My Empire

"The principle of this kind of thing is actually very simple. If we improve it like this..." In a dimly lit room, an old man with wrinkles on his face was looking at the working machine in front of him, and said slowly.

In fact, what was placed in front of him was a radar produced by Ailan Hill, and these parts were stolen from the previous attack. For these equipment, the puppet empire lost a lot of elite power.

Some things are like this, once you know the principle, you will feel a sense of sudden enlightenment. As far as the magic empire is concerned, the radar is not an inability to complete the design.

Behind him, a young magician shook his head and explained to several magicians: "This instrument was not available when I was in Ailan Hill. I really don't know if there is a more advanced alternative. Products..."

"You'd better remember, Ailan Hill, is it still developing similar equipment! A little information is fine, no matter what direction." In front of the young magician, an elderly magician was getting older. Some asked unwillingly.

This young magician is a defector from Ailan Hill. They defected from Ailan Hill back then, and it has been a long time since they were approached to ask some questions about Ailan Hill.

In fact, it is also because they have defected for a long time, so the information and technology they possess are no longer so important.

As a result, in the last few days, in order to break Allanhill's new technology faster and better, these defectors have been summoned again and asked over and over again about radar and other radio technology.

Regrettably, although the Puppet Empire wanted to master this kind of technology, they did not get any valuable information from these defectors. Everyone shook their heads and said that they did not know the similar technology, because in that era, Ailan Hill's radar technology is still a very confidential technology.

The magicians who defected to the Puppet Empire in front of them were part of Ailan Hill's spies, and of course they would not leak their secrets. The other part is the magician who followed Frenzberg to study the combination of magic and science and technology. They will naturally not be exposed to the related technology of radar technology.

Farther away, a group of magicians gathered together and were debugging a device modified with magic.

"We are thinking of ways to improve its working accuracy, so that it can detect faster enemy missiles..." A magician debugged the equipment in front of him, and emphasized confidently.

After all, for the magic empire, it is actually very easy to shoot magic beams in one direction, but the previous magic methods did not have much effect, so people rarely use this kind of technology.

After all, in the past era of magic, attacks all occurred within visible distance, and wasting magic to detect enemies remotely did not have much practical meaning in combat.

But now it's different. The magic of long-range alert has a place to be used, and the magic detection after technical enhancement can definitely be used in the actual combat direction.

The puppet empire is so keen to integrate the science and technology of Ailan Hill, it is actually looking for a solution that can crack the long-range strike of Ailan Hill missile. If they can resolve the threat of nuclear weapons and ballistic missiles, they can deal with this protracted war more calmly.

Frenzberg stood in the crowd and remained silent. In fact, he really has poured a five-flavored bottle in his heart now, how can he feel a sense of immortality?

Before he was in Ailan Hill, he was in charge of researching similar magic and science and technology research knowledge. When he betrayed the Holy Demon Empire and went to Ailan Hill, he was also convinced that this kind of technology represented the vast future of the magical world.

But then he got bored, he really got bored. Tired of the insipidity of not going to study advanced magic principles, but wasting time on the development of the almost useless combination of technology and magic.

He wants to be exposed to more magic, as if he could hear a voice whispering in his ear, urging him, let him obey his own **** and approach the source of magic.

Encouraged by this voice, he felt that Ailan Hill's path was problematic, at least it was incomplete and unreasonable. So he accepted the price given by the spies of the puppet empire who came to his door, and betrayed Alan Hill who accommodated him.

As a result, now he unexpectedly discovered that the puppet empire that had been so powerful in his heart was still defeated by Ailan Hill on the battlefield.

It's just a continual defeat. Frenzberg didn't care much about the outcome of the war. He was more keen to approach the source of magic and study more powerful and coveted magic.

But he was really ruthlessly taunted in real time: When he was close to the source of magic and had no experience, his teacher Travis actually arranged for him a brand new job, one that no one had studied before the Puppet Empire. , But it's more and more important work.

Yes, yes, he is now in charge of the "Science and Magic Technology Fusion" development project of the Puppet Empire...just the same work he did when he was in Ailan Hill.

He really wanted to throw everything he could throw, and then scolded his mentor, Travis, and then asked the other person: "If I am willing to study these things, I'm in Ailan Hill. Is the research good? What am I doing here? What am I doing?"

It's a pity that he didn't dare to do this, so he could only be sullen, presided over the work in front of him, and began to study the high-end science and technology from Ailan Hill for the puppet empire and the devil.

"Mr. Frenzberg... this beam speed is very fast... and very accurate, but we don't have a similar screen display, and we can't imitate it in a short time. How to solve this?" A magician repeated the simulation. The operation of the radar beam can only get very vague perception results, and he asked unsatisfactorily.

"In fact, we can use magic spar powder to bundle the magic output on a plane to create a similar virtual environment..." Frenzberg was a little absent-minded, and replied after thinking about it.

This is a very clumsy method, but it is also a more appropriate method that the Puppet Empire can use immediately.

Using this technology, the incoming direction of the missile can be judged, and the altitude and approximate distance can be simply locked. The disadvantage is that the personnel who need to operate the magic radar are very familiar with this kind of dust display operation.

There really is no other way, because the Puppet Empire can't even produce a serious TV, let alone a radar display.

Listening to a group of clueless and arrogant magicians discussing science and technology that they don't understand at all, Frenzberg felt that he was standing amongst a group of stupid monkeys.

He could only stand awkwardly, occasionally making some suggestions of his own, and then being taken by a group of magicians as his own.

At this moment, he even began to miss the time when he worked in Ailan Hill's technical institute. At least at that time, many young people with real ideals and aspirations gathered around him. Those young people have IQ online, and at some point they can even provide him with some inspiration.

But now? The group of stupid guys in front of them actually don’t have any serious skills. They can only follow behind Ailan Hill, **** the mature technology of others, steal it, and then copy it with a technology that the puppet empire can understand. .

Can it be surpassed just by copying and just plagiarism? Just relying on the crude fusion of the inner principles that can't even be understood, can it really defeat the Alanhill Empire that is becoming more and more obscure?

Frenzberg felt that he was completely wasting time here. He looked at the few young defecting magicians who were looking at the painful expressions and constantly thinking of Ailan Hill's skills, and shook his head helplessly.

It's impossible for these young people to know such cutting-edge technology, let alone young people like them, even Frenzberg himself is increasingly unable to understand the scientific and technological achievements from Ailan Hill.

He couldn't imagine that Ailan Hill could improve the **** puppets, and naturally he couldn't imagine that the **** puppets of Ailan Hill could defeat the "original" **** puppets of the puppet empire.

In fact, in his opinion, if the puppet technology of the puppet empire is surpassed by others, there is basically no need for this "country" to use the puppet as its own empire.

"We can finally detect Ailan Hill's missile! In this way, combined with the technology provided by the devil, we seem to be able to try to intercept the attack from Ailan Hill!" A magician exclaimed with confidence over there. .

The colleagues around the magician nodded frequently, as if they could make the Ailan Hill Empire bow down.

Frenzberg shook his head desperately and walked towards the gate step by step. He really didn't want to talk to these people now, even though these people were very polite and kind to him when he first came.

In this way, he walked out of the laboratory step by step, passed the senior magician guarding the door, walked up the steps, and walked into the sunny hall.

When he stopped behind the Grand Magister Travis, his face had the same smile as when he was in Ailan Hill, as if he was wearing a mask.

Before his mentor could ask questions, he bowed his head, concealed his thoughts without blushing, and reported softly: "Everything is going well, very smoothly."——

These days, Long Ling is out of town, and there is no condition to make up for it. The one that owes everyone is made up a little bit later, so don't worry.