"Teacher, you can't believe what I saw today."

The designer smiled reluctantly, and he watched Lei Qilin step by step into the lightning strike field he designed and created.

It is already an insult to humans' development of the power industry for a hundred years, but the designer believes that if the teacher's spirit of Heaven knows, he will definitely understand what he does.

"Well, this is where lightning is possible? It doesn't look like, I didn't smell the lightning at all."

The designer would like to ask what kind of special existence the smell of lightning is. If it can be thoroughly studied and published, it would be a great discovery.

"You can create lightning, I want to try what it feels like." Lei Qilin walked leisurely in the front transformer room.

"Please be prepared... to strike lightning."

Designer Yotaro Nobunaga gritted his teeth and pressed the start button, which was crazy.

"No problem." Anyway, it's not because I am the one I am present, and Mizuno doesn't care about the life or death of this Sharingan clone.

“Buzz.”

As the sound of machinery running sounded, the entire power station burst into a terrifying side driven by industrial power.

"Oh! I feel the power of electricity!"

Listening to Lei Qilin's words, Taro Nobunaga widened his eyes. Where did this magical creature sense the existence of the magnetic field?

"Buzz!"

Combustion, steam, magnetic field!

There was no progressive gentleness at all, and the generator set directly released a violent current.

The entire thermal power plant project can be used by tens of thousands of families, which is naturally incomparable to the super power projects that have attracted worldwide attention. However, if it is really a large power plant that concerns the national economy and people's livelihood, the Iizuka family will not be able to take it quietly.

"This is too violent." Mizuno, who was far away in Tokyo, had a heartbeat. This was just one of the generators. The terrifying voltage had reached the upper limit that the Sharingan clone could bear.

A refining trainer who can smile like drinking water and greet 100,000 volts in a daily life may be more powerful than the elves used to fight.

"Crack, crackle, crackle!"

The thick electric arc hit Lei Qilin's body, and the shocking sound reminded people of the waves slashing the cliffs on the coast.

Unfortunately, it was neither a black whip nor a human body, but Yotaro Nobunaga was already excited to see it, and even saliva was flowing out of his mouth.

"It's strong and powerful, it's really powerful." Yotaro Shinnaga seemed to have been stimulated by lightning to a dark hobby inside his body, and his hands were trembling on the console.

"Does it still need to increase the intensity?" As he said, his fingers were ready to increase the voltage at any time, making the voltage in the lightning strike field even more violent.

The Sharingan clone is not a puppet without consciousness. Even if you die in battle, you still have the previous memories when you are summoned the next time you die.

Feeling the purgatory-like pain of electric shock, this clone, not to mention increasing the electric shock, it wished that it could jump out now to let these power station personnel know what electric stimulation is, especially in the control room, who asked themselves whether to increase the intensity.

"Well... this is enough now. You can really control the power of lightning. I didn't expect it." I pretended to be nothing but tidy up in the room, and my heart was actually flowing blood.

"But compared with the real power of heaven and earth, the lightning you have mastered is still far inferior, far from enough." Gripping his teeth, the Thunder Qilin clone was so hungry that he did not cry in pain.

It remembers that in the distant Antarctic, it is said that a clone is experiencing the test of severe cold and snow in Antarctica. The vast white area is probably not much easier than it is now.

It is even more difficult. At least there are people who can talk and relieve boredom in the power station. You can’t find penguins to have in-depth communication in Antarctica.

"You, you believe us, Lord Lei Qilin, as long as you turn on all generator sets, the current released is no less than the real lightning." Yotaro Shinnaga felt that he was being looked down upon, and at the same time, he was afraid that Lord Lei Qilin would be furious.

"Uh, no need, no need." This clone was just talking. If you increase your efforts, you can't escape your soul. However, no matter how scared you are, you must speak in place.

"My body has just recovered, so let's start with these simple things." Lei Qilin suppressed his aura and did not destroy his transcendent image.

One group of people are responsible for discharge, while the other side is looking for themselves in electric shocks. The scene is full of uneasiness.

Taro Iizuka sighed at the horror of Thunder Kirin and then withdrew his gaze. As early as the Biwa Lake incident, a thunderstorm and lightning in the clear sky had proved that Thunder Kirin was terrifying and powerful.

What he is looking forward to is Hei Wuchang's reply. No matter how anxious he is, he does not contact Hei Wuchang immediately. If the time comes, Hei Wuchang will naturally contact him, but this feeling of servility when facing the superiors is really bad.

"Hum, haha."

The thermal power station is operating in an orderly manner, and the workers working here are all Zulu blacks of the same ethnic group, and their knowledge level is much better than most Zulu people who can work in the power station.

At least he can read and write, and he is wearing blue-collar work clothes. No matter who the power station belongs to, it is enough as long as they can get their salary.

"Look, light-skinned people."

A slutous and dark-skinned Zulu worker blinked at the island technician who had gotten off work, his eyes as if he was looking at an alien.

"Isn't it just a foreigner? What's so good about it?" The bright black worker next to him looked down on his colleagues, who had never seen the world.

Although, this was the first time he had seen a yellow-skinned person.

If Johannesburg still looks like a modern city, KwaZulu-Natol Province is a completely poor and backward semi-feudal region. Except for the defeat of the Lobster Lobsters in Buleen two hundred years ago, the Zulu people have not completely entered a civilized society until now.

It is inland, but its small area gathers a small area of ​​the country. It has been a concept similar to the land of exile since its establishment. It is a fantasy to develop it.

"Okay, let's stop here today."

"Crack and crackle."

As Lei Qilin opened his mouth to signal, the lightning in the lightning strike range quickly weakened.

The majestic and powerful and mysterious creature walked out from behind the gate, and Taro Nobunaga immediately lowered his head respectfully, as did Honma and Nishino.

"Please trouble you. When I restore all my strength, I will definitely get rewards for you in the future." These words were full of righteousness, just like those political tycoons who like to write short checks.

Anyway, it knew that it was Mizuno's vest, and with Mizuno's personality, it would definitely be dependent on the debt.

But the problem now is that in his current identity, the super invincible mysterious existence from ancient times.

How can we communicate with a few modern ordinary people about their idea of ​​surfing the Internet?
Chapter completed!