Mecha Forger

After hearing what Tang Fan said, everyone who had done some research on mecha casting finally connected the vague figure with the legendary genius among geniuses.

The moment he figured it out, the bespectacled man's expression was particularly wonderful.

After much deliberation, he still looked at Song Ci aggrievedly and shouted: "Boss..."

Song Ci pressed his molars and said coldly: "Why are you panicking? If the sky is falling, I will still be holding you up!"

Tang Fan picked up the antique telescope and looked at the planet next door for a while. He touched his chin and said with a smile: "It's been so long and there's still no movement next door. The situation may not be as bad as you think."

Song Ci hurriedly grabbed the telescope from Tang Fan's hand and looked at the opposite side. Thinking of the conversation between Zhao Qian and Solomon Burke just now, he couldn't help but smile.

"Glasses, put two more bugs."

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of Song Ci's operation, the man with glasses still acted according to his instructions honestly.

After a while, two windows with different pictures appeared on the dark screen.

Song Ci watched silently until a small metal particle appeared on the screen. Song Ci then raised his hand and made a pause gesture.

The man with glasses hurriedly stopped the two "little bugs" and followed Song Ci's instructions to control the "little bugs" to absorb the metal and continue moving forward.

Walking and stopping along the way, when near the fence, the "little bugs" that have absorbed too many metal particles have grown from being invisible to the thickness of a finger.

Seeing that his proud work had become like this, the man with eyes looked at Song Ci, feeling aggrieved and embarrassed.

Regarding the pitiful look in the man's eyes, Song Ci simply pretended not to notice it and continued to direct the man in glasses to control the "little bug" toward the fence.

When the "little bug" absorbed the metal particle on the edge of the fence, Song Ci breathed a silent sigh of relief and made a retreat gesture towards the man with glasses with satisfaction.

The silver-white "little bug" as thick as two fingers immediately disappeared into the jungle near the house as quickly as possible.

Zhao Qian, who was sitting in the surveillance room, moved his fingers slightly and "accidentally" deleted a few surveillance shots, muttering to himself: "Young people today are becoming more and more interesting."

If Jim Field is a bad partner, then Ulikummi can only be described as unqualified.

As for Solomon Burke?

Zhao Qian didn't want to put the word partner on his head at all.

It's a pity that now he has no choice at all.

He could only hope that the interesting young people outside would not be too stupid.

As long as they can endure a few more rounds under Solomon Burke, he doesn't mind adding fuel to the fire, draining the fire, and giving Solomon Burke some color.

Zhao Qian sat on the chair in the monitoring room, staring at the monitor in front of him with interest.

Unfortunately, he waited for more than six hours until it was dark. Instead of waiting for what he wanted, Zhao Qian waited for Solomon Burke who insisted on checking the surveillance video.

Looking at Solomon Burke's suspicious eyes and listening to his harsh words, Zhao Qian couldn't help but spit out the fragrance, slapped the table and left.

Solomon Burke, who stayed where he was, did not check the surveillance video immediately, but looked at Zhao Qian's angry back, thoughtfully.

Just as Zhao Qian was dissatisfied with Solomon Burke, Solomon Burke also did not like Zhao Qian as a partner.

There was never any lack of suspicion and suspicion between the two of them.