Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 773 104. Don't underestimate yourself, poor Bondo, even a piece of used toilet paper has its uses

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Bondo Juggernaut, the mechanical gnome warlord who thrived in the chaotic era of Mechagon Island, obviously miscalculated the balance of power between the enemy and us.

But it's not his fault either.

Except for the "sentinels" who are regularly sent to Kul Tiras to perform lurking and material collection tasks, the mechanical gnomes on the entire Mechagon Island don't care much about the rumors from the outside world.

They used their advanced technology to draw a circle around themselves, and after they no longer had the risk of being invaded by foreign enemies, they hid on their small island and enjoyed peace like a prison.

However, considering that mechanical gnomes can generally live for a long time due to organ replacement, and their number is small, the resources on one Mechagon Island are enough for them to use, basically there is no need to worry about resource depletion.

Each of them is a well-known mechanical technology nerd, so it is understandable to develop such a closed mentality.

However, the technological level of the mechanical gnomes is simply at the Zentraedi level compared to other civilizations in Azeroth, which has created a spectacle of "both developed and closed" mechanical gnomes.

It has also led to warlords like Bondo Juggle having little idea of ​​what the outside powerhouses can do.

As mechanical gnomes who advocate technology and mechanical power, they have no interest in developing and strengthening their personal force. They spend all their inspiration and energy on climbing the technology tree.

In fact, apart from the previous urban riots, Mechagon hasn't had a war in thousands of years.

And on this small island, King Mechagon's most powerful force is King Mechagon. He is an out-and-out "super strong man", but even King Mechagon's personal force level is at most a high-level fighter s level.

It is absolutely impossible for the king to kill the rough caveman in front of him one-on-one without using his own mechanical force.

Like the behavior of Bu Laike who killed the caveman king in twos and threes in front of him, it was enough to shock the warlord Bondo for a whole year.

He actually thought about gathering an army to take revenge?

What kind of crazy idea is this?

"This way, my lord."

Under the threat of the long sword in the hands of Bu Laike, Bondo Juggernaut no longer had the savage and violent arrogance before, and he would lead the way meekly in the cave of the troglodyte king.

He is going to take Bo Laike to the depths of the king's nest, where his "contraband" is hidden.

At the cave entrance behind them, the death of the troglodyte king had sparked a frenzied counterattack by a group of "King's Nest" guards.

But those big savage cavemen can bully the cowardly mechanical gnomes with force. When facing a group of ferocious demons summoned by Braike, their so-called wild power is no more difficult than a cat with teeth and claws. deal with.

Crazy Clinfran was in a battle of demons, brandishing two magic steel battle axes to block the entrance of the cave. Not even blinking.

The rise of the big demon killer also summoned a large group of evil dogs to attack everywhere. These cruel demonic beasts can be regarded as meat today.

In just a few minutes, the entire king's nest was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

Bondo Big Chunk didn't dare to look towards the entrance of the cave at all, he was afraid that he would spit it out just by looking at it, even though the mechanical gnome didn't eat, at most he could spit out some lubricating oil.

"There is a very steep step here, you must be careful when you come down."

The mechanical gnome rubbed his hands, and said flatteringly to the expressionless Laike behind him.

The master assassin snorted, jumped down with one step, and followed the mechanical gnome in front of him through a crack in a cave. There was actually a cave inside.

In the deepest part of the troglodyte's lair is a cave in the mountain, which is dark, surrounded by hanging light strips, and a small power supply assembled with high-energy batteries.

At the other end of the cave is connected to a slanting cave, under the light of stars can be seen faintly.

It's a big place here, and it's got nothing to do with it.

When Laike stepped in, he immediately saw an air suppression unit suspended in mid-air by Bondo with a chain and a simple mechanical arm.

The outer armor of the thing has not been installed, and the internal parts and modules have not been assembled, but according to Bu Laike's entry-level engineering knowledge, it can be determined that the propeller of this thing has been assembled.

Looking at the scorch marks left around and on the ground, maybe Bondo has tested it a few times.

"How did you get this thing? Didn't you say that only kings and princes have finished products of air suppression units?"

The magic eyeball on Bo Laike's shoulder rotated and floated to Bondo's eyes, and the penetrating pupil zoomed several times, staring into Bondo's eyes.

The mechanical gnome who saw it felt numb for a while.

He felt terrified.

Of course, it may also be caused by the loosening of the back of the brain and leakage of electricity, after all, it was hit hard just now.

Facing the question of Bo Laike, Bondo did not dare to hide it.

After all, my life is still in his hands, so I can only answer cautiously:

"Of course I can't get the finished product, my lord, before the city of Mechagon rioted, the air suppression unit was the crystallization of the engineering of the entire mechanical gnome.

All the data and drawings about it are top secret, and a wild mechanic like me is not qualified to consult those data.

But on the night of the riot, the whole city was in chaos.

Someone set a fire in King Mechagon's laboratory, and I realized that was my only chance, so I took advantage of the chaos and bribed the Mistress of the Garbage, and slipped into the sewer of the Mechanics Hall from the Abyss garbage dump she was guarding. .

He took a blueprint of the prototype body and the king's spare aircraft control center module and escaped

This aircraft was polished and assembled by myself after picking up scraps from the scrap iron mountain and the Diyuan garbage dump. You know, any high-tech is unimaginable before seeing the finished product.

But as long as there are blueprints in hand, a mechanic with a little bit of skill can make a replica by himself. "

"Is every mechagnome as powerful as you?"

Bu Laike gave a thumbs up and asked in an appreciative tone.

Bondo was a little proud. After all, he had just seen the destructive power of Bu Laike with his own eyes. He was honored to be praised by such a powerful person, so he snorted and said:

"My talent is certainly not as good as those genius mechanics, but Sheng has been in the imitation business for most of his life. In terms of imitation and reference, there are very few people in Mechagon who are better than me.

I can serve you, my lord.

I think you must use my talent. "

"Ahem, I'll talk about this later."

Bu Laike glanced at the blueprint that Bondo put on the mechanical table in the cave, and rolled it up. Under Bondo's heart-bleeding gaze, the roll of blueprint was put into his own pocket by Braike. .

The pirate asked again:

"How much weaker is the aircraft you saved than the genuine product?"

"Uh, this isn't finished yet, and I don't know."

Bondo tapped his mechanical goggles, and he spread his hands still sparking and said:

"However, I assembled it strictly according to the design drawings, and the grinding accuracy of various internal parts was restored as much as possible. Because of the machining accuracy, the efficacy of this imitation is definitely not as good as the genuine one, but at least it should be able to achieve 70% energy utilization.

And it's not a big problem that the internal imitation is not perfect.

As long as they look exactly the same.

Anyway, all I need is the deterrent power of this aircraft on Mechagon Island, and I don't need to actually fly it to fight, and I don't even think about confronting the king.

Others don't know, don't I know?

The reason why Prince Erazmin, who is out of his mind, is still able to stabilize the situation is not because he is so brave and powerful, nor is it because his followers are so determined and powerful.

Purely because the king wanted to wait for his only foolish son to change his mind, the general attack was not launched after they escaped the city.

Otherwise, just the mechanical legion of the electric chip transport station and the powerful destructive power of the HK-8 air suppression unit with full firepower would be enough to flatten that ridiculous Rustbolt Town.

The group of exiles who called themselves the 'Rebels' were still alive only because of the king's 'kindness'. "

Having said that, Bondo Hulk spat rudely towards his feet, and he said:

"Of course, the king transformed himself completely and removed his humanity with his own hands, and long before that, the king had no 'benevolence' to speak of.

I sneaked into his lab and stole the blueprints.

I have seen the king's next action plan, and the group of rebels in Rustbolt Town kept scolding His Majesty Mechagon as a lunatic. But if they really knew what the king was going to do to this world, they would probably be scared out of a data short circuit on the spot. "

"Well, you are indeed a talent, and you saved those two clockwork titans yourself?"

Bu Laike pointed to the two black-painted steel clockwork titans at the entrance of the cave and asked, Bondo shook his head and said:

"That's what I picked up. I picked it up in the shell crater when the prince's rebel army was fighting the king's army. The titan on the left was put together from three wreckages.

The one on the right is great.

I made this one out of seven titan wreckage.

Alas, it's a pity that the island is already in chaos. If it was a peaceful time, I could have my own mechanical laboratory just by picking up two clockwork titans and handing them over to the king. "

"Don't be so pessimistic, Bondo, my dear friend, you can still have your own mechanical laboratory."

Bo Laike suddenly changed his tone.

He put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard around his waist, pulled away the mechanical chair with springs beside him and sat on it, put his pipe in his mouth, and hooked Bondo again.

The warlord of the gang of mechanical gnomes, who had been disarmed, came timidly, and heard Bu Laike say to him:

"I found out that my previous view of you was wrong. You are not just a hopeless 'wasteland warlord'. In fact, you are indeed vicious and arrogant, and you have a little wild that doesn't match your abilities Heart.

Well, it's not that you're not capable enough!

Do you understand?

I mean, your ability is too much! It's enough for you to pursue bigger goals instead of remaining on the dead-end Mechagon Isle, limiting your talents in this small world.

You say you are willing to serve me? "

"Uh-huh!"

Bondo nodded vigorously.

I don't know what's in my heart, but at least my expression is sincere and serious.

"No, I cannot accept you."

Bu Laike shook his head feigning regret and said:

"I have already decided to establish a good relationship with Prince Erazmin, because of some other reasons, if I change my position to accept you now, many of my previous preparations will be in vain.

I personally hate this waste of upfront investment resources.

but

Don't despair, I can introduce you to another job, one that's more suitable for an unsympathetic, evil dwarf like you who wants to climb up. "

The pirate gracefully took out his usual notebook from his luggage, summoned a magic pen, wrote and drew on it, and finally tore off the paper and folded it up.

And released a little warlock magic on it.

He handed the paper to Bondo.

Say:

"Take it to the South China Sea.

Find any pirate and ask him to lead you to the Commander of the Fleet of the Damned, a good-for-nothing named Gaboa. His business has just started, and now he is frantically looking for talents from all walks of life.

Believe me, you are the kind of 'chaotic genius' he needs most.

You can get everything you need from him, and you can get a power that is a hundred times crazy than the wildest imagination in your little brain.

Work hard with him.

In the future, don't forget the kindness of me letting you go, and the kindness of my recommendation. If I unfortunately fall into your hands in the future, remember to let me go.

On this piece of paper, there is a letter I wrote to my good-for-nothing friend Gaboa.

It mentions what he should do next, help him do that well, and you can gain the supreme authority in this sea. "

Bondo Chunky took the letter.

In fact, he didn't care much.

He also doesn't intend to follow the advice given to him by Bou Laike at all, but Bondo is very humble when the form is stronger than the person.

He's about to curse and swear he's going to do a good job when he sees Bo Laike clenched his fists right in front of his eyes.

The pirate's magic eyeballs stared at him.

Asked:

"Are you ready?"

"Uh?"

Before Bondo could react, Bo Laike punched him with a bang.

This tidal slam was activated instantly, and when the fist hit Zhongbangdo's metal-reinforced skull, a tidal surge of loud noises roiled back and forth in the mechanical gnome's brain.

It made him feel that what little brains he had left was going to be smashed by this "cracking head with a strong hand".

The mechanical gnome flew out without saying a word, hit the wall and fell to the ground, and was completely passed out. Anti-coma modules and automatic defense programs are meaningless in the face of such penetrating blows.

Boo Laike sneered, and lifted the puddle-like Bondo Block to his feet.

He flicked the crisp head of the mechanical gnome and said:

"Of course I know that you won't follow the path I arranged for you, you scumbags who don't understand power, always want to bargain.

But you know, poor guy.

I am a prophet, I have insight into everything, I arrange my present according to the future I see, and then use my current actions to determine my future in this ever-changing world.

I have made a prophecy for you, and you should act according to the prophecy.

If you don't follow the path I have arranged for you, you will soon have nowhere to go. A tool person should have the consciousness of a tool person, right? "

(end of this chapter)