Chapter 300 Hunting

"teacher."

Diego walks into a laboratory.

This is the Mowu development base hosted by the Grant family on Babylon. This laboratory is a special room for Rawlins. When Diego walked in, several assistants sent several new magic weapon components to Rawlins, and the well-known sequence master personally inspected and accepted them. .

Rawlins is over half a century old, and his hair is no longer as thick as young, but it is still combed rigorously, just like his meticulous life. He is very tall, even though he is getting older, his waist is still straight. Even Diego stood next to him, his head was a little short. Lawlins turned around to look at the student from a wealthy family, nodded and said, "You're here."

"Teacher, Beth Keld's design plan, I wonder if you have seen it?" Diego, contrary to his usual domineering appearance, tried his best to appear humble in front of the sequence master.

Rawlins gestured and walked Diego with him into his private office.

After closing the door, Lawlins said in a deep voice, "Prying into other people's business secrets, I have to say, this is a very immoral behavior."

"Father said that this press conference must be foolproof. After all, it's about whether we can get enough orders in the first quarter. Knowing this is not a bad thing." Diego shrugged.

Lawlins snorted, and said: "There is a spirit in the industry, but there is no difference in the spirit. Diego, if you want to achieve something in sequence design, you'd better remember my words. Just like you engraver Similarly, everyone takes a different path. The sequence design is also the same. Every work is related to the designer's experience, comprehension and character. This path is lonely, and what we have to go is to concentrate all our energy The will to go all the way."

"If you're like you, you never forget to peep at your opponent's work, and you're distracted by it. If it's light, you can't take care of both, and if it's serious, you'll even have doubts about your own work. For every designer, They are all fatal!"

Lawlins himself is an ordinary person, he has no kindling, let alone the slightest source of power. But his accomplishments and comprehension in sequence design are well-deserved giants. Just seeing him be able to say this opinion is enough to convince Diego.

A trace of genuine respect flashed in the eyes of this rich boy, he nodded and said, "I promise, there will never be a next time, teacher."

Rollins nodded.

Taking out a file bag from the drawer and throwing it on the table, Rawlins shook his head and said: "I don't know how much you paid to get this information, but I regret to tell you that what you paid is only In vain.

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Diego's eyes turned cold: "Could it be that this plan is fake?"

"No, it's true. The point is, the person who designed this plan is too naive. No, or his ideas are too wild and unconstrained. For sequence design, rich imagination is a must. Too unrealistic ideas , it is difficult to transform it into an actual work." Lawlins smiled slightly: "I can be sure that this plan is not from the hand of Hughton. Speaking of it, he is bound by the so-called experience just like me, so What he and I have designed must be in a rigorous and discreet style."

"We all lack a kind of spirituality, but our things are practical enough." Lawlins patted his file bag and said, "However, the designer of this one is a whimsical idea. But I think, that It cannot be realized. This set of flame warriors tries to combine two different magical weapons, the fire rifle and the barrier of honor, into one suit. But it lacks a medium that can connect the two, which determines that this set The plan is doomed to be just a fantasy.”

Diego excitedly said: "So, the teacher is already fully confident that he will overwhelm Bethkind at the press conference?"

Lawlins said indifferently: "There are always variables in everything. Who can guarantee that everything is under control? 10% dare not say it, but 90% still have it. That old Hughton, who worshiped under the same teacher as me when I was young .He does have some talent in sequence, but he is like you, and at the same time develops into the world of source power, which makes his achievement in sequence design far inferior to mine."

"I'm sure that Bethkind will have to withdraw this plan in the end. If Hughton is in charge, I can almost guess what he will do. Therefore, there is nothing to worry about."

"With the teacher's words, I can reply to my father." Diego paused, and then said: "Teacher, what about the Federal Academy of Science and Technology?"

"Don't worry, I have already submitted a letter of recommendation to the Academy of Science and Technology. If you want to make a name for yourself at this press conference, then entering the Academy of Science and Technology will not be a problem at all," Rawlins said.

Diego couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. If he could enter the Federation's Academy of Science and Technology, his status in the family would be further improved.

"By the way, I heard that there was an accident at the Statue of Liberty Port yesterday?" Rawlins asked. He rarely cared about current affairs, but this time was an exception.

After all, the shooting down of the spaceship at the Gate of Liberty yesterday is definitely a big event. Even Diego couldn't help but look serious when he heard Lawlins mentioning it, and said: "It's true that something happened. And it's a big thing. I'm afraid the Federation and the Gate of Liberty are going to fight now. My father said, this is not a big deal. Not a good thing. There will be a full-scale war between the floating island and the surface, and the demand for armaments will be greater than ever. It’s just that the business has not been completed yet, and now there is a lot of turmoil in Babylon.”

"Being able to attack the airship at the Gate of Liberty under such circumstances, if you say that there are no ghosts in the Federation, no one will believe it. Now this matter has been handed over to Admiral/Admiral Fendi and his 'Iron Fist' Legion."

Lawlins frowned: "It was handed over to Fendi, that general has a bad temper. I think it would be better to hand this matter over to General Silva's 'Black Wing' .”

"I also think so. Blackwing is best at stealth maneuvering. If they are in charge, at least Babylon looks calm on the surface. But if Iron Fist takes over..." Diego also shook his head at this point.

black street.

The old oak tree bar located on the edge of this black area, the light tubes of the store signs seem to be in poor contact, flickering in the dim night. The bar was brightly lit, and there was bursts of music. Suddenly, a figure flashed under the bar shop, a passerby in a dark windbreaker, covering half of his face with a hat. With his head down, he put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and went into the bar.

Immediately surrounded by hot air and warm cheers.

The Old Oak Bar has expanded a lot in the past two years. The scope of the bar includes an open-air seat in the corridor outside the door, and there is even an extra stage in the bar. There have been band performances for a long time, and soul singers who are famous throughout the floating island even perform here from time to time.

There is a small performance in the old oak tonight, and it is also a farewell party for Edward. The soul singer announced his retirement. This news is puzzling and regrettable. Small performances like this have been performed for many times in a row, and Edward is planning to hold a large performance at the Venus Hotel to officially withdraw from Babylon's entertainment circle.

As for the reason, he has been avoiding talking about it.

No one knows why.

A passer-by in a windbreaker sneaked into the bar and ordered a glass of whiskey. At this moment, there are several dancers on the stage dancing vigorously, and Edward just goes to the back/stage to rest. At this time, the door of the bar suddenly exploded, and the bursting fragments shot out, making several nearby drinkers unable to escape, screaming and falling to the ground, causing a lot of confusion. Passers-by in front of the bar hurriedly put down their wine glasses, tightened their windbreaker hats and wanted to leave.

Suddenly, under an invisible pressure, the wine glasses on the bar exploded one by one. The man sighed, and slowly pulled out his hat, revealing a thin face.

At the same time, at the back/stage of the bar, Edward put on a new performance costume and walked out of the fitting room. Papa Ward leaned aside and smoked a cigar, looked at the Maritan boy and asked, "Are you leaving the earth?"

Edward did not lie to him, nodded and said: "I have already found a good team."

"I heard what Willick said. Time flies, two years have passed in a blink of an eye." Old Ward took off his cigar, grinned and said, "Then I can only wish you a pleasant journey, and don't be fooled again this time." People took it away."

Edward smiled and said, "No way..."

Suddenly, both of their faces changed, and they both felt that there was a sudden powerful force in the bar, and they ran out quickly. I saw people in the bar staggering to and fro, and there was a space near the bar. A man in a windbreaker stood beside him, and another man sat on a high chair in front of the bar. The man had long flaxen hair parted in the middle, and was wearing a black and white striped suit with a purple bow tie at the neckline.

He was drinking wine as if nothing had happened, and seemed to feel the sight of Old Ward and Edward. So he turned his head and smiled at the two of them, raising his glass in respect. The two saw an extremely handsome face, but unfortunately, on this face, there was an "X"-shaped scar from the center of the brow to both cheeks, which made this face look a bit hideous.

Seeing this face, Old Ward dropped his cigar to the ground, and said in a voiceless voice: "Fendi of the Federation / Why is he here?"

"Business. It's just business." The long-haired man jumped off the high chair, put his hands in his trouser pockets and said with a smile on his face, "The Iron Fist Legion is on business tonight. Please stay away from irrelevant people. Well, we will try not to damage your private property."

Then he looked at the man in the windbreaker behind him: "Major General Marco, now I'm going to arrest you for treason against the Federation. Please don't resist, okay? This is a public place, if you don't cooperate, I will suffer a lot."

(Three hundred chapters! In a blink of an eye, there will be a million words, and this book will get a thousand chapters anyway, to make up for the regret of the previous book. I’m also casually selling cute here, asking for subscriptions, red tickets, printing Appreciate wow~~)

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