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- When Paparoni, the snot-nosed boy, took off his robot knight, Dr. Barbara and Zigello from Blue Star arrived. After I told a few people my thoughts, I stood aside knowingly.
The structure of Snot Kid's robot knight is quite complicated, and even professionals like Barbara and Zygro have to be amazed by his technology. Zigro carefully touched every seam and crotch of the robot knight, and even put his ear to listen, as if he could hear the machine talking.
"Oh my God! This is simply a work of magic!" Compared to Ziegro's focus on the components, Barbara was more inclined to the internal structure. When she saw the open abdominal cavity of the robot knight, she was immediately attracted by the perfect structure inside. The structure captivated.
"Paparoni, did you do this by yourself? Did anyone guide you?" Barbara did not believe that such a complex pure mechanical body was made by a child.
"Yes, I made it myself." The snot-nosed boy replied calmly.
"Do you have any drawings? My child. I want to see your drawings." The blacksmith shouted excitedly to Paparoni.
"Yes, but not on me."
"Why don't you take it with you? If it breaks down and there are no drawings, how can you repair it?" Zigello said loudly. In his opinion, it is impossible to repair such a complicated machine without drawings. Hearing what the snot-nosed kid said, even Montetie and I couldn't help but frown.
"No reason, because I wrote down all the drawings." Paparoni's words shocked us all. I knew that blacksmith Zigro needed several drawings to build a relatively simple armor for the robot knight. , and I couldn¡¯t even imagine the amount of drawings used by the machine in front of me.
"Are you telling the truth?!" Barbara and Zygro said at the same time.
"Of course it's true, I never lie."
"Then can you draw the drawing again?" Ziegro said impatiently,
¡°You don¡¯t have to draw everything, just draw as much as you can.¡± As a woman, Barbara is still a little worried that her children will not be able to handle it. She understands how much energy it takes to make the drawings of this machine silently.
"Please give me a pen and enough parchment rolls." The snot-nosed boy said to me confidently. Seeing him like this, even I started to worry.
Pens and ink were readily available, and the guards of the meeting hall quickly brought a large bundle of parchments. Under the expectation of everyone in the hall, Paparoni, the snot-nosed boy, picked up his pen and began to draw the drawings silently.
Half an hour passed. . . An hour passed. . . . Three hours passed. . . From dusk to late night, it had been four hours. Thirteen parchment rolls were neatly stacked on the table in front of us, but Paparoni had no intention of resting yet. The guard has already brought dinner three times, but we were so absorbed in watching it that we didn't feel hungry at all. When the waiter came in for the fourth time, Montetier gently kicked my calf under the table.
"Isn't it time to let this child have a rest? Stop and eat something."
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone needs to rest, I asked the snot-nosed boy to take a break, and then asked the guards to serve dinner. At this time, everyone turned around and felt hungry, and everyone looked at each other and laughed. . . . .
"Little guy, who taught you how to calculate your size?" After seeing Paparoni's picture, I couldn't help but become curious about his unique method of calculating size. This is a measurement method that I have never seen before. It is measured with a few colored lines drawn on the cuffs of the snotty kid. It seems very ordinary, but it is very accurate and convenient. This can definitely be said to be a kind of measurement. Innovation.
"Here, grandpa taught me, what's wrong? It's different from what you use?" The snot-nosed kid said fluently while swallowing the food in his mouth.
"It's not just different, it's simply different. But your grandfather's method really suits you. By the way, how did you calculate the weight?" the blacksmith said with a mouth full of food.
¡°It¡¯s very simple to calculate the weight.¡± After saying that, the snotty boy took out an instrument with a wheel and a scale from his bag.
This thing is even more amazing. You can weigh small items by taking off the windlass. If you add the windlass to a roof beam and put it on it, you can weigh heavier items.
"Awesome! It's such a compact weight scale." Even Barbara couldn't help but praise it.
"Is Paparoni's grandfather the old man without legs?" Monte asked quietly next to me, and I immediately realized that there was something in his words.
"Yes, that's Stevenson. He used to be a swordsman." I said to the masked man truthfully.
"Is there anything questionable? I mean his identity"
"Well, his family's business is very mysterious. I don't know what it does? But it is obviously very rich."
When I finished speaking, Monterey pondered for a while, then put down the food in his hand,
¡°We¡¯ll go out later and I¡¯ll talk to you again.¡±
"good."
I couldn¡¯t guess what the masked man wanted to say to me, but I knew it must be something important. Montette and I finished eating quickly, and then left the meeting hall one after another on the excuse of peeing.
"Dipor, don't you think the Stevenson family is weird?" Montetier and I came to the flag stand in the school field, and the masked man said to me mysteriously in the night.
"Really? What's weird?" I really didn't find anything weird at all.
"How can a businessman family be so keen on strange machines? Their technology is absolutely incredible. I think those technologies are top-notch in any country. Maybe they can keep it secret, but look at Pa Paroni's appearance as a robot knight is not easy to hide. If this is the case, they must have a powerful force to protect themselves. Otherwise, it is impossible for the old and the young to run around leisurely." Monte Tie's analysis Very thorough, but I really can't guess Stevenson's true identity.
"I find it strange when you say this, but is there anything wrong with this? Now they are all members of our Third Knights, and as you saw just now, Paparoni did not hide anything from us. What?" I don't think the Stevensons are a threat to our Third Knights.
"You think too simply, Diboer. Don't you think about why we didn't know anything about the strength of the Stevenson family before? Even if you didn't know, Titrick should know, but their family didn't Isn¡¯t it contrary to common sense to not even have a title?¡±
"Maybe they don't want to show their heads? Maybe they are hermits and they don't know for sure." I still didn't understand the situation clearly.
"Why come to us to buy a title if you don't show your head? There's no way such a person is a hermitunless" Montetie paused thoughtfully.
"Unless they are spies!"
"Spy!? Who sent you?" I'm most afraid of hearing this word. News about everyone in Blue Star must not be leaked. Once leaked and the black-robed organization knows about it, I'm afraid the entire Red Bay will fall into destruction. . I didn't dare to think about it any more, a cold chill had already climbed up my spine.
"I don't know. But to go against the grain and show up like this, the person who sent them is either a fool or extremely smart." The masked man was deeply worried at this time.
"What if it's their own leader?" A bold hypothesis suddenly came to my mind.
"Who is the leader? Enemy country? Pirates? Men in black robes?" Montetie was obviously shocked by my words.
"I don't know, but we can send people to investigate right away, starting now!" I didn't dare to delay any more. I stood up from the flag stand, turned around and walked towards the guards at the door of the meeting hall.
"No!" As soon as I took a step forward, Montetie immediately stopped me.
"We in the Knights don't have people in this field. If we act rashly, it will only be counterproductive."
"Yes! Why didn't I think of that?" Monte's words startled me into a cold sweat, and I quickly stopped.
"Then what should we do? Should we just let it go?"
¡°The two of us will check it out ourselves!¡± Montetie said decisively.
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