Data Wasteland

The dim light shone from the sky, looking up like a potential underwater, the light and shadow were dim.

Under the gray clouds, the land was scorched and a mess.

The ashes floated in the air, and the scorched smell filled every inch of space.

Looking around, the corpses with blue smoke can be seen everywhere, and broken mecha parts are scattered everywhere.

"Hey, hey..."

A behemoth knelt on the ground, holding a human corpse in both hands, chewing and swallowing, the cracking sound of bones made his scalp numb.

It has a large lizard-like tail, dark red skin all over, large spikes protruding from its back, and two pointed horns on its forehead.

This is an abyssal demon, the upper layer of the carbon-based food chain in the multiverse.

They are evil, powerful, greedy, and bloodthirsty. They are the incarnation of killing and rage. No matter where it appears, it will bring a **** storm.

The big devil is eating, and its food is a miserable guy.

As they gobbled it up, an arm fell out of the gap between the big claws. The sleeves of the combat uniform on it were still intact. It was not difficult to tell it was the corpse of a mercenary.

"Snoring..."

Suddenly, the great devil stopped moving. Lifting his hideous head, the black blood dripped down his fangs to his shoulders. The scarlet eyes, which seemed to be flowing with lava, looked vigilantly towards the darkness in the distance, as if there was some danger approaching.

"Hora, Kista..."

Obscure syllables sounded like the whispers of a devil. The big devil seemed to be frightened, and fled into the rugged obsidian area with his hands and feet.

After a while, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the charred ground.

"It seems that I have gained a lot this time."

The speaker was a young nobleman. He is dressed in a high-end off-white dress, handsome and unrestrained. However, there was a gloomy evil spirit between the eyebrows.

There was no other person around him, as if talking to the air, very strange.

"Well, it didn't take long..."

He stopped in front of a pile of scorched corpses, resting his chin in one hand, as if evaluating the freshness of the corpses.

"Om!"

A large space crack opened behind him, a huge beast claw stretched out, grabbed several corpses, and retracted.

In the lava mountains, there is a huge beast egg. There was a big hole in the top of the beast egg. The claws stick out from the place where the shell is broken.

There was a sound of chewing in the egg shell, and the crisp sound of broken bones continued to be heard. The blood splashed on the breach and flowed down the egg shell.

After eating, the beast claws stretched out again, picked up a few corpses and sent them to the egg shells.

"Eat, eat to your heart's content!"

"Soon you will be able to absorb enough energy, break out of the shell, and come to this world!"

The young nobleman opened his hands, his eyes flashed with madness. One after another corpses were dragged into the field and thrown into the flesh and blood mixer in the egg shell.

"I look forward to this moment with immense piety and fanaticism!"

Just as a cruel scene was going on somewhere in the Green Continent, tens of thousands of kilometers away, in the mansion in the small town on the northern edge of the Red Earth Continent, the scene was completely opposite.

On the small platform in the middle of the double-stranded staircase in the hall, the maids took turns to perform. Singing and dancing, joyous and enthusiastic.

"Mr. Butler, you haven't performed yet today." "Yes, yeah, Mr. Butler sings very well." "Mr. Butler, don't be embarrassed, let's sing a song~"

Mr. K, the housekeeper, was pushed and pulled by several maids and put on the stage.

"Well, then I will show my ugliness."

Soon, the deep and thick bass reverberated in the hall.

"Tingting white birch, long blue sky, slightly southerly wind."

"The spring when the magnolia blooms on the hills in the north, ah, the spring in the north has arrived..."

The singing voice is sad and deep, with a touch of homesickness, and the maids can't help but sway to the melody.

This song is exactly the famous "Spring of the North Country" on the earth. It was sung by Mr. Chen Xingjiao, and it fits the deep and deep voice of Mr. K.

"Ditang clusters, foggy, and the waterwheel hut is quiet."

"There are waves of singing in the North Country's spring, ah, the North Country's spring has come."

"My brother is like an old father, a pair of taciturn people, but he used to worry about drinking wine and occasionally drink a few glasses."

"Hometown, hometown, my hometown, when will I return to your arms!"

Listening to familiar songs, Chen Xing couldn't help thinking of his parents on earth, friends in his hometown, and the girl he had a crush on. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but moist.

After a song was sung, there was silence for a while, and there was warm applause.

"Mr. Butler sings really well!" "It's so touching, I'm almost crying!" "Hmm!"

Chen Xing secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put on a cheerful smile, patted hard, clapped, and shouted: "Sing well! Reward the money!"

Seeing Moon Canglian was holding a tray with twenty gold coins in the rewards, which was sent to K on the spot.

"Assistant Yang, come here too!" "Yes, Mr. Butler also performs."

After tossing old K, the maids came to pull Xiao Yang again.

"I can't sing..." Xiao Yang quickly refused.

"You can dance if you don’t know how to sing~"

"I don't know how to dance either!" Xiao Yang screamed, avoiding everywhere.

"Don't run!" "If you can't, you have to go up and perform." The maids chased after them.

"No, I'm not going to die!" Xiao Yang hid behind the sofa, pulling the backrest with both hands, sullenly, just refusing to perform on stage.

"Master, Assistant Yang, he refuses to perform!" "Assistant Yang is incompetent." "There is no collective spirit!" The maids all ran to Chen Xing to complain.

Being entangled by the maids, Chen Xing turned his head and said to Xiao Yang, "You can also perform one. I remember that you danced with Guo Ying at the last dance." Then he encouraged, "Dancing well, here. You reward money!"

Xiao Yang was forced to be helpless, pulled by the maids, half pushed and half on the stage.

"I love you, Little Pig, I love you..."

"Kiss you, little fat pig, don't shed tears, I love you..."

Singing and singing, Xiao Yang entered the country, wringing his buttocks away, looking very enjoyable.

"Little pig, don't be upset, I love you..."

The maids pursed their lips and laughed. I have to say that Xiao Yang's **** twisting is funny, and he is very serious.

A dance of vigorous singing and golden melody, the audience applauded warmly.

"Assistant Yang is so handsome!" "Assistant Yang is so angry!" "Assistant Yang is the best!"

"Sing well, reward money!" Chen Xing cheered loudly.

Seeing Moon Canglian came over with a tray and offered a reward of twenty gold coins.

"Thank you, boss!" Xiao Yang happily took away the reward.

Seeing Xiao Yang Pidian Pidian, Chen Xing couldn't help sighing, the money would soon be squeezed out by Xiao Xuan. It feels that it is not for Xiao Yang, but for green tea.

Although this kind of association made him very upset, he couldn't do anything about it. They wanted to fight one and the other, if you wanted me, it was reasonable and legal, and he couldn't do anything.

"The chief maid is here too~" "Well, the chief maid hasn't performed yet."

"Aren't you afraid of being snatched from me?" Seeing Yue Canglian raised her head, as if she was watching a group of little kids.

"Come on~" "Let us see the strength of the maid!"

After a while, I saw Yue Canglian put on Yingren's traditional costume, holding two paper fans, and dancing the Yingren's **** dance.

The dance is graceful and decent. It is worthy of being a professionally trained palace maid, and it is definitely not something a girl raised by a flower girl can have. A painting, a dance and a poem, the artistic conception is far-reaching, full of the peerless elegance of the palace in the sky, lonely and pale.

Xiao Yang watched fascinated, and followed up with dance moves. Old K kept winking at him from the sidelines to stop him from being frowned upon. But Xiao Yang was so intoxicated that he didn't notice at all.

After a dance, there was only quiet breathing, all indulged in the artistic conception of Luoshen dance, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

At this moment, a guard came in from outside and broke the silence: "My lord, there are guests asking for a meeting!"

When his interest was interrupted, Chen Xing was a little unhappy, and turned his head back lazily, "Who?"

"He said he was an old friend of yours." The guard replied.

"Old friends?" Chen Xing racked his brains, but he didn't expect to have any old friends out of town.

"Describe it." Chen Xing said.

"It's a bit fat, like a wooden barrel, but very strong, with very thick arms, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a beard." The guard gestured.

Chen Xing frowned, thought for a long time but didn't remember who it was, and said in disinterest, "Invite him in."

After a while, a strong figure appeared at the door.

Chen Xing's eyes lit up first, showing excitement, but his eyes soon darkened again, as if thinking of something unpleasant, he returned to his expressionless and lazy appearance.

"It's you..." he said indifferently.

But the other party didn't mind at all, still with a bold smile on his face, strode forward and hugged Chen Xing.

"Brother, you want to kill me!"

The visitor is indeed an old friend.

And for Chen Xing, it is not only an old friend of this life, but also an old friend of the previous life.

Brothers of two generations!

The man's armband is impressively printed with three vigorous and powerful white fonts-Lei Guang Tuan!

The visitor was Huozui, the deputy head of the Leiguang regiment.

After a while, the two moved to the back garden, away from the hustle and bustle of the living room.

"Come on, what's the matter with me?"

Chen Xing leaned back and placed the tripod on the back of another rattan chair, looking uninterested.

Huozui's expression was a bit awkward, and he opened his mouth, but said nothing. It is both hesitation and embarrassment.

"Let's talk about it, you big and upright heroes, what can you do to come to me as a rebellious villain?" Chen Xing said in a lazy tone, not salty.

"Hehehe..." Huozui scratched his head with an awkward smile, "Brother Chen Xing, why do you still mind."

When Chen Xing heard this, his anger came up, but he didn't send it out immediately. Instead, he said in a weird manner, "Yes, I am a villain. I am a small person and care about everything. I am not on the same road with your heroes."

"Oh, you see what I said!" Huozui slapped his mouth, "I'm sorry, brother, it's my stupid mouth and can't speak."

"Actually, actually..." It seems to be organizing the language, and after holding back for a long time, I said the latter, "Actually, after you left that day, the boss regretted it."

"He said that you risked your death to save everyone, and he even vented his anger at you. He was sorry for you."

"He said that your approach was right. We are pedantic and we don't know what to do."

"He always said in front of us that the Chen Xing brothers are smart and clever, not comparable to us stupid soldiers..."

"Wait." Chen Xing interrupted Huo Tsui, "You are changing your way to say I am cunning, right? That's right, I'm just a villain who sees profit and forgets justice."

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. You misunderstood, really not, I didn't mean that." Huozui quickly shook his head and denied it.

"You didn't mean that, that is, what did Tienuo mean?" Chen Xing grabbed the conversation and asked.

"This..." Huozui was already stupid. Where was Chen Xing's opponent, he immediately defeated and choked for a long time before saying, "Boss, he didn't mean that."

"Then what does he mean?" Chen Xing asked, tilting his head.

"He, he, that..." Huozui hesitated, intermittently, and it took a lot of effort to finish the sentence. "The boss said that if it weren't for the Chen Xing brothers, the Leiguang regiment would no longer exist."

"He said he was wrong. He must apologize to the Chen Xing brothers when he has a chance in the future."

"So he's here?" Chen Xing asked.

"Uh..." His face flushed from the suffocation, and he couldn't speak for a long while.

"Okay, don't tell me if you don't lie." Chen Xing put his foot down, turned around, and patted Huozui's shoulder.

Who is Tienuo, is he still unclear?

The contact between the two lives, without knowing the other's character, his EQ is too low.

Tieno has never been an impulsive person, even in the most extreme situations. Since he can say it, it means that it is what he thinks in his heart, and it is by no means hot-headed or nonsense.

The words spoken are the water poured out, and a word is a nail. Tieban nails are Tienuo's style, and he is totally different from him in terms of gains and losses.

Therefore, none of the words on Huozui is true.

Huozui clenched his fist, his expression changed several times, and finally he sighed and said discouragedly, "It's really tiring to talk to you smart people..."

"Yes, you are right. I made up the above words. The boss said nothing." Huozui admitted. Shaking his head, a little helpless.

"Then what are you here for, come and visit your former little friend?" Chen Xing asked faintly with cold eyes.

Huozui raised his head and stared at Chen Xing with round eyes like copper bells. He looked at Chen Xing with a decisive expression. He said word by word, "If there is a word in my Huozui heart, saying that you Chen Xing is a villain, I am thundering. Chop, cross the streets!"

Looking at the iron-clad man in front of him, Chen Xing's tone couldn't help but soften, "You don't need to be like this, I believe you." He pressed the other's thick shoulders, "No matter what other people are, you are my Chen Xing's. Brothers."

"Yeah." Huo Tsui nodded heavily.

"There is an old saying in our hometown. It's a good idea to have friends coming from afar." Chen Xing got up and invited, "Come on, let's go to the show first, and then have dinner and drink together in the evening!"

"Come to my site, but you have to give it a treat!"

"No, it's too late..." Huozui suddenly became depressed, shaking his head and muttering to himself.

"What's too late?" Chen Xing wondered.

"It's too late, boss, it's too late..." Huozui said a little incoherently, "We must go now, go, save people, he, he is in danger..."

"Who?" Chen Xing frowned slightly.

"Tienuo, Tienuo is in danger!" Huozui excitedly grabbed Chen Xing's arm, "You are the only one who can save him now!"

"Haha..." Chen Xing gave a sorrowful laugh, and broke the hand of the fire. "We are not relatives, but I am afraid that I am willing and others will not."

He and Tienuo had broken up and had nothing to do with them. Their future is like two parallel lines, never intersecting.

"I know, you are still complaining about the boss. What he said that day was really hurtful, but I know that he didn't think so in his heart." Huozui said sincerely.

"Are you Tieno? Or the roundworm in his stomach?" Chen Xing put away his smile and put on a cold expression, "Brother, if you are here today, I will serve you with good wine and meat, but if it's other things , I'm sorry, I won't be with you."

After speaking, Chen Xing turned around and left, without the slightest nostalgia.

"He says…"

"He said that if one day, he is gone, let us come to you."

Chen Xing's footsteps stopped. He slowly turned around. For some reason, when he heard these words, the blood in his body seemed to churn up.

"He said, his head is too simple, things are either straight or curved, so he always hits the wall..."

"He said you are different, you can always find a straight path in the intricate detours."

"He really said that?" Chen Xing's voice trembled slightly. In this world, he only respects three people, the mayor, the black old monster, and Tienuo!

"He said, if one day, he is gone, let us come to you."

"He said, in this cruel world, perhaps you are better suited to lead the Thunder Light regiment. We follow him, and perhaps we will never touch our dreams..."

"Our dream." Huozui's voice became smaller and smaller, at its best, as if speaking to himself.

"What is your dream?" Chen Xing asked.

After two lives, he actually didn't know what Lei Guang Tuan's dream and Tienuo's dream were.

"Tiinuo's dream, Shen Guangming's dream, thunderous dream, our dream..."

"Tinuo said that mercenary is the most romantic profession in the world. You can take risks with your brothers, fight together, drink together..."

"However, the career of mercenaries is too bitter. Except for a small group of people who can make their heads out, they don't have a stable life for the elderly."

"We want to build a nation of mercenaries. There, the mercenaries are old and disabled, they can no longer fight, and there is still a place to stay. Everyone can chat and drink together. Old mercenaries can give young ones Of mercenaries tell stories of the past and pass on combat experience to them..."

It turns out that this is their dream.

Chen Xing's eyes couldn't help getting wet. Looking back on the mercenary career in the previous life, there were pains and laughs, but I never really felt at ease. I always feel that I am a wandering leaf, drifting with the flow. I never know, after today, where I will drift tomorrow.

Most of the low-level mercenaries are confused about the future.

Back in the city, there is no means of survival, and I am accustomed to a life of freedom and enmity. I can't lower my head to do work that doesn't require skills, which can only consume my previous savings. Mercenaries like to drink because they don't want to think about the future, because the low-level mercenaries never have a future!

The shroud of horse leather, to die in a foreign land, to die on the battlefield, may be the best ending for a mercenary.

In this world, there is a kind of people who have great ideals in their hearts and want to change the world, even if only a little bit.

With Tienuo's ability, he could find a place to live a stable life at any time, but for the ideal in his heart, he never stopped.

The sorrow of the world is my sorrow, and the pain of the world is my pain.

Compassionate and compassionate, and great love.

Some people live a peaceful and stable life, but they set the ambition of "I want to study for the rise of the country" when they were young. The generations have no choice but to fend for themselves."

The world has changed precisely because of these great beings.

"So you joined the Land of Land?" Chen Xing asked, suppressing the boiling effort.

"How did you know!" Huozui was shocked, because he had never told anyone.

Chen Xing will not tell him that he is a rebirth and knows many things.

Lan Guo is just a scam.

How can an ambitious prince who wants to restore the country be an idealist?

Joanne Maran is just using mercenaries, not really wanting to establish a mercenary country.

"Tell me what happened…"

Chen Xing sat down again.

He is not a hero, nor can he be a hero, but he yearns for a hero.

He simply believes that the world would be better if there is Tieno.