A Necromancer Who Just Wants to Plant Trees

The fireworks were made in advance.

However, the illusion pattern that was produced after the launch required Bobo's own whimsical ideas.

The images of the flying horse crossing the river and Rheagar smearing oil were all from Bobo's imagination.

Maintaining this kind of imagination itself consumed a lot of concentration.

Considering that Bobo had set off fireworks after drinking, Matthew deduced that she must have been extremely focused.

Other than focus.

She did show some artistic talent.

Hence, Bobo's previous evaluation of the Occult Machinists and Mages was not without reason.

Matthew partially agreed.

The main reason was that the mage community was too large. It was difficult to use a medium or average to represent the creativity of mages.

Perhaps the arcane machinists were naturally associated with art.

However, the creativity of some individual mages could break through the imagination of all intelligent life.

In his thoughts.

Matthew lowered his head and twisted his neck.

He was now in the co-pilot's seat. Compared to the main pilot, who was in the middle, the co-pilot's seat was a little lower in the cabin.

The Mechanical Titan had already switched to a flat mode that was most suitable for flight.

Therefore, Matthew was leaning forward at an angle of about 135.5 degrees in the passenger seat.

Bobo was lying on the ground 20 centimetres above his head.

The two of them were lying on top of each other.

Frankly speaking.

This position was not pleasant.

When Matthew was talking to Bobo, he subconsciously looked up.

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However, from this angle.

He could only see the driver's seat, the exposed side of Bobo's face, and her chin, which was covered by the helmet.

What was worse was that…

From time to time, a strong wind would leak in through the gaps of the mechanical parts.

They slapped Matthew's face.

It was like a baby's fist punching over and over again.

It didn't really hurt.

But he was indeed suffering.

"What a fast speed…"

After gradually adapting to the high-speed flight, Matthew had time to observe the indicators in the cabin.

Speed was one of the few indicators he could understand.

At present, Bobo had already pushed Lady's speed to two-thirds of the level.

The groove further ahead was sprayed with red paint.

He took a look.

At present, the Mechanical Titan's flying speed was faster than most dragons. It was even faster than the speed of sound!

This made Matthew rather worried about Lumiere's current state.

After all, he was not very comfortable in the cabin.

Not to mention, there was still a brother with a hanging ticket.

"How is Lumiere now?"

Matthew immediately asked.

Bobo performed three simple operations on the control panel in front of her.

Not long after.

A crystal board slid down from above.

The outline of a human appeared on the interface. The other party grabbed the tail of the Mechanical Titan with one hand, and his entire body was blown by the wind like a straight salted fish.

Beside the outline.

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A large amount of data appeared.

"He's very good!"

Bobo replied in surprise,

" His body temperature is very low, but because his pores have completely contracted, his heat dissipation is very slow. There is almost no risk of losing his body temperature.

" Apart from feeling a little bumpy, Lumiere should be able to adapt to the current flying attitude and speed."

Matthew looked at the data seriously.

"His physical fitness is stronger than before."

Bobo suddenly said.

Matthew nodded lightly.

"I noticed it too."

After recovering from the tragedy at the Wild Wolf Mountain.

Lumiere's physical body seemed to have undergone a slight evolution again. This evolution was not obvious to him, but it did exist.

The reason why he couldn't sense it himself was mainly because he was missing a hand.

For anyone, the hand was the most important weapon.

Don't look down on the fact that he was only missing an arm.

However, the impact was extremely far-reaching.

"His physical fitness is really suitable for a Titan technician!

"Hehehe…"

Bobo's voice suddenly sounded a little strange.

Matthew looked up in surprise.

At this moment, Bobo's face was flushed red, and her eyes were sometimes blurry and sometimes crazy.

Very quickly.

Matthew found the crux of the problem.

In order to sober up quickly, Bobo kept stimulating her brain with electricity. It was indeed useful at first, but she seemed to have stimulated too much.

Under the dual stimulation of alcohol and electricity.

This flat-chested girl, who was usually not good with words, suddenly began to spout nonsense.

"Just you wait, Matthew!

" When I become the world's most powerful Mystic Machinist in the future, I want to order four of these muscular Titan technicians!"

Matthew was baffled.

"What does this have to do with me?"

He looked up at the upper bunk.

In the end, she realized that the girl on the upper bunk had a crazy look on her face and started drooling!

"Of course, it has something to do with you.

"We're good friends. I'll order four for myself, and I'll order four for you!"

Bobo said generously.

Matthew laughed dryly and was about to say,"No need!"

But in the next second.

Bobo suddenly pushed the speed control stick to the deepest part of the control stick!

"Too slow!"

She slapped the cockpit hard.

"Speed up, speed up, speed up!"

He didn't have time to comment on Bobo's drunken appearance.

Matthew only felt that someone was crazily hammering his waist and butt with a hammer!

The feeling of being pushed back surged up from the soles of his feet.

Then, his calves, thighs, buttocks, and back!

In an instant.

He felt as if his soul was about to be pushed out of his body!