After Becoming a Little Sister

Even though she loves someone as a top student with a little bit of intelligence—well, a top student, a top student with a mysterious side, at least she has a bit of ability to suppress the bottom of the box, and can exploit loopholes or something, at the price of becoming a polo pineapple. It is not so thorough to change a few times, but in the end there is still a price to pay.

Now, thanks to the purification of the Q version of Quantum Dragon God, she now has three 3-minute activities, a full 9 minutes of activity time.

Although it sounds like the majestic legion leader's abundant spiritual energy, after being compressed, it is only enough to move on the earth in a gigantic posture for 9 minutes, which is really a bit stretched...

"Ai Ju, are you alright?"

"Ai Ju, are you tired?"

"Ai Ju must be thirsty—I just bought Mingqian Longjing! Would you like to try it?"

The high-level officials from the Ninth Bureau rushed over one after another, asking about their health and well-being. At first glance, they didn't look like high-level people at all.

A group of scientific researchers don't know why, and with their emotional intelligence focused on climbing the technology tree, they always feel that there is a sense of disobedience.

Only the leader saw it clearly, sighed and said to the students who were confused: "Look at what I am doing? You can understand that they have just purchased new weapons and are maintaining them."

Just kidding, an individual who can rub a small sun with his hands, is this comparable to a nuclear bomb?

The Ninth Bureau is probably feeling silly now, what is a strategic armed force?What is low-cost rapid deployment?

This group of warriors killed talents, and they might wake up in a dream tonight, but they don't understand what Alia's existence means to the scientific community.

"Academician, the decision-makers have instructed that please temporarily postpone their individual research plans."

"I see."

"There is another preset question that needs your answer. If Big A loses his restraint in the previous state, how big will the scope be affected?"

"...At least the province we are in is gone. High-intensity plasma is not terrible, but if it can cause radiation similar to solar storms or high-energy charged particle impacts, the blocking effect of the material barrier is minimal, and the high-energy rays released by the opponent It can even directly penetrate hundreds of meters of rock formations, causing great material damage, but—it's strange, the radiation she released before, we haven't detected any harm so far, it's more like some kind of benign catalytic radiation. "

"Is this radiation man-made, or is it a constant release?"

"It should be intentional. I can't make sure that she has the ability or organs to adjust her radiation state, but I can be sure that the high-energy gamma-ray burst she released before and this radiation are absolutely two things."

"Okay, the files here will be encrypted and put into storage soon, and a new confidentiality regulation will be issued later, please read it carefully and sign."

"Um……"

Finally looking at the young girl who seemed to have nothing to do, the academician pushed his glasses, his expression was a little subtle.

"With a human body... in charge of the legendary individual power that only gods have... This is simply a fairy tale..."

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The Earth·Worry-Free Island·Song's Heavy Industry

"Has the data export of the Warrior prototype been completed? I——Zhu Lao, why are you here? Sit down!"

"I'm just here to see what's going on."

"What kind of information do you want to read? I'll deliver it to you in person." Mr. Song looked at the one-armed old man in front of him, and helped him to sit down respectfully: "Why do you have to come all the way so far?" What? You are old now, you need to rest."

The one-armed old man was an engineer--to be exact, a senior engineer with the rank of colonel at the bottom of the Republic's box.

This one-armed old man with only a middle school education has experienced the years of war, and was ordered to retire when he was in danger. The boss of the National Defense Science, Technology and Industry Commission paid three visits to the thatched cottage and personally invited him to come out to develop the third-generation main battle tank.

One of the apprentices he brought out is now an academician of the Academy of Engineering, but he himself declined those honors, saying only that he is a leading soldier.

The stalk of the so-called written evidence is actually an adaptation of the anecdote of the old man back then, but the strength of the king of land warfare in 99 main battles was really brought out in the midst of ridicule.

Song's Heavy Industry first hired Mr. Zhu with a high salary to participate in the research project of man-made giant mechs. The old man didn't even look at the annual salary of tens of millions. You must know that when this old man has billions of scientific research funds in his hand, They all live in tube buildings built in the 60s of the last century.

People really don't care about these things, flattery is considered a horse's ass.

In the end, it was Mr. Song who came to the door in person and brought some research and development progress data of Song's Heavy Industry. The old man became interested and agreed to help improve it.

After all, these projects developed by Song's Heavy Industries are all under the acquiescence of the Republic. For the elderly, the annual salary of tens of millions is not important, but the country's future planning and layout must be done by oneself.

Mr. Song looked at the old man who was still in his 90s, put down the tablet in his hand, and replaced it with another piece of paper information: "Mr. Zhu, take a look at this, the data just exported."

Mr. Zhu wore reading glasses, squinted his eyes and flipped through a few pages, and asked in surprise, "This is... actual combat data?"

"Yes, the previous actual combat data - the machine is over there!"

He pointed to the huge base space facing the central control platform. A huge scarred robot stood in front of them with the restraints buckled like this.

The engineering staff shuttled back and forth, walking on the huge scaffolding corridor, sparks splashed from the giant mecha, and seemed to be doing their best to repair it, but the repair marks looked more like scars after healing. It added a bit of evil spirit to the Warrior mech.

"The mechanical structure is still too ideal... This place, look, the hydraulic design of the right arm is unreasonable... What does this torque mean? Who drove this thing?"

"It's—it's a bit intense, indeed."

"No, no, it's not that the drive is intense, it's that our design is not in place. No matter how intense it is in actual combat, it is reasonable. The impact of the design limit means that we did not give enough redundancy when designing. This is not a problem with the fighters... ..."

Zhu Lao waved his hand, motioning Mr. Song, a layman, to shut up, and carefully looked through the follow-up data.

Mr. Song rubbed his nose and realized that he was flattering the horse's leg again - for this kind of old engineer, he always looks for problems from himself, not "I made it because you can't use it" Such a train of thought.

After a while, Mr. Zhu put down the materials, squinted his eyes through the thick tempered glass, and looked at the prototype mech of the Warrior standing opposite.

"Xiao Song—"

"Hey, I'm here, you say."

"I don't ask who this big guy got into a fight with, but can you get the driver?" Zhu Lao took off his glasses: "If you want to make effective follow-up improvements, you can't do it behind closed doors, you must coordinate user needs."

"I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee that she will come."

"What? Is it a special person?"

"No, it's because she has just entered the special protection process, and she can't go abroad in the short term, but here..." Mr. Song shrugged: "It's not so safe, after all, she was just attacked, so if you want to communicate with her , maybe we need to arrange some time."

Zhu Lao nodded to express his understanding, and then decided to pay a visit.

Since the other party couldn't come because of something, it was normal for him to go to the past—he didn't travel all over the world with dozens of catties of documents back then?

You must know the test and development of the 99 main battle, but the real thing ran from Tiannan to Haibei. What terrain and climate have not been tested?

"Ah, this—" Mr. Song couldn't laugh or cry, but he could only serve the great god carefully: "How about remote communication? You rest here for a while, and I will arrange a video conference for you? This can also play a role in communication !"

No matter how good the old man's health is, he is still in his 90s. If something goes wrong, how can he survive it.

"It's different, this driver is very unusual... When you first designed this thing, it was too theoretical. I always felt that it would be difficult to drive it. If you want to form combat effectiveness, it will be wishful thinking within 30 years. , it doesn’t make sense, but this pilot—either a genius or experienced, the other party should have some understanding and needs of his own, I have to ask face to face, for weapons, it is most appropriate to ask front-line operators .”

"Okay, I'll arrange it for you."

"Well—and, is your plan necessary?"

Elder Zhu seemed to be asking this casually, holding up the last planning form.

On that planning table, the Warrior prototype mecha was ranked first, but there were a series of improved models in the follow-up, which were built and modified almost simultaneously.

This kind of testing machine has not been understood yet, and the act of directly building a production line is like going crazy for heavy industrial production.

Mr. Song glanced at the piece of paper, pursed his lips and remained silent for two seconds, then lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Zhu, I won't hide it from you. You have the authority to understand this matter. We have encountered some threats. Therefore, it needs a corresponding force to match it, and the giant mech is currently the only method that has passed the actual combat test, so..."

"So these hellos are necessary—okay, I see, go get busy."

Mr. Zhu took a deep breath, put on his glasses slowly, and continued to read the information: "I'm old, and I may not be able to do anything, but while I'm still alive, I will try my best to help you pass it—— I hope my old man can be of some help."

"Zhu Lao was joking, with you here, we can feel at ease."

"I just did a little bit of work, and what's the name of your blank organization?"

"...The Emperor's Project Titan Beast, and the TPC response organization."

PS: I don’t know what to say, I wish you all good health

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1210 1147-Reading Comprehension of Dolls

"The boss was originally a college student, but later he was in trouble, and his wife also ran away. Finally, he picked up the craftsmanship passed down in his family and opened a barbecue restaurant here."

"This reminds me of a song, there is a tavern in the south~ Big bowls are used to serve food in the tavern~~"

Aliya hummed a song and poured a glass of beer into the glass in front of her: "29 years ~ the world is cold and warm, three lives are lucky to have this full moon..."

In the middle of the moon, there were not many customers around the entire barbecue stall. The only two tables seemed to be eating, but they were actually carefully observing the surroundings.

Ninth Bureau field service—and it is also the most elite heavy equipment field service, the kind that is fully armed even in the Republic.

Under the seemingly sturdy casual clothes of the opponent, there is a whole set of defensive weapons that can be deployed at any time, without any active equipment.

They have only one duty, and that is to block the gun for Alia. Even if they are the last ones to die, they have to stand until the country's support arrives.

Before that, as long as there is still a breath, Alia cannot be hurt. Losing a hair is considered treason.

Aliya doesn't agree with this high-standard protection, but the National Academy of Sciences has repeatedly suggested strengthening protection after analyzing the data.

Although for Aliya, no other means of attack are needed, she herself is the most terrifying attack weapon, and using offense instead of defense is the best defense.

But for the Republic, this is a completely uneconomical deal. If you win, it is reasonable. If you lose, you will lose your underwear. The ghost will let her go.

After this country's super strategic humanoid self-propelled nuclear weapon became a national super-protected waste, instead of letting everyone breathe a sigh of relief, they paid more attention to it.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party had her own will and had to move freely, and the fairy sister guaranteed her, then there was a high probability that she would be the life of a canary and be raised in the safest place with good food and drink. Others would love it Rua rolls, she is someone else wishing she could only know rua rolls, instead of messing around.

In this case, the one who can sit opposite her can only be an existence that the country absolutely trusts.

In fact, it was the same-sitting opposite her was a one-armed old man with gray hair and hale and hearty spirit.

The other party's teeth didn't seem to be very good, but he just took a small sip of the rice wine, smacking the familiar taste that could not be called unfamiliar.

"When I led the team to build tanks, sometimes everyone came out to relax when we were tired. In this shop, the owner of the shop was still the father of the current boss at that time. The old man's grilling skills are outstanding."

Aliya poured a glass of yellow rice wine for the other party: "My parents asked me to bring over the Shaoxing sweet yellow wine. It's an old wine. You still have half a jug to take home and drink slowly."

"I'm getting old, I don't drink anymore—" the one-armed old man put down his wine glass and waved his hand: "I'm here this time to ask something, if it's convenient for you, just say it, if it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask .”

"You talk, I listen."

"...Have you ever driven a similar large-scale constructed weapon?" The one-armed old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a dignified tone, "You have experience."

"Yes, I have." Aliya put a piece of roast lamb into her mouth and smiled: "I can't talk about experience, I just know how to use it."

"The neuron network central drive structure is only theoretically feasible. After you, many test pilots have tried, but they have not been able to make the Warrior prototype move flexibly." The one-armed old man thought. Next, he picked up the wine glass and poured wine for Aliya: "I'm relying on the old to sell the old, I beg you, if you don't go to the actual combat, can you help us test a few more times?"

Aliya looked at the old man who could even be said to be humble, her eyes flickered slightly.