Chapter 1088：

But in a flash, he understood that this should be the credit of Lindy Harawin's 'life cloning technology'.

After all, for someone like Jair Scully Eddy, the technology is more important than the finished product.

"I understand, I will arrange for people to go to the D7 Research Institute later."

After saying this, Regiaston paused and asked again:

"Besides that, how long does it take to clone the Holy King?"

"That...it will take about half a month. It is estimated that it will take a month to complete the debugging. Of course, this is based on the premise that the technology you just provided can be used. The fastest estimate will take about two months. time."

Hearing Zell's words, Regias didn't say a word.

Before handing over the data to Gere, he had already copied some of the data and handed it over to the research institute controlled by the General Administration of Ground. The answer they gave was almost the same number that Gere said.

According to those researchers, this information is high-value information that can be directly used by the Time and Space Administration's equipment after a period of debugging.

So even if Jere doesn't cooperate, Regias can create a replica of the ancient holy king. At most, the ability is a little worse than the one made by Jere, but it's not much worse.

So now, Regias has some bottom line in his heart:

"I will increase the delivery of resources, and you will make the body of the Holy King as soon as possible."

"I need to see the finished body in two and a half months."

"Hey~~" Jere shouted in a frivolous tone, with a perfunctory attitude.

And seeing him like this, Regias didn't say anything, as long as Jer was obedient and valuable, he wouldn't have any opinion on him.

Regias looked at his watch at this time, and after confirming that there was not much time left for the conversation, he asked:

"Also, Dr. Jere, if I hand over the fighter man No. 0 you made earlier to the North Fortress, how long do you think it will be possible to replicate with their technology?"

"Unit 0?" Jere was obviously stunned, and then showed a mocking smile: "I remembered, were the two experimental subjects that were 'accidentally' adopted by the people from your ground headquarters?"

"Does anyone actually want that trash? That's really interesting."

Hearing this, Regias did not refute it because it was a fact.

The laboratory creation of the fighter man is naturally not without flaws, and the runaway is one of them.

In the process of using fighter jets by the General Administration of Ground before, there were no runaway accidents, and the No. 0 series was the hardest hit area.

Therefore, in the process of controlling the situation in the General Administration on the ground, the fighters naturally had some contact with the repressive forces of the General Administration.

In addition, due to technical limitations, many fighters are transformed from female humans.

After going back and forth, some middle and lower-level officers naturally knew the secrets of fighter jets, and some fighter jets that were considered scrapped naturally encountered a little difficulty in dealing with them.

The final result was that some of the fighters who had not been completely scrapped were purged of their memories and handed over to the middle and lower-level officers of the General Administration for adoption.

To a certain extent, this is equivalent to private use of public tools, and Regias is also turning a blind eye to this.

If it wasn't for Lindy's previous conditions for 'talent exchange', Regias would not have remembered that there were still adopted No. 0 units.

But since Lindy wants it, Regias will naturally not be easy. After all, the two sides are still allies at present, only the technology is not leaked, and a group of fighters who are not even A-level magicians, give it and give it. .

Anyway, this thing is not a secret in the Mead Administration. In fact, even the Dimensional Administration does not know that there are still a group of at least A-level magister level fighters hidden in the Ground Administration.

But for those high-ranking officials who are generally S-rank, they don't care about the combat power of A-rank, and they have to take care of the emotions of the General Administration on the ground, so everyone pretends to be deaf and dumb in tacit agreement.

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After weighing the pros and cons, Regias felt that it would not be a big problem to hand over these fighters to Lindy, but even so, he still needed the re-confirmation of an expert like Zell.

At that time, after thinking about the technical level of the northern fortress, Dr. Jere laughed and said:

"If it's just a copy, half a year is the best estimate based on the level of the pigs at the North Fortress Life Engineering College. Oh, provided their brains remain awake the whole time."

"I understand."

Regias immediately hung up the communication when he heard the words, and his time could not be wasted in Jer's taunting.

He only needs to know the estimated technical replication time of North Fortress.

And it takes half a year to reproduce a group of fighters who are less than A-rank. By then, the cradle of the holy king is estimated to be in the face of the northern fortress.

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That being the case, a fighter with high investment and low returns is cheaper than cultivating orthodox magicians. If Governor Lindy wants it, then give it.

When the communication was hung up, Jere's expression, who was originally mocking, suddenly calmed down a bit.

He looked down at the technical treatment in his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised little by little:

"Hehe, this is the so-called guardian of the General Ground Bureau, the legendary Lieutenant General Regias?"

"I actually only asked about the copying time of the Holy King, but did not ask whether this technology has any effect on the training of fighter jets?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, he seems to have forgotten that the first batch of fighters were transformed by clones, so their combat effectiveness is low, only the level of A-level... But..."

Jere looked at the information in his hand with a playful gaze. Did Presia research it? Shit! Regias believed this.

If that idiot had such a brain, why would he be chased by the Time and Space Administration and hide in the Dimensional Sea?

So from the very beginning, Jere was sure that the information was given by another person, just in the name of Prescia.

"Is there another life research expert outside the Administration? It seems that he has also discovered me, which is interesting."

"Perhaps, I can make a new batch of fighters and show that colleague what I am capable of."

Of course, this has to be done after he kills the mentally retarded administration... He's fed up with all this, who has no brains at all, and will only point fingers at the higher-ups of his technology.

Well, it has been decided that a new batch of fighters will be produced, and the ground general bureau will be used.

With a final idea, Jay carefully picked up the information, and then stepped into the darkness step by step.

Chapter 1590 You should really be scolded

Planet Midzilda, underground of the Supreme Council.

This is the highest point of the authority of the Mead Authority, where the three admirals are located.

However, this space between the highest authority for the Authority was 'empty' at this time.

At this moment, an old voice sounded:

"What's going on in the North Fortress, can you find out who is standing behind Lindy Harawin?"

"It has been probed by a magus with divination ability."

"How is the result?"

"Hehe, there is no result, but the fortune-teller we called has encountered some 'misfortune' recently."

"Familiar means, Clow Reed? The monster who manages Outer World 97? Has Lindy Harawin ever managed Outer World 97?"

"According to the internal voyage records reported before the "Three Three Zero" fortress in the north went out of control, Lindy Harawin did indeed go to World 97 out of control."

"In that case, let's take the person behind her as Clow Reed for the time being."

After the words fell, the three admirals tacitly changed the topic:

"How was the Jair Scullyady experiment?"

"The progress is very good. According to Regias' report, it may only take two and a half months to see the key to the cradle of the Holy King."

"Oh? This is really good news, hehe, speaking of which, the Dimensional Directorate is becoming more and more disobedient. If Lindy Harawin hadn't suddenly stood up, they might have been more peaceful."

"It seems that they are blaming us for the loss of control of the northern fortress, but Regias has reached a cooperation with the little girl, and in a sense, their ideas are not wrong."

"Can the situation stabilize for another three months?"

"It's a bit difficult, but give it a try."

"Create a little conflict in the colony."

"Do you want to use some ancient heritage?"

"It's not necessary, it's enough to support some quality weapons."

"Very good, try to delay them as much as possible, wait until the key to the Holy King's cradle is formed, and clear these disobedient governors, we can also proceed to the next step."

The words fell, and the three wills in the hall fell into silence.

After a long while, an old sigh sounded:

"A study of immortality..."

"I need a group of suitable candidates."

"How about Jair Scully Eddie?"

"You can try it out."

"Then try it out."

In the empty hall, three huge nutrition warehouses exude a faint blue light.

At the same time as the light flickered, in the nutrition warehouse, three wrinkled brains filled with pipelines were slowly releasing an electrical signal called 'thinking'.

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The dimensional sea to which Midzilda belongs, the port of the headquarters of the dimensional fleet.

Beside the boarding gangway.

Wearing a snow-white dress with a small black bow tie at the neckline, she was dressed like a little princess with purple hair. She was holding a girl who was younger than she looked with one hand and a girl of equal height effortlessly with the other. Luggage, slowly walk to the gangway.

"Sister, spaceship! There is a spaceship!"

"Subaru~ Don't yell here."

"But..."

"Quiet!"

"Yes..."

Forcibly suppressing the naughty sister, Yinhe Nakajima turned his head and looked at the sleepy middle-aged man behind him with blue eyes.

When he saw the other party yawned in distress, and the beard he explained in the morning was not cleaned up, Yinhe couldn't help but sighed:

"Dad, are you going to report to North Fortress just like you are now?"

"Galaxy.." Yuan Ye Nakajima couldn't help but look bitter when he heard his daughter's words, and said with a wry smile: "I'm sorry, I asked you to pack up and move all night, but at this time I have to hold you back..."

"There is no need to apologize for the social animal who has been on a two-day shift."

Yinhe sighed helplessly, and then said:

"Although there are some accidents, the transfer from the army commander to the logistics commander of the northern fortress is an upgrade, right? Isn't it a good thing."

Facing his daughter's consolation, Yuan Ye Nakajima said hesitantly:

"It's really a good thing, but for a while, I left the original army and was transferred to a remote place like the northern fortress, which really made me a little unable to adapt..."

In fact, from active duty troop transfer to logistics, even if you are promoted, in a sense, it is no different from being demoted.

Not to mention the inter-office transfer from the Ground General Administration to the Northern Squadron of the Dimension Fleet.

After receiving the transfer order, Yuan Ye kept thinking about whether he had offended anyone, and even stayed up all night because of it, but he just couldn't think of an answer.

Of course, this kind of worry cannot be told to his young daughter. After his wife died, he only hoped to bring up his two daughters safely, and he didn't expect anything else.

"Not suitable, are those who do not fit in? Is it at work? Is the logistics commander a very hard job?"

The still young Galaxy has absolutely no idea about the position of the Mead Administration. He just knows that his single old father is very hard to raise two daughters.

"Almost..." Yuan Ye was still a little hesitant: "It can't be said that the logistics department is very hard."

"Probably, 6 hours of work a day, champagne, lobster, and caviar can be eaten with family members, 3 days of vacation a week, 15 days of annual leave a year, free annual travel, monthly salary paid at the end of the month... "

Having said this, Yuan Ye Nakajima suddenly looked at his daughter and said:

"I think 0.8 North Fortress should be pretty good."

"Hmmmm!" Yinhe's little head frantically nodded, and his eyes began to sparkle.

All you can eat lobster! She has grown up so big and hasn't eaten lobster yet. Are the benefits of the Dimensional Fleet so good?

"Suddenly I don't feel uneasy anymore." Yuan Ye Nakajima rubbed the back of his head, how could he feel that the days to come would be very cool.

hiss! It's no wonder that when I was in the ground troops, I heard high-level officials scold the Dimensional Bureau every day. This is indeed the scolding!