Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 774 105. Idealist fools and materialist fools - add more for your Canaan brothers [1215]

Rustbolt Town, this is a resistance camp located off the coast of Mechagon Island.

Established by the prince of the mechanical gnomes, Prince Erazmin, it is the home of those mechanical gnomes who are unwilling to accept the "return to the source of machinery". Most of the mechanical gnomes who escaped from there after the city riots live here.

It is far away from the city of Mechagon, and far from the king's legion, and with Bondo's courtyard as the central buffer, it still maintains a precarious stability.

But everyone knew that with the poor firepower of this camp, as long as King Mechagon made up his mind to attack by force, it would only take a day or two for it to be destroyed.

But tonight, Rustbolt Town is not peaceful.

The battle that took place in the courtyard attracted the attention of the mechanical gnomes. These smart guys released the small aircraft they made to inquire about the news, and then quickly reported the situation there to the leader of the town, His Highness the Prince.

However, Prince Erazmin is not in the mood to think about the attack on his "good neighbor" right now, he has other things to do.

At the highest point of this metal city built on a pile of mechanical waste, in a mechanical house that fits the height of dwarves, the prince was walking around anxiously.

As the only son of King Mechagon, the "pioneer of mechanical transformation", His Royal Highness naturally accepted the mechanical transformation, and all his transformations were done by his own father.

Therefore, the transformation level of Prince Erazmin is absolutely first-class in the entire Mechagon, and even the entire Azeroth.

The various modules and armor on his body are not only well-made, but also elegant in shape. Those metal blocks are arranged in a precise and perfect way around his body, forming a set of outer armor similar to knight armor for him.

According to Trixie, His Royal Highness is the strongest on the island after King Mechagon. There are twenty-three types of attack modules in his body, which is simply the perfect product of engineering glory and destructive power.

Unfortunately, His Royal Highness is a hopeless pacifist.

He never used the destructive weapons equipped on his body, which made King Mechagon very dissatisfied, so that the father and son had intense quarrels and conflicts afterwards.

The prince himself is also a highly skilled engineering master. He has learned many superb technologies from his father that ordinary mechanical gnomes cannot touch.

But again, the advancement of technology cannot replace the growth of personal psychology.

In this darkness, even with the help of the logic and emotion module, His Royal Highness still can't calm down.

"Are you sure, he will definitely come?"

Prince Erazmin asked for the thirteenth time, the special visual module of his eyes is constantly changing the arrangement of electronic light spots, from an "X" shape to two "?" shapes, which perfectly expresses the prince's inner doubts.

Facing his repeated inquiries, Trixie who came here as a messenger said impatiently:

"My new boss is a great guy. I've heard his bragging subordinates say that he saved the world. If he's one-tenth as good as his bragging, nothing more than a caveman and Bondo couldn't stop him.

Instead of worrying about whether the new boss will attend the appointment, I suggest you readjust your logic modules and think about how to pay him.

My boss is a very greedy person.

In this respect, the insatiable Bondo is a mere dwarf compared to him. "

"I'm just expressing my concerns."

Facing Trixie's impatience, the mechanical prince explained seriously:

"I have never been in contact with land people. I lack the necessary information, so I can't use my logic to think about their power. Most importantly, without data, I can't calculate their purpose.

You say they are here to help, I doubt it. "

"Prudence is a beautiful quality, but being suspicious will only make you look like you have no leadership at all. I have seen so many princes, but you are the most indecisive and least like a prince I have ever seen."

At the moment when the mechanical prince finished speaking, Bu Laike's voice suddenly sounded in the house.

The two dwarves turned their heads and saw that Bo Laike was sitting on the prince's "throne".

In his left hand he held a blood-stained scrap iron crown, and in his right hand he held a mechanical gnome who was bound tightly with ropes and whose limbs had been chopped off.

As they looked over, Bo Laike coughed and said:

"And you, Trixie, you just joined us and don't know much about our rules.

If you continue to speak ill of me behind my back next time, I will send you to clean the hull of the fleet. You said that your body will not rust after being waterproofed. I doubt it very much. "

"I was wrong, boss, and I'll make it right, I swear."

Trixie looked at the mechanical gnome in Bo Laike's hand with surprise, and she recognized Bondo. The new boss is really good, and he really captured Bondo Bulky!

As for the blood-stained scrap iron crown, it must be the emblem of the caveman king.

"You are doubting my purpose of coming to Mechagon. I admit that I am here driven by my own interests, but this does not prevent us from reaching cooperation."

Bu Laike threw the unconscious Bundo on the ground, put the emblem of the caveman king on the table in front of him, and pushed it to Prince Erazmin who was opposite.

Say:

"The troglodyte king's emblem is a show of force, Bondo Bulky is at your disposal, and perhaps you can trade him for the full assistance of the new leader of the Yard for your cause.

This is my sincerity. "

"Thank you, foreign land people."

After seeing the two things in front of him, the mechanical prince could not help but relax his cautious mind. He expressed his sincere thanks to Bu Laike and said:

"It's really troublesome for you."

"Oh, you are too polite, Your Highness."

Bu Laike waved his hands and said in a relaxed tone:

"I serve my clients, how can I bother? As long as you give me a price, I will be very willing to do these things for you.

After all, it is saving a down and out civilization, which does not conflict with the creed of our uncrowned ones.

Of course, adequate remuneration is also a virtue.

I think my mechanic has explained my opinion for you, so how much is the caveman king and Bondo's courtyard worth in your heart? "

The prince was silent for a moment.

There are floating lines on the device around his eyes, which represent his thinking at this time. Taking this opportunity, Bu Laike is also observing the 1.2 meter mechanical prince.

His mechanical transformation has gone very deep.

With sophisticated mechanical enhancements to his eyes, ears and throat, he must be intelligent, as evidenced by his bald Mediterranean haircut.

Smart people probably like to use this hairstyle to express their intelligence.

And the prince speaks very methodically, full of a strange sense of caution and rhythm.

He has a super ability to control emotions. According to the information that Laike overheard just now, the prince probably has some kind of mechanical module used to suppress excess emotions in his body.

It's amazing.

In the magical world of Azeroth, there is such an avant-garde and unique black technology power.

"I heard from Trixie what you had to say about the Mechagon Flyer."

After more than ten seconds of thinking, Prince Erazmin made up his mind and said:

"I can probably calculate that you are very interested in our technological crystallization, and because of your contribution to our resistance, I can give you the 'Rustbolt Resistor' aircraft in our hand.

It was a prototype of the HK-8 air suppression unit currently used by my father, brought out of Mechagon when we fled.

Its performance is superior, but it lacks weapon mods, our mechanics can help you add more powerful engines and weapons if you need it.

But the weapons in our hands are not enough.

Therefore, the modification materials have to be found by yourself. "

"make a deal!"

The pirate snapped his fingers and said:

"I am very satisfied with the reward.

Also, deep in the troglodyte king's lair, I have two clockwork titans and a very strange loot, but it is still unfinished and I need to borrow your mechanics to help me fix it.

Finally, I want to talk to you about a matter that concerns you, but I think we can spend a little time getting to know each other first, and enough has happened tonight.

So let's talk about this tomorrow. "

"Can."

The mechanical prince agreed to the proposal sensibly. He casually looked at Bu Laike up and down, and said:

"As a personal thank you, I will present you with a pocket computing device of the latest type that I have personally made, and the twenty chips we currently have will be available to you.

Also, do you need a mechanical boost to your strength? "

As if he was afraid that Laike would not understand what he meant, the prince explained thoughtfully:

"You walk very quietly, almost silently, but if you are willing to try my 'New Sound Absorbing Material' and 'Custom Silent Foot', your stealth ability will be further improved.

Of course, maybe you don't need to hide either!

On the battlefield of hand-to-hand combat, perhaps you can embed a few spare daggers in your body, so that you can use them at will in fierce battles.

Or add a mechanical arm to the body that can shoot without dead ends and be used for hand-to-hand combat?

However, I suggest that it is best not to quench the poison before embedding the weapon."

To be honest, facing this invitation, Bu Laike was a little ready to move. After all, which man can resist the ultimate temptation of "incarnation of an iron man"?

But the problem is that the mechanical body cannot store and use magic power.

Once Bu Laike is to be transformed, perhaps the skills of assassins and hunters will be mechanically enhanced, but the way of warlocks will be abandoned, which is not what pirates want.

So he shook his head and declined, saying:

"In addition to being an assassin, I am also a warlock and a hunter. These two professions require me to perceive magic and nature with flesh and blood. Mechanical enhancement will affect my strength."

"Spellcaster? I've been doing research on this."

Facing Bo Laike's refusal, the prince, who is very smart but does not seem to have a high EQ, said very interestedly:

"I've always wanted to find ways to increase the creativity of spellcasters.

I was thinking, if you embed magic prisms and energy containment modules on your limbs, will it improve your spell manipulation and destructive power in an unexpected way?

Also, you can use magic to create various rays. I have been thinking, is your magic ray the same as natural light?

Is that magic coming out of your body?

Or is it gushing from some unseen source and flowing through your body?

To be honest, I don't think the way magic works is logical at all. "

"Uh"

Bu Laike blinked and said:

"Your question is very strange.

But I think you and my mentor will definitely have something in common. She has been working on the research on the origin of magic. Perhaps you can provide her with a new idea.

But I still have to say no to your invitation.

If I transform myself, my pets won't recognize me, and I don't want to lose them. "

"Is it because of that queer idea the hunters have been preaching?"

His Royal Highness asked again:

"I have heard from our sentinels on Kul Tiras that hunters believe that the source of their strength and that of their beasts is an emotional connection.

The deeper this connection, the stronger the strength of both parties, and the more they can know each other's mind.

In my opinion, this is also the very unreasonable statement of idealist fools.

For example, I have a lot of logic-emotional circuit chips in my hand. If I implant them into the brains of you and your pet, then you can understand each other's thoughts without wasting time to cultivate feelings.

This process may be accompanied by pain and conflict, but with additional reinforcement, both of you will have the opportunity to communicate better. "

"No, no, machines can't replace these."

Bu Laike corrected:

"You materialistic fool can't understand the greatness and beauty of nature's connection, machinery is powerful, but you have to harness it with a heart.

Instead of being driven by it, like your crazy father.

He is a typical example of pursuing technology and abandoning humanity. Mechanical enhancement is always a means rather than an end. Don't put the cart before the horse.

Well, go away with your goddamn weird questions.

I'm going to take a break. "

"Oh, okay, I'm too reckless, a distinguished guest like you really needs to take a good rest, and then visit Rustbolt Town's...well, the scenery.

I'll see you tomorrow, and I'm going to tell my friends the good news that the Caveman King and Bondo are dead. "

His Royal Highness nodded, turned around and left in a good manner.

But a few seconds later, he pushed open the door awkwardly and said:

"Well, this seems to be my room, sir."

"I have arranged for you a room that is more comfortable and more suitable for flesh and blood creatures, just below. By the way, you need to drink water to survive, right?

Hope you brought your own water, Mechagon. Well, there's no such thing as clean water anymore. But if you're willing to try the oil drink, I have thirteen delicious oil cocktails. "

(end of this chapter)