Chapter 2729 The Thesis Little Prince

Compared with the Magic Device Factory and Xingzhi Chemical Factory, the canning factories in the Far East are not so high-end. The technical content of the tin box canning production line is mainly reflected in vacuum packaging and anti-corrosion. In Qiao An's opinion, it is actually not that difficult. .

The reason why Qiao An was particularly impressed with this factory was mainly because of the smell wafting from the factory building... It smells so special!

Corned beef, ham, smoked fish, butter, and various canned fruits and jams... all these smells mixed together, crazy to seduce the taste buds of hungry passers-by, it is a crime!

His Majesty the Emperor found the young mage standing at the gate of the cannery, reluctant to move, couldn't help swallowing, smiled knowingly, and patted him on the shoulder.

"Buy a few cans along the way, how about a snack at noon?"

Joan nodded in agreement without thinking!

Good idea, I thought so too!

But having said that, Far East canned food is famous all over the world. In the past, Qiao An could only buy it through the cloud network. The price plus shipping cost was twice the ex-factory price.

It is rare to have the opportunity to visit the place of origin, and it is not enough to buy only "a few" cans!

Joan decided to purchase a large box of each type of canned food and stuff them all into the "portable dimensional hole" as a food reserve.

Leaving the cannery, Joan followed Roland to the final destination of today's short trip, the Far East Military Technology Research Institute.

Roland didn't want to mobilize many people during this trip, so he only notified Jack, the dean of the Academy of Military Science, and Kafta, the chief engineer. The two received the news and waited for His Majesty at the door half an hour in advance.

Qiao An originally thought that the two leaders of the Far Eastern Academy of Military Sciences, not to mention respectable old professors, should at least be elegant and elegant scholars—like himself.

However, after meeting the two colleagues, I realized that I was only half right.

Mr. Kafta, the chief engineer of the Academy of Military Sciences, a 15th-level mechanic, wearing a white coat and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, looks like a well-mannered scholar.

As for the image of Mr. Dean Jack...the contrast with his status is really too great.

When he saw Mr. Jack for the first time, Joan immediately had a strong sense of déjà vu, and he almost suspected that his old friend Belling from the Underdark Region had also come to the Far East.

That's right, Mr. Jack is a level 15 dwarf alchemist. Not only does he have a tender baby face, but his personality is also in line with people's impression of the dwarfs being cheerful and funny. When he saw Roland from a distance, he flew away with a smile on his face He rushed over, stopped suddenly when he came to the front, and bowed deeply in a serious manner.

"Ah! Look who is here? Isn't this our handsome and noble Majesty! What kind of wind brought you here today? As His Majesty's most loyal servant, I am deeply honored!"

"Oh, Jack, my dear old chap, if you don't talk like that, believe it or not I'll stick your brilliant little head in a groundhog hole and kick your ass!"

Roland imitated Jack's tone, and replied angrily.

Mr. Dwarf was overjoyed, and flew over with his arms outstretched... Since the height difference between the two parties was nearly doubled, His Majesty the Emperor had no choice but to condescend to accept the warm hug from his old friend, and then took the initiative to shake hands and hug the slightly restrained Mr. Kafta. Afterwards, I introduced these two heads of the Far Eastern Academy of Military Sciences to Qiao An.

"Dr. Vader, Mr. Jack is an old friend I have known for many years. Don't look at this kid's cunning, but his heart... Emmmm~ is ten times more treacherous than his appearance! In order to win more scientific research funds, what kind of wicked tricks He can do it all!"

Qiao An was dumbfounded when he heard this, and thought that His Majesty the Emperor's joke was too much, right?

Mr. Jack is not angry, he is still smiling, his mental quality is really strong!

"Okay, no kidding, Jack is actually very smart. He invented the grenades and mortars deployed by our Far Eastern Army, and the mortar shells are named after him. bomb'."

Then, Roland introduced Jack's old partner, Mr. Kafta, chief engineer of the Academy of Military Sciences, to Joan.

Just as an alchemist is good at developing new materials and alchemical reactions between various substances, an artificer is a spellcasting profession that specializes in making magic tools and constructs.

Kafta was born in Baiou Harbor. He is the proud student of the founder of the Far East Magic Airship Company and the legendary mechanic Mr. Sukhoi.

Speaking of Mr. Kafta's scientific research achievements, the most famous one is the 2-ring "Kafta anti-rust technology" named after his surname.

Based on the "Kafta anti-rust technology", a large category of products has also been derived, which are various anti-rust coatings widely used in the metal processing industry.

One of them is a mineral oil that incorporates "Kafta anti-rust technology". It is colorless, odorless, and harmless to the human body. It is very suitable for treating metal containers for packaging food.

The surface of the tin cans purchased by Joan has been infiltrated with this anti-rust oil to form a thin and firm protective film, so that the cans will not rust after being exposed to the air for ten years.

"Jack, Kafta, let me introduce you to a friend from the New World."

Roland held Joan's hand, and was about to introduce him when the sharp-tongued Mr. Dwarf interrupted him.

"I don't need you to introduce this one, Your Majesty. In fact, our circle is very small. If anyone doesn't recognize Dr. Vader, there are only two possibilities—either he should see an ophthalmologist, or he is just a worthless bastard. son!"

"Jack, what you said is too absolute, right? I also just met Dr. Vader not long ago. According to what you said, before Nikita introduced me to Dr. Vader, I was just a 'good-for-nothing bastard. Son'?" Roland pretended to be displeased.

Mr. Dwarf sneered, showing no shame to the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I refer to the 'Academic Circle of Arcane Law'. If you don't understand this field, don't force yourself into it. Let me just say that Dr. Vader's reputation in our academic circle is like that of the people in the Far East before you took the throne. The position in his mind, his peers honor him as the 'Little Prince of Papers'."

"Ah? This..."

Joan was a little confused for a moment.

What the hell is "The Little Prince"? !

If others comment that your most outstanding advantage is that you are good at publishing papers, this does not sound like a good word, so hurry up and start a wave of "spiritual theater" analysis, what is Temiao's "Little Prince of Papers"!

Is this praising me for my hard work, or is it ironic that I am just a "paper machine" with no emotions?

Can't you change the trick and praise me for my high EQ and good communication skills?

Even the "Little Prince of the Night Show" is more exciting than the "Little Prince of Essays"!

"Sorry, Mr. Jack, let me interject. If I really have such a nickname, why don't I know it myself?"

Joan couldn't help asking questions.