The Goddess of Sword’s Journey Across the Stars

  Chapter 175 Freshman

   "Is it a basement?"

  The little boy hurriedly ran over.

  The facilities in the manor are extremely complete. Generally speaking, the movement made by Feng Dad when making mechas can't be transmitted. This really scared Little Tong Lin.

  Because he knew that Feng Jiu was in the studio at this time, for fear that something went wrong.

  However, when he ran over, he saw that the instructions on the door of Fengjiu's studio had not changed, and there was no danger signal. Basically, there was no problem.

  He breathed a sigh of relief, but wondered what Fengjiu was doing.

It’s just that the mecha maker is very taboo to be disturbed when he is working. He doesn’t have to rush in. After thinking about it, he’s going to come back and have a look. He hasn’t discussed the progress with his brother for a while. NS……

  At this time, within a door, Feng Jiu was sitting cross-legged, and the spiritual power in his body had been running for a week before he felt his physical fatigue relieved.

   Then she opened her eyes, and her goal was the mecha giant standing in front of her!

  It was a sky-blue mecha. Every part of the mecha was connected by nature. It seemed that the entire mecha line had an indescribable beauty.

  It stands there quietly, but it seems to symbolize a vast vitality, vigorous and shocking.

  Fengjiu got up and walked over, the touch felt hard and cold, but it made people's heart hot.

  Rao Shi Fengjiu has not recovered to his best condition, and he wants to check the results of his own efforts.

  She brought a bracelet that matched the mech, and clicked on the button. The eyes of the behemoth in front of her suddenly lit up, and the sleeping giant was awakened!

  He knelt on one knee, the cockpit door on his chest opened, and the wind climbed up smoothly for a long time.

  The space in the cockpit is not cramped. In addition to the main driver’s seat, there is also a sub-seat, most of which are prepared for mecha builders who work with mecha divisions.

  Fengjiu immediately opened the studio's closed door all year round, an exit that was large enough for mechas to pass through, and next to it was the training room, which had enough space for mechas to be tested.

The console in front of    had already been memorized by Fengjiu. She stretched out her ten fingers, and within a few waves, the sky-blue mecha walked briskly into the training room.

Berserker!

  This is a berserker, a melee mecha with very powerful combat effectiveness.

Because of this, his weapon collocation is more focused on melee combat. Long-range weapons are mostly for suppressive purposes, and lack the damage effect of some long-range mechas. Once he gets close to light assassins or long-range output mechas, he can even instantly cut down the enemy. Under the knife!

  And the core weapon of the Berserker is a giant blade behind it!

  The strength of the giant blade can almost reach the level of secondary materials, and it can easily destroy the mecha of the same level.

  And not only that, when necessary, a beam of energy can be added to the giant blade, instantly increasing the destructive power by three times!

  This alone makes Berserker a very popular model among low-level mechas.

  Because he includes all the young men’s definitions of a blood warrior, when he rushed into the crowd, it was almost unstoppable!

  If used well, it is not impossible to be ten.

  Feng has been trying for a long time, but she is not wearing a driving suit now, and she is easily injured by forced operation, so she just tried simple instructions.

  But it is still a different experience.

  Although she has seen many more advanced mechas, she still feels different in how many she has made, and she has a strange sense of satisfaction.

  So she stayed in the training room extra indulgently for a while.

   When it came out, it was already dark.

  At this time, Xiaotonglin shut himself into the studio again, and will not come out until he has a rest.

  The lights are still on in Feng's studio, but he doesn't know when there will be movement.

  Feng did not wait outside for a long time, ran to Mrs. Tong to say goodnight and went back to the room.

  She sat in the spirit gathering formation for several weeks, and she opened her eyes and saw a dark curtain outside the window. Only a little bit of light in the sky was flickering, but there was also a fine experience of quiet beauty.

  Feng Jiu looked up for a long time before getting up to rest.

   This day seems to be the same as usual, but it seems to be very different.

  When she opens her eyes from a deep sleep, when she sees a different world, when she comes into contact with the power of another world, she should realize that she really can’t go back.

  This is her new life.

  And making a mecha is just a small step.

  The next day, when Feng Jiu went out, he saw Xiaotonglin and Feng's father.

  This can be regarded as rare, because the three of them are busy with their own research. They always avoid time by mistake, which greatly reduces the number of appearances together.

  "Brother is early."

  Xiaotong yawned. It was obvious that he had been over busy recently, and his face was still a little tired.

  But his enthusiasm for work was not diminished, and he wanted to stay in the studio 24 hours a day.

  Compared with him, no matter how long he usually works, Feng Dad rarely appears tired.

"morning."

  Feng walked over for a long time, and was suddenly hugged by Father Feng before he could sit down.

  The latter looked at her up and down several times, and then smiled and said, "The baby seems to have grown taller again."

  This is not surprising, children are always changing every moment, not to mention that due to the wind for a long time practicing physical training, their stature will rise faster.

  But Father Feng obviously didn't just say this, because he turned his head and ordered the housekeeper to re-order some sets of clothes for the two little dolls, and this was the second batch of this month.

The world of local tyrants is so unreasonable.

  Fengjiu feels that if this continues, she is afraid that her wardrobe will no longer fit, and she has never been so extravagant when she was a young master in the cultivation world.

  If you don’t count her magic weapons that can only be piled up in the corner...

   "Now let's talk about what you did yesterday?" Feng Daddy squeezed Feng Jiu's face.

  "Make mecha."

  Father Feng raised his eyebrows: "Why, it's done already?"

  At first, he just said casually. He knew that Fengjiu's progress was faster than Xiaotonglin's, but he didn't expect to complete it now.

  Unexpectedly, Feng Jiu nodded naturally when he finished asking.

  Father Feng was taken aback.

  Xiaotonglin still didn’t understand, and while gnawing on the apple, he said, "Which step to complete?"

   "Click."

  The crisp flesh of the fruit was held in his mouth, but the boy's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked over with some uncertainty.

  Feng Jiu ate the fruit after the meal, and when he saw it, he said: "My mecha is complete, do you want to see it?"

   "click."

  The apple in Xiaotonglin’s hand fell directly onto the table, making the whole person stupid.

  Father Feng also condensed his eyes, the curvature of the corners of his mouth fell, and he looked a little more serious.

  He directly lifted Fengjiu up: "Little thing, you say it again?"

  (End of this chapter)