Durin's Diary

Chapter 885 Five-flowered Horse

"Do you think this thing can be mass-produced?" The old man looked at Prime Minister Luo as Dulin landed.

The latter paused for a moment, then snorted with a displeased expression: "Mass production is no problem, the problem is how many pilots you can find who can fly it like this."

The old man clicked his tongue, finally sighed, and stopped asking that foolish question.

"I can't fly like Mr. Dulin. Perhaps only someone with a greater affinity for psychic energy could do it. I don't know how much affinity he has for psychic energy." As an ordinary human celestial master, Liu the pilot didn't understand just how strong Dulin really was.

"Send someone over to take a look," Luo Xiangguo asked.

"Forget it, those old men from the Celestial Master's Mansion came to see Du Lin from heaven last time. They either crawled under the table or bled from all seven orifices. Let them come and see for themselves. Do you believe they'll call the police?" The old man rolled his eyes at his descendant.

Prime Minister Luo chuckled and said, "Mine."

As he spoke, he waved to Dulin, who was walking over.

………………

Dulin got down, and the eight structures were placed on the pulled-over rack under his operation.

Is this what a real battle mage is like? The old ones were so lame.

But I feel something is still missing. How can a battle mage function without a 120mm cannon? They can't even lick the ground. They only have air superiority, but no ground support. They'll end up eating shit on the ground anyway.

Big Orange and Eleven were arguing inside Dulin's head.

Dulin felt this debate was unnecessary—a 120mm cannon was nowhere near as satisfying as Dulin's Extreme Extended Fireball spell. At worst, he could bring another structure, the kind that could carry a 2,000-kilogram explosive charge, and smash it down on the ground, turning any puppet bone bunkers and tanks into parts.

As for the structure after the bomb is dropped, it's used and then discarded; whichever puppet bone it hits is just unlucky.

Upon arriving, Dulin saw Luo Xiangguo waving at him, so he quickly walked over.

"What is your psionic strength?" Luo Xiangguo asked directly.

Dulin didn't mind. He measured his own weight and said, "About Alpha level."

Dulin's current strength is stronger than Lid's, but the problem is that Lid has Alpha-level psionic power, while Dulin's is a bit lower due to his rushed training.

The bad news is that if Durant is a bit lower, he won't be able to catch up for a while.

The good news is that he was just a little short, and crushing the other unfortunate ones would be a piece of cake—after all, he spent experience points on it, forcibly raising Dulin from a first-level Celestial Master to a higher level. Moreover, as long as enough experience was given, Dulin's Beta-level psionic energy was also forcibly raised to a higher level.

My suggestion is to go back and make a movie, Dulin. Experience is the most important thing.

Yes.

Dulin sighed at the thought that he had lost a lot of experience. Whether it was the people of the previous generation from the East and South Thailand or the old people of the East in this generation, for Dulin, 'saving' was a deeply ingrained behavior.

Having guns and food in hand makes one feel less panicked.

However, we're not going to play any games.

As soon as Du Lin said this, Luo Xiangguo chimed in, "You child, how did you suddenly become so proficient in spiritual energy?" "I actually have other methods. I'll show you one right now." Du Lin said, glancing around. "Let me make it clear first, don't be afraid when you see me transform. I can change back."

After saying that, Dulin didn't hesitate and immediately switched to Lich form.

Since a warning had already been given, no one screamed urgently, but the air force base alarm went off.

“Don’t worry, it’s just that the base’s detection system has detected such a large energy source as you.” After saying that, Luo Xiangguo told Pilot Liu to deal with the guards who were rushing over, and then pointed to the bone ring on Du Lin’s wrist: “What’s the deal with that bone ring?”

"The soul of the youngest son of the Zhulong clan of the Western Continent. After I avenged his death, he has been following me ever since. Don't worry, he's not an evil spirit," Dulin said as he summoned it.

Seeing the little bone dragon weaving between Dulin's finger bones, everyone sighed.

"At least you avenged them, that's a good thing." The old man said as he reached out his hand, and the little bone dragon landed in his palm, squeaking and chirping.

“We will definitely kill that evil god this time,” Dulin said.

"It's good that young people have confidence. I sincerely hope you can do it." After saying that, Luo Xiangguo looked at Du Lin's current appearance and said, "By the way, aren't you afraid of positive energy in this form?"

“Don’t be afraid,” Dulin said, reaching out to pull a sacred gesture.

The half-human old man next to him, as the recipient of the surgery, suddenly felt no pain in his back or legs, and even his vision became much clearer.

He jumped up and down twice, then looked at Dulin and grinned: "I've seen too many strange things outside Yumen Pass. When you cast a spell on me just now, I thought I was going to die. But then you cast a divine command. I've really never seen such a strange lich as you."

Dulin laughed: "It's alright, you'll see even more bizarre things in the future." As he laughed, Dulin recalled the little bone dragon and transformed it back into its original flesh-and-blood form—after all, there were still quite a few guards watching with wide eyes not far away, so it was best not to frighten these young people.

Things have changed. Luo Xiangguo nodded: "You're really amazing. With your skill, we don't have to worry about anything. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to withstand the chaotic demonic energy of your kind parents."

Upon hearing Luo Xiangguo's question, Du Lin became curious: "What exactly is this Chaotic Demonic Qi?"

"Entering her domain will cause various symptoms of poisoning. The most powerful people have better resistance, but someone like you who has been transformed into an undead will be very, very little susceptible to corruption."

After hearing what Luo Xiangguo said, Du Lin understood and nodded: "Then I will remember it."

"So, the things on the Air Force side are all done for today. You've been so busy these past few days, I'll ask the military for a leave of absence for you. You can rest at the Candle Dragon Pavilion for a while tomorrow," the old man said with a smile.

"Are you sure everything's okay?" If Dulin remembers correctly, he's supposed to meet with a naval representative tomorrow.

And that's why Dulin also knew about the old man's little 'conflict' with the Navy.

In his view, the problem could be big or small, and since the old man wanted to go big, he didn't mind joining in the grand undertaking.

Anyway, this old man is ultimately soft-hearted. The big shots in the Marine Corps owe him a debt of gratitude, so he probably doesn't really want to give the Navy a hard time. He just wants to tease him.

"No problem, you can sleep for half a day first, take the two girls with you, and if anyone dares to kick your door, I'll saw off their legs." The old man laughed as he said this.

Obviously, everyone knows what he's up to.

(End of this chapter)