‘Si~Si~’

There are a total of 12 printers in the printer room, all running at full speed. Zhang Yuan was busy running around in the printer room without stopping for a moment.

At the door of the room, Lu Meng, wearing a burgundy long skirt, stood by the door, her white jade-like face filled with a charming smile. The two technicians who were busy in the printing room just now were so fascinated by her that they could not find Bei. Her eyes stared at her, and water was almost flowing out of the corners of her mouth.

In addition, Lu Meng also gave the two of them 50 purple star shields.

Beauty and money are both used together, and the gods will be hit, not to mention two ordinary people.

The two technicians not only opened up the rights to use all 3D printers to Zhang Yuan, but also took the initiative to act as guards at the door, blocking other idle people.

On this side, Zhang Yuan would occasionally look at the door a few times, and then he saw that Lu Meng did not show any murderous aura or coldness. Her smile was like a flower, her eyebrows were affectionate, and her whole body was like a ripe peach, which made people want to take a bite.

'This girl is worthy of being from the intelligence department. She acts like this drama.' Zhang Yuan was amazed. Lu Meng like this, she doesn't have any warrior temperament. She is obviously a stunning charm.

He felt completely relieved, opened his mind to machinery, and made all his efforts to create parts.

Time passed by minute by minute. About 5 minutes later, Lu Meng's voice suddenly sounded in Zhang Yuan's ears: "The situation is a little bit wrong. I saw Dalimon City Guard appear at the entrance of the passage."

Zhang Yuan was shocked: "Well, how many people are here?"

"15, they will check one by one, and they will find us in at most 5 minutes." A hint of anxiety appeared in Lu Meng's voice.

At this time, the parts needed for Zhang Yuan to repair the Night Magic machine have basically been printed. There are many parts, each part is very heavy, with the heaviest being more than 200 kilograms. It is impossible to accurately assemble the parts by manpower, and can only rely on the standard assembly machine equipped in the printing room.

After estimating the progress, Zhang Yuan said: "Five minutes are not enough, I need about 10 minutes to complete the mecha assembly."

While speaking, he began to evenly apply super krypton gold permeate on the surface of the parts. These gold-titanium alloys were originally light yellow, and the sound made by tapping with their fingers was very crisp. However, when the permeate was applied, it turned into dark gold at a speed visible to the naked eye. The sound of the knocking seemed very dull and became non-gold and non-wood.

His movements were very fast and orderly. He believed that Lu Meng must have a way to buy him these 10 minutes.

Lu Meng does have a way.

The moment before, she was still smiling and talking and laughing with the two technicians, but the next moment she became frosty. She suddenly raised her hand and cut a knife on the necks of the two technicians who were fascinated by the soul. The two guys fell softly to the ground, unconscious.

The action was too intense, which touched her physical injury. She immediately coughed and a lot of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. However, she kept moving and quickly took out a small thing the size of an egg from her space folding bracelet. I don’t know how she did it, and the printing room behind her turned into a smooth wall. The wall looked harmonious with the surrounding scenery, and the existence of the printing room was completely unaware of.

Then, Lu Meng took out a very small laser emitter and waited patiently.

Time passed by minute by minute, and about three minutes later, she gently pressed the button, and a thin and unseen laser light hit the core of the imaging of the large holographic display hanging on the wall on one side of the underground space.

"Bang" The monitor with a side length of more than 5 meters exploded directly, and debris were sprinkled all over the ground. The people around the monitor were frightened and screamed loudly.

There are more than 20 large holographic monitors in the hall. People have become frightened birds and stay away from all holographic monitors. The originally quiet hall suddenly becomes chaotic.

Lu Meng saw the Dalimon soldiers posing for alertness, looking around in surprise, but the crowd was too chaotic, and these soldiers were unable to stand firmly after being rushed.

In the chaos, time passed by minute by minute. After about 5 minutes, with the efforts of the Black Water Security, the underground space was restored to order again. The Dalimon warriors did not continue to search. They lowered their heads, as if they were saying something, and then they retreated together.

Lu Meng was frightened and immediately contacted Zhang Yuan: "We should have been discovered. If I guess correctly, the ground must have been blocked."

Zhang Yuan's voice came over: "It's okay, I'm already assembling the Night Magic Machine, and it can be completed in one minute at most."

One minute? This time is indeed enough. Lu Meng believes that as long as Zhang Yuan has the Night Magic Mecha again, no one will be able to stop him.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and her body felt weak at once. She slowly slid down against the wall. She whispered: "Congratulations, after you go out, you tell Luo Feng to let him live well and not let my father sacrifice in vain!"

In the printing room, Zhang Yuan was operating the assembly machine, his hands were flying, and the assembly arms of the machine kept swinging back and forth, and one part after another was accurately installed on the Night Magic Machine. When he heard Lu Meng's words, Zhang Yuan was slightly stunned: "What are you saying? It's the same as the last words."

Lu Meng sat on the ground, blood kept gushing out of her throat and nose. She whispered: "The ground is blocked, I am seriously injured and cannot bear any impact. You can't take me with you. Instead of struggling and dying in pain, it's better to wait for death here quietly."

‘Crack~’ Zhang Yuan put on the last piece of armor on the Night Magic Machine, then jumped into the cockpit, opened the mecha main control brain, and began to perform the final debugging.

He used his work hard and said while debugging, "Don't worry, I just made a small modification to the Night Magic Machine, and made some space in the cockpit. After squeezing, we can go out together."

Lu Meng felt her spirits become in a daze, and an unprecedented sense of weakness surged from the depths of her body, and her eyes turned black. She whispered: "It's useless. My body can't bear any maneuvering overload now, so just let me stay here."

"The self-test is completed, the mecha state is normal, and the current energy remains 31%. "The main control brain of the Night Magic Machine reported the detailed state of the mecha.

The energy was a little low, so Zhang Yuan quickly opened the fuel replenishment port of the mecha, added a kilogram of super-heavy hydrogen, then closed it, and looked at the mecha energy, and it had become 97%, which was enough to use.

After doing this, Zhang Yuan ran towards the door of the printing room. There was a "wall" at the door of the printing room. Zhang Yuan stretched out and found that it was an optical illusion. He rushed out immediately and saw Lu Meng sitting at the door without any hesitation, with blood all over his mouth and nose. Compared with Xia on his white jade-like face, the blood seemed very dazzling.

Seeing Zhang Yuan walk out, she turned her head slightly, looked at Zhang Yuan, and smiled weakly: "I used a little harder when I dealt with these two guys just now."

Her eyes were very quiet, and she seemed to be relieved.

This look of Lu Meng made Zhang Yuan jump suddenly, and he felt an ominous feeling.

When he was on the battlefield in his previous life, he had seen too many similar scenes. When a comrade-in-arms looked like this on his face, it meant that he had been seriously injured and had reached the final stage of his life.

When he was on the battlefield, Zhang Yuan had experienced countless separations of life and death. He was almost numb, but this time, he felt reluctant in his heart.

Lu Meng is a powerful warrior and a genius. He has caused him a lot of trouble, but he has also helped him a lot. Without him, Zhang Yuan would never have been able to repair the Night Magic Machine so quickly.

He bent down, picked up Lu Meng from the ground, and smiled and said, "The account between us has not been settled yet. Do you want to die now?"

He could not have treated such injuries in his previous life, but in this life, even the serious injuries would be a minor problem for him.

Lu Meng smiled bitterly: "I have worked hard all my life and have never enjoyed peace. Can't you let me stay well at the last moment?"

Zhang Yuan took out 10 flawless jade pills and stuffed them into Lu Meng's mouth. These 10 jade pills contain little pure spirit, only 10 points, but they contain 350 violent points, which is enough to greatly speed up her physical recovery.

As soon as Jade Pill was in her stomach, Lu Meng's spirit was immediately revived. Her eyes, which had just dimmed, suddenly lit up again. The cold feeling of weakness in her body disappeared, and a warm current surged rapidly inside the body. Wherever she flowed, the pain would be greatly relieved.

She was so angry that she spoke: "What did you give me food?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said half-truely: "The jade pills from the Aum Empire were given to me by Bai Ying, and I found a way to purify them again. How about it, is this thing effective, right?"

As he said that, he saw that Chunneng space suit was put on Lu Meng again, and then placed her on the anti-cushioning soft seat behind the driver's seat of the Night Magic Machine. After tied it tightly with an elastic buckle, Zhang Yuan then got into the cockpit.

"The space is a bit crowded, you can bear it."

"It's okay, it's not particularly uncomfortable."

Zhang Yuan closed the cockpit door, then quickly operated to increase the oxygen concentration in the cabin, adjust the temperature, and fine-tune the mecha balance software.

At this moment, a voice came from the 3D printing outdoor: "Zhang Yuan, I am the commander of Dalimon City Guard Raka Mondel, you are surrounded by me now, don't make any meaningless struggles. As long as you return the card, you are still Dalimon's VIP, Dalimon will pay a lot of money. If you don't return it, don't blame us for being rude."

Zhang Yuan didn't say anything. He was still debugging the mecha. This was his habitual operation. Whenever he got a new mecha, he would have to adjust the mecha to its best state, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable all over.

"Zhang Yuan, I know you are inside. I hope you can recognize the status quo and not have any luck. Remember, there are 20,000 people in this refuge, all of them are innocent. Once a conflict occurs, it will be good for anyone."

"Crack~" Zhang Yuan began to debug his rapid-fire magneto-current cannon. One of them checked and debugged the sight at the same time. He also did several simulated shooting maneuvers. As for Raka, he completely regarded it as a wind in his ears.

"Zhang Yuan, you still have the last 10 seconds. If you surrender again, we will have to use force!"

Zhang Yuan took out the Qiushui Sword and waved it several times in a row. The Qiushui Sword is a straight sword, similar to a sword, and it is also used for the violent mecha. Zhang Yuan could use it as a sword.

After a few waves, he sighed: "Oh, I don't have the right hand, I really don't have the right hand hand."

It can only be used for one thing.

“10,9,8”

Lu Meng reminded: "Zhang Yuan, be careful that they ignore the use of powerful nuclear bombs by the people!"

Zhang Yuan was shocked. Such a thing was absolutely impossible in the Earth Federation, but in the place where stars shine, it was impossible.

It's right.
Chapter completed!