Looking at the empty utensils and the mercury that started to drill out, Allen shook his head and threw them away. Just let the devil salute eat one source jade, so that the remaining source jade is not sure whether it is enough for two sequences of materials.
It was not until the evening that Alan walked out of the workshop. Yuanyu has been disassembled, and sure enough, apart from the materials consumed during the disassembly process, there is only enough left to make a sequence. He wondered if he should check the warehouse to see if there was any suitable source jade, and then exchange it with military merit. Considering the abnormality shown by Demon Praise just now, Allen temporarily dismissed the idea.
In case the devil opened his mouth to praise and accidentally ate the source jade in the warehouse, what would he have to pay for it
When he returned to the lobby on the first floor of the soldiers' dormitory, Allen saw the soldiers forming a circle. There are quite a few unfamiliar faces among them. If these people weren't wearing military uniforms, Allen would have thought he had returned to the Black Street. At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "Naz, don't be afraid of him, come on."
Allen frowned and squeezed into the crowd. There was an open space in the middle of the crowd, and Natsu lowered his center of gravity with his arms bare, and confronted another strange soldier, as if they were about to fight.
"What's going on?" Allen stepped forward and stood between the two.
Seeing that it was Alan, Naz was a little embarrassed at the moment, and murmured: "Boss, these guys are so unreasonable, they actually want our dormitory and want us to move out."
Allen looked at the strange soldier who was confronting Naz, and asked, "Who are you? Who is the officer, I didn't receive any order to move us out of the dormitory."
"Who are you? Brat." The soldier sneered.
Naz pointed at him and said, "Keep your mouth clean, this is our Sergeant Allen."
The soldier whistled: "It turns out that even the brats who haven't grown their hair can be officers now."
A group of people booed immediately, and Allen said coldly: "If you don't plan to answer my question just now, then I can only go to Major Kejies for advice."
"Why bother, they're just joking." A man with a smile came over and said, "I'm Lieutenant Peter."
"Are you their chief?" Allen nodded: "Okay, please control your subordinates. This is a dormitory, not a place to fight."
"Does the fight still score ground? Sergeant."
Allen frowned: "Fighting is not allowed in the base, don't you know? Lieutenant."
Peter glanced at his soldiers, spread his hands and said, "Are the rules so important?"
"There are no rules, only chaos. So what is the difference between us and the Blade Demon?" Allen said.
"I don't think there is anything bad about the sword demon. They are all life forms on the planet anyway, and there is not much difference."
"You are human and an officer, so you are still standing here and talking. If you are a sword demon, I have cut off your head now, and that is the difference." Allen shook his head and said: "Okay, lieutenant, this topic has come to an end." That's it. Take care of your soldiers, Natsu, and follow me."
When he left with Naz, Allen heard a strange laugh behind him, he shook his head and said, "Who are these people?"
"Bian Rongjun, a bunch of bastards." Naz snorted and said, "I don't know what the colonel thinks, let them live in the dormitory. Some brothers died in the battle before, and many dormitories are vacant. Cheaper for them."
It was the first time Allen heard of the Bian Rongjun, and after asking carefully, he had a general idea of who they were.
In this way, those people scattered
Man's attitude is probably understandable.
Nothing to say all night.
The next day, Allen went to see Colonel Berry. When they entered the office, Peric and Kejiesi had just retreated. Colonel Bailey stood with his back to the gate and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows enough to see the large playground of the base. Without looking back, he said: "I have stayed in this base for almost five years. If it falls into the hands of the sword demon, I will be the first one who will not forgive me. Fortunately, none of this happened. Come on, talk about it." Your plan."
Prior to this, Allen had submitted to Colonel Berry a feasibility report on re-launching the army-wide magic weapon promotion plan, and he had seen Kudla's project files. At that time, what Kudela wanted to popularize was a sequence of "Agni Missile", which could use the source force to stimulate fire-type missiles, with explosion and splash effects. Kudla intends to change the energy-guiding pivot array of this sequence to reduce energy consumption so that it can be commonly used in the army.
After reducing the energy consumption, the missile will no longer have the splash effect, but still retain the destructive power of instant high heat and explosion. One or two rounds may not be of much use, but more than a hundred rounds of concentrated fire attack, the lethality per unit time is enough to seriously injure the powerhouse of the awakened level.
This is the so-called quantitative change leads to qualitative change.
After all, experts at the level of the Awakened are already the backbone of any camp, and it is not easy to cultivate each one. However, ordinary source power users, even if they have limited talent and cannot ignite the fire, can still use drugs to make them produce five or six levels of source power. Of course, this method is not humane, and it will cause harm to the user's body, but compared with cultivating awakened ones, it is much easier.
At that time, the Kudela project was forced to be terminated because of his own limited technology, and being in the Netherworld, he could not receive additional technical support. After repeated attempts to no avail, unable to circumvent issues such as established theories and ingrained formulas, it had no choice but to stop. Allen did not have this problem. His sequence knowledge was taught by Hughton. Hughton's courses were not systematic at all, and all he taught Allen were only basic theories and formulas. Others are purely played and deduced by Allen himself. Of course, this kind of guidance cannot be popularized. The fault is not because of Allen's super strong memory. Who can adapt to Hughton's teaching method.
But because of this, Allen was not affected by too many so-called routines, and he was often able to solve technical problems in an ingenious way.
After he took some of Kudela's design sketches, he soon found that Kudela fell into the inertia of thinking, so that he couldn't escape from the formulas and frameworks that had been used for many years. Allen directly broke that framework, first assumed the level of the source power of the user, and then determined the arrangement of the source points, and then evolved in reverse, and finally decided on the design of the energy guide array.
However, there is a plan, but actual data is still needed for debugging. After all, as an ordinary Mowu, Allen needs to master a large amount of experimental data before he can determine the final sequence plan. In this, the most difficult point to overcome is the balance between the source power output and the destructive power. Only by finding this balance point can the maximum cost performance of this sequence be brought into play.
In fact, the popularity of Mowu is nothing new. As early as the era of Monroe, the father of Mowu, someone had proposed such a concept. It's a pity that it couldn't be realized due to limited technology and resources at that time. Later, when such conditions were met, the factory of Mowu production and the talents of sequence design had been controlled by several big families. What the federal government can control is only a part of it.
Out of interest considerations, no factory is willing to do so, even if the conditions for universal military deployment can be achieved. Because the consequences of doing so will result in the entire interest
The balance of the benefit chain is broken. Even the federal government has not achieved this reform so far due to the checks and balances of many relationships.
Now, Allen brought up Kudla's unfinished project again, and Berry listened to his report with an attitude that it didn't hurt to listen. Unexpectedly, the plans and data listed by Allen showed that this project is expected to be realized, but Berry hesitated instead. After all, if Alan completes this project, he doesn't know how many people's interests will be shaken. In the long run, it will even cause immeasurable impact.
Fortunately, Allen is only in theory at present, and it will take a long time before it is realized and put into actual combat, which gives Berry a chance to consider. At least, he can report to Windsor Bello, and Marshal Greedy Wolf will decide.
"Colonel..." Seeing that Bailey was a little distracted, Allen called.
Bailey nodded, indicating that he was listening.
Allen said sternly: "I need some volunteers to participate in the data collection, at least a hundred or so, to be able to deduce the parameters I need."
"Hundred people?" Bailey frowned and said, "That's not a small number, let alone recently... no, there are."
"Well, you go to work first. In the afternoon, I will send you there."
Allen said happily: "Thank you for your support, Colonel."
He saluted and left. Bailey smiled and said, "Whether they will cooperate or not is hard to say."
The candidates for the colonel are those guys from the frontier army. Anyway, they are idle, and they are not allowed to be used as experimental subjects for Allen. It's just that the frontier army's military discipline is lax, and it's really unknown whether they can cooperate with Allen. Bailey didn't mean to embarrass Allen on purpose, but now that the regular army in the base has missions, how can they get a hundred people to collect data for Allen.
Having made up his mind, Bailey turned on a light screen in front of his desk and applied to talk to Windsor Bello. The verification of the call was passed after 10 minutes, and after a few seconds of connection, the figure of Windsor Bello appeared on the screen. The female marshal seemed to have just come off the battlefield, a little tired, and threw herself on the leather chair. Supporting his chin with his hands, he tilted his head and looked at Bailey and said, "I'm very busy, so hurry up if you need anything, Colonel."
"Sorry to interrupt, it's about your students."
"Alan? What's the matter, isn't something wrong?" Windsor Bello asked a little nervously.
Bailey shook his head and smiled: "That's not true, it's just that Sergeant Allen just proposed a plan to me."
"what's the plan?"
"The project proposed by Mr. Kudla before, Sergeant Allen felt that it was entirely possible to realize it. It was indeed pointed out in the report he submitted, but I don't know whether the sergeant should continue to do it. Just Like Mr. Kudla back then, the project was forced to stop because it touched the interests of some people." Colonel Berry said cautiously.
There was a stream of gold-like light in Windsor Bello's pupils, and she said happily: "Don't think about it, let Alan let it go. Of course, this project needs to be kept secret. And the final result asked him to give me a detailed report Book, which must include a complete design plan and production process. Now we are cooperating with Bethkind to develop Mowu. Such equipment can be produced by Bethkind, and then it is limited to our internal use in Sirius. In this way, It will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of our army, and can also avoid conflicts of interest in the business of Mowu."
"Unless someone is impatient and wants to fight me." Windsor Bello said with a sneer while reaching out and clapping her hands.
Seeking red tickets, asking for encouragement~~
(end of this chapter)