"boom!"

"boom!"

"Wow!"

All kinds of noises and collisions came one after another. In the center of a large stadium, the site that was originally a football field was now occupied by two machines. No weapons were used, just fist-to-flesh bombardment, but with a With a warm-blooded temperament that stimulates male hormones.

Even from a human perspective, the movements of the two machines were a little slow, but they still couldn't conceal the spiritual shock caused by the fight between the giants.

"It's noisier than I thought! By the way, didn't you say that these machines have unknown origins? Is it really okay to fight openly in such a large stadium?"

Looking at the increasingly sluggish participating machines, Mang Ke frowned and asked. Feng Xue glanced at the best stand in the stadium and said with a bit of ridicule:

"Didn't I tell you before? This kind of industrial city itself assumes the responsibility of war potential, and the military factories are all state-owned. If you want to make money, you are basically thinking too much, but the status is extremely important. If you mess up, it will be divided. Captured within minutes.

Generally speaking, if a city wants to increase fiscal revenue without messing around, tourism is the simplest strategy. But as you can see, the sky is gray, the clouds are black, and the air is full of It smells like motor oil. No one comes here, let alone rich people, so the local finance, well, you know. "

"But I don't understand." Mangke shook his head, fully accepting his label of "ignorant of the world"——

"We are poor here, we can't be greedy, and there is no tourism potential, so what? Isn't this kind of mecha gambling also a mess?"

"This is different." Feng Xue shook her head with a smile and said:

"What will be punished are behaviors that affect Bailin's war potential. For example, if you arbitrarily collect taxes and squeeze workers, it may lead to strikes and other problems and affect production tasks. This is chaos, but this iron armored steel fist cannot Same.

"First of all, mecha combat itself is a very attractive gimmick, and humans have a bad tendency to like to stand in a safe place and watch people fight to the death. Bailin Kingdom itself has a martial ethos. Coupled with the big murder weapon of gambling, it attracts Naturally, one can imagine the power. In this way, many wealthy people can be attracted to come and enjoy the fun of watching the 'Gladiator'.

"When rich people come, funds will come, and accumulating aircraft itself can liberate the creativity of workers. Bai Lin Country has many exquisite aircraft designs that were unearthed from these arenas, not to mention the occasional One or two talented pilots can be discovered.

"Even some wealthy people who have lost their minds will invest in their own teams, introduce technology, and train technical personnel, and these things will leave traces in this city..."

The words had come to this point. Even though Mang Ke had no social experience, he realized the key points. He quickly took out his small notebook and wrote down what Feng Xue said.

After all, this arena is what the Palin Kingdom needs, whether it is to introduce funds, improve its design potential, or cultivate technical talents. The Iron Armored Steel Fist of the Bailin Kingdom is just an enclosure for its own development. If the Palin Kingdom gets it Come up with a set of national support projects, hold world invitational tournaments like the "God of Competitive Games", and even eventually evolve into a national team or something...

Feng Xue was noncommittal about Mangke's idea. After all, the reason why this kind of project only started in Bai Lin's country is because Bai Lin's master-slave mecha system combined with Bai Lin's fighting style has unique advantages in mecha fighting. An absolute advantage.

Therefore, even if it becomes a world championship, it will become a situation where Bai Lin's family is the only one, or all countries will hire foreign aid from Bai Lin. In the end, both the progress of the aircraft and the progress of the pilots will be the benefits of the Bailin Kingdom, and it is impossible for other countries to give up their own advantageous projects to develop master-slave random bodies.

As for giving up fighting and adopting all weapons...

With live ammunition, it is difficult to ensure the safety of the pilot, and it also lacks the visual impact of punching to the flesh and fighting giant objects.

As for why he didn't remind him...

Whether it succeeds or not is the matter of the Parin Kingdom, but whether it can obtain the [knowledge] of the Palin Kingdom is Feng Xue's vital interest.

"Why are you two still chatting here?" Just when Mangke wanted to ask more details about the holding of this kind of event, Lao Li's voice suddenly sounded. Mangke turned around suddenly and saw Lao Li with a man who was obviously dressed in something important. A middle-aged man who was better than the others came over.

"Is this the newcomer you brought this time?" The man glanced at Feng Xue and Mang Ke, with a sense of distrust in his tone. Mang Ke wanted to say something, but Lao Li said first:

"Anyway, it's my place that's taken."

"Yes." The man nodded, took out a small notebook, and said with a businesslike expression:

"Register the name of the machine."

"Ah, I've already thought about this, just call..." Mangke was about to speak, but Feng Xue said first:

"Killer Whale."

"Killing giant beasts?" The man showed a "vulgar" expression, and Mangke on the side also showed a look of disgust. Feng Xue sighed at the differences in the world, shook his head and said:

"A killer whale is a sea animal...forget it, you can translate it however you like."

"If you want to explain, let's wait until you make a name for yourself in the lower-level competition." The man quickly wrote down the name of the machine, then flipped through a few pages, found a timetable, and said to Old Li:

"When can the body be delivered?"

"The car is at the door, ready at any time." Lao Li raised his thumb and gestured behind him. The man nodded and said:

"That's fine. There is a 'Hunter' game at noon today. I'll give you a warm-up plug. Is that interesting?"

"Thank you!" Lao Li reached out and gave the man a slap on the shoulder, then stuffed two rolls of banknotes in his hand. The man took the banknotes like a cigarette and said:

"Although it's a warm-up match, don't steal the limelight, understand?"

"The odds are smaller and the speed is faster. It's not my first day in the industry." Lao Li waved his hand, put his arms around Feng Xue and Mang Ke, and walked all the way towards the preparation room. The man didn't say much more. Said, took out the communication terminal and started to contact Jiasai.

"Why do you have such a tacky name?" Mang Ke complained angrily as he left the stands, but Lao Li interrupted:

"This kind of scene needs to be tacky! If you give it a formal name, the announcer may not be able to understand it. Okay, instead of this, let's adjust the body quickly. Really, this little time is not enough to control the control... "

"What kind of game are you controlling? Can't you just maximize my opponent's odds?" Feng Xue rolled her eyes with an expression of "You still can't believe me". When Lao Li heard this, he was "slightly startled" and then became serious. road:

"This is what you said! If you lose, you'll take it all!"

"You're kidding, you don't know what my level is?"

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