"It's okay, it's just human nature," Qian Mo said.
Yuan En Ye Hui put his hands behind his back, intertwined his two fingers, lowered his head and said shyly: "I was just too excited just now, you... don't think too much!"
Qian Mo smiled and shook his head, "Okay, okay, don't think too much, don't think too much."
When Yuan En Ye Hui heard Qian Mo's teasing at the door, his face turned even redder, and he stammered, "Is there anything else? If not, I'll leave first."
Qian Mo waved his hand, "It's okay, go back and get used to the battle armor core first, and come to me if you have any questions."
After hearing these words, Yuan En Yehui felt as if he had been pardoned, and fled out of the forging room without looking back.
Qian Mo looked at Yuan En Ye Hui's back, sighed, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
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One day, Tang Wulin came to Zhenhua excitedly to learn. He arrived at the headquarters of the Blacksmith Association in Tiandou City and knocked on the door of Zhenhua's office.
"I guess that kid is here. Come in." Zhenhua's cheerful voice came from inside.
When Tang Wulin pushed the door open, he was surprised to find that he was not the only one in the office. In addition to Zhenhua, there were two other people there, and Tang Wulin knew both of them.
"Uncle, Senior Brother Qianmo, you two are here too!" Tang Wulin said in surprise.
Sitting on the sofa in Zhenhua's office were Qianmo and Muye. Qianmo was wearing a white windbreaker, looking energetic and suave. Muye didn't wear his usual chef's uniform, but an ordinary gray robe with a retro feel.
"Wulin," Qian Mo said with a smile, looking like he was in a good mood.
Seeing this, Zhenhua smiled and said, "As expected, Amo and Wulin know each other. Let me introduce you formally. Qianmo is my last disciple. Tang Wulin is the disciple of my junior brother Muchen."
Qian Mo smiled and said, "I know this, so logically speaking, I should call you, Wu Lin, my junior brother."
Tang Wulin was a little surprised. Zhenhua had accepted a disciple. He had heard about it from Muchen and other people in the Blacksmith Association, but he didn't expect that the person was Qian Mo.
In this case, it is clear that Qian Mo can have a complete set of spiritual alloy one-word battle armor at the fourth ring. As a disciple of the God Craftsman, his talent in forging is definitely very high.
Zhenhua smiled and said, "Amo, Wulin, you two can be said to be fellow disciples to some extent. You should support and help each other in the future and go further on the road of forging together."
Qian Mo cupped his hands and said, "I will obey your orders, Master!"
Tang Wulin also said: "Uncle Master, Wulin knows."
After Tang Wulin sat down, he couldn't help but say, "Uncle-master, when I came here just now, I saw a red mecha on the rooftop! It was so cool! But it's a pity that I didn't see the whole picture. Whose is that? Is it yours?"
The red mecha is a god-level mecha, which must be built by hand to be completed. It requires the best materials and the best forging. It needs to be fully integrated with one's own blood and martial spirit to form a life-like existence. It is a real part of life. A true god-level mecha can even have a special situation where the soul and mecha are integrated into one.
The red mecha on the rooftop is exactly Makino's god-level mecha.
Zhenhua denied it at first, then curiously asked, "By the way, why are you driving a mecha? Do you have time to practice driving a mecha?"
Tang Wulin admitted that he was interested in mechas and said that he wanted to try the combination of mechas and battle armor.
Zhenhua first persuaded Tang Wulin to focus on battle armor first, then smiled and said, "However, it wouldn't hurt to learn more about mechas. With your current progress, as long as you can keep up with the training, battle armor won't be a big problem. In the future, it is still possible to develop into mechas after you reach the pinnacle of battle armor. Do you want to see that red mecha?"
Tang Wulin nodded excitedly.
Zhenhua smiled and said, "Then I will make the decision on behalf of the mecha master and take you to have a look. There's nothing wrong with broadening your horizons. Ah Mo, you can come too."
Upon hearing this, Qian Mo stood up along with Zhenhua. It happened that he had not seen Muye's god-level mecha yet, so he decided to go and see it together today.
Makino also stood up and said with a smile: "You are really generous to others!"
The four of them came to the rooftop.
Zhenhua walked in front and went straight to the place where red-level mechas were parked exclusively.
Without even seeing how he operated it, the rolling door opened automatically.
This time, the full picture of the god-level mecha was revealed to everyone.
The height of the mecha was about six meters, and it looked much smaller and lighter than the average mecha. There were dark golden lines on the bright red mecha, and the overall look was gorgeous and light.
Qian Mo took a careful look, and with his perception ability, he instantly discovered that Makino's red mecha was of much higher quality than the red mecha he had seen in the Southern Legion Mecha Brigade.
Makino stepped forward and ordered the red mecha to demonstrate its ability to instantly transfer and transform.
After the demonstration, Tang Wulin's expression was one of undisguised shock, while Qian Mo had a calm expression, as if this series of operations was no big deal.
Makino raised his eyebrows and asked, "Amo, what do you think of my red mecha?"
After hearing this, Qian Mo thought for a moment and said, "Very good. It is at least one level stronger than any red mecha I have ever seen."
Makino knew that Qianmo had extraordinary knowledge and high standards. Now that he had received Qianmo's affirmation, he, who loved mechas, couldn't help but raise his chin.
Makino said proudly: "This mecha is fused with one of my souls, just like my clone. In terms of actual combat capability, even without my command and control, it is not much inferior to my original body. Such an existence has the possibility of continuous development."
When he said this, Makino's eyes were extremely fanatical. He liked mechas and loved mechas. For mechas, he even gave up the opportunity to challenge Super Douluo. Until now, he was still at the level of level 94 soul power. However, he did not regret it.
Tang Wulin's eyes lit up when he heard this, but Muye changed the subject and said, "But you can't. None of you can follow my path."
Tang Wulin's heart was shocked, and he blurted out, "Why?"
Qian Mo said calmly: "Because for beings like us, using mechas is actually not much different from dancing in shackles."
After hearing this, Muye's expression darkened, his fists clenched, but he was powerless to refute. As an avid fan of mechas who had studied them for most of his life, he was well aware of the limitations of mechas. In this era, mechas could never be compared to four-character battle armors, and their enhancement of soul masters was also far behind.
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