Chapter 458 What is accumulation of ten thousand years!

  Although it is a documentary library, there is no paper in this documentary library, which is almost a Manhattan downtown area. Don't ask, the first one has realized paperless office hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Fisher flipped through the terminal in front of him, and found that the archives of the Manchurian Death had a lot of materials, ranging from the customs of various planets during the Forerunner Empire to some textbooks, and even various professional books. Yes, and there are a lot of science books at higher levels. Fisher probably estimated that if the data stored here is replaced by the size of the Playboy magazine he usually reads, it is estimated that it can fill 30 solar systems.

  In fact, Fisher has already started copying. There are several servers in his storage space at all times, just to get some data someday.

  However, Fisher's copy operation had just begun, and he was hit by the think tank director.

   "Hello, madam!"

  Fisher with a plain face was blocking the humming instrument behind him, and looking forward, he looked as innocent as he was.

  "This is?" The think tank curator looked at the instrument behind Fisher with great interest.

  "I am very interested in the customs of the pioneers, you know, there is no end to learning, I want to copy some textbooks and go back!"

   "The documents in the database are too complicated, for you, it is a cumbersome!" The think tank director who saw through Fisher's Xiao Jiu Jiu did not interrupt the other party, but floated to the console by himself, and began to operate in a smooth flow.

   "I've seen your combat servants and soldiers' combat uniforms. The idea is good, but the design is still too rough! And there is no aesthetic feeling!"

   "Then what is your opinion?"

   "I don't have any insights, but I think I can give you some reference!"

  As the console streamer flashed, the server that originally transmitted the library data suddenly stopped, and then began to buzz again.

  "For you, too advanced technology is not conducive to the development of your civilization, so I made my own choice and selected it for you!"

   "Thank you so much!" Fisher rubbed his hands carefully, and then asked.

   "Just take the liberty to ask, what are the technologies you selected!"

  "Basic materials, advanced intelligence, environmental transformation, space drive..." Think tank curator Barabala said a lot, but Fisher never heard the word biggun.

   "These needles are not poke!"

Fisher nodded. The other party did not fool himself, but gave a reasonable reward. The intelligent servant and materials can make a good proofing for Atlas's intelligent robots and combat uniforms. The combination of molecular materials It can also improve Atlas’ materials science, environmental transformation, and hyperspace drive can better help Atlas develop space. As for the weapon that Fisher has in mind, there is no weapon. The think tank curator is very capable. She completely dismantled and destroyed most of the weapons on the Mana World. As for the weapon drawings and so on, they were deleted long ago. In the end, only Fisher could get it. Some of the standard weapons of the Prometheus Legion and the dismantled extremely small particle cannon remains, but these can only be counted as licking heads, far from other things that are affordable.

  Since he got the things, Fisher naturally had to withdraw, but before leaving, he found the sergeant chief and made his request.

   "Then what, can you show me your face?"

  Sergeant Chief himself was also stupid. He thought that the God of Fisher was secretly looking for him, but only wanted to see his face. This was not an excessive request, so he took off his helmet.

"Kacha!" Fisher quickly took fifty shots and then took a photo with the other party. At the same time, he declined Lasky's invitation to ask him to return to Earth together, saying that he would wait on Requiem. They came back and started a barbecue meeting.

  After the Infinity left Requiem, Fisher looked at Cortana abruptly by his side.

   "Sergeant Chief is gone, you are not uncomfortable at all?"

   "We will meet again, he is destined to find me!" Cortana, who has not yet evolved into a domineering artifact queen, smiled gently, and then looked at Fisher curiously.

   "So now the only means of transportation has left, how do you leave this planet?"

   "Then you don't have to worry about it, I'm really curious what will you do next?"

  "To do what I should do, the first thing to solve is the madness of unsc artificial intelligence!"

"Okay, I understand. What? Give you a suggestion. Next time you meet the sergeant, don’t be polite, grab the other party and quickly do everything you need to do so that he can completely become your person! Earth! There is an old saying, a cooked duck can't fly!"

   "What do you know?" Cortana thought there was something in Fisher's words.

"I don't know much. By the way, next time you encounter a black bald head named Locke, you must not be polite. If that guy is not removed, it will be a threat to the sergeant. You must cut the mess with a sharp knife to kill the opponent!" Fisher has always had no good feelings about this kind of airborne relationship, who likes to go on behalf of him. Cortana remembers it with a lot of advice, and when the confused Cortana just wanted to ask who Locke is, she turned around, Fisher You have disappeared.

  And when she asked about the identity of the think tank director Fisher, the think tank director also gave her an ambiguous answer.

   "Maybe, he is the incarnation of a certain pioneer?" Seeing Cortana's face thinking, the think tank director just smiled lovingly.

   "Come with me, you still have a lot to learn!"

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   "Go home, go home!"

Fisher, who reappeared in Marvel, took a sigh of relief, and then leisurely prepared to take a turn for the better in the Titan base. As a result, as soon as he left the house, an energy sword screamed and inserted it. On the wall next to him.

   "Sir! I'm very sorry!"

  Fisher looked at the culprit standing in the passage on his right. It was the Nano Assault Squad who had returned before. The leader of the Squad had two sword hilts pinned to his waist, and there should be a third in the position of the buckle.

   "If you want to play with the seized dangerous goods, go to the training ground. Play this in the base. Are you trying to kill some unlucky allies? What about your squadron leader?"

  Fisher angrily called the commander of this nano commando, and then Sai Ke, carrying an energy sword equipped with a long sword handle, hurriedly rushed over.

   "Sir, what's your order!"

   "Let everyone write the name of the captured energy sword and hand it in!" Fisher's face was blue.

   "Everyone, give me a three-month swordsmanship lesson first!"

  (End of this chapter)