[BT-7274: Who are you?]
Lier did not know the communication protocols commonly used in this world, but BT's current state offered him a dedicated line:
The magnetic crane arm could generate tremendous magnetic force. With some simple programming, changes in the electromagnetic field's strength and direction could follow a pattern, forming a kind of pulse encoding.
As for how to encode the information, naturally, he would still use the very basic... Morse code.
Wei Junze, you helped me ruin the engagement banquet. I ought to repay you, but for now, I can only save you this way.
Only after realizing that his physical abilities had declined drastically, and that he might never be able to get out if he did not leave now, did Lyle make this decision.
Cold sweat poured down as he swallowed nervously. Knowing he could not deny it, he gritted his teeth and said, "I alone did this. His Highness Prince Shuo had nothing to do with it."
"Italian mercenaries? How many could there still be now? One or two thousand at the absolute most. What the hell use are so few men?" Napoleon said, shaking his head.
But the children in the middle kindergarten class could all play on their own. Most of the time, the teacher only needed to watch them and make sure they did not quarrel.
The reason lay with her. When it came to An Qin, she had chosen friendship over enmity.
Xia Moyi had kept her head down, fiddling with something, and had not even noticed Mo Chen's arrival. Only when she suddenly heard Su He's startled cry and looked over did she notice her uncle.
"After all these years, I thought the hatred in your heart would gradually fade." Having just come out of the emergency room,