Su Luo frowned slightly: "The situation is urgent, what are you talking to them?"
Seeing Su Luo approaching, Yan Fei rushed over quickly.
"Miss Su, take a step to speak—"
Su Luo waved his hand: "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, pick out the materials on Beichen's list, and I will use them now."
"Miss Su—" Yan Fei was about to cry, "What are you doing? I read the materials on Lord Beichen's list. They are materials for making Feizhi Brain. What are you doing?"
"You've seen the materials, why are you still asking me? Are you talking nonsense?" Su Luo almost rolled his eyes.
"You, shouldn't you be..." Yan Fei opened his eyes wide and stared at Su Luo with an unbelievable gaze: "No way? Are you trying to recreate a flying brain?!"
The flight brain is equivalent to the core of the entire aircraft!
But in less than half a day, Su Luo actually said that she wants to recreate a flying brain? What kind of joke is this!
Su Luo nodded: "The previous flying brain was destroyed by the previous emperor. If it is to be repaired, he must unlock it in person, but he is already dead, and the unlocking will definitely not unlock it, so now we have only one way, and that is to remake A flying brain."
Yan Fei's mind was stunned, and the flight crew members behind him were also stunned.
"Can't unlock it?"
"Yes, it can't be unlocked." Su Luo said seriously.
Yan Fei smiled bitterly: "If you had known this earlier, Miss Su, you shouldn't have—"
Su Luo sneered: "So, are you blaming me?"
"No no, of course not."
How could Yan Fei dare to blame Su Luo
The blood flowed into the river that night, and the imperial city was destroyed. No one knew about it, but their core members knew that everything behind the scenes was controlled by the girl in front of them.
"But—" Yan Fei smiled bitterly: "It's only six hours now, no, only five and a half hours. You said you were going to rebuild a brand-new brain... How is this possible? You probably don't know, now that the fuselage is on We made this flying brain for five hundred years."
Su Luo nodded: "Oh, so, can you pick out the materials now?"
"It's impossible—"
"Bang!" Su Luo kicked directly into the door behind them.
Everyone was frightened by Su Luo's neat side.
"Zi Yan Beichen sleeps forever-"
"exist-"
"You choose the materials according to the list above." Su Luo threw a sword, "If anyone objects, kill without mercy!"
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from Su Luo's body.
Everyone present was taken aback, and they all looked at Yan Fei.
Yan Fei touched his nose.
If it was in the past, he naturally wanted to stop it, because it seemed impossible to do so, but thinking of the palace where the blood flowed into the river overnight...
Yan Fei sighed deeply: "It's okay, just give Miss Su what she wants."
He also has a subtext that he did not say: it will fail anyway.
Having said that, Yan Fei put his hands behind him, shook his head and walked out of the building.
"Master Yan, there are a lot of people gathered outside—"
The following people rushed up to report to Yan Fei: "They are all people in this aircraft. They are asking if the aircraft can fly today?"
Yan Fei looked back at the closed door, then looked at the crowd in front of him, and shook his head: