Wang Ming had long known that Fatty Luo was a somewhat famous smith, but this just happened to confirm a rumor: the more outstanding an elite was in a certain field, the more they would more or less have some quirks that others didn't know about.
It looked like this Fatty Luo wasn't just a Sword Lingkong, he was also a die-hard fan of Jingke!
At this rate, he was going to become a Sasaeng fan!
Hence, Wang Ming patted Fatty Luo on the shoulder and said in an unusually sincere tone, "That … Brother Luo, don't you think you might be a little perverted?"
Fatty Luo scratched his head, his big belly shaking, and there was a very strange expression on his face. "What's wrong with a man being a little perverted?"
Wang Ming, Odd Zhuo, Little Silver and Wuji: "…" This guy was hopeless!
Wang Ming waved his hand and didn't argue with Fatty Luo anymore.
A gentleman had to do the right thing. Wang Ming decided to use his "gentlemanly" behavior to influence Fatty Luo and turn him from the perverted path to the right, so that he wouldn't sink even deeper. Otherwise, when that happened, Fatty Luo would truly be consigned to eternal damnation.
He definitely couldn't let that happen.
Thus, Wang Ming sighed in his heart and said to Fatty Luo, "Come help me. I also have the blueprints for the mecha armor; it should be faster if we work together."
"How long will it take?" Little Silver asked.
"Ten or twenty minutes," Wang Ming said.
Fatty Luo now had all the materials and could be Wang Ming's assistant. Most importantly, the first mecha armor hadn't been completely scrapped yet, which was the most crucial point.
After they left the remains, Wang Ming would definitely use the research institute's equipment to develop a second generation mecha armor.
But because he currently lacked the relevant computing equipment, he could only make some basic repairs based on the first mecha armor. Furthermore, after the battle with Ghost Head Blade just now, Wang Ming felt that it was necessary to modify the data of the spirit power cannons on his left and right arms after a test.
Especially in the area of recoil.
He had to avoid being sent flying in the opposite direction every time he fired the cannons.
…
Next to the tranquil lake, Odd Zhuo and the others waited for Wang Ming and Fatty Luo to work together to repair the first mecha armor.
Odd Zhuo had only replied to Wang Ling that Wang Ming had been found; the others hadn't received any news so far, because it would still be a long time before they reached the area with the abnormal space fluctuations.
However, they used Wuji's Space Shift ability and instantly arrived at the coordinates …
If he reported at this time, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
Thus, Odd Zhuo felt that it would be better to wait for a while before saying it …
Roughly ten minutes later, Wang Ming took off his goggles and got up from his crouching position. "It's been repaired!"
Curious, Odd Zhuo and Little Silver leaned over to take a look and saw that the ground was littered with spare parts of the first prototype, while Wang Ming was holding a palm-sized disk in his hand. This disk glowed faintly, and was none other than the core hub of the energy storage ring.
Previously, Wang Ming had already connected the core hub to Rolling Wheel to replenish its spirit power. Rolling Wheel had its own light energy system, and as long as there was light, its spirit power would recover bit by bit.
So when Wang Ming extracted spirit power, he didn't hold back at all.
"Watch me."
Wang Ming grinned and connected the core hub to the connector on his chest. Then, as if they had been given life, the spare parts scattered on the ground swiftly gathered around him and covered him.
"As expected of Teacher Wang … this is the first time I've seen this kind of intelligent mecha armor." Fatty Luo clicked his tongue in wonder.
Wang Ming: "It's nothing."
Fatty Luo: "Does this mecha armor have a name?"
Wang Ming: "Yes, the first prototype Wang Ling One!"
Odd Zhuo was startled. "Wang … Wang Ling One?"
"That's right." Wang Ming nodded. "I gained new inspiration from Brother Luo's mechanical arm, and strengthened the durability of Wang Ling One's arms to ensure that when I fire the spirit power cannon, my own arms won't be in severe pain. Apart from this, I also added a recoil corrector and a dead-fish-eye laser. Now, my eyes can fire spirit power laser cannons! "
"…"
"Of course! These aren't what I'm most proud of; what I'm most proud of is Wang Ling One's … tongue! "
As soon as he said this, Wang Ming straightaway operated the mecha armor to stick out its tongue. "I was also inspired by Brother Luo. But unlike Brother Luo's tongue ability to identify materials, I've added a new function based on Brother Luo's! By the way, after I stuck out my tongue just now, did you feel the urge to hit me? "
"Yes!" Odd Zhuo nodded, his cheeks beaded with sweat.
He had indeed felt that way; he had almost been unable to restrain the urge to punch Wang Ling One just now!
For some reason, he felt that after Wang Ling One stuck out its tongue, it was especially asking for a beating!
Wang Ming: "This is mocking me. I added a visual capture device to my tongue, and this device sends a mocking signal to the brain … You can also think of it as mocking a group by sticking out its tongue."
Everyone: "…"
Fatty Luo was utterly astonished by Wang Ming's invention, and directly asked Wang Ming the same question he had asked before, "Teacher Wang, don't you think you might be a little perverted?"
"Perhaps."
Wang Ming nodded. "But my perversion is clearly different from yours!"
Fatty Luo: "???"
Wang Ming: "You're a covert pervert, but I'm a blatant one! Do you dare call your mechanical arm Jingke One? "
Fatty Luo sucked in a cold breath. "…"
Odd Zhuo, Little Silver and Wuji: "…"
…
…
A chubby figure appeared in the depths of the jungle to the east of Beast King's Remains.
After a short while, a black shadow landed behind him.
"Senior brother," the black shadow said.
"Is everything settled?"
"I've already rescued the children who fainted in the chaos, so my whereabouts shouldn't have been exposed."
"Mm, that's good." Old Antique nodded.
Then, he turned around and looked at Taoist Taotie. "I've already personally cleaned up that Ghost Head Blade for our sect, and wasted one of my void chalks … He should have been our third junior brother, but in the end, he went astray. Killing ten thousand people was just a test of our sect's wits. I'm guessing that he didn't get the complete secret manual, and missed the second half. "
"In a while, I'll personally investigate Ghost Head Blade's former residence and retrieve the secret manual so that it doesn't fall into someone else's hands …" Taoist Taotie also felt that this was a great pity.
"By the way, what do you think of that mysterious senior, senior brother?"
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