Headshot Wizard - Chapter 439

Chapter 439 Mark Thirty Six

The moment Lance installed the power chip, T-101 suddenly shook. Two dark green fluorescent lights were lased from the simulated binoculars, and then they flickered. Eventually it became darker, but kept on. .

“T-101 is at your service. Please give instructions.”

The construct moved its muscles and bones, suddenly turned its head, and said respectfully to Lance.

Lance tentatively said, “Can you change your name?”

“The verification authority passed, please name it.” The construct replied mechanically.

“T-101 is too much trouble, just call it [Pudding].”

“The naming is successful. Pudding serves you, please give instructions.” The construct quickly executed Lance’s order.

Lance thought it was funny and asked, “Can you fly?”

Pudding didn’t say a word, and the pair of wings behind him suddenly stirred up, and the whole person rose off the ground suddenly, rushed up, and then landed, leveling with Lance’s eyes.

“Flight mode is on. The energy consumption speed is tripled.”

The mechanical voice came out again.

Lance frowned slightly: “How long can your energy last?”

“Because the pudding is an ordinary model structure, it is equipped with the lowest small power chip. If it is a regular household mode, it can last for two years without replacing the new power chip, and the flight mode and In reconnaissance mode, the rate of energy consumption will increase.” Pudding replied.

“Is there a good or bad power chip?” Lan Siqi asked.

“Of course there is. According to the rules of the Tower of Steel, Lord William divides the power chip levels into four levels. The general structure is equipped with the secondary power chip, which is mine; the elite level structure. The body is equipped with a sophisticated power chip, which has increased the battery life by more than ten times; the perfect structure is equipped with a super power chip, which can support hundreds of years in the normal mode; the fourth-class chip is an endless power chip. The chip is still under development. When Lord William left, he did not develop such a chip.”

Pudding faithfully told Lance what he knew.

Lance nodded thoughtfully. In his amber ring, there is also a power chip grabbed from the Fireman Childe. From this point of view, it should be of superior grade.

From Pudding’s mouth, Lance corrected a misunderstanding of his own: that was that he had always thought that since the kingdom of constructs can exist for a long time, and the constructs inside are also prosperous, it means these constructs. Even if the power chip in the body cannot be used permanently, it can support hundreds of years.

At present, this idea is wrong.

“It’s no wonder that every time the so-called headquarters will send some construction boxes over. The dark elves are right. Some of these boxes are indeed equipment and weapons, but I am afraid that others are the most important! That is the power chip that the construct depends on for survival!”

“This is the root cause of their fighting with each other!”

Unlike the magic chip, which can be used almost permanently after it is manufactured, the power chip has a limited lifespan.

From this perspective, the problem of power is the fundamental reason that restricts the spread of construction science.

Because it’s too expensive.

To become a qualified constructer, a lot of resources are needed to pile up; the materials used to make the power chip alone are enough to pile up three pharmacists of the same level.

Therefore, every master construct is an existence of a wealthy country. A basic constructer like Master William, without the backing of terrifying wealth, would never be able to create such a huge state of construction.

Enchanted chips, power chips, steel, rune scrolls… these are just raw materials.

In the process of constructing the construct, it takes a lot of energy, manpower and material resources: witchcraft, enchanting, metal smelting, shaping, etc.-construction is a subject that contains too many details. , Ordinary wizards can only do part of it.

“Sure enough, the more powerful the profession, the more resources and wealth are needed.”

Lance looked at the pudding flying up and down in the air and said with emotion in his heart.

After tidying up, he put the pudding and the editor away, and left the room quickly.

Unlike the first floor, the second floor space is a not very wide hall.

The floor of the hall is actually rare wooden, and it has been arranged into a living room with a retro feel.

A coffee table, a few expensive sofas, and a lotus chandelier. What is even more bizarre is that rows of mahogany bookshelves are actually placed on the side.

Before Lance approached, there was a burst of scholarly fragrance.

“How many books are hidden in this place!”

Lance looked at the books on the shelves, suddenly a little shocked.

Is this the private library of Master William himself?

When I thought of this, Lance felt a bit enthusiastic in his heart: If I could find some construction materials in it… you don’t even need construction materials, it’s books about witchcraft, and he would make a lot of money!

In any case, Master William himself is also a legendary wizard. It may not be comparable to the two great wizard kings of Gu Wanlun, but it is definitely not inferior to Singler’s and his like.

“It’s weird. The second layer mentioned in Grandpa Sauter’s notebook is obviously a different situation. Could something have happened?”

Lance stepped into the bookshelf while wondering that the scene before him was inconsistent with what was said in the notebook.

A number of beautifully packaged books appeared in his eyes.

He looked over with some excitement, but the next second, the titles of these books made him a little stunned:

“Sorodok Poems”, “Amber’s Story”, “Miss Lisa’s Love”, “Mistress 2: Betrayal”…

“What kind of books are these~!?”

Lance scratched his head and muttered to himself: “It’s probably in the wrong area.”

It’s just that the bookshelves here are not marked with the type of books, so Lance can only change a row at random.

The result still surprised him:

“Nine Differences Between Men and Women”, “The Scarecrow by the River”, “The Tragedy of the Frog”, “Tarot Cards and Divination”…

Lance was a little dumbfounded.

Why are these inexplicable books? It looks like a mundane book? How could it appear in the steel tower of Master William?

Looking down at the entire row of bookshelves, the tarot cards and divination seem to have something to do with witchcraft.

But in fact, when Lance unwillingly took the book off the shelf and flipped through it for a while, he was surprised to find that the book was nothing but shit!

Shit doesn’t make sense!

“This kind of thing is completely for those who have nothing to do with deep-seated women, right?”

Lance shuttled through the rows of bookshelves, frantically trying to find a reliable book.

But afterwards, he was still desperate.

Because of the books here, none of them are serious at all!

All are nonsense, or pure storybooks, or eye-catching vulgar books-in short, none of them have anything to do with witchcraft.

Looking at the vast books in front of him, Lance could only shook his head gently.

It turned out to be empty and happy.

…

“Sir, please don’t disturb the order of these books. It took me a long time to put them in different categories.”

A pleasant voice suddenly rang behind Lance.

Lance was taken aback, only to see a man in pajamas standing behind him.

He walked over quickly, took the book in Lance’s hand naturally, and glanced at it slightly, revealing a look of surprise: “Ahha? So you like this book too? Always die, this is me. A loyal reader of the author, I love every book she writes. The content is so wonderful! Have you noticed that sick cat strangled to death by the mad hostess? I love it so much, this plot The design is really hard to accept, but I am a fan of her after all, so I was sad for a while, and still accepted the ending…After all, this is fate, isn’t it?”

Lance looked at the man in front of him in a daze.

The book in his hand, called “Crazy Family 1”, seems to be a serialized book.

“Excuse me, are you?” Lance asked cautiously.

He asked this knowingly. Because as early as the moment this man appeared, he looked at it with death gaze.

Sure enough, he has no soul fog. This guy is a construct.

But what made Lance puzzled and shocked was that he could still see some clues from his appearance in the face of an elite construct like Childe or Alton.

There is only this man in front of him, his outside is simply perfect, he doesn’t feel any structure!

Even his voice was calm and gentle, no different from ordinary people.

Such a construct… I am afraid it has exceeded the elite level.

The man patted his head and said suddenly: “Forgot to introduce myself. I am Mark Thirty-Six. As you can see, I am actually a construct.”

“But I have always liked human stories. I like all kinds of novels, poems, and prose. I have read all the books here, but I still read it the second time, and I love these stories to death. . So sometimes I can’t help myself.”

“Come on, guests, let’s go over there and have a chat.”

Led by Mark Thirty-Six, the two walked out of the bookshelves and into the living room.

“Please sit down.” Mark Thirty-Six looked very polite.

Lance nodded slightly and sat on the sofa.

“I have already said that, I have read all the stories here. So sometimes, I will look forward to some fresh stories.” Mark Thirty-Six stared at Lance tightly: “Then, come from afar Guest, do you have any fresh stories for me to listen to?”

“If I am satisfied, I will give you something. Interesting gadgets, not very valuable, but very useful.”

“If I can’t be satisfied…”