Chapter 1278 Conscience Dragon in the Industry

"Are you also Solomon's Knight of the Gateposts?"

Mu Fan asked plainly.

[Evil Wing] The huge dragon's head had just plunged into the soil. Hearing the words, he lifted it up and stared at Mu Fan who was close at hand. The two lantern eyes focused at the same time, and then...

There was a flash of bewilderment.

"Can't understand?"

Mu Fan frowned, he didn't have the patience to waste time with Solomon's people here.

Instantly [Evil Wing] came back to his senses, and shook his head desperately, indicating that he was not some post knight.

The still intact right wing raised, pointing at the hill over there...er, the mountain pit.

There was a grievance in his eyes, and he opened his fangs and made a high-spirited sound.

It is showing with actions, the ones over there are.

"Come out and talk."

[Evil Wing] was stunned again, and looked down at the place where he was standing.

Finite intelligence understands the word.

come out?

Then step forward?

So it cautiously tried to take a step forward.

The huge body moved slightly closer to Shura, and Shura's left hand was slightly raised a few centimeters.

This action instantly frightened [Evil Wing] to take a few steps back, and his thick legs began to tremble.

Mu Fanjiao watched the details of the opponent's body movements with interest.

The details of this "beast-shaped mecha" are too delicate.

It seems that Solomon's technology is really not to be underestimated.

"I ask, you answer."

"who are you?"

Evil Wing:?

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes, his voice became colder, "My patience is limited."

Evil Wing's eyes are full of misery and grief, it really doesn't understand what the person in front of him wants to do...

Compared to the master who just died, this is simply a tyrant.

Do you want to kill it?

"Sura..."

Mu Fan finally lost his patience.

"Ahem, Mu Fan, I think... you can wait." Hei's voice suddenly rang in Mu Fan's ears.

"Um?"

Mu Fan didn't understand the meaning of Hei's sudden appearance at this moment.

"This dragon, I'm afraid it's really not a mecha, just wait a moment."

Mu Fan looked at the trembling mechanical dragon in front of him, and stopped the order.

The freighter in the distance began to lift off.

A launch hole popped out from the side armor, and with a bang, a flying saucer with a diameter of only about one meter crossed the parabola and landed precisely between Shura and the mechanical dragon.

Mu Fan watched as the flying saucer projected a light curtain onto the giant dragon with black spots all over it.

In the central control room of the disguised freighter, one after another radio waves began to try to communicate with various signals.

The rustling sound rang in my ears.

one second...

ten seconds...

thirty seconds...

Mu Fan's squinted eyes gradually opened, because he saw that the mechanical dragon's eyes, which had been dazed and fearful at the beginning, gradually became calm, then gradually filled with the color of survival, and finally a look of excitement emerged. ?

Then the dragon plunged its head into the soil, prostrated itself on the ground, spread its wings, and remained motionless as if surrendering.

In the virtual space, the metal ball of the black avatar looked at the strange ripples on the projected huge light curtain, and the electronic eyes blinked.

"Mu Fan, I seem to have found an incredible treasure."

"You mean it?" Mu Fan was taken aback, pointing at the mechanical dragon in front of him.

"That's right... that dragon is not a mech... it's a unique mechanical life."

"It can't speak the language of this world, it can only communicate with electronic signals transformed by brain waves, and it's not the general programming language of the Federation, it needs to understand... hieroglyphs."

"However, there is no obstacle for my lord to communicate with it. Who told the Arco Empire that one of the purposes of the planetary-level super brain construction was to conduct large-scale cosmic communication?"

Mu Fan felt that he was watching a light and shadow of a certain science popularization at this moment, and his brain was a little confused. Is this really a dragon?

Armored head, no, is it really an intelligent life composed of machines?

"It can't remember how it came to this world. It seems that it was thrown into a door, and then it woke up surrounded by a group of mechas, and finally it was assigned to the mecha that just died."

"It said that it needs to eat crystals to replenish energy, and then its mission is to find... treasures for those mechs."

"Solomon's people call him the Hound, and he hates that very much."

There was a black voice in the flying saucer, when this sentence was repeated.

[Evil Wing] raised his head suddenly, then nodded vigorously, indicating that he hated the title of hound very much.

It's a treasure hunt just to fill its belly, it's not a canine creature with no big toes.

Mu Fan lowered his head and fell into deep thought, his chin resting on his hands.

"That's it..."

"What does that mean now? Shall we let it go?"

Mu Fan raised his head, looked at the mechanical dragon indifferently and said, "Give me a reason to let you go back to Solomon?"

[Evil Wing] Shaking his head desperately.

"No, no, it won't go back, it wants to follow you." Hei said again.

"It... me?"

This time Mu Fan's face really showed surprise.

This dragon wants to surrender?

This is interesting.

Mu Fan really became interested.

This mechanical dragon from Solomon wanted to surrender.

This was the most interesting thing he had encountered in recent days.

"That's right, it seems to sense the high-spar stone in the flying saucer... It says that it is more delicious food than the green light stone. As long as it is given to eat, it is willing to follow us."

Mu Fan's eyes lit up.

A mechanical dragon that knows how to hunt for treasures. Although it doesn't know what treasures to look for, the ones that Solomon's Gatepost Knight deliberately brought with him must not be ordinary items.

It's really attractive.

But when the other party mentioned eating, Mu Fan became alert again.

After all, Hei said that high spar is a strategic resource with high energy purity, and it is the top priority for the development of Shadow Island.

Such a huge dragon...

"How much can it eat in one meal!" Mu Fan's eyes were wary.

If it was too edible, he would definitely not want it.

The flying saucer light screen was projected towards [Evil Wing], and Hei E asked fiercely: "How many stones do you eat for a meal? It's this big."

A rock not much bigger than a fingernail popped out from under the flying saucer and flew towards Evil Wing.

Speaking of energy, Hei is even more stingy than Mu Fan.

Of course, the size of this fingernail is indeed a bit too much...

Mu Fan's cheek twitched.

That volume is not enough for humans to fit between teeth.

As a result, he instantly heard a thunderous sound of hunger.

Then the dragon's mouth opened as fast as lightning, allowing the high crystal stone the size of a fingernail to fly into its throat.

At this moment, Mu Fan saw the excitement and fascination flashing in the mechanical dragon's eyes.

"Ask you, stupid dragon!"

[Evil Wing] was awakened by Hei's voice.

The dragon seems to have just realized that the current situation seems to be not good.

So there was an immediate shock.

It struggled in its eyes.

He raised his left foot and looked at the five sharp toes.

Then lift up the little toe and try to use my right dragon wing to point to the tip of the toe...

That fist-like steel armor.

There was a prayer in his eyes.

"Is it the one just now, or the one the size of your iron fingernail?"

With grievance in Eiyi's eyes, he tried his best to lift his toes, and even drew a small circle with the tip of his right dragon wing.

"Such a big piece!"

Mu Fan's voice instantly became high-pitched.

As a result, the Mechanical Dragon slammed onto the ground in fright.

It shook its head desperately, and quickly pointed at the flying saucer with its dragon wings.

Indicating that just one piece is fine, one piece is fine...

As a result, Mu Fan laughed loudly, looked at the flying saucer and said, "Hei, I want this dragon."

Compared to the spar mine half the size of the planet, this dragon's appetite is simply the conscience of the industry. With the reserves of Shadow Isle, can it be eaten for thousands of years or tens of thousands of years?

Evil Wing's lantern's big eyes were half-closed in grievance, and it lied weakly on the ground.

Anyway, just survive.

In the end, the human looked at him and said loudly, "Your toe-sized spar costs two yuan a day. Tell me now, what treasure can you find?"

In an instant, Eiyi's excited eye sockets were covered with light, and he desperately hit the ground with the dragon's head.

It has been in this universe for eighty-seven years... It finally met a good person.