Chapter 1069
My Empire Chapter 1069
2020-11-03
Chapter 1069 1071 is still the familiar machineMoon Cyrus, Chris's palace, Andrea closed herself With the book in his hand, he looked towards Chris who was sitting beside him drawing.
She had heard that the great emperor was once the "humanoid self-propelled plotter" of the genuine within the Alanhill Empire.
This emperor had not slept for two consecutive days, just to create the first new smelting boiler in this world.
In fact, this world has boilers, and smelting metals is not uncommon. But Chris transformed the boiler, which made Serris at that time improve a lot in metallurgy.
With the rise of the Alanhill Empire, countless technicians were cultivated, and everyone began to gradually forget. The powerful man sitting on the throne was actually more like a tech house...
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This technical houseman made the first sect cannon in this world in Serris, designed and manufactured the first Mauser 98K rifle, and formed the first grenadier infantry regiment in this world.
Similarly, the emperor personally designed the first train in this world, participated in the manufacture of the first car in this world, and presided over the design of the first airplane.
In short, this emperor is a Legendary, a "God of Technology" who has made more technical contributions than any engineer, and an almighty emperor who is pragmatic and understands technology!
Of course, now Andrea knows, it's Chris who got that "inheritance", and after 10,000 years, got a gift from another civilization.
She stretched her waist and showed her Miaoman's figure at a glance - it is a pity that no one in this room can enjoy this beautiful view.
Chris, who should have been feasting on his eyes, is now using a computer to draw a very complex blueprint of a design.
"You've been working nine hours straight, and you haven't even eaten lunch." Andrea finally couldn't help it, and interrupted Chris from neglect sleep and forget about food.
Chris still keeps his eyes on the computer screen, correcting some data on the blueprint: "I'm not hungry, dear."
Compared to an emperor of an empire, at this moment Chris is more of an engineer working overtime at home.
He scratched his head casually, grabbed the water cup beside him without looking at it, and took a sip of bitter tea. The bitter and sweet taste lingered on the tip of the tongue, and Chris's spirit recovered a lot in an instant.
"Can I help?" Andrea asked with her head tilted, the straps on her shoulders slipping down, leaning slightly on the sofa in the direction of Chris.
"Keep quiet!" Chris was typing something fast on the computer's keyboard, replied intently.
A straight man can still hold a beautiful woman to this point. It's not so much that Chris is powerful and act wilfully, it's better to say that he is lucky...
Lord Andrea He let out a long sigh, then blew off a long strand of hair that fell to his face, his pointy ears twitched twice, and picked up a book about Elf Race Divine Vestige from the coffee table and read it.
She has a long life of more than a thousand years, and knows that reading books is actually the best way to pass this boring time.
In the millennia of the past, she has acquired countless knowledge in this way and has become a qualified Queen of the Elf Race.
This is the palace belonging to the Imperial Family, and this room is also a private space for the two of them, so Andrea is dressed like a girl next door.
Chris didn't wear his enviable white uniform either, just casually wearing pajamas without having time to shave off the stubble on his face.
On a table not far away, the Emperor Your Majesty's lunch is filled with fresh beef, as well as scallops and fresh prawn sashimi.
It's a pity that these expensive ingredients simply didn't move, Chris didn't eat them, and Andrea didn't touch them either.
Since seeing the scars on the Fengling 004 escape spaceship, Chris has devoted most of his time to technical work.
In addition to a speech to accelerate the end of the war, and two military conferences, he was in front of the computer, desperately sketching the future of the Alanhill Empire.
"Using various materials to design the shell of a nuclear fusion reactor is a very troublesome thing." After an hour, Chris finally stretched himself and liberated himself from the complicated work. .
He hasn't even reviewed the electronic memorial for the past two days, and most of the operation of the empire has been left to Dez.
Your Majesty, the emperor of the Alanhill Empire, twisted his neck and looked towards the seductive Andrea, whose curves were undulating on the sofa.
Andrea closed the book and looked towards Chris - she was also a former ruler, so she was far less interested in things about men and women than fusion reactors.
So, the topic was determined.
"Isn't the fusion reactor on Fengling No. 004 spaceship dismantled... There are examples of finished products, why do you still worry about it?" Andrea asked curiously.
"Actually, the fusion reactor on Fengling No. 004 spaceship uses the principle of electromagnetic shielding... They didn't solve the material problem, they just tried to get around it!" Chris rubbed neck, one side replied.
He walked out of his desk, walked to the dining table next to him, reached out and grabbed a cold scallop and stuffed it into his mouth.
A fishy smell rushed into his throat, and the cooled scallops weren't really tasty, but Chris chewed it without frowning.
Who would have thought that the emperor, who has almost unified the world, would have such an "ordinary" daily life.
"Then why are you still thinking about it here?" Andrea's idea is very simple. Since there are existing examples, can you just copy them?
"That's what I thought when I first started." Chris sighed depressedly, then tried to squeeze the whole steak on the plate with his hands, and finally gave up the absurdity of grabbing it all. idea.
"Don't eat cold, I'll ask Luther to send you a new one." Andrea grabbed the pajamas from the sofa, and at the same time picked up a remote control and pressed Call button above.
At this moment, the former Queen of Elf Race looks like an old woman from a rich family, looking at her master with distress.
"Thank you." Chris looked at the wasted lunch with a pity, and then continued to talk about the fusion reactor: "But the original reactor design is a bit...problem, I need Make some improvements."
(end of this chapter)