"You are too exaggerated, Mr. Rich Man."

Murphy pretended to salute, looked at the time on the mechanical watch, and said:

"It's time for us to set sail, Your Excellency."

"Well, counting the time, passengers please return to their cabins now. The fleet will set sail in three minutes!"

Captain Paula activated the airship's communicator and shouted to everyone in the hull. Murphy left the cockpit and returned to the cabin along the corridor. He saw the crowd of farewells below at the porthole, and some locals.

Holding a banner.

They knew that this was the first time that Transia participated in continental-level diplomatic activities as an independent political body after the Ten Years' War. This made Transia people who had suffered for ten years feel proud from the bottom of their hearts.

The people on this land are always so straightforward in character. If they love someone, they will not hide it, just as if they hate someone, they will never let that bastard survive tonight.

"Listen, they praised me loudly and said that I was the destined governor of Transia. Oh, it was so exaggerated. Such praise made my cheeks feel hot. After all, I felt that I had only done some trivial work.

What do you say?

Adele.”

Murphy stood by the porthole with his hands behind his back and sighed. Adele appeared quietly next to him, wearing a scarlet deacon's official uniform. This unisex outfit that looked heroic on other women looked great on Adele.

My body looks like sexy clothes, especially the towering and exaggerated bust that always attracts the attention of every man and the complaints of every woman.

But now she nodded with approval and said:

"I don't think the voice of the people carries any complex implications. There is no doubt that they like you, master, and they are willing to follow behind you and face all enemies, just like us."

"You can openly say that you like me, after all, there are only two of us here."

Murphy smiled, glanced at Adele's uniform again, mentally told himself not to look at anything inappropriate, and then said:

"Let's go back and rest. When I return to Transia, this place will definitely be more prosperous."

——

After nearly seven hours of sailing, the birthday group's airship successfully arrived at Port Chardeau.

The crew dragged their luggage and left the airship platform. They only had two hours to rest and then board the Blood Terror fleet parked in the port area. Time was tight and the mission was heavy. The players were in a hurry, and the accompanying civil servants were even more so.

Under the command of Adele, the team was busy.

Maxim did not come this time. He took over Kudel's job at the Maginot Line, and would be busy with the subsequent expansion of the People's Army for a long time. The Nantes Ranger, who was promoted to Goldman, was responsible for Murphy's trip.

's security officer.

But Murphy felt that Kudel had to follow him in order to keep an eye on his increasingly arbitrary granddaughter and ensure that the latter would not sneak onto the ship and go to the Origin.

After all, Bi Qi is living quite a cool life now. After almost losing Liwen at the Lord's Battlefield, Jin Taozi also looked away and started to go shopping hand in hand with Liwen openly.

Although this is pleasing to the eyes of the players who see beautiful women's posts, it makes Kudel, who has a somewhat conservative mind, lament the misfortune of his family.

Fortunately, his good-for-nothing son has a good talent for reproduction. In addition to the abandoned Pinkie Pie, he also has an eldest grandson who can take care of the family business.

However, Murphy did not have time to pay attention to the tidbits of the Sivir family. As soon as he arrived at Port Chardeau, he received an invitation from Ms. Funa, who was the temporary ambassador of Transia, and followed her to the machine below the embassy.

In the laboratory.

"You guys fixed it? So fast!"

In that laboratory, Murphy saw a reassembled set of red power armor, which was the Pioneer-class power armor previously seized from Hugersen.

It has had its outer armor replaced and repainted red. It stands like a mechanical giant in the laboratory. The weapon racks next to it are filled with various redesigned weapons, from cold-weapon swords and shields to higher

From the technological melta sword to an outrageously large handheld heavy machine gun that burns gold ammunition.

More importantly, in Murphy's eyes, this thing was moving its body and limbs with stiff movements. From the position of the helmet that was never completely closed, you could see Lord Ma controlling it like a naughty kid who had got a big treasure.

The grin reached up to the base of his ears.

Facing Murphy's surprise, Mosna next to her shook her head and said:

"It's not a complete repair. The defense of the outer armor they redesigned and assembled is not even one-third of what it was before. There is no progress in the maintenance of the energy matrix module. They use their own code to write and drive concepts.

The main control program was rewritten and it took half a month of debugging to get it to work.

But it was just like this, moving slowly as if it had been suffering from cerebral thrombosis for twenty years, and there was no possibility of actual combat at all.

This main control program frequently reports errors, and the energy usage rate has always been stuck at an ultra-low level of 30%. To be honest, if the maintainer of the Sentinel Legion came up with such a work for me, I would definitely kill that guy with my own hands.

Take out the logical core and crush it.

What a shame

That’s it, they still have the nerve to give it a new codename of ‘Dragon’.”

"so what?"

Murphy put his hands behind his back, admiring the slow movement in front of him. He picked up the power armor of the Melta Blade from the weapon rack like an 80-year-old man tremblingly. He whispered:

"Do you think they failed?"

"No, they succeeded!"

Mosina also smiled.

She put her hands on her hips, looked at the group of big guys cheering around the power armor with a proud look, and said softly:

“Because I had no involvement in the entire restoration process, they completed it all with their own sleepless nights and keen talents, although compared with the wisdom of the Creator, what they made was like abstract plasticine from a naughty child.

but

They can already graduate from me!

Now that they have started, the next thing to do is to keep improving. I believe that the journey in the Songhai Empire will definitely help them achieve great progress in this field.

Congratulations, Chief Murphy.

You have a group of real ‘Creation Walkers’, and it is at this moment that the treasure house of heritage left by the Creator truly opens the door for you and them.”

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!