Demon Lord 3

Seeing the robot move, everyone was very happy. Everyone in the village was thinking about what the robot could do. Zhang Qi directly released the abilities of these robots, and the robots began to show themselves. Zhang Qi's mission seemed to be completed, but not completely. He believed that he would make many robot monsters in his lifetime. I asked him where he wanted to go next? He said that before we left this world, he would go to the experimental base for the time being and make a batch of robot monsters to fulfill his dream, which was to benefit this world, not only the humans here, not only the wars here, but also himself, so that he would have no regrets. After all, this world raised him, and he also wanted to give this world a big gift package. After sending him back to the base, he said that he was thinking about how to change himself and not let me worry so much next time. I nodded slightly when I heard this, and he went in. He didn't even turn his head to look at me, and I didn't try to keep him. After walking out, I was actually a little reluctant to leave. I didn't know where I would go next. I just kept hearing about the war. These two words, the word war, were echoing in my mind, and I didn’t know how to dispel them. Wen Qihua looked at me in confusion and asked me if I wanted to see what a real war looked like. I had never seen it, so I curiously asked him where it was. It seemed that the wars in other worlds before were just simple battles, but this time it might be a tough battle. He told me that the war in this world might be worse than I imagined. Maybe it was a real war, not a joke. After I agreed, he decided to take me to the front line to take a look. I asked if there would be any danger there. He said that he had also fought there before, and he was not afraid of this little danger. Seeing him trying so hard, I nodded. I really wanted to take a look at what a real war was like. At this time, he drove me to the front line, but he did not tell the front-line command post who he was, but wore a military uniform he had worn before. I asked him what this meant, and he said that he was now playing the role of a small officer and took me to see what the real front line looked like. Those people didn't know him, nor did they know what a real big officer was, so he was afraid of scaring everyone, so he wanted to give it a try. I nodded and followed him. Even though he was playing the role of a small officer, those people on the front line respected him very much, even the arrogant officer on the front line, after seeing him Wen Qihua also nodded and bowed. Seeing that the officer on the front line had actually opened a special stove for him, he slapped him on the forehead and said, "I came here to fight alongside you, not to eat your little food. You said that the terrain here is also dangerous. Where did you get so much food? If you give it to me, what will the soldiers eat?" The officer opposite also nodded and said that he was wrong. Then he took the special stove away and did not continue to cook. However, the meals served were fresh and delicious. Wen Qihua frowned when he saw this. I thought he thought the meals were not good enough. It tasted delicious, but he called the minor official over and said, "There is such a thing in this season? Why don't I remember it? I was on the front line in other places last time, and it was impossible to have such good things. And the food you brought up, are the soldiers eating all this? I don't think so. How long have you been accumulating these things before bringing them up to me? Or do the soldiers have to run their legs off and run dozens of miles to find them?" The minor official also heard the hidden meaning in his words, and quickly lowered his head and said that he would never dare to do it again. Wen Qihua learned the location of the kitchen and rushed in directly. The kitchen had only used up half a bag of noodles before making a bowl of steaming hot noodles. I was very angry. I took the noodles, which had not yet clumped up, to the clinic to feed the injured soldiers. Wen Qihua glared at the officer and said, "What's your name? Answer me." The officer in front of me also lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, sir, my name is Li Meizhen, you can just call me Xiao Li." Listening to Xiao Li's introduction, I suddenly understood. It turns out that there are so many pedantic people in the upper echelons. Otherwise, why would these soldiers be so flattering? Someone must have set rules for them when they came here before!