Super Cute New To Marvel

Although it is said to be a document library, this document library, which is almost the size of Manhattan, does not contain a single piece of paper. Don’t ask, it is that the predecessors already achieved paperless offices hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Fisher casually flipped through the terminal in front of him, and found that the archives on the Mantle and Mantle of the World still contained quite a lot of materials, from the customs of various planets in the Forerunner Empire period to some textbooks, and even various professional books. Yes, and there are many scientific books at higher levels. Fisher roughly estimated that if the information stored here is replaced by the size of the Playboy magazines he usually reads, it is estimated that it can fill 30 solar systems.

In fact, Fisher has already started copying, and he has several servers in his storage space at all times, so that he might get some data someday.

However, Fisher's copy operation had just begun, and he was hit by the director of the think tank.

"Hello, ma'am!"

Fisher stood in front of the humming instrument behind him with a flat face, staring straight ahead, looking as innocent as he could.

"This is?" The think tank curator looked at the instrument behind Fisher with interest.

"I am very interested in the customs of the pioneers. You know, there is no end to learning, I just want to copy some textbooks and go back and see!"

"The documents in the database are too complicated, but for you, it's a burden!" The think tank curator of Xiao Jiujiu, who saw through Fisher, did not interrupt the other party, but floated to the console and started to operate smoothly.

"I've seen your battle intelligence servants and soldiers' battle suits. The idea is good, but the design is still too rough! And there is no beauty!"

"Then what's your opinion?"

"I don't have any insights, but I think I can give you some references!"

With a flash of light on the console, the server that originally transmitted the archives suddenly stopped, and then began to hum again.

"For you, too advanced technology is not conducive to the development of your civilization, so I made up my own mind and chose it for you!"

"Thank you so much!" Fisher carefully rubbed his hands and asked.

"Let's take the liberty to ask, what are the technologies you selected!"

"Basic materials, advanced intelligence servants, environmental modification, space drive..." The director of the think tank Barabala said a lot, but Fisher never heard the word big gun.

"These can't be pinched!"

Fisher nodded. The other party did not fool himself, but gave a reasonable reward. The intelligent servant and material can make a good proofing for Atlas' intelligent robot and battle suit. The combination of molecular materials It can also improve Atlas' materials science, environmental transformation, and hyperspace drive to better help Atlas develop space. As for the weapon Fisher's heart desires, there is no more. The think tank curator has done a great job. She completely dismantled and destroyed most of the weapons on the Mantle of Life Some of the standard weapons of the Prometheus Legion and the wreckage of the extremely small particle cannons that were dismantled, but these can only be counted as licks, and they are far less affordable than other things.

Now that he got the things, Fisher would naturally leave, but before he left, he still found the Master Chief and made his own request.

"Then what, can you show me your face?"

The Master Chief himself was stupid. He thought that Fisher was mysteriously looking for him, but he just wanted to see his face, which was not an excessive request, so he took off his helmet.

"Crack!" Fisher quickly took fifty quick shots, and then took a group photo with the other party. At the same time, he declined Lasky's invitation to return to Earth together, saying that he would wait at Requiem. They came back for the BBQ.

After Infinity left Requiem, Fisher looked at Cortana who suddenly appeared beside him.

"Master Chief is gone, you are not uncomfortable at all?"

"We will meet again, he is destined to find me!" Cortana, who has not evolved into a domineering man-made queen, smiled gently, and then looked at Fisher curiously.

"So now that the only means of transportation have left, how are you going to leave this planet?"

"Then don't worry about it, I'm just curious what you will do next?"

"To do what I'm supposed to do, the first thing to solve is the madness of unsc's artificial intelligence!"

"Okay, I understand, so what, let me give you a suggestion, next time you meet the Master Chief, don't be polite, grab the other person and quickly do everything that needs to be done, so that he will completely become your person! Earth! There's an old saying, a boiled duck can't fly!"

"What do you know?" Cortana felt there was something in Fisher's words.

"I don't know much. By the way, next time you meet a black bald head named Locke, you must not be polite. If you don't get rid of that guy, he will be a threat to the Master Chief. You must kill him with a quick knife!" Fisher has never had a good impression of this kind of airborne relationship household who likes to go overboard. Er has disappeared.

And when she asked the identity of the think tank director Fisher, the think tank director also gave her an ambiguous answer.

"Maybe, he is the incarnation of a pioneer?" Seeing Cortana's thoughtful look, the think tank curator just smiled lovingly.

"Come with me, you still have a lot to learn!"

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"Go home, go home!"

Fisher, who reappeared in Marvel, first let out a long sigh of relief, and then leisurely prepared to take a good turn in the Titan base, but as soon as he went out, an energy sword snorted and was inserted in the center. on the wall next to him.

"Sir! I'm so sorry!"

Fisher looked at the culprit standing in the passage on his right. It was a nano-assault team that had returned before. The team leader still had two hilts attached to his waist, and there should be a third place for the buckle.

"If you want to play with the seized dangerous goods, you can go to the training ground. You can play this in the base. Do you want to kill a few unlucky friendly troops? What about your squadron captain?"

Fisher angrily called the commander of the Nano Commando, and then hurriedly rushed over with an energy sword equipped with a long sword handle.

"Sir, what are your orders!"

"Let everyone first write down the names of the captured energy swords and hand them in!" Fisher's face was ashen.

"Everyone, give me a three-month swordsmanship class first!"