Chapter 1180: Selected in Fujian and Taiwan (11)

Chapter 1180 Selected in Fujian and Taiwan
The helmet was big and round, and it was a full circle of fat than the ordinary helmet. It was like a hood for big-headed babies, and the heads of the mascots in the amusement park looked very funny.
"This - point - all - no - cool - Wang." Haski pulled a tone and spit. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to buckle this shiny and cool armor.
"We don't want to be cool. As long as there is no problem with the function." Vivienne's face was slightly unpleasant.
"However, wearing it and standing still is not stable. Use this to fight is to find death." The comet pointed out the ills of this design: "No, this thing is completely useless."
"Hey!" Vivian and Ruan Dao also played a spirit. The results of their continuous efforts for months have been completely negated in an instant, and it is strange to not lose.
"Husky didn't understand Wang." The canine boy touched the big helmet and asked his head: "Why must you put food, air and diapers on the armor? You can't take the restaurant toilet together." Wanna?"
"Things are not as simple as you think." Vivian refused without thinking.
"Wait" The Oriental suddenly thought of something, and took a deep breath: "Child, what did you say? Can you say it again?"
"Husky just said, [You can't take the restaurant toilet together? Wang]?" The canine boy repeated.
Ruan Daoyuan stunned again. He first shook his head and felt that the method was not feasible.
Then he coughed and took a look at it, finally coming up with a workable solution!
He really started to take off his armor!
The Oriental who took off the crab shell revealed his slightly sinister arm. He used his white hand, picked up the paper and pen, and began to draw on the drawings.
"What are you doing, Mr. Daoyuan?" Vivian looked at the drawing curiously.
"The child said it was right, it was really right!" The Oriental smiled excitedly: "Our thoughts were wrong from the beginning. In fact, the solution is very simple, just like the child said, The restaurant and the toilet are all in the past!"
That's right, the martial art is on the paper, not the new design of the armor.
That is a machine. More precisely, it is a small supply ship!
"We apply the principle of turbidity and armor to this, and make a supply station that can completely isolate the dark and move. With this, other armor does not need a food library at all, and the air bank can be greatly reduced, and excreted - - Well, you can solve the problem with a small carry-on bag. They drive this to the dark continent, and usually don't need to wear armor. The extra-vehicle activity time of the armor is enough to control within five hours!"
"How to solve the dark matter pollution when entering and leaving this ship?" Vivian asked.
"It's very simple. We make a damper. Before the personnel enter and exit, they are [sterilized]! There is not much pollution. A little bit of dark matter pollution can be easily removed with ultrasonic waves!"
"If the supply station is damaged in the middle?" Vivian asked: "The lives of the occupants depend on this supply station. Once the armor is damaged, a dark leak will occur. Everyone will have to wait in the same place."
"Then we will do a few more supply stations - three are enough? In this way, even if one or two of the supply stations are damaged, you can still use the backup supply station to maintain life. As long as it is not a major damage A little damage should be repaired!"
"It's fun." Vivian didn't think of any advice.
"All technical problems are solved!" Uncle Crabs dropped the pen and rushed out with the drawings: "I have to let Master Merlin look at this! Then we will start making the supply boat right away! Great, finally I have completed the development of the turbid armor before moving to the capital!"
He just wanted to leave, and suddenly turned to look at the canine boy. He quickly ran back and took Husky and hugged it: "Thank you, little genius!"
"Hey! The thorns on Uncle River Crabs are so painful!" Husky complained.
"What is the meaning of [Qingdu]?" The comet looked at the figure who was hurriedly leaving, and asked curiously.
"You still don't know?" Vivian smiled softly: "After a while, Arthur will announce the restoration of the [Sacred Camilo] to the whole country. The king of Great Britain will move back to London from London. Milo."
The comet frowned. "I still don't understand. Your current capital is in London. Isn't it good? It's booming and comfortable. It's a good city, it doesn't make sense to give up, and there is no need to move anything." ?"
"I know. But Camilo is the capital of Arthur's father who offered his life to guard. Even if it was turned into ash, Arthur will go back again." Vivian touched Hal's cat's head: "Because there It is his hometown."
auzw.com She saw the doubts on the face of Xinghuilong and asked: "Where is the comet, where is your home? You don't have a home that you want to go back to?"
The glittering face of the gold was awkward.
At the same time (?), Africa, the stone column of the Red Sea.
After Arthur walked into the restaurant with Bettiville, the crowd quickly got a lunch. That is the standard catering for the knights - in fact, the fried fish fillet with French fries.
"The seats over there are empty." Arthur pointed to a relatively deserted corner of the restaurant: "Don't dine together?"
"Hey, we have to discuss some things." Saifer squinted at his father and brother. Of course he didn't want to stick with King Arthur for a long time. He also plans to take advantage of the spare time after lunch to continue to transform weapons. If Arthur is there, he will wear the plug-in system at will, and the situation will be embarrassing.
"Oh, okay." The Cavaliers could also vaguely notice that the Leopard youth was hiding from him, and they no longer screamed and pulled La Biddiville's clothes: "Betdy, you should not be uncomfortable with this group." The orcs without lungs are as grateful as they are, and are hiding from me. Can you accompany me after lunch?"
A big drop of cold sweat emerged from the forehead's forehead, and Biddivil smiled bitterly: "With you. Of course I will accompany you."
The werewolf rushed to Saifei to make a face. After the leopard youth, he sneaked his Luna steel scimitar into the hands of Saifei, and then went with Arthur.
"Sorry." The young Leopard looked at the back of King Arthur and Bedieville, and the guilt could not help but arise. He went away with his father Paramidis, his brother Serge and the white bear Elaine, and found a more remote corner to eat.
But Bediville, who was taken away by Arthur "forced", just sat down to prepare for dinner. A knight dressed as a commander rushed into the restaurant and whispered a few words next to King Arthur.
Arthur only listened to the narrative of the commander, and his face changed: "Really?!"
The commander nodded and turned and left. At this opportunity, Bedieville also saw the bronze snow medal on the commander, who was the knight of the Knights of the Northern Heavens.
"Sorry, Biddeville." Arthur put on the plate for the meal: "I have to go back. I heard that Greenville was attacked last night."
"What?!" The werewolf whispered. He immediately lowered his voice and asked: "Is she a queen?"
"It is said that it was attacked by the duskists at the charity party. There was no decent guard at the time, and Greenville had to kill the enemy by himself. I just hope that she is not injured."
"Day" Bedieville sighed and sighed.
"So, I have to go back and see my queen right away." Arthur showed a embarrassed smile to the werewolf: "I planned to go back to Great Britain after watching your first game. It seems that the game didn't have a chance to read it." In short, good luck, Bedyville."
"Thank you." The werewolf nodded. "Please give my condolences to the Queen."
"Yes." Arthur hurriedly bid farewell.
So it was only a blink of an eye, and Bedieville was left out by two groups of people. Arthur left, and went back to Seefair for a meal, and it seemed like a little more. The werewolf was depressed in a corner of the restaurant and took his lunch.
However, he is not alone. In this restaurant, there have been several forces watching Gaziville and planning to find the trouble of the single werewolf.
These hostile eyes were attracted by another figure. Archmage Rogan held his lunch and generously and directly slammed into the corner of the restaurant, stopping at the table in Bediville.
"Are you eating, boy?" asked the old man in a loud and honest voice.
"Hey, I think so." The werewolf looked up at Rogan with a puzzled look. The old man was tall and strong. At this time, he only wore a sleeveless short dress. It looked like he was not dressed as a mage. Instead, he was more like a monk who made a fist with his fist.
What is this guy doing? Want to explore the strength of Bediville before the start of the game? Or, is he coming to declare war?
Bedyville looked at Rogan with uneasiness and sat down. The Archmage spoke at the same time: "I know what you are thinking, child. But I am not here to pick things up."
"So what do you do?" The werewolf tried his best to whisper politely.
"A puzzle." Rogan laughed, bluntly asserting: "Child, I have been paying attention to you for a long time. You are very strong. If you talk about it, it is probably the strongest one among our candidates." But you and I have no chance of winning, and will definitely lose."
"How can you know if you don't try this kind of thing." The werewolf was a little dissatisfied. This guy from Rogan said that he was not picking things up, but the old man said that he must win, and this is simply the rhythm of picking things!
The Archmage mysteriously smiled: "Without trying, you will lose 100%. Because [time] is your enemy, and I have an infinite number of [time]."
"You absolutely can't beat me," he asserted.