Counterfeit Hero

The parts were found by Fatty in a corner of the trading network.

The part, labeled a magnetometer, was designed and manufactured by a studio called Black Devil. It looks dark and inconspicuous in the all-round display on the virtual screen, but the price tag is as high as 130,000 Fiji dollars. It has been a year since I went online and not a single item has been sold.

This is a normal thing in the free world.

You must know that the free world is a world without laws that relies on natural laws for survival of the fittest and relies on the balance of forces and tacit understanding as social rules. In this world, there are countless genius scientists and mechanical masters, as well as countless liars.

Turning stone into gold, turning water into oil, these ancient scams just exist in a different way in this world. Spending hundreds of thousands of Fiji dollars to give you a rag that can be bought for a few hundred dollars is simply too normal here.

Scammers need to be identified, and those scientists are not damn reliable either.

The minds of these lunatics are incomprehensible. They conduct research entirely based on their own interests, and their inventions are probably worthless junk!

In the free world, there is a widely circulated story that explains it all.

A hundred years ago, a well-known mechanical master, together with several materials science experts, spent ten years developing a structural diagram of a mecha robot arm that was said to be indestructible.

Due to technical confidentiality, this drawing has not been made public. In the end, after a fierce battle, it was bought by a giant mecha manufacturing company for a huge sum of money. It's because of the reputation of mechanical masters and experts!

But when he went back and opened it, he found that the business owner had a heart attack on the spot. The drawings are real, and mechanical masters and experts have indeed spent ten years on research, but. The cost of manufacturing a robotic arm is enough to bankrupt this giant company!

The synthesis of tens of thousands of materials, thousands of fusion formulas, component analysis, detailed procedures for synthesis steps, and so on, the master's research can be said to have reached the pinnacle of mechanical materials science at that time. But for businesses. This thing is a complete waste!

It was a blessing in disguise, in the end. The company has gained considerable technological accumulation due to the master's research data, and has used some of these technologies to complete several technological innovations. After spending a huge amount of money to buy it. After nearly ten years of continuous research, these things have really come into use. And this period of time. The company almost collapsed.

So, in the free world. There are countless thousand-mile horses and toads, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false. If you don’t have enough professional vision, if you want to find treasures here, the final outcome may be very aggrieved.

Speaking of Black Devil Studio, there are countless research labs and studios in the free world. It is also somewhat famous. The reason isn't that the studio invented something great. But it's that this studio is more famous for its eccentric personality than other lunatics!

In this small workshop of twenty people led by the famous machinist Casimir Belch, just grab anyone. They are all talented scientists in a certain field. However, a more accurate description is - a group of weird Frankensteins.

The reason why these people are gathered in the free world is because here, no one will care about any of their weird, ridiculous, and terrifying research! They can obtain a large amount of funds through bounty research, buy any materials they want, find countless lunatics like them, and do any experiments they can't do in mainstream human society!

Therefore, this studio is usually defined as a research institution by buyers. Except for projects that require them to pay for targeted research, few people dare to think about the things they come up with.

It would not be surprising if no one asked about this magnetometer if it was left there for a year, let alone a year. Moreover, it is basically a semi-finished product. The purpose of putting the Black Devil Laboratory on the trading network is not to sell it, but to seek collaborators who can further solve the problem and improve the research.

Fatty didn't know that this magnetometer was just an idea that Belch suddenly came up with due to the material properties after a certain experiment. He wanted to miniaturize the ship's reaction engine. At that time, the purpose of his research was not clear at all. The only general direction was only for civilian purposes such as adventurers exploring the mecha for underground exploration, or other narrow space operations.

In the eyes of others, this thing is nothing. However, in the eyes of Fatty, who holds Casper's log and is a mechanic with rich war experience, once this thing is developed, it will definitely be a treasure!

A priceless treasure of mecha martial arts!

The fat man's eyes were like a weasel that had seen a hen, shining green. He knew that it was no exaggeration to say that with this thing, his mecha warriors could compete with superpowers equipped with tenth or even eleventh generation mechas!

The function of a magnetometer is simply to produce repulsive and attractive forces.

Ordinary people don't care about these two most common powers, but in the mecha martial arts mastered by Fatty, the generation of these two powers is like an external master gaining internal strength!

Think about what role any transformed repulsive or attractive force would play in a mecha battle. If two mechas are fighting, a mecha with skilled control skills can deploy a force field outside the mecha with the help of a magnetometer!

This force field generates repulsive force to the ground or behind, which can make the mecha's thrust and airborne speed faster, and generates attraction, which can speed up the mecha's falling or evading speed. In the process of fighting, this force field can not only use the speed of the opponent's mecha to increase the combat effectiveness of one's own mecha, but can also block the opponent's attacks and slow down the opponent's speed.

On the ever-changing battlefield, a slight change in power can affect life or death!

What's more important is that the two forces that are constantly switching can produce a round force like Tai Chi.

Push with one hand, lead with the other, thousands of moves in a row!

Falling into this kind of force field, the opponent's mecha will feel that the engine power suddenly increases and decreases. The mecha moves fast and slow, completely out of my control.

Luckily, this thing isn’t finished yet!

Fatty quickly opened the communication channel and sent a transaction communication request to Black Devil Studio. He made up his mind to control this thing in his own hands! Only he can solve the problems that Black Devil Studio encounters in research!

In the Black Devil's Studio. .

Belch, who has black genes and is already fifty-five years old, let out a long sigh.

Twenty companions who have been together day and night for many years. More than 30 researchers and more than 60 staff members. At this moment, everyone has gathered in the studio lobby.

There are one or two suitcases at everyone's feet. Inside, there were their salutes.

Although very reluctantly. However, Black Devil Studio can only end here! The Freeport of Mars is no longer a paradise for these Frankensteins. here. Already occupied by war and killing. Even if I have a research job that I can't bear to part with, I can only choose to leave now. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will never have the opportunity to study it in this life.

Belch's sad eyes slid across the faces of the twenty companions one by one. They are both the most genius scientists in the world, and also the most unpopular and unpopular lunatics. Only here can they burst out the sparks of genius, and when they return to mainstream human society, they are the same as themselves. It’s just the walking dead!

Moreover. Among them, there are more than half of the people. He is also wanted by various governments! Even he was forced to live in Mars Freeport because he was convicted of revenge murder in the Leray Federation. Not to mention that Le Lei is at war now, even in peacetime, he can't go back.

Looking back at the empty studio, Belch could never say goodbye. He really couldn't bear it. Once these people are separated, when they want to meet again, things have changed. The unfinished research of the Black Devil will be a pain in his life forever!

This damn war!

A young female researcher finally couldn't help crying. Girls always have the right to be sad in front of everyone.

She couldn't bear to leave, and she didn't know where she could go if she left here.

Not only her, but the entire studio and everyone were confused.

However, Black Devil Studio can no longer stay. Just yesterday, the building was hit by several rockets. The windows facing the street were also pockmarked by explosions and strafing bullets. The armed forces fighting on both sides of the block almost regarded this place as the center of the battlefield.

Moreover, the armed force that now controls this area is itself a gangster, committing robbery and murder. If they hadn't spent a lot of money to buy their lives, everyone in the studio would have been killed by those guys. Now, they have issued an ultimatum to leave within a time limit. Except for their personal clothes, they are not allowed to take away any financial equipment and equipment from the studio!

This is already an act of mercy outside the law.

Belch couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the Scarface who led the team to the studio a few days ago. Fortunately, I contacted a merchant ship that was going to the Northern Passage No. 1069 Space Station. If you miss this opportunity, that vicious guy will definitely make everyone in the studio disappear.

After looking at his watch, Belch gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Let's go..."

Before he finished speaking, the central computer communicator of Black Devil Studio suddenly beeped. Someone requested a transactional newsletter.

Belch smiled bitterly, at this time, what else is there to trade? !

"Wait!" The crying female researcher quickly ran to the central computer and connected the video phone.

A special encrypted communication channel for the Trading Network?

The Frankensteins suddenly became interested, and it didn't matter if they just took a phone call before leaving.

A fat, white guy with big ears appeared on the virtual screen. There was a sweet and amiable smile on his face that was so honest that people could not be wary of it.

"Who are you?" Belch felt that the fat man looked familiar.

"Well, that's it..." The fat man rubbed his hands and said in the most harmless manner: "I want to buy your magnetometer, including everything including the drawings and all the data."

"Magnetometer?" Belch was stunned for a moment, and then quickly remembered the research project that he had suddenly thought of organizing everyone to work on for nearly three months a year ago, but failed to complete it, and said in confusion: "That is just a semi-finished product. Are you sure you want it?"

"Of course I'm sure." Fatty's usual vanity popped up again: "Isn't it just a few node issues and material commonality issues? These are all trivial. Although the issue of coordinating with the engine is a bit more difficult, for me, it's still a problem. Nothing."

"What did you say?" Belch couldn't believe his ears, and his dark face with gray beard suddenly darkened. Before he could continue to speak, there was a commotion around him.

"Fart! Small problem?"

"You look like a boastful idiot!"

"What the hell, no one dares to say that it can be done in front of me if I, Haig, can't research it!"

A group of Frankensteins whose self-esteem was greatly provoked suddenly jumped up and talked with anger.

That magnetometer. There are several issues that they have not yet resolved. And put it online, within the unspoken rules of the scientific community in the free world. In fact, it is a challenge in disguise. On the one hand, it is to show one's own research strength and challenge the level of other scholars, on the other hand. It is also the way for them to communicate and cooperate with each other.

However, unexpectedly, more than a year later, their follow-up research has not been able to solve the problem. Suddenly, a fat man who knew nothing about the world jumped out, and it was okay to open his mouth. It’s no big deal.

Lu Ban sells axes in front of him, and Guan Gong sells axes in front of his gate. This fat toad yawned so loudly!

"Hey...hey..." The fat man on the virtual screen turned his head to a beautiful woman with a sarcastic look on his face and said: "Look, to be honest, these guys are in a hurry... "

"Truth?!" The science monsters were even more furious, but they didn't have to argue with anything else. You can talk about your own research projects. You have to fight for this tone no matter what!

As soon as he saw the woman standing next to the fat man on the screen, Belch was stunned.

"Wait a minute!" Belch stopped his companions from frothing at the mouth. He looked at the fat man carefully and asked, "Can you tell me more specifically?"

"No!" The fat man shook his head quickly.

"Damn..." A group of monsters beside Belch rolled up their sleeves and started spraying.

But the fat man said slowly and calmly: "However, I have seen the other products and bounty solutions you have announced, and there are some things I can give you some pointers on."

So crazy!

The Science Monsters were so angry that their heads were dizzy and their eyes were dazed. If Belch hadn't suppressed them uncharacteristically, they would have rushed into the screen and dragged this stupid fat guy out and beat him up.

No matter what happens, the old men will still have to spit at that damn fat man! Spray it all over his face.

"Let's talk about the K-21 Lava Core mecha engine you designed first." The fat man proudly ignored a bunch of old guys and looked at the engine parameters and anatomy diagrams on the screen. He said: "This kind of The design of the engine is indeed very clever. It has a double-chamber wheel-shaped power chamber. The kinetic energy of the chemical engine is continuously accelerated by the ion auxiliary engine circuit. Finally, the kinetic energy storage chamber originally attached to the power is used as the main power supply. It is both energy-saving and powerful. Yes, good.".

"Fuck..." Haig, the designer of the engine, blew his beard and glared: "You can't say that directly!"

"But..." Fatty chuckled and said, "Under such a load, I'm afraid the power reserve will have to be replaced soon?"

Haig's face suffocated. What the fat man said is exactly the problem that this engine has not yet solved, and it hits the nail on the head!

"I'll give you a suggestion..." Fatty continued with a proud face: "Change the acceleration circuit of the ion auxiliary engine to a double circuit, and use a Maher composite pipe to directly connect to the power cabin for power distribution. Eventually, it will merge with the acceleration kinetic energy of the auxiliary engine and use a hedging method to replace the kinetic energy collection effect of the kinetic energy storage cabin. What do you think?"

In the lobby of Black Devil's Studio, everyone was speechless.

The short Haig could almost fit an egg into his mouth. In the silence, people could even hear the grumpy old man's heartbeat beating faster and faster.

Suddenly, Haig rushed into his exclusive studio. With the sound of a door closing, the studio suddenly crackled.

No one needs to explain, everyone present is an expert in this field. Although what the fat man said has not been tested, it is theoretically feasible!

The reason why Haig failed to find a solution was because he designed the dual-ventricular wheeled power capsule, which was his proud work. He never thought about using his brain to direct power distribution in the power cabin. Even if I thought about it, I quickly threw it aside. Just a simple thing like the Maher composite pipe, without an extremely deep understanding of the mecha engine, would never have been thought of, let alone the magic stroke of hedging later.

"Let's talk about the ship-borne optical navigation offset corrector..." The fat man crossed his legs and held a cup of coffee with a proud look on his face. This thing happened to be something I had seen in the warehouse of the First Military Academy in the capital. Although there are some differences, the general principles are the same, and it really takes no brainer to use the subtleties of that one to fool you.

The fat man continued to foam at the mouth, and the science monsters continued to be stunned, their faces getting more and more ugly.

A group of people with an average age of over fifty years old, who have been immersed in their respective fields all their lives, are famous experts wherever they go, were stunned to be educated by a fat man in his twenties! The most annoying thing is that what this fat man said casually is the blind spot of everyone's thinking!

The more I listened, the more frightened I became. The science monsters looked at Fatty as if they were seeing the biggest monster in the world.

This guy is only in his twenties. What he said casually has already been involved in countless subjects. Moreover, without a considerable degree of proficiency and genius-like thinking, he will never be able to pick it up so easily!

Who is this fat man?

"Okay!" Belch waved his hand, interrupting the fat man's chatter: "General Tian Xingjian, you are indeed worthy of your reputation. I am very happy to see you."

This time it was the fat man's turn to be startled, his eyes widening and the fat on his face twitching: "Do you know me?"

Belch smiled and said: "I am from Lere. Although I ended up living here for some reason, Lere is my motherland after all, and I still have my friends and relatives there. I also read news about Lere on the Internet. Watch it often." After saying that, Belch gave a gentlemanly salute to Helen next to the fat man: "The program "Heroes" is my favorite. Miss Helen is my idol."

"We are one of our own!" The fat man said happily: "Since we are all from Lelei, I won't say any polite words. Did you promise to give me that thing?"

Give it to him?

The eyes of a group of people were dull. They had seen shameless people, but they had never seen such shameless people. They climbed up the pole. What was originally a deal turned into a free gift in the blink of an eye. "Alas..." Belch shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands regretfully: "Originally, it wouldn't be a problem to give it to you, but unfortunately now, even if we want to give it to you, we can't!"

"Why?" The fat man was worried. That thing must not fall into other people's hands.

"The studio has been given an ultimatum. If we don't leave within six hours, everyone will die." Belch said: "Moreover, everything here has been forcibly sealed by others, and we have no control over it. .”

"***!" The fat man was furious: "Let's see who dares!"

On the screen, the figure of the fat man quickly disappeared, and only the voice came: "You all wait for me, I will pick you up within three hours! Damn it, Markovich, notify everyone, gather me immediately, I I’m going to rob someone today!”