"That boy named Ye Tian looks good. His madness in doing things is very good. I thought that boy was just a pitiful cannon fodder, but now it seems that it is a little interesting." Just when Ye Tian and others were busy, the short and fat old man Palu, who was like a round meat ball, was also paying attention to Ye Tian and others' every move through the spaceship's surveillance system.

As soon as he came up, he didn't take Ye Tian and others seriously. It was not until Ye Tian started assembling the mecha that he began to take it seriously. He finally had a little real interest in Ye Tian and his group.

After thinking about it, Palu pressed the communication button on the console in front of him and said, "Terry, come here and help me identify the performance level of that mecha."

Although Terry has been studying space physics, Palu knows that Terry has another identity, that is, a weapon expert. Now all the weapon systems on this spacecraft are built by him, and any weapon or even mecha can't hide it from Terry's vicious eyes. It can be seen at a glance that its structural principles and performance levels.

After a while, I saw the old man with white hair coming in cursing and warned impatiently: "Palu, you damn bastard, you have said it many times. Even if the sky falls, it is not allowed to interrupt my thoughts! Also, what good mechas can be on the Devil Star? I still need to take the initiative to identify them myself?!"

To be honest, looking at the entire Milky Way, no mechas created by humans can reach his attention. The so-called innovation is nothing to do with small fuss, or imitation and plagiarism, without any groundbreaking nature at all.

There is only one Divine Crying Mecha that is highly praised by him, but unfortunately it is not a mecha made by humans, but a strategic equipment of the Pansra race. It rarely appears, and because of its racial genetic characteristics, it cannot be imitated by humans. Even after trying countless methods, it failed in the end.

It is precisely because of this that he turned to researching topics in space physics, hoping to use this as a breakthrough to find new inspiration.

After looking up at the broken mecha displayed on the screen, Terry couldn't help but breathe fire in his eyes and became more and more angry, "Just for such a garbage mecha, did you interrupt my thoughts? Do you know how much time it takes to reconstruct a spatial thinking model in my mind after I go back?!"

Mechas are also divided into levels. Let's not talk about auxiliary types of mechas for the time being. For combat mechas, they are divided into e, d, c, b, a and s according to their performance and power. The broken mecha on the light screen is at most a level of D. This kind of garbage mecha requires him to run it on and carry it on, which is simply a naked insult to him.

"I said, you old boy, don't get angry. What if I told you that this garbage mecha was assembled with outdated elimination mecha accessories from twenty years ago?" As if he had expected the other party's fierce reaction, Palu asked leisurely.

"What? The outdated elimination mecha accessories twenty years ago?" Terry was slightly stunned, couldn't help but take a few more glances, and responded: "If this is the case, then this mecha is remarkable, almost bringing the performance of those mecha accessories to the extreme. But even so, this is just a D mecha, what's worth looking at? Paru, I warn you, if you interrupt me next time because of such a mess... wait!"

After a little surprise, Terry was still very angry, but just as he was about to piss Paru off, he suddenly stood there and stared at the mecha on the light screen, and refused to move his eyes any longer.

"Hey, I said you don't need to be so exaggerated, right? You said just now that this is at most a D-mech. The reason why I asked you to come is mainly to let you see that boy. You may be interested in that boy who has a lot of knowledge in the mecha field." It was Paru's turn now, but he was surprised. He didn't expect Terry to have such a big reaction. It was really beyond his expectations and made him a little confused.

You should know that Terry does have the capital to be proud. It is normal for him to look down on mechas. He just saw that Ye Tian was quite interesting, so he wanted Terry to get in touch with him. After all, they are all involved in the mecha field and there should be common topics, but who would have thought Terry's reaction was so great.

"Life! I felt the breath of life from that mecha. A sage once said that machinery also has life, and mechas are even more so. I have always expressed disbelief of this sentence, but now it seems..." Terry rubbed his eyes hard, and repeatedly confirmed, his whole body trembled slightly. Before he could finish his words, he rushed out quickly, intending to study the mecha at close range.

"The living mecha? It's getting more and more interesting!" Palu touched his round chin, his eyes flashed with gleam, and then he quickly caught up. Unlike Terry, Terry was excited because he saw a pioneering mecha, but he keenly captured the huge strategic value behind it.

Tang Wudi, Del and others were shocked. Seeing the white-haired old man who had just broken himself into pieces a while ago rushing towards them, he hurriedly retreated and took a defensive posture of extremely guarding.

But what shocked them was that the crazy old man was too lazy to pay attention to them, and completely regarded them as nothing, and rushed straight to the Rainbow Fish Type 2 that had just been painted with oil. He rubbed it with love, and looked at them with intoxicating look.

Before they could react, they saw the round meat ball that took them to visit the spaceship a few days ago and greeted: "Old boy, the wind is tight, that mecha can't run away. You can watch it at any time. Please hide first!"

"Okay!" Terry turned around reluctantly and returned to the spaceship with Palu.

"What the hell is going on?" Tang Wudi, Del and others looked at each other, confused, and had no idea what the two madmen were doing.

But just as they were full of doubts, a harsh alarm sounded in the spaceship not far away beside them, and then Paru's extremely solemn and solemn voice also sounded: "Little fresh meats, the Zago tribe is coming, it's time for you to stand up and save the world!"

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Chapter completed!