My Empire

"Indeed, the spiritual power of a mortal is not enough to support a complete puppet!" Frenzberg agreed, and then continued: "However, why can I think of this? Because my spiritual power has been poured into a different puppet. In the complete puppet!"

"At that moment I discovered that if you control an incomplete puppet, you can control a part of the puppet's structure with very little mental power!" Frenzberg seems to want to express his pride, but his tone is Plain to no waves.

William was taken aback, and then looked at Frenzberg: "You mean... you have found a way to allow mortals to control the puppet prosthesis?"

"Yes, William, I found it!" Frentzberg admitted to William's conjecture: "Imagine that all the thousands of wounded in Ailan Hill who lost their limbs due to the war can regain their lives. , They even have more power than mortals!"

"The arm they lost can return to their body again, and it can become more convenient than in the past!" Frenzberg, with only a head and body left, said of this amazing technique, as if It was talking about a trivial matter.

"Teacher! If what you say is true, then the Academy of Sciences will be grateful for your contribution and named this technology after you!" William said excitedly.

Allan Hill’s foreign war has been fought for 4 years, although the people have gained tangible benefits, and the loss of the empire has always been within a controllable range.

The most recent battle against the devil even achieved a super proud record of annihilating hundreds of thousands of opponents at the cost of 4 deaths.

But even with the most disparate proportion of casualties, Ailanhill still has wounded, especially in the five years when severely wounded, including industrial accidents and other problems, there are a lot of injuries in Ailanhill. .

Disability arising from hundreds of thousands of various problems is naturally a problem that needs to be solved. Ailan Hill has also been working **** the research of prosthetics, but due to technical conditions, the progress is very slow.

High-end prostheses are very rigid in terms of movement, are very expensive, and have very simple functions. Although puppetry has some technological advances in this area, it is still in the exploratory stage.

Now, Frenzberg has actually developed the technique of manipulating some prosthetic limbs with the tiny mental powers of mortals, no matter from which aspect, it has solved a very difficult technical problem for Ailan Hill.

According to Ailan Hill's regulations, if nothing happens, these prosthetic techniques that can restore mobility to the disabled should be named "Frenzberg Prosthetics."

But everyone knows that Frenzberg is a traitor, a magician who has abandoned the empire! If you use this name to name the new prosthesis, you are almost hitting the face of the empire.

"I have no interest in this kind of reward for naming a new technology under my own name." Frentzberg said to William who was in shock: "I took out this technology just to redeem it."

"Two years have passed in a flash... Back then, in order to strengthen my own strength, I felt that my country, friends, family affection... these were useless. At that time, I just wanted to become stronger and felt that other things were all It's just preventing me from getting stronger." The expressionless face looked at the ceiling like this, and Frenzberg told his thoughts in a calm tone.

Although he didn't know the truth or not, and he couldn't tell from his tone of voice whether he had regrets, but William could still hear some feelings he had never heard from Frenzberg.

"Because of my selfishness, mankind has paid a heavy price, and countless people have died because of my selfishness." For the first time, Frenzberg mentioned his sins in front of William.

It can be said that it is precisely because of his betrayal that the puppet empire is in a state of failure when it invades the eternal empire, and it is also because of his betrayal that it has increased the difficulty of the Ailan Hill Empire counterattack.

Millions of people were displaced because of his mistakes, and millions of people died because of his mistakes. It is not an exaggeration to describe him with a wicked sentence.

No one knows whether he regrets it or not. Now he is just lying on the bed, and he doesn't even need to get up to the bathroom once.

"I do not intend to regret my mistakes, because it is meaningless." Frenzberg continued: "But I intend to repent for everything I have done, and make up for the losses caused by my faults as much as possible! "

He paused and continued: "If you just feel that using part of your mental power to control your own prosthetic limbs is all the skills I give you, then you are making a mistake! William! The skills I gave you are not just So simple!"

"If you just control the prosthetic limbs, then you would underestimate the results of my painstaking research in the Puppet Empire for so long!" He mentioned his research, always confident.

In fact, as a person who is willing to betray his beliefs for technology and sell his soul for strength, Frenzberg has been walking until now, and all that is left is the enviable technology and strength.

"If we give up the autonomous control of a puppet...that is to say, after injecting mental power, there is still no need for the puppet to have the function of autonomous control action! Then, let the person who injected the spiritual power synchronously control the puppet..." Frentz Berg continued to talk about the expansion of this technology, which inspired William who could not keep up.

When he heard this, William realized that this technology may be revolutionary for mortals!

He was once again shocked by Frenzberg’s keen sense of smell in the technical field. Looking at his own teacher who was lying on the bed with only his body and head, he was so excited that he said tremblingly: "You mean... the exoskeleton !"

"That's right! It's an exoskeleton! It can give a mortal greater strength and more weight, and it can allow mortals to use powerful magic!" Frenzberg proudly said: "If you don't count the cost, Elan Hill The empire can even build an army of **** puppets! An army of one million **** puppets!"

"Why... why don't you..." William was silent for a long time, and then asked a half question.

"Why not give this technology to the puppet empire? Give it to Travis?" Frentzberg heard William's question, interrupted William's question, and then asked the other party back.

William didn't speak, but his expression clearly showed that Frenzberg's rhetorical question was exactly what he wanted to ask.

"This is magic technology, William. Yes, this is indeed magic technology." Frenzberg said without thinking, obviously this answer has been buried in his heart for a long, long time, and he has already figured out the answer. : "But, this is the magic technique of mortals!"

"I gave Travis a technology to give magic to ordinary people, maybe even this broken body will not be left now. He will not allow such magic to exist, and the Puppet Empire will not allow a grant. The props of mortal magical ability appeared in this world!"

"And in this world, if there really is a place that will carry forward this technology, it is here... Ailan Hill... this country that once tolerated me, but was hurt by me."

Having said that, Frenzberg stopped talking, but turned his face to the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

William didn't interrupt his thinking either, leaving Frenzberg to wander around there. Quietness in the room was restored, and only a little bit of time passed.

"If I bring this technology out to you, what can the Alanhill Empire give you?" After not knowing how long, Frenzberg finally spoke and asked a question that surprised William.

In fact, if the subject is slowed down and replaced with "What can Elan Hill give me", then it seems easier for William to understand that some Frentzberg has always been an egoist, and he suddenly stood in William's position. Considering the problem, this makes William very unaccustomed.

"I...never considered this, teacher. Your Majesty will not treat me badly. I am already the dean of the Royal Academy of Magical Sciences. I have lifelong medical treatment and receive an enviable salary every month..." William forced himself to calm down, and then spoke.

"William! William!..." Frentzberg interrupted William's panic and prevented William from chattering to hide his panic: "You should know how powerful this technology is... If you use it... …"

"Teacher!" This time, it was William's turn to interrupt Frenzberger's words: "I am the dean of the Royal Academy of Magic and Technology of the Allan Hill Empire... I never thought of betraying your Majesty. "

"You always remember who you are... This is the reason why you are better than me." Frenzberg still said with his hoarse, non-human voice: "This is good! I don't worry. You are not me, and you will not follow my old path."

"Then, let's talk carefully about how to strip out the mental power of mortals, and then infuse this technique into the puppet."

"This technique is not difficult. I believe you already have the corresponding research results. Then, if we use the Sairambach magic circle to constrain the stripping technique, we will retain as much as possible..."

"Yes, pour the stripped mental power into a smaller thinking container, and connect it with blood..."

"You are right, William, it seems that you understand the principle of this technology... We don't need to make the puppet move by itself, it does not need to have the ability to act on its own! This is the new puppet technique, which is the'William's puppet technique' ."

"No, you can't name it after me, I shouldn't show up again, boy, I know you respect me, but you can't call it'Frenzberg's Puppet Art'...really can't!"