Chapter 503 503. This world has a crazy person from the grass world appearing every now and then
“Forget it, do whatever you want.”

Mo Hao shook his head and didn’t care what William taught the Palu. Or maybe he knew it without thinking.

In addition to military training, there should also be records of Mo Hao’s previous speeches and the Yellow Turbans’ philosophy.

After thinking about it and realizing that there was nothing too out of the ordinary here, Mo Hao just left it alone.

“Are you familiar with this place? Can you show us around?”

Mo Hao was not very familiar with the Steel City. Firstly, he had been very busy recently and could not take care of this place.

Secondly, the Steel City changes very quickly. Often within three to five days, a street or even half a county will change, and it is impossible to remember the geographical features here.

“Let me show you around.”

Dr. Agumon appeared at some point, making Mo Hao wonder if he had filled the entire Steel City with surveillance cameras.

Agumon glanced at Cecilia beside Mo Hao without leaving a trace, his eyes turned slightly, and asked as if nothing had happened, “Tell me, buddy, what are you doing here this time? Also, don’t you want to introduce this person?”

“This is Cecilia, the princess of Reyasinwa. Her place is currently lacking sufficient troops. I plan to take her to see the prosthetic factory.”

After briefly introducing Cecilia’s identity, Mo Hao introduced Dr. Agumon to Cecilia, “This is Dr. Agumon, the technical expert here, and also the president of the New Digital University. If you have any technical questions, just ask him directly.”

Cecilia saluted to Dr. Agumon. At this time, she already knew that Mo Hao’s so-called unique invitation had nothing to do with romance, but out of aristocratic etiquette and Dr. Agumon’s ability to solve the current shortage of qualified soldiers in Dozonia, she still greeted Dr. Agumon with proper etiquette.

“Cecilia Augusta Venern sends you greetings, Dr. Agumon.”

“Ah, hello.” Perhaps it was the first time he saw a polite greeting, Dr. Agumon replied with a etiquette that Mo Hao couldn’t understand, and then led the way, “If you want to see the prosthetic factory, follow me.”

As he spoke, the ground beneath his feet began to move. The floor that was supposed to be made of steel had now turned into a conveyor belt leading to an unknown destination.

Mo Hao and Cecilia were a little surprised that they could reach the place without walking.

Cecilia subconsciously calculated how much steel was needed to build all the buildings she saw along the way. At the same time, she was comparing in her mind what kind of magic technology was needed and how much manpower and material resources would be needed to build such a city.

The rough number she came up with in the end made her completely forget the answer. Not to mention the current Dozoniya, even the Kingdom of Reyasinwa in its heyday could not build such a city.

It would take at least five years for all adults in the kingdom to stop farming and do labor in order to make a shell.

That’s not even counting the technology included.

If the adults in a country have not farmed for five years and the land has produced nothing, people generally regard this situation as the destruction of the country.

Soon, the conveyor belt brought them to a huge factory, and then the blocks under their feet began to float, allowing the three of them to watch the various production lines in a flying manner.

“This is one of the prosthetic manufacturing factories. Recently, the main work is to imitate the body of a bionic person. The prosthetics produced here are all general models. If there is any special need, a special production line will be opened.”

Dr. Agumon knew that neither Mo Hao nor Cecilia had any accurate understanding of prosthetics, so he was too lazy to take them to a more advanced prosthetic factory. It would take a lot of time to explain those things, and these two people might not understand them. As he spoke, Dr. Agumon took a spine and said, “Military-grade Sian Westin, time slows down to 85%. If necessary, you can continue to increase the power, but it is not recommended. Exceeding 80% will obviously shorten your lifespan, and reaching 90% will directly burn your entire life in a few days, and you may die suddenly at any time.”

Compared to the prosthetics in the cyber world that are at least for human use, what Dr. Agumon created is completely for non-human use.

Mo Hao can be very sure that Dr. Agumon has a higher-powered Sianwestin in his hands, but there is no suitable implantee.

It slows down 85% of the time. With this kind of power, there is basically no need to consider other things. Those who dare to install it either have values ​​far exceeding those of ordinary people, or they use consumables that will be scrapped after one or two uses.

The only suitable users of this thing would at least be the group of orcs recruited by Mo Hao.

As for the ogres, they can withstand higher levels of power.

“Dozonia is just a medieval magic world. The requirements for your stuff are too high. If you deploy it to Dozonia’s army, a large number of them will die in a few days. I won’t even consider the possibility of cyberpsychosis.”

Mo Hao covered his face helplessly. He felt that if he didn’t stop Dr. Agumon, he would have to use the youth version of [Infinite Cannon].

That would really be a corporate war in another world.

No, it should be said that they used cannons to blast open the door to the other world and conduct trade activities.

Mo Hao always felt like he had heard of this kind of thing somewhere before, and it looked very familiar.

“The magic world of the Middle Ages, doesn’t it also have a “magic”? If you are just talking about the Middle Ages, you don’t need to look for me at all. It would be enough to just send a batch of guns produced in the Heavenly Book World.”

In terms of technological means and productivity, the world of the Heavenly Book can indeed crush Cecilia’s world, but the magic of that world is not to be trifled with.

Especially the rules of the world itself, or the uniqueness of the world.

Every once in a while a [Demon King] will be born to carry out a purge of all races and lives.

Worse than [Utopian Public Office].

Mo Hao remembered very clearly that the Demon Dragon King Caesar almost turned the dragon clan into the Zerg clan. The fertility rate of dragons became stronger than that of humans. It only took one year for a newly hatched dragonling to grow into at least an adult dragon.

At this rate of growth, humans are completely crushed.

If he hadn’t killed the Demon Dragon King in advance, he would have been overwhelmed by endless dragons.

“So…” Dr. Agumon gave another plan, “My suggestion is that if the world you’re talking about really has a lot of lunatics from the Grass World appearing every now and then, then let the Dozonian army undergo cybernetic transformation so that the power can be reduced.”

“But to ensure safety, I personally suggest sending out the ogre troops as the finale.”

“Or maybe we can find a way to kill all the demon kings in that world at once, once and for all.”

(End of this chapter)