"Go to the Sequence Workshop and report. I will have someone arrange a workshop and assistant for you. If you have any requests, you can tell Major General Catherine. In short, if you cooperate, everything will be easy to say. If you play tricks on me, Sergeant, I don't need to remind you that it won't be good. " Russen patted Allen on the shoulder and said, "As for Her Highness Lucy, you can rest assured that she will do well here."
Allen didn't have the guts to make things difficult for Lucy, the Empress of Adahua Planet. Unless Russen was prepared to commit suicide, he wouldn't dare to treat her lightly.
Russen waved his hand and Catherine stood up and said, "Come with me."
Allen obeyed and left the command building. In front of her, Catherine's footsteps were swaying. She was young, but her tyrannical strength and year-round training caused her body to be filled with violence. This caused Catherine to unconsciously carry a certain rhythm as she walked, especially her body wrapped in a military uniform. Even though her skin wasn't exposed, the tight-fitting military uniform that was made to fit her body emphasized her curves even more.
Especially since this girl was also known as the Grim Reaper, cold-blooded and beautiful mixed into a unique temperament. Along the way with Catherine, Allen discovered that most of the men in the base would turn their heads frequently. Naturally, the object of their heads would not be him, but the young major general who had performed beauty and death to the extreme.
Walking into the elevator, when the door closed, it was as if Allen and Catherine were the only ones left in the world. As the elevator slowly went up, Catherine lowered her voice and said, "Meet me here tonight. If you dare to shirk, I'll tell Russen that you have a strange power. Or an Origin Tool, or a talent. In short, I won't forget the other Origin Energy you suddenly used when we fought at Blood Hawk Base … "
As she spoke, she quietly stuffed a note into Allen's hand.
Allen's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Catherine. The latter left him a side face, expressionless, as if he hadn't said anything just now.
The elevator door opened and Catherine strode out. Allen could only follow behind her. This feeling of being led by the nose was very uncomfortable. At that time, the Abyss Devil praised Catherine for successfully repelling the terrifying Origin Energy that was like the waves of the Nether River after crossing a wave of Demon Origin Energy. It was almost as if the Origin Tool was instinctively protecting its master, and it wasn't under Allen's control.
Catherine could clearly feel it, but even she couldn't tell what kind of power it was or how it was born. However, she was certain that Allen still had some secrets on him. If she told Russen that he could repel Katherine with that power alone, Russen might be willing to send him to the operating table for dissection. Allen was unable to predict the reaction of that extremely shrewd general.
It was already troublesome enough to provoke Russen, but now even Catherine was determined to eat him. Fortunately, Catherine did not seem to have told Russen about this, and the two of them might not necessarily cooperate sincerely. The law of the jungle advocated by the spread of death allowed the army to maintain a sufficient desire to fight. On the other hand, it also caused internal conflicts. Just like the two sides of a coin, there are always advantages and disadvantages.
"This is Mr. Colin, the supervisor of the workshop."
The Sequence Workshop of Shadow Stronghold was more than three times larger than Blood Eagle Base, occupying an entire floor. There were a hundred assistants and a few rank two and three technicians. Supervisor Colin was a Level 1 technician, a level certified and authorized by the Federation. A Level 1 technician wasn't far from a Master.
Colin was over fifty years old and short. With a smile on his face, he shook Allen's hand and said, "I've long heard that General Russen is going to transfer an amazing talent from elsewhere. I didn't expect to see you so soon. It's an honor. May I know who Sergeant Allen's teacher is? "
At the end of Allen's reply, Katherine said impatiently, "Mr. Colin, Sergeant Allen has an important mission. Please arrange a workshop, assistants, and related equipment for him as soon as possible."
"Yes, yes, yes, Major General. I'll do it now."
A moment later, Allen was brought to a separate workshop. Only a Level 2 technician or above was qualified to be equipped with this kind of single workshop. Allen obtaining the right to use it was undoubtedly an indirect recognition of his skills. This made many people in the workshop red-eyed, but Katherine had brought him here, so no one dared to say anything. Colin called a young female assistant, Dave, and said, "Sergeant Allen, if you need anything, you can ask Dave. She will meet all your needs."
He even winked at Allen, making people feel that Colin's words had a pun. After Colin left, only he and his female assistant were left in the studio. Dave was ordinary in appearance, but she was young and in the golden age of her life. The swollen twin peaks almost burst the buttons of the shirt, and the indescribable youthful vitality was surging. She also had many suitors in the workshop, and there was even a Level 3 technician who was chasing after her fiercely.
Dave was about to be captured. After all, this was the spread of death, and technology was also a kind of strength. She could get a technician, and her little assistant could change her fate. She didn\'t expect Colin to let her be Allen\'s assistant today, which made Dave overjoyed. One had to know that the man who pursued her was not qualified to use the studio.
In the following period of time, Allen felt that the female assistant was too intimate. She would always use a certain posture, so that from Allen\'s point of view, she could easily see some scenery that she shouldn\'t have seen. For example, the faintly discernible mountain range under the collar, or the faint flash of light in the narrow skirt, or even some of her elastic parts "coincidentally" touch Allen\'s arm or somewhere else when she handed over materials or tools.
Unfortunately, Allen was in no mood to talk to her. Just dealing with Russen and Katherine would drain him of his energy, so how could he have time to deal with the teasing of a female assistant? Allen first spent the morning writing down some of the information about the Fire Fighting Rifle, including some data and sequence diagrams. Allen had already thought about it. He would give Russen a complete set of information. However, in this information, he would make the necessary modifications to some key data.
For example, the Origin Energy requirement of the Flame Fighting Rifle would increase from the previous Level 5 or 6 to at least Level 8. The Origin Energy requirement of Level 8 would brush down a large number of candidates. Moreover, the previous three had been adjusted to one. As for power, it would only increase a little. In this way, such a magical energy weapon was not far from a first-grade magic weapon.
However, it did meet the requirements for Origin Energy practitioners below Level 10. As for whether Russen would eventually produce such a useless weapon, it was not in Allen\'s consideration.
In the afternoon, Allen had nothing to do, so he used his brain to connect to the Federation\'s database, intending to search for information about Russen or Katherine. However, he quickly discovered that he did not have the authority to look up information about these two people. Not to mention them, with Allen\'s current authority, information above Second Lieutenant was top secret to him. Allen thought for a moment and searched the public information of Shadow Stronghold.
However, he still needed a public password for the spread of death. Naturally, Allen did not have it. He looked at the assistant and said, "Miss Dave, I need to look up some public information. Please tell me what the public password is."
Hearing this, Dave raised her head and smiled without saying a word. Her high heels stepped on sexy steps as she walked over. He squeezed into the distance between Allen and the table, and then his entire body was almost lying on the table, forming an ambiguous posture with Allen. Allen hurriedly retreated a little more. Dave finished typing the password and turned around to lean against the table. Her legs were crossed and she giggled, "Sergeant, is there anything else you need?"
His eyes were overflowing with spring waves, and his two peaks rose and fell slightly. Dave was almost certain that any normal man would not be able to stand her current appearance. If it was anyone else, they would have pounced on him long ago. Although this was a place of work, there were some men who liked to have an affair in this kind of scene.
Allen sighed and said with a headache, "Miss Dave, I admit you are charming. But I have more important work to do now, so do you think you can move aside a little? "
Dave could only helplessly move aside, comforting herself that at least he admitted that I was charming. It was just that the time was not right.
Allen didn't know what she was thinking, nor did he care. After Dave entered the password, the public information about Shadow Stronghold appeared on Allen's brain screen. Unfortunately, there were too few words about important people like Russen or Catherine, so it was difficult to deduce the relationship between the two of them. Allen had a headache. At this moment, Dave brought him a cup of coffee. Allen's heart skipped a beat. He picked up the coffee and took a sip. He smiled and said, "If only everyone in Shadow Stronghold was as warm and friendly as Miss Dave."
Hearing Allen praise her, Dave said with great emotion, "What, has Allen been wronged?"
"That's right. When I moved into the dormitory yesterday, I fought with the soldiers." Allen touched the corner of his mouth.
"So that's how it is. Speaking of which, those soldiers are all barbarians." Dave also nodded.
Allen deliberately smiled bitterly and said, "The officers here may not be so polite, just like Major General Catherine. You probably don't know how I was' invited 'by her."
Dave's eyes widened and she said, "So you are …"
She thought that this was an opportunity to get closer, so she deliberately moved a chair over and sat beside Allen. She stuck her head into Allen's ear and said, "You just arrived, so you might not know. Although Major General Catherine is beautiful and young, there aren't many men in the base who dare to pursue her. Those who dared to pursue her were either crazy or had bad hobbies. Catherine is a very scary girl! "
Taking advantage of the opportunity to get closer, Dave almost pressed her breasts into Allen's hands. As long as Allen stretched his hand forward, he could easily grasp the proud peaks. In this situation, it was hard to tell who was eating whose tofu. He could only pull back his hand calmly and ask, "Why do you say that?"
"Because Catherine, I heard she was raised for a dangerous species." Dave blew into Allen's ear.
Allen was stunned and said, "Dangerous species?"
Dave thought he was interested and said, "Yes, it seems to have been raised by a dangerous species called a king snake. So you say, isn't that kind of girl dangerous? "
Allen found it inconceivable that Catherine had actually lived with dangerous species, and was a high-grade dangerous species like the Black Twilight King Snake.
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