wei En is looking for her."

The white-haired girl took the parchment from Pavla's hand, ran a few steps to the work area, pushed open the door of Wei En's studio, and walked straight in, "Tina, translator."

"Does Wayne speak González?"

Pavla knew that wizards needed to delve into a lot of knowledge from previous eras, and it was normal to know some Gonzalez language.

But judging from Wei En's age, her level is at most the same as hers, a top student from Dawn Church who graduated with honors, and it can't be any higher!

"Good at it."

Miss Zombie sat back in her seat silently and added in a stiff tone: "Very, good at it!"

In fact, she didn't know anything about it. She only knew that these textbooks were brought out by Wei En for them to study, so they should be pretty good.

At least it has to be better than that ugly doll!

Just like that, under the gaze of three people with various meanings, Wayne walked out of the studio holding Tina in one hand and parchment in the other.

"Who wrote it?"

"Tina, the ugly guy wrote it."

clown?

Wayne suddenly realized, walked to the dining table and sat down, looking at the clown doll, "Is what you said above just made up, or is it true?"

The process of death was something he had never been exposed to before, and the withering of the body and the fusion of the soul with the origin, and a few simple words reminded him of the connection between the body, spirit, soul and origin...

Such an internal connection is difficult to obtain a clear understanding without special research or reading of relevant records.

"The process of death will make the body become a cage that imprisons the origin. This statement... is quite novel."

Wayne didn't pay attention to the silence of the clown doll. He thought for a few seconds and asked, "What if the body is burned? What will happen?"

Burn?

The clown doll curled his lips, "The spirit has not been integrated into the soul, and the soul has not strengthened its connection with the origin. What do you think will happen?"

"That's it."

Wei En nodded thoughtfully, "If this is true, it will be of some help to me."

This is not his conjecture, but the several main research directions he proposed just now when he was thinking about the research project.

One of them is about the changes in the transformation process of the undead.

According to his idea, the direction of studying the integration of undead and mechanical transformation must be mainly undead. While retaining the autonomous consciousness of undead creatures, ensure that the mechanical transformation on them can be improved as their strength increases.

Following this line of thinking, he must first figure out the transformation process from corpses to undead creatures, the process of undead creatures improving their strength, and the changing parameters after improvement.

Only by understanding these, can he determine which aspects of the undead creature's abilities should be enhanced mechanically.

If possible, it would be best if the mechanically modified part could complete its evolution independently as the undead creatures improve...

Of course, this may require mechanical components to have autonomous consciousness.

"You, do you understand the content above?" Pafula asked with her mouth wide open as she listened to Wayne and the clown doll.

He actually understands it?

Does it turn out that his knowledge is already so great?

"completely fine."

Wayne glanced at her, then looked at the clown doll, "Mr. Leonard, if there is any need later, I will consult you on some matters."

"Consultation? Me?"

The clown doll jumped on the table, raised its head, grinned and said contemptuously: "What do you think I am? Your loyal servant?"

"Tina."

Wayne ignored the clown's arrogance and left it to the white-haired girl to deal with.

"Tina, get down!"

boom!

"Why??"

boom!

"Damn it, you can't do this to me!!"

boom!

"Tong, agreed, I agree!"

boom……

Tina had no expression on her face and let the clown doll fall a dozen times before stopping, "Tina, be obedient."

"Of course!" The clown lay on the dining table and said with a grin, "I'm very obedient."

Is this right for me?

Boy, just wait for me, I will summon a ruthless beast for you tonight!

Wei En curled his lips and said, "Okay, you can continue studying. I still have things to be busy with."

"etc!"

At this time, Pafula stopped him, "Have you really joined the Eternal Life Society?"

"Um?"

Wayne raised his eyebrows and said, "Claire told you."

"Did you really join? Don't you know how those people in the Eternal Life Society behave? They kill..."

"What does this have to do with me?"

Wayne turned around and walked towards the studio, curled his lips and said: "I don't care about other people's behavior. I have my own ideas. Others...well, including you, I don't care about your opinions and concepts of right and wrong."

"Finally, I would like to advise you, if you have not experienced the pain of others, do not impose your own ideas and perceptions on others. Do you understand? Your Majesty, the lovely Candidate Saint of Dawn!"

"..."

Pafula looked at his straight back, bit her lip, lowered her head silently, and said nothing more.

PS: That’s it for today, there will be more chapters tomorrow!