Mecha Forger

Anyone?

These two words were like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads.

Everyone's eyes turned to Tang Fan in unison.

Tang Fan didn't say a word. He took out a high-power telescope from the space button and handed it to Song Ci, and pointed in the direction of the metallic luster.

Song Ci frowned, held an antique telescope, and looked in the direction Tang Fan pointed.

Among the layers of green, there is an inconspicuous metallic luster. Under the magnification of the antique telescope, it becomes more obvious.

"Do you know what kind of metal that is?"

Although Song Ci did not explain it specifically, everyone's eyes unanimously focused on Tang Fan again.

Especially the mecha casters and starship casters looked at Tang Fan with such intense eyes that they almost saw through him.

The ability to distinguish metal materials with the naked eye is really enviable!

How did Tang Fan do it?

Can they learn from a master?

The kind that pays tuition!

It really doesn't work...

You might also consider calling her daddy!

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Facing everyone's scorching gazes, Tang Fan wiped his hands with cold sweat, took a step back, hid behind Song Ci, and whispered: "It should be a common memory metal.

However, to prevent prying eyes, an invisible coating is applied to the outside.

Judging from this effect, even if the coating is a civilian product, it should be more than ten or twenty years old. "

The effect was so bad that the head of Tang Dynasty was embarrassed to complain.

She was afraid that once she opened her mouth, she wouldn't be able to stop at all.

Song Ci Major General Song put down the telescope and raised his eyebrows, "That being said, it can almost be closed."

Although Song Ci didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew in their hearts the half of what he didn't say...

More than ten or twenty years ago, it was the time when Ulikummi and Jim Field passed away one after another.

Tang Fan clicked his tongue, "If you want to say that, it's not impossible!"

Song Ci played with the telescope in his hand and said with a smile, "How sure are you?"

Tang Fan glanced at him and sneered: "Since you don't believe me, then go and verify it yourself!"

Song Ci raised his hand, rubbed Tang Fan's head hard, and said angrily: "You know that I don't mean it, and you still say such things on purpose.

Make me angry, right? "

Tang Fan quickly jumped a step aside to escape Song Ci's clutches, staring at him without saying a word.

Looking at Tang Fan's big bright eyes, Song Ci couldn't help but squeeze his palms.

It feels really good!

However, the child has grown up, become rebellious, and is not allowed to be touched casually.

What a pity!

With this regret, Major General Song Ci quickly arranged the arrangements.

Major General Song's personal soldiers are naturally not vegetarians. Although they are not as good as Tang Fan in terms of mecha casting, and they are not as good as Tao Qingxi in terms of pharmaceuticals, they are not much different.

As for other aspects?

It's still more or less manageable.

At least, the group of machine-made "little bugs" that were sent to the green planet next door half an hour later were not inferior to Miss Tang Fan in terms of their degree of simulation and the precision of their structure.

Under the control of talented people, 80% of these realistic "little bugs" landed on the planet next door, and played their due role perfectly, bringing back a lot of image data. It also confirmed Tang Fan's judgment.

It was indeed a "small house" made of memory metal, with only three floors and an area of ​​no more than 300 square meters.