1071 Is Still the Familiar Machine

On Sirius, Chris' palace, Andrea closed the book in her hand, and looked at Chris who was sitting beside him drawing pictures.

She had heard that this great emperor was once a genuine "humanoid self-propelled plotter" within the Alan Hill Empire.

The emperor once didn't sleep for two consecutive days just to create the world's first new smelting boiler.

In fact, there are boilers in this world, and metal smelting is not uncommon. But it happened that Chris modified the boiler, which made Serris at that time greatly improved in metallurgical technology.

With the rise of the Alan Hill Empire, countless technicians were trained, and everyone began to gradually forget that the powerful man sitting on the throne was actually more like a technical nerd...

This technical house manufactured the world's first cannon in Serris, designed and manufactured the first Mauser 98k rifle, and formed the world's first grenadier infantry regiment.

Similarly, the emperor personally designed the world's first train, participated in the manufacture of the world's first car, and presided over the design of the first aircraft.

In short, this emperor is a legend, a "god of technology" who has contributed more technology than any engineer, and an all-round emperor who is pragmatic and understands technology!

Of course, now Andrea knows that it was Chris who got that "inheritance", and got a gift from another civilization after spanning 10,000 years.

She stretched her waist, showing Miaoman's figure at a glance. It's a pity that no one in this room can enjoy this beautiful view.

Chris, who was supposed to feast his eyes, is drawing a very complicated design drawing with a computer at this moment.

"You've been working for nine hours straight, and you haven't even eaten lunch." Andrea finally couldn't help it, and interrupted Chris, who had forgotten to eat and sleep.

Chris's eyes were still facing the computer screen, correcting some data on the drawing: "I'm not hungry, honey."

Compared with the emperor of an empire, Chris at this moment is more like an engineer working overtime at home.

He scratched his head casually, grabbed the water glass next to him without looking at it, and took a sip of bitter tea. The bitter and sweet taste lingered on the tip of the tongue, which made Chris recover a lot in an instant.

"Can I help?" Andrea tilted her head,

The sling on the shoulders slipped down, and he leaned on the sofa and asked in the direction of Chris slightly.

"Keep quiet!" Chris typed something rapidly on the computer keyboard, and replied intently.

Straight man to this point, can still embrace a beautiful woman. Rather than saying that Chris is so powerful and can do whatever he wants, it's better to say that he is really lucky...

Andrea let out a long sigh, then blew away a strand of long hair that fell down her face, her pointed ears twitched twice, and picked up a book about the miracles of the elves from the coffee table Books looked up.

She has a long life, more than a thousand years, and knows that reading is actually the best way to pass this boring time.

In the past thousand years, she has gained countless knowledge in this way, and has become a qualified queen of the elves.

This is a palace belonging to the royal family, and this room is also a private space completely belonging to the two of them, so Andrea is dressed very homely, a bit like a girl next door.

Chris wasn't wearing his enviable white uniform, just casual pajamas, and the stubble on his face hadn't had time to shave.

On the table not far away, His Majesty's lunch was filled with fresh beef, scallops and fresh magic shrimp sashimi.

It's a pity that these expensive ingredients didn't move at all. Chris didn't eat them, and Andrea didn't touch them either.

After seeing the scars on the escaped spacecraft of Fengling 004, Chris spent most of his time doing technical work.

Apart from a speech to speed up the end of the war and two military meetings, he was just in front of the computer, desperately sketching out the future of the Alan Hill Empire.

"Using various materials to design the shell of a nuclear fusion reactor is a very troublesome thing." An hour later, Chris finally stretched himself out and freed himself from the complicated work.

He didn't even review the electronic memorial in the past two days, and most of the operation of the empire was left to Des.

His Majesty the Emperor of the Alan Hill Empire twisted his neck, and then looked at Andrea, who was full of temptations on the sofa.

Andrea closed the book, and looked at Chris. She was also a former ruler, so she was not as interested in things about men and women as she was in nuclear fusion reactors.

Thus, the topic was determined.

"Didn't the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft be dismantled... There is a finished product example, why are you so worried?" Andrea asked curiously.

"Actually, the fusion reactor on the Fengling 004 spacecraft uses the principle of electromagnetic shielding...they didn't solve the material problem, they just found a way to bypass it!" Chris replied while rubbing his neck.

He walked around his desk, walked to the dining table beside him, reached out and grabbed a cold scallop, and stuffed it into his mouth.

A fishy smell poured into the throat. The cold scallops are not really delicious, but Chris chewed without frowning.

Who would have thought that the emperor who had almost unified the world would have such an "ordinary" daily life.

"Then what are you still thinking about here?" Andrea's idea is very simple, since there are existing examples, can't it just be copied?

"I thought so too at the beginning." Chris sighed depressingly, and then tried to pinch the whole piece of steak on the plate with his hands, and finally gave up the absurd idea of ​​grabbing it all.

"Don't eat cold ones, I'll ask Luther to bring you a new one." Andrea grabbed the pajamas from the sofa, picked up a remote control at the same time, and pressed the call button on it.

At this moment, the former queen of the elves looked very much like a rich woman, looking at her master with distress.

"Thank you." Chris looked at the lunch that had been completely cooled and wasted, and then continued to talk about the fusion reactor: "But the original reactor design is a bit...problem, I need to make some improvements."