Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 56
Use Hextech...to make a car?
Catherine's eyes widened. What she was thinking now was not how crazy Marcos's idea was, but directly thought that Marcos was crazy.

Does this person know how powerful HexTech is?

That is an advanced technology capable of generating an anti-gravity force field, allowing everything in the entire area to float!

He actually wants to use it to make vehicles?

That's too good for its use, and it's almost the same as making an airship.

"You..." Catherine wanted to persuade Marcus to put away this unrealistic idea, but she put it back when the words came to her lips, and sighed quietly: "I hope Jess and the others won't agree."

"They'll agree,"

Marcus smiled slightly: "When the Hex model comes out, you will understand what a great derivative invention it is."

In particular, there is a model in the model called "Battle Damaged Off-Road Buggy", which is light and simple, and the tires with a larger contact area allow them to fly quickly on the sand.

And this will bring great convenience for them to conquer the entire Shurima continent in the future!
You know, there are countless treasures buried in the desert once occupied by the ancient Shurima Empire.

It's all money!

And money represents points!

No one can stop Marcos from earning points!

Don't even think about it!

what?
You said it would be better to make an airship and go directly to the sky?

Innocent!

What should I do if someone shoots down such a big target flying in the sky?
Compared with the bulky airship, a "war-damaged off-road vehicle" is obviously more suitable for traveling in the desert sea. Its small size, lightness, and flexibility are its advantages.

At worst, let Jess and Victor's brain cells die, and add a small anti-gravity device to the off-road vehicle, so that it can make a leap within a certain distance, wouldn't it be good?

Simply perfect!
Thinking about the bright future, Marcus couldn't help laughing, causing Catherine to look sideways frequently, suspecting that he didn't know what dirty things he was thinking about.

The horsepower of the four horses is really extraordinary. It took nearly two hours to travel, but the carriage of Ferros's family only took more than an hour to complete the journey.

The key is that the people sitting in the carriage didn't feel any bumps along the way, and the stability was almost as good as the domestic high-speed rail in the previous life.

Well, go back and ask Camille which factory made the shock absorber of their carriage, maybe it will be used in the production of Hextech speed car by then.

Marcus jumped out of the car, the sky was almost completely dark, once again ignoring Catherine behind him, and went straight to the Law Enforcement Bureau.

"It's really not a gentleman at all!" Catherine squeezed her little fist, jumped out of the car, and thanked the driver for a while.

The coachman of the Philos family was not surprised, waved his hand lightly, and drove away.

Catherine looked at the man with only one back, couldn't help putting her hand on his forehead, and sighed: "Is such an impolite person really born in Picheng?"

There are moments when Catherine actually has the idea that Marcus might be a Zaunite.

If it weren't for the fact that he could always tell some unique truths from this mouth, which showed that he had good knowledge, Catherine would have been unable to bear the anger in her heart.

Walking into the brightly lit lobby of the Law Enforcement Bureau, Marcos smiled secretly: "Joke, if I'm too polite to you, I won't be scolded for licking the dog? You have to thank me for not being the kind of person who destroys flowers and kills sisters after time travel." You are a ruthless person who preaches the Tao, otherwise one of you will be the other, and you will all suffer."

In his previous life, Marcos wrote several novels during the live broadcast. One of them wanted to open a harem. The protagonist would go up to show his hospitality when he saw a beautiful woman. Then the readers slammed the protagonist as a dog licker, and directly slammed his mentality. It exploded.

After cutting it off, he opened another one. This time he learned the tricks and asked the protagonist to show courtesy to those powerful supporting male characters.

As a result, the readers complained about this book, the author who wrote this kind of protagonist must be gay, right?

The mentality exploded again... angrily opened the third book.

In this book, he changed the routine again, writing about the kind of decisive killing, as long as there is a character that offends the protagonist, he will directly kill his whole family.

This time the readers didn't criticize him, but directly reported him to the relevant department for his anti-social personality tendency, and invited him to the bureau to drink tea for several days.

After doing countless psychological tests and proving that he has no mental problems, he was reluctantly released...

From then on, Marcos had one thought in his mind—a novel?snort!Dogs don't even write!

"Master Marcus!"

Just when Marcos was thinking about whether to change clothes for get off work or find something to do, someone stopped him.

Turning around, it was Hank who was still lying in the infirmary before.

"You're not in the hospital where you're having sex with your little lover, what are you doing here at the Law Enforcement Bureau?"

"Master Marcus, don't hurt me anymore, Orisa and I are really just ordinary friends." Hank smiled wryly, and handed out a document that he had been holding in his hand: "By the way, this is the document sent by the Council. Those who come to name you and want to give them to you, my lord, if I happen to meet them, I will accept them here and wait for you to come back."

"Oh? From the council?" Marcus raised his eyebrows and took the document out of the opaque paper bag for inspection.

Mel's actions were unexpectedly quick. Marcos only talked to her in the afternoon, and she finished it in less than half a day and handed over the decree signed by four congressmen to the Law Enforcement Bureau.

With this decree in hand, in the future, although Wei, Baobao and others are in Jingshui Prison, they will not have the status of so-called prisoners.

As long as Marcos wants, they can be released at any time, without the approval of the warden of Stillwater Prison.

"Yes, now it will be much more convenient for me to do things in the future."

Marcus put the information back into the bag with satisfaction, and when Catherine walked behind, he introduced the two to each other, "You two will be colleagues from now on, get along well and don't have conflicts."

"Yes, Master Marcus!" Hank straightened his waist and saluted Marcus.

"Don't call me your lord from now on, just like Catherine, call me sir." Marcus asked him, "Do you know who in the Law Enforcement Bureau is more familiar with the terms of the business cooperation agreement?"

"Business cooperation?" Hanke thought for a while: "We have nothing to do with the Law Enforcement Bureau, usually the parliament will do the notarization, but if there is a candidate... there is really one.

His name is Harold, and he is an old law enforcement officer in the patrol department of the Law Enforcement Bureau. Usually, he is responsible for the patrol work on the parliament side.

You know, after working in any place for a long time, you can always be proficient in something. "

Hanke's words are indeed somewhat reasonable, like Marcos because he has been in the anchor circle for a long time, so he knows a little about all the messy things.

"Then where is he now?" Marcus said, "Take me to him."

"Well...let me think about it, he should be on night shift at the parliament building during this time, usually at this time he will come to the Law Enforcement Bureau to report first."

Hank said and looked towards the door: "Sir, he's here."

Marcus turned his head, and a slightly fat old man with white beard walked in from the gate of the Law Enforcement Bureau. Judging by his plump body, the living conditions at home should be much better than ordinary people.

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Ps. It was just an exaggeration to say that it was dawn after walking back to Picheng. No one will take the speed comparison of these two chapters seriously with me, right?
Ps2. Rich, looking for word business, not a typo.Of course, if someone thinks that there is something wrong with my writing, you can talk about it in the chapter, and I can change it if I can.

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