Frost Wings

"Boss, the target is negotiating? How to deal with it?" Although he was not very happy, but seeing the woman who was defined as a key target by Baihe in front of him, Rilanis had to report it first.

Completely detached from Baihe's body, Baihe felt that the name 'host' was strange, and the Alien White Dragon technical house had no objection to this, so Baihe became the white boss.

"Don't care about her, let it dry first." Watching the scene through the secret eye and the crystal screen, Bai He simply gave instructions.

So Rilanis stunned the eldest lady down, activated the teleportation technique and left the scene gracefully.

The huge body of the white dragon was lying in the spring water, and Sena was riding on his back, pinching his spine with a pair of strangely shaped silver-white gloves. This pair of gloves has a special structure, which enlarged her palm. More than ten times, he massaged Bailong's back.

The fine sound came from the bones of the white dragon, and Baihe groaned in comfort. Sena was tired from pinching, and took off her gloves and pinched her numb palm.

As soon as the huge glove was taken off, it returned to the normal glove size. Sena got off the dragon's back, approached the monitor, and said strangely, "Bad dragon master, what are you going to do with this woman? Do you want to be a maid?"

"Old, thin, expired." Bai He glanced at Tilu, who was full of grief and anger after being rescued, and yawned with little interest: "Ugly refused, let's train him to be a puppet."

"Then why are you embarrassing her?" Sena asked while lying under the dragon's head, wiping the white dragon's visor.

"You're so arrogant and arrogant, how can you play together if you don't take care of it?" Bai He rolled his eyes and looked at the pair of gloves attached to the back of Sena's hand: "How does it feel to use this thing?"

"It's okay." Sena put on the gloves again. The silver-white metal gloves gradually became larger until they were nearly half a meter long. "It's just too laborious. Sif can't use this."

That being said, Sena doesn't have much to dislike about this new tool, which not only can get bigger and smaller, but also has a sense of connection to the body and mind, and it's more than just a massage glove.

She didn't know that the White Dragon took her as the number one guinea pig to experiment with the VI creature's armament.

"Of course she can't use it, you are a naturally awakened Dragon Vein Warlock." Bai He glanced at the progress of the VI cell fusion in Sena's body, and began to think about when to make further modifications.

Naturally awakened dragon vein warlocks are different from ordinary dragon vein sorcerers. Ordinary dragon vein sorcerers discover their abnormality the day after tomorrow and then awaken, while Sena is a rare breed that awakens from the womb.

The quality of this kind of natural dragon vein warlock is much higher than that of ordinary dragon vein practitioners. They are born with extraordinary strength. As they grow older, their strength will only increase, and their physique will become stronger. Extraordinary creatures like dragons.

"I don't know what your family thinks, such a rare talent is sold as soon as it is sold." Bai He couldn't help but complained while scanning Seina's strong waist and tough muscle fibers.

"Well, what kind of strange bad dragon master is this? Not only does he eat a lot of energy, but he also has such a lot of strength that he will definitely not be able to marry in the future, and he often freezes crops and livestock for no reason. What normal family would dare to raise such a daughter?" Said carelessly, obviously not caring, she climbed onto the back of the white dragon and continued to loosen the bones: "If the brand with the dragon's veins is sold, maybe it can be sold for a few more money, isn't it, bad dragon master ?"

"You can read it, sh~ lightly, oh my old waist." Sena suddenly lost control of his hands, but Bai Long felt his old waist twist and grinned.

"Ha, look, I really should live with dragons." Sena looked at the young dragon researchers who came in and out of the room, squinting and smiling happily.

"I just don't know if your ancestors are white dragons or silver dragons." Bai Long looked at the vaguely colored scales under Sena's neck and couldn't help but ask strangely.

"What would happen if it was a silver dragon?" Sena was a little curious as she imagined her own wings.

Silver dragons, which are metal dragons, and white dragons, among the five-color dragons, do not deal with them. This is common sense known to anyone who has some knowledge of dragons.

"What else can I do? Of course I ate you!" Bai Long rolled his eyes.

Seeing this wretched dragon sticking out his tongue again, Sena screamed and ran out of the pool, and was dragged back by Baihe's tongue.

Sif, who was holding a few clothes from the back of the bathing pool, looked awkwardly at Bai He and played hooligan again, until Sena's eyes flashed gold stars and Bai He was quiet, and Sif gently pulled Bai Long's tail: " That, Mr. Long... Lord Trandland said that the sample has been made."

"It's made?" Bai Long stood up on both legs from the pool, and his humanoid body quickly put on clothes: "Take me there."

The mine and laboratory have dedicated teleportation channels. White Dragon followed Trandland into the teleportation door, and after a little thought, he brought Sif and Sena in together.

The laboratory has now added an ore smelting module. The powerful high-heat spells and shaping spells in the upper laboratory smelt the cold iron ore fragments into brick-shaped cold iron ingots. Sena and Sif looked at the white river in shock. Factory, until Trandland led them to the front of a shelf.

On the shelf was a gorgeous armor with a silvery glittering appearance, as if there was a special power surrounding it.

"Boss." Trandland introduced: "This is the VI cell power armor for humanoid creatures. The main material is biochemical synthetic material, mixed with 10% mithril and 7% cold iron. It can be connected to the user's brain through VI cell implantation, and the effect is similar to the host's power armor. In order to adapt to the Antas environment."

"How's the yield? What's wrong?"

"This is the product of rush work. It uses a large number of VIs that have been set and the cell samples from your boss. If it is to be put into mass production, I am afraid that it will take a long time for research and development. The main limiting factor is Mithril, boss, Each piece of such armor requires a lot of mithril, and the flaws are also obvious." Trandland said: "It has certain requirements for the user, um, it is actually not high, in addition to physique and fit, also It depends on the user's rejection, and beyond that, it's best to know a little magic."

"This is really not a high requirement." Bai He commented with black lines all over his head.

"If we have a large population, we can screen, but now it's just here waiting for its owner to arrive." Trandland reluctantly stroked the armor and said.

"Really? It's not that regrettable... Huh?" Bai He's eyes swept over the poor experimental animals in the cage. At this moment, Sif, who was behind him, seemed to be attracted by the armor, and she walked on Come, raise your hand and touch the silver-white armor.

Baihe raised his hand to stop Trandland. He looked strangely at Sif's empty eyes. He didn't stop him directly, but turned into a dragon to hide the researcher and Sena behind him, staring at the sudden change in behavior. Weird Sif.

The elf girl pressed the armor, and the power armor quickly shrank and became smaller, it turned into a metallic liquid form, and gradually spread along her fingers until it enveloped her entire body.

Through Shirakawa's own VI cells, Shirakawa sensed the miraculous changes that took place in Sif.

Patterns in the shape of leaves appeared on Sif’s skin, reaching the outer layer of the liquid armor shell. The patterns exuded a plant-like white light, and the metallic color of the armor quickly transformed to the plant color. The shape appeared on the surface of Sif's body. After a long time, she stretched her waist, and the outer shell of the shimmering tree pattern turned into a shiny soft coat. Sif yawned and looked strangely at the white dragon staring at her. : "Mr. Long, what's wrong with me? Huh? What is this?"

She looked at her body strangely, only to find that a strange coat appeared on her body. As her thoughts changed, the dress turned into a strange color.

"Long, Mr. Long, is this the armor just now?" Sif looked at the empty armor stand and realized the truth, her expression became flustered: "Mr. Long, I didn't mean it."

"I didn't say that you did it on purpose, stand up and cooperate with us to test the performance." Bai He said nonchalantly.

"Oh, good." Sif stood up, and followed Trandland in a dull manner to start the test. Baihe watched Sif and sensed the VI cells active in her body, and his mind became active.

That is the power of the ancestral tree hidden in the depths of Sif's life.

Is it interested in VI cells? Or some other reason?

Or are you simply interested in yourself?

Baihe suddenly thought that the ancestral tree had inexplicably turned up in Xuenuma Town. Is it a coincidence or is there some will behind it?

Bai He was deeply suspicious.

Looking at Sif, who had become familiar with power armor operations under the guidance of Trandland, Shirakawa had at least confirmed one thing: Ancestral tree's power was helpful for power armor equipment.

You need to take time to visit the Snow Marsh Tribe.

I don't know what happened to that tree.

Bai He was thinking wildly and gradually his thoughts flew to the sky - he unknowingly untied the limit of his thinking, and this thinking habitually ran the train and ran a thousand miles away, until Sena on the side was amazed, and he took him from the train. This kind of nonsense is drawn out.

"Sif is amazing, bad dragon master, I want me too." Sena hugged Baihe's tail and shook it.

Bai He rolled his eyes secretly, and rubbed his tail on Sena's chest.

The VI cell fusion progress is insufficient, let's not talk about whether the fusion can be successful without the help of the ancestral tree...

You are already 35E, what's the use of other things?

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As the drudgery continued. Tyrol Cobden sank deeper into despair.

Compared with her mood, the physical devastation is nothing - if her actions lead to this result, maybe she will feel better, the problem is that there are no people she wants to contact in this mining town. she.

Familiar people are better, just to persuade her that everything will be fine, but she is not reconciled.

She was unwilling to spend her whole life here as a miner slave.

Could it be that the owner here has no interest in her at all?

Tirou Cobden gradually felt this way, which made her even more terrified.

No, I cannot spend my time here, my family, my wealth awaits me.

She tried her best to persuade a group of people to stand with her, but there were still a few men who dismissed her.

Long before she was captured by the frost giants, the authority of this eldest lady had been swept away, let alone now?

Tilu launched these people to go on strike, and she felt that her actions were fully reasonable. Through observation, she found that the production of the mine was very dependent on these living miners. Without these people, the mining efficiency will become extremely low, in other words , If you can grasp this favorable condition, maybe you can do a little article.

If there is a crackdown...

Then, let's die together.

She looked at the people left and right who were willing to finally believe her, and her empty eyes became firm and a little crazy.

But soon her strike plan was declared bankrupt. The managers did not suppress it with force. The expected negotiations did not occur. They simply cut off the food supply for all the strikers. Only two days later, the people gathered around Tylu defected, and the mine returned to normal production. Tilu sat in the room and watched everything happen, until Mary took the food she got by surrendering to feed, and she didn't speak, her eyes were weak and pitiful: "Mary, are you willing to be slaves for life here? "

"It's not a lifetime. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" a young man interrupted, he devoured the food distributed: "It only takes five years, and five years will let us go, if we do well, sooner."

Tilu's face instantly paled.

"Miss Tylu, don't do any more unnecessary things. The Lord Rilanis said that you are disrupting the production of the mine behind the scenes, and you have no chance to be free."

"Yeah, we don't want to offend them, they're too powerful, miss."

"Miss, we want to go home, don't hurt us anymore."

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Whispered complaints and accusations crept into Tylu's mind, her eyes trembled with wide eyes, the endless despair made her tremble, and she was deeply aware of her weakness and powerlessness.

"No!" She screamed in despair, sprinted out of the house, and jumped to hug the legs of a passing little boy: "Don't deprive me of my freedom, I surrender! Surrender! I will give you whatever you want. "