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If you are sure that you are trapped, do everything you can to get them out.
The external affairs department acted quickly and within two hours the news came back, finding witnesses who saw Zhao Qi following a young man to the Queen's palace outside Lundun.
The director and Ye Ming, who were anxiously waiting for news in the office, were stunned. They thought, I asked you to buy tickets, why did you go to the Queen's Palace?
What? The castle is the ticket office?
No matter how confused the two were, the fact had already happened. Now was not the time to discuss why. They should rescue the people first.
But before the director could decide on a plan, Xu's figure appeared in the room, and with him, Zhao Qi, who was held by the collar, appeared.
Seeing this scene, the two were shocked but mentally prepared. They quickly came to their senses, stood up and surrounded Zhao Qi to look at him: "How is it, did you suffer?"
"It's my fault. I won't do it again next time..."
"Brother Zhao is doing well." Xu smiled and recounted the scene when he found him.
After hearing this, the director said expressionlessly: "Next time something good like this happens, I will still think of you."
"Stop, Chief!"
"Get lost!" The director waved his hand to drive him away, then turned to Xuxianren, rubbing his hands and asking, "Xuxianren, how is the progress of your sect's recruitment of disciples?"
"almost."
As the words fell, the figure disappeared.
……
After finishing the performance, Winot originally planned to go directly back to the Clacey apartment to rest, but on the way he received a special call from Suleiman, informing him that the required machine tools were already ready.
So he asked the driver to turn the car around and go to Suleiman Castle.
Enter the main building lobby as usual.
Today, Suleiman, just like he usually did when he met him, sat in the middle seat of the three-seater sofa.
Something different.
He was not wearing pajamas at this time, but an expensive aristocratic suit. Not only was his hair combed meticulously, but his face was also carefully groomed, as if he was going to attend a birthday party for his beloved girl.
But that's obviously impossible.
Suleiman had no such patience with a girl, no matter how beautiful she was.
Excluding this possibility, Weino would not think that it was for himself, he did not have the face to do so.
The reason why Suleiman called him over became clear: it was preparation for a meeting with the administrator.
Seeing Vino walk into the living room, he stood up and led people out from the side door, across the courtyard, and into the warehouse full of arched canvas.
Lift up one side at random and you will see a brand new machine tool underneath.
Wino's knowledge of mechanics is limited, and he doesn't know what part the machine in front of him is used to process. But since it was made by Suleiman, it can't be a cheap one.
Putting the canvas back, he unbuttoned his suit jacket, half-lifted the hem of his shirt, and took out the whistle tied to his thermal underwear with a nylon string.
After looking at each other, he said, "Did I blow it?"
"Yeah." Suleiman's voice was calm, but his clenched fists showed that he was not as sincere as he appeared.
Wino's cheeks puffed up as he held the whistle in his mouth.
It seemed like he was trying his best, but strangely, Suleiman didn't hear anything.
What are you doing?
There was doubt in his eyes.
Wino frowned, seeming confused as well.
"I should have warned you not to look for me unless it's something important."
The two of them had experienced this mysterious appearance many times and had become somewhat accustomed to it.
Turning my head to look at the source of the sound, I saw the bearded administrator standing there.
"Mr. Administrator, this is His Highness Suleiman, whom you have met."
During the three-day trip to Hogwarts, Suleiman visited the library. Although the two did not talk, they had seen each other's appearance.
"Hello, sir." Suleiman bowed gracefully.
"Hello." The administrator casually said, looking at Weino, "Go ahead."
“Here is the machine you are interested in.”
There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes, but Weino was not at all flustered. He lifted the canvas in front of him, revealing the brand new equipment underneath.
Just as he had imagined, the administrator left the two men behind, walked to the machine tool, half bent over, and looked closely at the iron thing lying on the ground through his eyes hidden in his beard.
"Hmm..." He straightened up and looked around the warehouse at the twenty or so canvases covering objects. "Interesting."
“Sir, we are short on time and I think ordinary machine tools are not enough to bear witness to our friendship, so these are all we have for now,” Suleiman explained.
"Hehe...Friendship."
After the signature weird laugh, the administrator said: “The little guy should have mentioned my habit, you can say what you want.
Two premises, first, I have, second, they are equivalent. "
Perhaps he didn't expect the transaction to go so smoothly. Suleiman was stunned for a few seconds before he quickly said, "Can you give me some time to think about it?"
He glanced at Wino and said, "Whatever you want."
Then he touched the machine tool in front of him with his hand, and the machine tool disappeared instantly like a bubble bursting.
Just like that, he made all the machines disappear, and after saying "You can find me at the library when you've made up your mind", he disappeared without a trace.
Turning around in place and sweeping the four corners of the empty warehouse, the wrinkles on Suleiman's face trembled a few times: "Space technology?"
"Uh, Your Highness Suleiman, to use a term more in line with Hogwarts, it should be called space magic, or dimensional magic."
Wino was also a little shocked.
He thought that the administrator would pull over a magic car like Dumbledore's, but it turned out to be from another dimension.
For a moment, the two people, who are the elite class of mankind, thought of many things.
For example, if this technology, oh no, magic, was used in modern warfare, what kind of horrific effects would it cause?
You know, "transportation capacity" is one of the important factors that limit many aspects of human life.
Wino and Suleiman did not explore this point in depth for long.
Because they don't know how to do it at all, and there is no need to consider mastering space magic in the short term in the future.
So, the two of them simply started discussing what they could get in exchange from the administrator.
……
Zhang Mu returned to the old Jinshan factory and looked at the more than 20 pieces of equipment in the inventory, feeling very happy.
Not only did these two guys bring in high-precision machine tools that were difficult and time-consuming to find, but most of them were mother machines, which really saved a lot of trouble.
With them, and the rebels as the source of soldiers for forming a new army, the large amount of ordinary ores piled up in the warehouses of Gul City forging magic weapons will not be used, and they can be used to process thermal weapons.
The Lagu army and professionals who come to attack Gul in half a year will be greeted by a big surprise.
Chapter 207: Lord City Lord, do you know what you are talking about?
After stepping out of the portal, Zhang Mu did not rush back to the City Lord's Mansion immediately.
First, go to the "world" and see how Joffrey, who was thrown in by me five days ago, is doing recently.
In a pure white space.
Joffrey was lying on the ground, flipping through a book, like a newborn baby.
He was reading so seriously that he didn't even notice Zhang Mu standing at his feet for several minutes.
"Joffrey." Finally, Zhang Mu didn't want to waste time anymore and called him.
Perhaps because he was too immersed in the content of the book, he subconsciously turned his head when he heard his own name, and was stunned for a while before he remembered to speak: "Lord City Lord."
"Get up and talk."
"Don't worry about such trivial matters." He jumped up, turned the book around excitedly, and faced Zhang Mu, "It's amazing, Lord City Lord.
According to physics, we are surrounded by a gas called air.
Air is not a single substance, it is made up of many components, and magic is one of them!
Most importantly, physics not only provides explanations, but also provides experimental proof.
Lord City Lord, I urgently need some glass test tubes and alcohol lamps! "
"Put it aside for now." Zhang Mu waved his hand lightly, and two wooden chairs appeared behind them. "Study the principle. After solving Gulcheng's problem, you will have plenty of time to do it."
He sat back and placed his right hand in front of him, motioning for Joffrey to sit down as well.
Then he told him that he had learned from the deputy city lord Joey that Lagu’s army would attack Gulcheng in about half a year.
"Lord City Lord, if my memory serves me correctly, there is the Silent Forest between the Lagu Kingdom and the Lake Kingdom."
"I know this better than you."
Not wanting to waste time explaining, Zhang Mu said directly: "In short, in half a year, Lagu's high-level professionals and army will surround Gul City.
As for the high-ranking officials of the kingdom, we all have the same idea as you, so we will not wait for any support."
"But Lord City Lord, you tell me this... I don't seem to be able to help."
Joffrey is a bit pretentious.
I feel that I am one of the sober ones, and that everyone else is living their lives in a muddle.
But he also knows himself.
In terms of combat, whether it is between professionals or large armies fighting in the field, he can play no role at all.
However, the city lord gave him some incredible things on his own and also revealed the details of the upcoming war. What does that mean?
Do you expect me, Joffrey, a trainee magician, to resist the army of the Kingdom of Lagu?
Looking at his hesitant expression, Zhang Mu understood what he was wondering about.