"Teacher."
Diego walked into a lab.
This was the Demon Martial Developnt Base in Babylon, under the auspices of the Grant Clan. This laboratory was Lawrence's private room. When Diego walked in, a few assistants handed over a few new magic weapon components to Lawrence, and this renowned Sequence Master personally inspected and accepted them.
Lawrence was already over half a hundred years old, and his hair no longer looked young or dense, but it was still combed carefully, just like his ticulous life. He was very tall, and even though he was getting taller, his back was still straight. Even Diego was about to lose his head when he stood beside him. Lawrence turned to look at the student from a wealthy family and nodded, "You're here."
"Teacher, have you seen Beth Cod's design?" Diego retreated from his usual domineering appearance and tried his best to be modest in front of the sequence master.
Lawrence gestured and led Diego into his private office.
After closing the door, Lawrence said in a low voice, "It's unethical to pry into other people's trade secrets."
"Father said that this press conference must be safe and sound. After all, this matter concerns whether we can get enough orders in the first quarter. Knowing this and knowing that is not a bad thing." Diego shrugged.
Lawrence snorted and said, "Karma is good, God is good." Diego, if you want to be successful in sequence design, you'd better rember what I said. Just like you sealers, everyone takes a different path. Sequence design is the sa, each work is related to the designer's experience, comprehension and ntality. This path is lonely, and what we need to do is to concentrate all of our spiritual will and go all the way. "
'"If you don't forget to peek at your opponent's work and divert your attention from it, then you might even be suspicious of your own work if you are too light. That's fatal for every designer!"
Lawrence was an ordinary person, not only did he not ignite the flas, he also did not have any Origin Energy. However, his attainnts and insights in sequence design were truly worthy of being a giant. Just seeing that he was able to say this was enough to convince Diego.
A trace of true respect flashed through the eyes of this wealthy disciple. He nodded and said, "I promise that there will never be another ti, Teacher."
Lawrence nodded.
"I don't know how much you paid to get this information, but I'm sorry to tell you that all of your efforts will be in vain," Lawrence shook his head and took out a file bag from the drawer and threw it on the table.
Diego's eyes turned cold. "Could this plan be fake?"
"No, it's true. The point is that the person who designed the project was too naive. No, or rather, his ideas were too wild. Rich imagination is necessary for sequence design. But too unrealistic ideas make it difficult to translate into real work." Lawrence smiled and said, "I'm sure Hughton didn't co up with this plan. He, like , is bound by so-called experience, so the things he and I designed must be very careful."
"We all lack a kind of spirit, but our things are practical enough." Lawrence patted his portfolio, "But this one is a fantasy for the designer." But I don't think that's going to happen. This set of Blazing Battle Weapons attempted to combine two different types of magical weapons, the Fla Fighting Rifle and the Honor Barrier, into one set. But it lacks a dium to connect the two, which ans it's destined to be a pipe dream. "
Diego said excitedly, "So the teacher is confident that he will be able to defeat Beth Cod at the press conference?"
Lawrence said calmly, "There are always variables. Who can guarantee that everything is under control?" Ten percent didn't dare to say, but ninety percent did. That old fellow Hughton and I worshipped under the sa teacher when we were young. "He does have so talent in sequence design, but he is the sa as you. At the sa ti, he is also developing into a world of origin power. This makes his achievents in sequence design far inferior to mine."
"I'm sure Beth Cod will have to drop the plan in the end. If Hughton were to lead it, I would have guessed what he would do. So, there's nothing to worry about."
"With Teacher's words, I can reply to Father." Diego paused for a mont and then said, "Teacher, about the Federal Academy of Science and Technology?"
"Don't worry, I have already submitted a recomndation to the Academy of Science and Technology. If you want to make a na for yourself at this press conference, then entering the Academy of Science and Technology is not a problem at all." Lawrence said.
Diego couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. If he could enter the Federation Academy of Science and Technology, his status in the clan would rise by a large margin.
"By the way, I heard that sothing happened at Statue of Liberty Harbor yesterday?" Lawrence asked. He seldom cared about current affairs, but this ti was an exception.
After all, the shooting down of Freedom Gate's airship yesterday was definitely a big deal. Even Diego's expression turned solemn when he heard Lawrence ntion it, saying, "Sothing really happened." Moreover, sothing big had happened. The Federation and the Gate of Freedom would probably be at war now. Father said that this was not a bad thing. With a full-scale war between the floating island and the earth's surface, the demand for armants would be greater than ever before. However, this business has not yet been completed, and now Babylon is in a state of apprehension. "
"Who would believe that an airship capable of attacking the Gate of Freedom under such circumstances would have no mole in the Federation? Now, this matter has been handed over to Fendi and his Iron Fist Legion."
Lawrence knitted his brows. "He actually left it to Fendi. That general has a bad temper. I think it would be more appropriate to leave this matter to General Silva's Black Wings."
Diego shook his head. "I think so too. Blackwing is best at stealth maneuvering. They're in charge. At least Babylon looks calm on the surface. But if it's an iron fist "
Black Street.
At the Old Oak Bar on the edge of this black area, the lights in the shop seed to be in poor contact, flashing in the dim night. The bar was brightly lit and bursts of music could be heard. Suddenly, a figure flashed under the call of the bar shop. A passer-by wearing a dark trench coat covered half of his face with a hat. He lowered his head and slipped his hand into the pocket of his trench coat into the bar.
Imdiately surrounded by blazing air and loud cheers.
The Old Oak Bar has expanded considerably in the past two years. The scope of the bar includes an open-air seating area in the corridor outside the door, and there is even an additional stage in the bar. There were bands performing for a long ti, and soul singers famous throughout the island would occasionally perform here.
There is a mini-performance in the old oak tree tonight, and it is also Edward's farewell party. The announcent of the retirent of the soul singer was both puzzling and regrettable. Small performances like this have been held in succession, and Edward is preparing to give a big performance at the Venus Hotel to officially withdraw from Babylon's entertainnt industry.
As for the reason, he had always avoided talking about it.
No one knows why.
Passersby in trench coats went to the bar quietly and ordered a glass of whiskey. At this mont, there were a few dancers dancing on the stage, and Edward was just resting on the back/stage. At this ti, the door of the bar suddenly exploded open. The explosive debris shot out, causing several nearby drinkers to be unable to escape, screaming and falling to the ground, causing quite a bit of chaos. The passers-by at the bar hurriedly put down their wine glasses and tightened their hats on their windbreakers, wanting to leave.
Suddenly, under an invisible pressure, the wine glasses on the bar exploded one by one. The man sighed and slowly pulled out his hat, revealing a thin face.
At the sa ti, at the back/counter of the bar, Edward put on his new costu and walked out of the fitting room. Father Ward leaned against the side and smoked his cigar. He looked at the Maritan youth and said, "Are you leaving Earth?"
Edward did not hide anything from him and nodded, "I have found a good team."
"I heard what Wilick said. Ti passed so quickly. Two years passed in the blink of an eye." Old Ward took off his cigar and grinned, "Then I can only wish you a pleasant journey. Also, don't get caught this ti."
Edward smiled and said, "No "
Suddenly, both of their faces changed. They felt a strong and fierce aura suddenly appear in the bar. The two of them hurriedly ran out. He saw the people in the bar staggered around, leaving a space near the bar. A man in a trench coat was standing beside him, while another man was sitting on a high chair in front of the bar. The man wore a black-and-white striped suit with a purple tie at the collar.
He was drinking as if nothing had happened, as if he could feel Old Ward and Edward's line of sight. So he turned around and smiled at the two of them, raising his glass to salute them. The two of them saw an extrely handso face. Unfortunately, there was an "X"-shaped scar on this face from the center of their eyebrows to both sides of their cheeks, making this face look sowhat ferocious.
Seeing this face, Old Ward's cigar fell to the ground and said, "Why is Fendi from the Federation here?"
"Official business. It's just official business." The long-haired man jumped down from the high chair and put his hands in his pockets with a smile. "Tonight, the Iron Fist Legion is carrying out their official duties. No one else, please leave. Well, we'll try our best not to damage your personal property," he said with a smile.
Then he looked at the man in windbreaker behind him and said, "Major General Marco, I'm going to arrest you for betrayal of the Federation. Please don't resist, okay? This is a public place. If you don't cooperate, I'll hurt my head."
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