Chapter 209: Ironclad, let's go! (1/4)

  Chapter 209 Iron Shark, let's go! (14)

at the same time.

  Ian has opened the armored cockpit.

Because of the scanning of the silver chip, his understanding of the design of armor can be said to be at the designer level. In many cases, even the designers do not understand it, because there must be many designers, and it is impossible for every designer to rub it with his own hands. Produce each armored part, and deeply understand the effect of each piece of inscription circuit on the overall armor.

   And Ian can.

  The scanning of the silver chip is at the microscopic level. It restores the design drawing, so that Ian can completely rub the parts with his hands bit by bit if conditions permit, and make a monkey version of the armor.

  So, he easily found the armored emergency external manual switch, and opened it from the outside by indirectly triggering the inscription circuit,

  The moment the cockpit was opened, large pieces of air bubbles were released from it. Ian lifted Yi Sen and Master Gosse from the back of the shark, stuffed them into the cockpit, and sat in directly.

A comatose purple-haired elf was sitting on the seat in shock. Without even thinking about it, it was the driver's seat. Ian pulled him away—he planned to throw the enemy out directly, but after another thought, he was not dead after all. As much as it could provide some information value, it was thrown beside the feet and used as a human cushion for Master Goser.

  Da da da—he skillfully manipulated the armored control panel, and the cockpit door that was opened immediately closed again, and then with a bang, the cabin filled with sea water began to drain and empty.

   Soon, the entire cockpit is filled with breathable gas.

   "Ian, Ian...you can manipulate armor?!"

Finally able to speak normally, instead of relying on the blisters created by Ian, Isengard looked at his peers who are almost omnipotent in his eyes with a look of astonishment. He felt that he might not be what his teachers and relatives and friends said In that way, what kind of genius is rare in a century.

   "I've been learning about etheric armaments—the etheric armaments of Viscount Grant are being repaired by me and Elder Pudd."

Ian did not answer this question directly. He was paying attention to the familiar metal connecting wires in the armored cockpit, and then asked thoughtfully: "These connecting wires are the cartilage tissues inserted above the spine. up?"

  Isengard glanced at it and confirmed: "Yes, the 'Xungu' is a natural brain signal transmission structure. You only need to align the data socket and insert it, and you can perform neural synchronization with the armor."

   Sure enough. Ian nodded—I was puzzled when he dissected Ossena, even if it was to stabilize the spinal structure, it is not necessary to build such a set of cartilage tissues with built-in nerve clusters in the entire upper half of the spine, right? Now it seems that it is actually for the purpose of directly connecting the nerves to some general-purpose data ports for equipment.

   "I won't." He said briefly, "Help me settle."

"no problem."

  Isengard also knew that the situation was urgent, so he didn't talk nonsense.

  He seems to be a professional in this field, and immediately started to connect the signal cable for Ian.

The white-haired boy pushed back the hair on the back of his neck, and his fair skin looked quite tender and soft. Isengard couldn't help being a little surprised: "I didn't expect that you really haven't manipulated the armor... As long as the signal cable is connected, the back spine will The cartilage and skin harden into solid ports close to the enamel structure...Huh?"

The blond boy wanted to use some force to connect the cable, but he didn't expect that Ian's fair skin was harder than he imagined. Not only did the strong metal port not pierce the skin, but it was connected to the bone spur. , but twisted and skewed a bit.

   This feeling is as incredible as hitting a soft panna cotta with a punch, only to be hit with a left uppercut by the panna cotta backhand.

  Isengarde looked at the connecting cable in his hand in a daze, and then looked at the smooth skin on the back of Ian's neck with no trace of trace: "This...my body hasn't recovered yet, have my hands softened?"

   "You try it now."

  Ian didn't expect that his passive defense was so strong, so he took the initiative to withdraw part of the source quality - now Isengarde can continue.

  The three signal wires are connected sequentially, and the armored signal is fed back faithfully.

  The cable was connected to Ian's neck, and he felt a familiar feeling... Invisible information and electricity flowed through his whole body, and then fed back to a larger body.

   Gently raised his left hand, and outside the cockpit, the giant metal wrist was also raised.

   "It's been six years... Unexpectedly, it was the armor that gave me the feeling of controlling large engineering equipment again."

  At this moment, Ian opened his eyes, and there seemed to be light flowing inside his iris. It was the scene fed back by the armored observer, and it was the scene seen by other pupils other than the binoculars.

The long white hair hangs loosely behind him. The slender boy is sitting on the precise metal driver's seat. Three cables extend from behind his neck to the depths of the armor. In Ian's eyes, the silver-blue halo is getting brighter. .

  Buzz...buzz!

  The sudden sound of the engine running startled Isengard, who was watching this scene in a daze. He heard the element furnace core start up rapidly, and the humming of energy pouring into the upper and lower sides of the armor... But how is this possible?

  Can ordinary people really ignore the dissonance of an extra body and the incoming video signal when driving the armor for the first time, and directly control this huge machine like an arm command?

   The answer is not the first time.

  Ian is very familiar with this feeling... this, the feeling of having a second huge body.

  In the deep sea, the light blue naval battle armor outer armor glowed slightly fluorescent again, and above the head, a dark red one-shaped observation port glowed brightly.

   Immediately afterwards, it moved, moving its arms and crab-shaped propeller-shaped legs.

  "If I knew I could capture them, I wouldn't have commanded Master Goser to paralyze his right arm."

   Perceiving the damage to the armor, Ian was a little emotional, but the world is unpredictable, and even a prophet cannot completely predict everything: "Shark, get ready to go!"

   "Behind us, the pursuers will arrive soon!"

  At this moment, Ian can directly see that there is a huge dark purple mist chasing from afar without using any other medium.

  That is one of the native Tide Tide Twin Spirits, the overlord of Odell Reef for a hundred years, and the giant beast that ruled the entire South China Sea—if it weren't for the appearance of the Zhanhai Crystal Dragon, there would be no aquatic monsters in the entire southern region that could challenge them.

  It is impossible for the original boy or the ironclad shark to escape from the hunt of this giant eel while carrying Isengard and Goser.

   But now...

   "Shasha, let's go!"

  (end of this chapter)