He Wuming walked to the vending machine while pinching his nose bridge. He looked at it and found that there was no coffee. Before He Wuming expressed his regret, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the side. He Wuming subconsciously reached out to stop it, and when he grabbed it in his hand, he was surprised to find that it was a can of coffee.

"This is the last one. I'll keep it for you." At this time, Lockeon's voice rang aside.

"Bang!"

He inexplicably reached out to pull the coffee pot pull ring away, greeted Lockeon for a moment, then took a sip and sighed: "These days are so tiring!"

"Probably!" Lockeon, who was leaning against the railing, looked up at the ceiling with his head raised.

"I really envy you!" He Wuming looked at Lock'an's leisurely look and couldn't help but feel hatred. When Lock'an insisted that he was only specializing in driving the sniper body, He Wuming had to give more opinions on the three test bodies that were about to be offline in the East Asian Federation. So, he was pulled by the old men and dragged them tightly into the scientific research institute, and was constantly bombarded by a bunch of questions about the armed configuration of the body.

"Is that so? Who made me know how to only drive sniper bodies?" Lockeon smiled happily with a relaxed gesture.

Yes! The details of this bastard, Lockeon, don't know, will He Moming not know? This guy is just trying to be lazy. He Moming suddenly thought of a small figure who had been taken away by the crazy scientific researchers for several days. He couldn't help but smile and said in his heart: "Lockeon, this guy, really cares about Philet!"

After this idea appeared, Lockeon's fishing movement might have been explained. It is probably because he was afraid that Red Harrow would be demolished by those crazy scientific researchers, so he could maintain the minimum participation in the research and development of the new body, so as to leave more time to stare at Red Harrow.

"So, what's going on with Hong Harrow?" He asked inexplicably.

"Ah! Fortunately, at least it was not removed by those weird people." Lockeon replied subconsciously. But as soon as he finished speaking, he immediately reacted. After laughing, he asked back: "Then, my Colonel He. What's going on here should be over? That singer princess has come to the most important day."

When talking about the singer, He Moming immediately thought of Lin Mingmei, whom he hadn't seen for a few days. After counting the days, He Moming and others had been staying in this research institute for almost a week because they wanted to cooperate with the research and development of scientific researchers. In a day, the No. 1 machine will be off the production line. At the same time, Lin Mingmei's first concert in this world will also be held.

He inexplicably subconsciously looked up at the electronic clock hanging on the wall, smiled and said, "Time flies so fast."

"Of course, hurry up! You have been crazy with those old men these days! So, what's the result?" Lockeon shook his head and said.

"Well. It went smoothly. The armed configuration of the No. 1 aircraft is temporarily equipped with standard armed configuration. The No. 2 aircraft is configured with the sniper armed forces you proposed. The No. 3 aircraft is configured according to their original armed plan." He said after throwing the empty coffee can into the trash can.

Upon hearing this, Lockeon couldn't help but spread his hands and said, "Is that so? Wouldn't I have to drive that body?"

"It's not just you, but I also want to drive the No. 1 aircraft for a practical battle. Since then, the resumption of the aircraft requires an excellent operating system to clone, we must use the best pilot to build this model system." He said inexplicably, while raising his hand and pointing to Locken, pointing to himself: "Who else in the East Asian Federation is better than the two of us?"

Upon hearing this, Lockeon couldn't help but smile and said, "You are really confident! But this is also a fact. The pilots of the East Asian Federation have not even had MS. It is really a embarrassment to them to build the operating system by themselves."

"That's it. Then, it's almost time. Lockeon, go and get Red Harrow back. We're going back." He said after looking up at the electronic clock hanging on the wall.

"Understand!" Lockeung nodded and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems that it's time for Red Harrow's hell to end."

When the two of them were packing their own things, He inexplicably greeted Mr. Liu and others, and then got into the car home with Locke, who had successfully snatched back from the group of crazy scientific researchers.

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dark.

There were slight voices in this darkness, and several light lights barely illuminated the stage in front of them. Glitter light slowly scattered from the dome, and three pairs of huge wings gathered from the back of the stage, wrapping the entire stage in it. No matter how hard the audience was looking for the angle, they could not see the scenery behind the wings.

In this atmosphere, everyone couldn't help but feel upset in their hearts, and couldn't help but wonder who was the one who appeared in the concert arranged by the official tonight. Some people even vaguely speculated that a big-name singer would appear here, but the moment he said his name, it was rejected by others. Because they completely didn't believe that the so-called big-name singer would have the ability to cause the official to come forward to arrange it, even if there were rumors that he had an affair with a senior executive.

While everyone was speculating about the mysterious singers about the upcoming show, in a VIP room in this venue that could accommodate tens of thousands of people, two 60- and 70-year-old men were sitting leisurely in it, slowly tasting tea, waiting for the moment when the concert began.

"Old He. Why are you free to come here tonight?" The old man with black-framed glasses picked up the teacup on the table, savored the tea carefully and said.

"Aren't you free?" Another old man called Lao He said without caring after laughing.

"It's just something I care about." The old man put down the teacup, pushed the cup slightly and said.

"Yes! I also care about things. I wonder if we thought of going together?" Old He nodded slightly.

The old man glanced at Lao He, smiled slightly, his eyes flashed with a wise light and said, "It's probably the same! That song really makes me care."

Lao He reached out and picked up the teacup, looked down at the color of the tea, then took a sip and said, "I took the CD that Li Kai brought back for the test." As the teacup was put down, Lao He continued, "I divided the people participating in the test into three groups, namely mild fatigue, moderate fatigue and severe fatigue."

"Oh? Then, what's the result?" The old man's eyes passed through the black-framed glasses and landed on the three huge pairs of wings.

"After listening to a song, the tester with mild fatigue responded in full state. The tester with moderate and severe fatigue only had only one-third of the minimum rest time." Lao He made gestures to express his meaning, and finally he added: "The final test results showed that there were only a little side effects!"

"A little bit?" The old man withdrew his gaze and looked at Lao He.

"That is just going back to the room and fall asleep after the matter is over." Old He laughed.

"Sleeping hard? Haha, it's indeed a side effect." The old man smiled for a while and said again: "It's incredible! Do you think this is the power of the adjuster?"

Old He shook his head and said, "No, this is not the power that the adjuster should have. Their singer-songwriter has no such power at all. And the power placed in front of us can be said to be the only and only power available today!"

"Is it the only one?"

"only!"

"Then let those gangsters put aside their gender and touch this girl!" the old man said firmly.

"Isn't it good to let the boys capture her heart? At least this power will be in our hands!" Lao He retorted.

"Since Colonel He dares to let her stand up, it means they have a backup plan! Do you want to force an ally who is unknown to the enemy? What's more, our MS will be offline tomorrow. Which one is more important, I miss you, and they will know." The old man firmly expressed his attitude and said what he thought in his heart.

Lao He couldn't help but speechless. After he gained the power contained in the singing through experiments, he did think about letting his family gangsters try to capture the girl's heart. But now he was scolded by his old friend and the chairman in front of him, Lao He also figured it out. At this step, there was not much to impress them. Now the East Asian Federation has half its foot on the ladder of rising. At such an important moment, no mistakes are allowed. Since that's the case, let him go!

"I understand! I'll inform those kids now! Let them be more at peace!"

"Well. You must know that there should be other things hidden behind Colonel He. We must treat him carefully and those around him." The old man nodded slowly and said.

While the two old men finished their discussion, the dim venue was suddenly broken by six top-down lights. After six moving traces were drawn along the venue, they focused on the three pairs of huge wings. Suddenly, the whispers on the venue also stopped with the movements of the three pairs of huge wings.

Under the focus of bright lights, huge wings slowly spread out. At the same time, a stream of music with a brisk beat also sounded.

With this brisk beat, the girl wearing a long hair tied into a big ponytail by the hair ring. The girl wearing a blue and white gauze skirt stepped on the same brisk steps and took the stage to the audience's attention.
Chapter completed!