Chapter 1133: Chapter 347 Intercepted a Batch of Tough Goods_3 Chapter 1133: Chapter 347 Intercepted a Batch of Tough Goods_3 Not having been caught up with for so long also ant that they were lucky, neither the people from the Southern Continent nor those from the Orlan Royal Family had pursued them.
In the wilderness, a bonfire was lit.
After a fierce battle, rest was needed, and Leonard Churchill set up a boiler to prepare so hot army provisions.
The fragrance of at perated the air as Leonard stirred with a spoon and then sat back down to help sort through the mountain of blueprints and materials beside him.
Seven Brown, like a kid who had suddenly struck it rich, couldn’t stop exclaiming in surprise.
After all, to a chanic, this pile was a treasure trove that was sought but seldom found.
At that mont, she finally found sothing among the pile, exclaiming, “Wow… Leonard, we’re really so lucky! This is the ‘God Hunter Energy Module Blueprint’! Hahaha, didn’t you say Fatty Williams didn’t have the blueprints? It turns out PN-44 Base was manufacturing them themselves. Now, with these blueprints, we can practically make a complete Hunting God Armor…”
“…”
Leonard was also pleased when he looked at them.
None of the boxes brought out from the institute by those people from Orlan were junk.
‘Hurricane Thermal Tracking Cannon Blueprint,’ ‘T0 Heavy Armor Shield Blueprint,’ ‘Jet Propulsion Device Module Blueprint,’ ‘Divine Sensitive chanical Control System Blueprint’…
The blueprints of hundreds of important equipnt modules in the Hunting God Armor sequence—nearly half were here.
The people from the Orlan Royal Family were not fools; they did not put all their eggs in one basket.
What Leonard and Seven felt lucky about was that the most critical energy core module was right here.
Plus, with the blueprint batch from the Song Family, theoretically, they now had the complete set of blueprints for the Hunting God Armor.
Finally, after finishing the inventory, the gains exceeded expectations.
Among them were over a dozen weapon blueprints that had not been produced.
The Hunting God Armor, aside from the basic armor, had other equipnt that was optional.
Tank Battle Armor, Agility-focused assassins, long-range artilleryn… Different options, different effects.
If these blueprints could be turned into finished products, it would be the true Hunting God Armor.
With the production capabilities of the Song Family, as long as the materials were sufficient, mass production of the Hunting God Armor in the future was just around the corner.
The chanical Legion on the battlefield was almost within sight.
…
Having roughly completed the inventory of materials, the food was also cooked.
Leonard and Seven sat around the bonfire, eating the thick black bread with at soup, enjoying their al.
Seven still reveled in that dreamlike state of sudden fortune, and when she ca back to her senses, she too felt it sowhat unbelievable.
While eating, she also reflected, “Leonard, how do I feel like our luck has been good as well… We didn’t encounter the Titan Battle Armor, nor did anyone follow us.”
As she spoke, her pretty face revealed the thrilling afterglow of adventure.
“Hehe, it’s not just good luck…”
Leonard laughed when he heard this.
What Seven saw as luck was to him the inevitable result of countless deliberations.
Because he had guessed in advance all the situations that could arise, he didn’t find anything particularly thrilling.
Reflected in Leonard’s eyes was the red glow of the fire, and he added, “Almost forgot to tell you, there’s sothing even more powerful than the Titan Battle Armor in that base…”
It’s not that there was nothing; the chanical Angel was not a force the two of them could contend with.
It was because Leonard had predicted the dangers within PN-44 Base in advance that he lured the people from the Southern Continent to step into the minefield first.
It was only later that the two of them proceeded so smoothly.
There wasn’t a chance to ntion it before, but now it ca up.
Upon hearing this, Seven Brown was incredibly astonished, “You an to say, there’s sothing in the base that can instantly kill a Seventh-Order Dragon-blooded Card Master in their battle armor?”
“Yes.”
Leonard Churchill briefly narrated the battle between the chanical Angel and Bane, then added, “That damaged cha must have been sothing the New King of Orlan found in the King’s Mausoleum of Augustus…”
Listening in, Seven Brown couldn’t help but gasp with amazent, “Ah? You went to the King’s Mausoleum of Augustus?”
Leonard Churchill: “That’s right.”
Now that they had so downti, there was plenty of ti.
He inadvertently ntioned the situation inside the tomb before, and the Titan Battle Armors he encountered.
His tone was seemingly nonchalant, but Seven Brown realized after hearing about his adventurous experiences just how many fascinating events had taken place in Leonard’s life, and couldn’t help exclaiming, “Wow! Leonard, you’re so incredible…”
Miss Rita, whose interest in the story grew stronger, had a gleam in her sparkling eyes and asked eagerly, “What is the situation on the Old Continent now? And how did you beco so powerful recently?”
She was genuinely curious about what had happened during the ti they were apart.
While speaking, as if feeling too distant caused a disconnect, Seven Brown suddenly stood up, wrapped her arms around Leonard Churchill’s neck, and intimately sat down on his lap.
With a sweet fragrance enveloping him, Leonard Churchill supported her perky bottom with his hands, smiling, “Well, that’s a long story…”
“Then take your ti telling it.”
Seven Brown blinked her eyes, her lengthy lashes fluttering with a hint of playfulness.
She suddenly asked a question unrelated to the topic, “You were curious before about how to open this combat suit, weren’t you? It goes like this…”
As she spoke, the liquid armor on her body receded like a tide, transforming into a wristguard on her wrist.
In an instant, vast expanses of fair, tender skin were exposed to the air.
Seven Brown offered a luminous smile, “Quite special, isn’t it?”
“Yes, indeed.”
Underneath the armor was only a thin, tight-fitting combat vest. Being so close, Leonard Churchill felt like his nose was about to touch the majestic curves in front of him.
He breathed in a faint scent of a young girl’s fragrance.
Seven Brown intentionally straightened her back and asked, “Notice any changes?”
“Of course.”
Leonard Churchill’s hands gently caressed her silky skin, moving up from the clearly defined abdominal “V” lines, quickly venturing into a zone of warm softness.
Previously constrained by clothes, he couldn’t see the details as clearly.
But now, upon a closer look, it was indeed much fuller.
With a hands-on comparison, the softness beca more palpable.
Listening, Seven Brown smiled broadly and, to make it more convenient for Leonard, boldly removed her vest.
In a flash, her entire upper body was laid bare in Leonard Churchill’s field of view.
With a face radiant like warm jade, her eyes as clear as limpid pools.
Miss Rita didn’t forget to tease playfully, “You take your ti, I’m listening~”
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