Although it is a document library, it is almost a document library in downtown Manhattan, but there is not a piece of paper in it. Don't ask, the first one has realized the paperless office hundreds of thousands of years ago.
Fisher rummaged through the terminal in front of him and found that there were still a lot of materials collected in the library of Yibo Pro world, from the customs of various planets during the pioneer Empire to some textbooks and even various professional books, and there were many science books at a higher level. Fisher estimated, If the data stored here is changed to the size of Playboy girl magazine you usually read, it is estimated that it can fill 30 solar systems.
In fact, Fisher has started copying. There are several servers in his storage space all the time in order to get some data one day.
However, Fisher's copy operation had just begun and was hit by the director of the think tank.
"Hello, madam!"
Fisher looked blandly in front of the humming instrument behind him and looked ahead. He could be as innocent as he looked.
"What is this?" The director of the think tank looked at the instrument behind Fisher with interest.
"I am very interested in the local conditions and customs of the pioneers. You know, there is no end to learning. I just want to copy some teaching materials and go back and have a look!"
"The documents in the database are too complicated and cumbersome for you!" The think tank curator who saw through Fisher's little 99 didn't interrupt each other, but floated to the console and began to operate.
"I've seen your battle smart servants and soldiers' battle clothes. The idea is good, but the design is still too rough! And no beauty! "
"So what do you think?"
"I don't have any opinions, but I think I can give you some reference!"
With the flash of the console, the server that originally transmitted the document library suddenly stopped, and then began to hum again.
"For you, too advanced technology is not conducive to the development of your civilization, so I decided to choose it for you!"
"Thank you so much!" Fisher rubbed his hands carefully and asked.
"Take the liberty to ask, what are the technologies you selected!"
"Basic materials, intelligent servants, advanced technology, environmental transformation, space driven......" Balabala, director of the think tank, said a lot, but Fisher never heard the word biggun.
"These needles don't poke!"
Fisher nodded. Instead of fooling himself, he actually gave a reasonable reward. Smart servants and materials can make a good proofing for atlas's intelligent robots and combat suits. The combination of molecular materials can improve atlas's materials science, environmental transformation and hyperspace drive can better help atlas develop space, As for the weapons Fisher wanted, there were no more. The curator of the think tank did a great job. She completely disassembled and destroyed most of the weapons on the mantle pro. As for the weapons drawings, they had been deleted long ago. Finally, Fisher could get them, There are only some standard weapons of the Prometheus Legion and the wreckage of the dismantled extremely small particle cannon, but these can only be regarded as licking the head, which is far less beneficial than anything else.
Now that he got something, Fisher naturally had to withdraw, but before he left, he found the sergeant and made his own request.
"Then what, can you show me your face?"
The sergeant himself was stupid. He thought Fisher was secretly looking for him. As a result, he just wanted to see his face. This was not an excessive request, so he took off his helmet.
"Click!" Fisher quickly took 50 quick shots, and then took a group photo with the other party. At the same time, he declined Laski's invitation to go back to earth with him, saying that he would wait for them to come back in Requiem and then hold a barbecue.
It was not until the infinity left Requiem that Fisher looked at kotana, who suddenly appeared next to him.
"Don't you feel bad when the sergeant is gone?"
"We'll see each other again. He's destined to find me!" Kotana, who had not yet evolved into a domineering artifact queen, smiled gently and looked at Fisher curiously.
"So now that the only means of transportation has left, how do you leave the planet?"
"Don't worry about it. I'm curious about what you'll do next?"
"To do what I should do, the first thing to solve is the crazy problem of UNSC artificial intelligence!"
"OK, I see. What's that? I'll give you a suggestion. Don't be polite when you meet the sergeant next time. Catch the other party and do all the things that should be done, so that he can become your person completely! There is an old saying on earth that a cooked duck can't fly! "
"What do you know?" Kotana thinks Fisher has something to say.
"I don't know much. By the way, the next time you meet a black bald head called Locke, you must not be polite. If you don't get rid of that guy, it's a threat to the sergeant. You must kill each other quickly!" Fisher never liked this kind of airborne relationship who likes to take over, and told kotana to remember it. When kotana was confused, he just wanted to ask who Locke was, as soon as he turned around, Fisher had disappeared.
When she asked the identity of Fisher, the head of the think tank, the head of the think tank also gave her an ambiguous answer.
"Maybe he is the embodiment of some pioneer?" Looking at kotana's thoughtful face, the director of the think tank just smiled lovingly.
"Come with me, you still have a lot to learn!"
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"Home, home!"
Fisher, who appeared in Marvel again, took a breath first, and then leisurely prepared to walk around Titan base. As soon as he went out, an energy sword snorted and inserted into the wall next to him.
"Sir! I'm very sorry! "
Fisher looked at the culprit standing in the right channel. It was the nano commando team returned from the first team. The team leader still had two sword handles pinned to his waist. According to the position of the buckle, there should be a third one.
"If you want to play with the seized dangerous goods, go to the training ground and play this in the base. Do you want to kill some unlucky friends? What about your squadron captain?"
Fisher angrily called the commander of the nano commando, and then Sai Ke rushed over with an energy sword with a long sword.
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
"Let everyone write the name of the captured energy sword and hand it in!" Fisher was livid.
"Everyone give me three months of fencing class first!"