It is said that the transfer order will be passed immediately and he can leave immediately, but he still has to explain the research in the department.
After all, he had been away for a while and many experiments had to be stopped.
Some relatively trivial matters were postponed until the next day before Roland could set off.
At the same time, he also moved his virtual cabin onto the plane. Originally, the civil aviation industry did not want to transport this big guy, but it is a special matter, and the communication base is still willing to help communicate on this matter!
Then it only took more than half a day for Roland to arrive at a space base in the middle of Rabbit Country.
It was quite a warm welcome.
Then it was time to clean up the dust. Someone helped Roland install the virtual cabin and connect it to the dedicated external network.
After resting for a night, Roland was pulled into a large warehouse early.
It is surrounded by customized building materials and accessories.
There are also many unused molds set aside.
"Hello, Comrade Huang." A middle-aged man holding a tablet came over. After shaking hands with Roland, he said: "Our leader has already told us about your matter. Now please cooperate with us a little and do what you want." A test of transformation of original material, okay?”
Of course Roland came here for this purpose, and he nodded immediately: "No problem."
"We have prepared more than ten kinds of mud water with different densities, different soil textures and different degrees of viscosity." He raised his hand and waved back, and soon a worker came over with a wheelbarrow of molds and placed them on Roland's table. In front of him: "We have prepared 3 samples of each type of mud water, forty-eight samples in total. We need enough materials to sample. Please excuse me."
Then three people came over and quickly set up a high-speed camera.
Roland raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the other party still didn't believe him.
Afraid of cheating
But it's normal to think about it. What happened to Roland was too exaggerated. No one would believe it until they saw it with their own eyes.
After all, this is too damaging to the three views.
And Roland estimated that the people in front of him were not the only ones looking at him now. There were several cameras in the warehouse. They were originally used to monitor inventory and prevent things from being lost, but it is estimated that many leaders in the control room were watching him through the cameras. right.
Of course, Roland didn't care much about this. He walked up to the cart, looked at the cart filled with muddy water of different shades and yellows, and asked, "Can we start?"
"Okay, do you need us to help me move these things down one by one?" the middle-aged man asked.
Roland shook his head.
He flicked his fingers, and a ball of pale yellow magic power enveloped the molds.
Everyone around looked at the sudden appearance of magic energy, and their eyes almost popped out of their heads. One even wanted to touch it to make sure whether he was hallucinating.
The colleague next to him immediately took his hand and shook his head.
Then the man stepped back again.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, the yellow energy light group dispersed.
Roland said: "Okay."
The middle-aged person in charge immediately walked up, picked up a mold at random, and smashed it on the ground.
The mold was made of unknown materials and was very brittle. It shattered with just one hit, and then the parts that had solidified into small square stone pillars fell out.
It's light yellow, has an unusually smooth surface, and is reflective.
He tried knocking on the ground, and there was a thumping sound on the ground under the stone square pillar.
Very hard.
Then the middle-aged person in charge hit the ground harder.
The cement was all broken into pieces, but there was nothing wrong with the stone pillar in its hand.
Wiping off the plaster at the impact point with your hands, there were no traces of flowers on the stone pillar.
At first glance, it looks like a durable thing.
Several other people also came over, broke open several molds, and tried the parts in their hands. They were all frighteningly hard.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but said with joy: "Comrade Huang, we are going to use these things to test their data. I'll trouble you this time."
"It should."
Then the middle-aged person in charge sent Roland back to the temporary dormitory. He casually said a few polite words and then hurried away.
It's not that they are killing the donkey, but they are really interested in those stone pillars.
Because this is a fairly authoritative and comprehensive test, it will take several days.
During this time, Roland stayed in the dormitory almost all the time.
After all, this is also a confidential department, and he is not allowed to run around.
A few days later, the test results came out.
They held an emergency meeting, and almost all the base's bosses and important researchers came.
The old man who seconded Roland sat on the podium and said: "Most of the test results have come out, and the data is quite gratifying. Almost all the indicators of the mud water that has been added with materials, after it is cured into building materials, are better than what we have done before. The materials are much better. Especially the mud water mixed with titanium powder, No. 9 and No. 18, the comprehensive data are surprisingly high. The only drawback is the thermal conductivity. They are so much higher than the stone slab with the worst thermal conductivity. About five percent.”
Hearing this, everyone in the meeting laughed.
The thermal conductivity of these slabs is already quite low, only five percent higher than the lowest, which has a negligible impact.
"In other words, these slates and stone strips can completely replace our previous materials." The old man said: "Now raise your hands if you agree to use this material for the outer wall of the lunar base. Please raise your hands."
Everyone raised their hands high.
"Then it's settled." The old man decided directly: "I will start doing mold work tomorrow. Comrade Huang will be seconded to us. There is a time limit."
"Mr. Xu, can you keep him here with us?" A researcher shouted: "The eggs can only be eaten for a while. Wouldn't it be better if we snatched the old hen that laid the eggs?"
The old man smiled on the table and said: "They have their own scientific research projects to do, and their importance is no less important than ours. Who made the Huang's factor that you think you can take now and then?"
All researchers are not stupid, and they will understand what it means as soon as they hear this.
This is amazing... I didn't expect it to be the result of this young man's research.
The next day, Roland became a typical tool man.
I have been helping these people make molds.
Because I didn't bring the crystal rod, I couldn't buy the magic element for free, so I had to turn into a demon to replenish it myself.
Basically, the magic elements that are transformed into demons every day will be drained out.
In less than ten days, Roland began to lose weight... Actually, it was not that serious, but the dark circles under his eyes looked more obvious.
In reality, he became a building materials manufacturer, and in the game, as time passed, the infrastructure of the floating city was completely completed.
According to the foundation of the first phase of the project that Roland obtained at the base, the masters of architecture and sculpture in the Royal City of France were free to express themselves and create freely.
The original schematic diagram looked very "military" style building layout, but they turned it into a city garden, or a hanging garden is more suitable.
And this does not affect the convenience of the building layout above.
Roland was very happy.
Who doesn’t want their home to be more beautiful without affecting functionality and convenience
Roland was quite satisfied with the construction of the floating city's infrastructure. He took the initiative to hand over a lot of gold coins as payment for his hard work and gave them to these masters of architecture and sculpture.
A small number of people accepted it, but a large number of people were reluctant to accept it. Finally, a chubby old master with dwarf blood, a big beard and a big beard said: "Your Excellency Roland, can you let us grow on this?" Stay for a long time.”
They can see that this floating city is quite convenient.
There are three teleportation arrays, one teleports to Huolaiwen Wetland City, one is to the Royal Palace of France, and the other is teleported directly to the Royal Palace of France.
Of course, the latter teleportation array is exclusively for Roland and Stephanie.
And the first two, they can use freely.
In the process of laying bricks for nearly half a year, they used the first two teleportation arrays frequently during breaks.
Not to mention the Royal City of France, their home is here.
The legendary city of Wetland City also gave them many surprises.
In fact, the entire world is now gradually opening teleportation arrays, and traveling will become more and more convenient in the future.
Flying mounts face strong competitive pressure.
But the floating city still has a more important meaning.
Safety!
In the main plane, the floating city is the top combat power, and it lives in the sky. From now on, you can call yourself the people of the sky. Wouldn't it be extremely glorious
With this thought, they asked Roland to give Spear a place to live on.
After all, these places were built by them and their apprentices. There is a large living area, and it is not a problem to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
Roland thought for a while and said: "I am very happy to let you live here, but whether the King of France is willing to let you go is another matter. Besides, I will stay in the star realm for a long time. That place is not safe, so you should make your opinions clear to Stephanie first, and then we can make a decision with her after I come back from the star realm, okay?"
This is indeed the truth.
These people are willing to wait, but the Palace of France may not be willing to let them go.
These masters are talents cultivated by the royal city for generations. Even the apprentices who work are top-notch construction masters and carpentry elites.
Under normal circumstances, no country is willing to give up such a group of people to go abroad.
The masters sighed and left one after another.
After confirming that there was no one else in the floating city, Roland drove it up to high altitude.
Flying straight up, above the white clouds, and then to the junction of the star realm and the main plane.
Above the head is the dark starry sky, and below are endless clouds that look like a white carpet.
Roland teleported to the core of the magic grid and looked at the magic square bricks connected in series or parallel in front of him. After checking for a while and making sure that there were no problems with these magic square bricks, he took out the magic bricks he had grabbed earlier from his system backpack. The 'killing godhead'.
Inwardly speaking, Roland didn't like this godhead. After all, no one knew the meaning of killing.
The godhead appeared, glowing white in Roland's hands.
Then the core of the grid's magic power gradually began to vibrate, as if it wanted to produce the same vibration frequency as the killing godhead and assimilate the other party.
Roland did not hesitate to connect himself to the core of the magic grid. After his whole body emitted green light, Roland threw the fragments of the murderous godhead into the core without hesitation.
The white energy mass melted instantly like snow dumplings melting into a frying pan.
Roland felt that something suddenly appeared in his spiritual world.
Because now he is connected to the core of the magic grid, throwing things into the core of the grid is no different from throwing things into his brain.
The fragments of the godhead are melting, turning into streams of energy, and at the same time, many intermittent memory fragments are separated.
There are Arbuckle's and there are others'.
It's probably a memory left by the former gods of murder.
These memories are layered on top of each other, making me feel sick and dizzy.
Looking at these picture fragments, people will subconsciously think that these are part of their own memory, but their intelligent instinct will tell themselves that these are not.
When the two conflict, it is easy to feel nauseous and vomiting.
So Roland tried his best to control his mind and not peek at these memories, but these memories came to him.
In addition, the Godhead is essentially a collection of human consciousness and emotions.
Therefore, the murderous godhead is almost entirely filled with cruel content.
And these memories have a clear 'purpose', which is to reside in the soul of an intelligent creature.
Probably because only intelligent creatures have rich emotions.
Although it is only about one-third of the fragments of the godhead, the memory contained in it is too huge.
Roland is now very strong, and with the connection to the grid magic core, his willpower is also ridiculously strong, but the trouble is that he has not practiced soul magic in a real sense.
Now he has encountered a big problem... He has no way to block and assimilate the memories in these fragments of godhead, or the broken souls.
Densely packed souls appeared in Roland's spiritual world.
Heaven and earth are full of souls.
These remaining memories, or broken souls, are almost filling the whole world.
Roland, on the other hand, was like a poor man on the Fuso subway, squeezed to the ground by the dense crowd of people around him and unable to move.
what to do!
Roland's soul made a weak and helpless sound.
If he continues like this, he will be overwhelmed by these unconscious memories.
Just when he couldn't think of a way, the soul earth suddenly opened and a huge gap appeared.
A white ball of light emerged from the ground, the depths of the soul.
This light group exudes warm light and produces a strange suction force. First, the soul of the sky is sucked into this light group.
Then all the souls on the ground were sucked in.
Roland stared blankly at the ball of light in the air. Then he remembered and knew what it was.
My own virtual godhead.
This thing is now mainly used as a soul connector between him and Anna, and is not used normally, so he almost forgot that he still has such a powerful thing.
Looking at the souls squeezed into black beads in this light group, Roland immediately felt uncomfortable all over.
After all, everyone has a little bit of trypophobia.
Then his consciousness popped up into the soul world.
The magic core of the grid in front of me gradually brightens and darkens, as if it is like a heartbeat.
Roland also received two system messages.
'The grid magic core is devouring divine energy for fusion, the result is unknown, countdown: 23.58.11'
'Your virtual grid is transforming into a murderous godhead, countdown to complete transformation success: 71.58.11'
Are you going to become a sadistic god
Wait, I'm not even a demigod yet!