The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1141 Reforged Plan

In the red iron hall, which is hundreds of meters high, the heat wave from the furnace dyes everything red, and white air rises from the stepped stone floor!

Among the ancient rhyme and greatness, there is a magnificent and majestic momentum,
The huge underground space was hollowed out in the center, revealing the silver-white damaged but still majestic upper body of the giant mechanical dragon.

Fangran watched it seem to be sleeping quietly in the light of gears, mechanisms, and formations.

In a trance for a moment,
I thought I was in that dream world, under the sun and the moon, under the stars, in the vast wind reflected on the water,
In the next second, I realized that this is reality.

In this red iron hall that seems to be found only in fantasy stories, seeing this mechanical dragon again,

At this moment, Fangran suddenly understood many things, understood the whereabouts of the wreckage of the European incident at the time, understood what Kerim was talking about just now,
And finally understood why he was invited to Midnight.

Suddenly, I remembered the words that Osfia relayed to herself for Kerim in the letter,

'He said he will surprise you the next time he meets you'

But it was too much of a surprise.
Fangran stared at the mechanical dragon in front of him in a daze. The wreckage that fell apart in the simulation scene at that time had already been reassembled with most of its main body.
In the entire hall, countless mechanism puppets are moving around it.

To be honest, according to Fangran's original idea,

It may take a long time, at least several years, before he can see the behemoth in his dream again with the help of Ling.

Things that I thought had been completely destroyed, suddenly appeared in front of this unexpected shock,

He could only look at Kerim's startled voice:
"Is this the project project that you said you cooperated with Ziye?"

"Well, recover the wreckage and completely recast it to its final form,"

Kerim looked up at his 'model' which had been magnified hundreds of times. His childhood love sublimated into a bright wish. He looked at Fangran and said with a smile:

"This is the content of the cooperation proposed to me by the senior Huaxia participant."

"My God, this kind of thing, you really surprised me."

Fangran didn't know what to say anymore, so he closed his eyes and shook his head in admiration.

"Last time, Fangran, you told me to choose a name and give it the name of existence. What do you think of the name 'Fate'?"

"Uh, that was actually the one I wanted to reproduce for nothing, but the name is so cool! I like it!"

"Speaking of which, it's only been about a month, and it can be repaired like this."

"No, only the core parts have been repaired, and the others are just 'putting' together some of the wreckage, without actually starting work."

Inside the blazing Tiangong Hall, in the background of the damaged mechanical dragon in the center, the two of them seemed to be talking freely at the mentor base that night,
Then, just when Fangran finally accepted this unexpected surprise and wanted to ask Kerim about the progress of the recasting,
The trembling sound of the temple door opening sounded again,
Feeling that it should be the senior Tiangong who came, he stopped talking, Fangran looked behind him, and then he heard his voice before seeing him, and heard a fiery and rough voice shouting!

"Where is Fangran! Where is this prodigal little brat!?"

The moment he heard the angry roar, Fangran shivered from head to toe!

I don't know if it's out of survival instinct or a crisis warning or something.

Where did he hear the name 'Tiangong' once? It was the time when he went to Shui Linlang to ask for an external core during the National War
'.When I sent it back, Senior Tiangong was so angry that his beard was crooked'

' Said he must beat the guy who made his masterpiece like this. '

() Teeth. Teeth white
Fangran broke into a cold sweat.

When the door of the temple was opened with a bang, an old man who was too strong and burly and looked a little short came in aggressively like a tiger walking like a dragon.

He is obviously old in appearance but not half old-fashioned, with black hair and beard, hale and hearty.

Seeing this old man who can go up the mountain to fight tigers stride up to him, he is obviously about the same height as Fangran, but he asked in a deep voice with an air of looking down:

"Are you that brat Fangran?"

Let Fangran look at his bare chest, which was thicker than his own legs, and swallowed,
Then he shook his head vigorously.

"No, I'm Meng Lang."

Kerim looked at him with a firm expression on the side, completely unable to see that he was lying, and was speechless with shame.

Fangran, are you really okay with this?
In times of crisis, it is customary to use the elder brother as a shield,
"rash!?"

But Fangran didn't expect that after hearing himself say the name Meng Lang, the stout old man in front of him still raised his thick eyebrows,
The rough voice was mixed with the same obvious anger, and it resounded like thunder!
"I'm cooperating with you, Meng Lang! After practicing for a few years and destroying my so many golden crossbows, have you made any progress! In the end, I passed the night watchman's examination only by relying on the night weapon given by the foreigner girl!"

Fangran standing in front of him felt like a gust of wind was blowing at that moment!
"Bah! I'm so ashamed for you! It's like embarrassing Ziye! See if I don't give you a good meal today!"

Dazed by this loud voice, he never expected such an unimaginable development, pulling out my brother not only failed to delay time, but also got a face full of spittle,
Fangran was stunned, and was beaten up by the stout old man in front of him without any explanation.

"Ah! No, wait! I'm not Meng Lang! Wait a minute, senior!"

Being hit on the top of the head by a fist that was really bigger than a sandbag, inexplicably felt very similar to the face of the charging treasure, so Fangran hurriedly clarified loudly!

"Senior, I'm actually Fangran!"

"Are you Fangran?"

Hearing Fangran yelling so loudly, the stout old man stopped immediately, but his eyebrows were still pierced like two swords, fearing that he would continue to be beaten as Meng Lang,

Fangran quickly nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

then
Got beaten up again.

"So you are Fangran! You are a prodigal bastard who knows how to fiddle with things! The magic energy core, which was created with great effort, is so precious! When it comes to you, you will be used as a firewood envoy!!!"

"I broke both of them in such a short period of time! If it wasn't for that girl Lin Lang spoiling you. No, I won't beat you up today, I'm sorry for my ten years of experimentation!"

The more he yelled, the more angry he became. The stout old man's nostrils let out air and his beard curled up, resounding through the entire hall.

So he was beaten up twice, and felt that the bag on his head could be stacked into a tower,
This time, Fangran was tricked by the 'brother's shield', squatting next to Kerim's legs who somehow comforted him and smiled, with his head in his hands and tears streaming down his face.

(Д*) Damn it!Brother, what have you done, you bastard, you want me to take the blame for you! !

And at this moment,
The capital city, by the lakeside of Jingda Lake.

It was still the morning after breakfast, when the girls in the hut were all out for class,
Gou Yu watched Meng Lang suddenly sit up straight from his laziness, and asked a little strangely:

"What's the matter, Brother Meng?"

"My gut tells me it's going to look like bad luck bro"

Slightly frowning, Meng Lang said with a serious nod of his head, and the next second he was beaming with joy, almost dancing with joy.

"Hey hey hey! It's what you deserve! Let me tell you that you are not serious at ordinary times!"

And Gou Yu, who heard what he said, was silent with a complicated expression on his face.

It's not Brother Meng, do you have the nerve to say that?
　I finished writing yesterday, finished tidying up, went to bed and brushed sand sculptures before posting them after midnight. I found out that it is Christmas. I can finally fish tomorrow. My inspiration refresh rate can no longer catch up with my update speed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)