Chapter 8 Chapter Seven Throw a Copper and Guess

Yi Qi anxiously swayed his feet, made a sound on the ground, and said, "Why are you crooked?" Marlowe woke up from deep thought: "Is my face crooked? I didn't mean to." "Something must have happened yesterday—except the party, I mean." He said suddenly firmly. "There's trouble, Marlowe, isn't it?" "Trouble? No, just the opposite. As a matter of fact, it's like trying to break down the door with all my might, only to find it ajar—it's too easy to get to the steelworks." "You suspect it's a trap?" "Oh, come on, Sheldon, don't make it sound like a soap opera." Marlowe swallowed impatiently, and added kindly, "I just said that it's too easy to get in, which means there's nothing to see."

"Nuclear energy?" Ikki pondered, "I tell you, there is no evidence of a nuclear energy economy in Gaorui. It is quite difficult to hide all the signs of such a far-reaching basic technology as nuclear science. Unless it is being Started, Izzy, and used in the military industry. Only found in shipyards or steel mills." "So if we don't find out, it means—" "It means no—or Duan Liang came out. Toss a coin and guess." Yiqi shook his head and said, "I wish I could be with you yesterday." "I think so too." Marlowe said grimly, "I'm not opposed to moral support. Unfortunately, it's the Grand Commander, not me, who is in charge of the treat. It seems that the imperial limousine is here to take us to the steel mill. Did you bring anything?"

"I've brought everything." Izzy said, and went out with Marlowe. They soon arrived at the steel mill.The steelworks was large, but had a rotten smell that no amount of surface painting could get rid of.Now the factory is empty and quiet, giving people an unnatural feeling.The eyes are full of depression and loneliness, as if he is not used to receiving the commander-in-chief and all the civil and military officials. Marlowe casually threw the steel sheet onto the bracket, took the machine handed by Izzy, and tightly grasped the leather handle in the lead sheath. "This machine," he said, "is dangerous. It's a saw. Keep it out of your fingers."

While speaking, he used a chisel to draw a straight line on the steel sheet, and the steel sheet was quietly split into two.The audience was shocked. Marlowe laughed and picked up half of the steel sheet and leaned it on his knee. "The cutting length can be accurate to one hundredth of an inch, and a two-inch thick steel plate can be easily cut with this thing. If the thickness is calculated correctly, you can put the steel plate on a wooden table. It wasn't wiped off at all." Every time he said a word, he swung his nuclear guillotine, chipped a piece of steel and flew across the room.

"Now," he said, "I'm chipping—steel." He handed back the guillotine: "There is also a planer. Do you want to thin, polish, and remove rust from the steel sheet? Look!" Sheets of transparent metal foil slipped from the original steel sheet one after another, six inches, eight inches, until twelve inches long. "Drill it? It's the same thing," The crowd gathers, the salesmanship comes from juggling street magicians and jugglers, the Grand Commander gently fiddles with steel shavings, the senior officials tiptoe one by one, while Marlowe uses a nuclear drill to break through an inch-thick steel plate When the beautiful round hole was punched cleanly, everyone couldn't help whispering.

"One last demonstration. Ask the man to bring two short steel pipes." A dignified cabinet minister or something would walk away without a second thought, not caring that his hands were smeared with oil like a workman's. Ma Qi erected the two pipes, cut one end of each with a knife, and then put the freshly cut parts of the two pipes together. It turned out to be a pipe!The two ends are joined together exactly to form a complete one. Marlowe raised his head to face the audience, but when he was about to speak, his words got stuck in his throat, his heart was slightly hot and churning, and his stomach was cold and tingling.

The Grand Commander's personal guards squeezed to the front row amidst the chaos of sticks, and for the first time Marlow saw their unusual light weapons at a close enough distance for observation.It's nuclear!Can't go wrong.There's no way a blaster weapon with a barrel like this could go wrong.But that's not the point, not at all.The butts of these weapons are deeply scratched with the worn gold-plated emblem-Sun Battleship. The same solar battleship logo is printed on each giant volume of the original Galactic Encyclopedia that has been edited by the base, but has not yet been completed. The same solar battleship logo has been flying on the distinctive flag of the Galactic Empire for ten thousand years!

Mag regained his senses and continued: "Look at this pipe! It has become one. Of course, it's not perfect. This kind of thing shouldn't be done by hand." There was no need to play tricks anymore, the matter was over, Marlowe had found what he was looking for, and there was only one thing he still cared about: a stark light radiating around a shiny golden ball, leaning on the side was a cigar-shaped spaceship. The Solar Battleship logo of the Galactic Empire! empire!What a harsh word!A century and a half passed, and the empire, which lived deep in the Milky Way, came back again, and once again stretched out its giant palm to get involved in the border area.

Mag laughed!He has achieved the purpose of this trip.