Dwarf In The Future

Georgia returned to God in the first second of the action of the black metal giant. When the hand placed on the storage ring was moved, the hammer was taken out, and as a result, he The giant was faster, and before he took out the hammer to think about the escape method, a large soft silver net suddenly fell from the sky, covered him firmly, and quickly drew him up to the metal giant's chest.

Everything only happened within a few seconds. By the time he reacted, he had been swallowed by the "big mouth" opened by the metal giant's chest, and then the silver net collapsed and the light fell. He appeared in a place for only a few people. Standing in a room full of strange instruments.

"What's your name?"

A cold, low-pitched voice sounded in front of him, and he blinked hard to press down the discomfort caused by the sudden exposure to the light. His raised heart suddenly became aware that this "giant" was just a controlled machine, not a living creature. Relax, but then tense again after hearing the voice.

He had seen a lot of strange machines in the hands of the bad guy in protective clothing for the past half month, but none of them had shocked and surprised him. Falling in the hands of the bad guy in protective clothing, he could find a way to dig and escape, and now he was swallowed in such a terrible machine, but he didn't know what to do.

Hit it head on?

The enemy's strength is unknown, and the risk of head-on strikes is too great.

Latent waiting for the moment?

It seems that this option can only be chosen, but if the person who just spoke and the bad guy in protective clothing belong to a group, the lurking plan will directly fail.

With a quick analysis of the current situation in his mind, he took a step back subconsciously, while holding his arms on the storage ring, and when he recovered his vision, he looked up at the utterance in anticipation.

In the narrow room, surrounded by a large pile of instruments, two tall men were sitting side by side: a gentle and handsome, dark-haired, black-eyed, staring at the instrument table and screen in front of them, hands on the instrument table The movement kept on, and I didn't see it. A perfect and delicate facial features, but contradictory looks cold and harsh, white hair and black eyes, at this time looking at the eyes with deep eyes, thin lips pursing, forming a somewhat serious and aloof. In radians.

There are actually two people in the machine?

Georgia was surprised, and then became more alert. His eyes stopped on the dark protective clothing of the same type on both of them, and slowly turned to the latter one-intuitively telling him that the white-haired guy had just said that.

"What's your name?"

The white-haired man spoke again, and his voice seemed to be a few degrees harder. Georgia was looked at by his unfriendly eyes, and suddenly felt that his spine was a little hairy, and he could not help holding the storage ring on his arm tightly-even if this person was not The bad guys in protective clothing are definitely not good!

The dwarf's instincts can never go wrong and must stay away from this person.

Thinking like that, he stumbled back again without a trace, until a cold metal wall was stuck on his back, and he couldn't help it anymore.

When used to being an uncle, Chu Rong's patience was not good. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the bald chicken who was sticking to the wall, ignoring his interrogative bald chicken. His long fingers pressed against the light brain nodded. Light.

Maybe picking up small animals everywhere is not a good habit.

Grunt--

Georgia froze for a few seconds, his body full of defense stagnated for a few seconds, glanced down at his belly, the dirty little face was unconsciously tight, and the pointed ears hidden in the hair were slightly red.

In the important moment of confrontation with the enemy, he was actually, actually ... he was ashamed of teaching to the patriarch, not a qualified dwarf warrior!

He moved his arm and held his belly. He looked up at the white fur monster who had been staring at him. His eyes were a bit fierce, trying to retrieve the momentum he had maintained before.

Yo.

Chu Rong raised an eyebrow with a range that was almost impossible to be found, and his eyes flashed, immediately dismissing the idea of ​​throwing the person back, moving his fingers, taking a nutrient from the space button and throwing it away. After passing, simply said, "eat."

This is still a bald chicken with big eyes. The eyeballs are weird and beautiful.

The familiar tube is very similar to the bad food that the bad guy in protective clothing sends to him every day. Georgia frowned, sideways avoiding the nutrient thrown towards the chest, his eyes changed from defense to hatred-this white hair monster really was a group of bad guys in protective clothing!

The eyes widened again, but this look was too flattering.

Chu Rong nodded again, and very fickle began to consider the possibility of throwing people down again.

"Sir, it is beginning to resist."

The dark-haired gentle man who had been staring at the screen and the instrument console suddenly spoke. His voice was as warm and soft as his appearance, like a hymn scattered by the bard in the wind. Georgia's sharp ears moved, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at it.

Chu Rong stopped his fingers on the light brain, his eyes narrowed, his gaze was fixed on the tip of his ear that came out of his hair, and he suddenly changed his position. The cold and faint sight was a little deeper, towards Fan Southward waved very perfunctoryly: "Boom them."

"Yes." Everyone responded to the south, his finger pressed quickly on the operation panel, and a series of instructions were issued quickly.

Georgia's eyes widened.

I saw that with the movement of the dark-haired man, after a series of strange text flashed on the several large screens in front of the instrument table, a gray metal giant wrapped by a light ball suddenly emerged from the center and the periphery of the messy ground. Qi Qi aimed the muzzle at the center of the rocky ground, flashing brightly, followed by a terrifying explosion.

The ore shattered and spattered, and the fire and smoke exploded together. He could almost feel the scorching heat caused by the sudden burst of powerful force. He once desperately oppressed his protective suit badass, loosing his weapons and running away, and he had seen countless times, and the inaccessible huge metal fortress built around the rough ground, where the protective suit badass lived, became a bomber. A twisted piece of burnt black iron was raised, and the fire and smoke rose together.

It ’s completely different from the magic composition and attack method of the magic world. This is a violent carnival of machinery. The love of machinery in the blood of the dwarf is rushing out. He looks at the piece with a good look and can not clearly show the situation outside. Big screen, breathing slowly.

Too beautiful. After peeling off the coat of fear, those metal giants that flexibly move in the air and attack wildly are almost the most perfect state that a machine can express. It is the art that every dwarf wants to chase!

Mom, it turns out that this is paradise, a heaven made by machinery!

Ok?

Chu Rong looked at the bald chicken who was unconsciously approaching the mech's operating platform, his eyes fell on the disheveled hair that covered his ears while shaking, and pinched his brain with his fingers, and commanded again: "Go in and help close."

Fan Xiangnan glanced at him unexpectedly, and his heart was a little strange. Why did the chief who always liked to fight with his mouth behind his mouth suddenly wanted to go to the center of the battlefield for fun? But his face quickly responded to this command, and his finger was on the operation panel After a few clicks, the screen flashed and turned into a scene around the mech, and then the fingers linked, and a protective cover fell just on his head, the indicator light turned on, and remained standing still. The black mech suddenly rises into the air, crosses the barbed wire outside the rubble, and flew towards the center of the ruins.

The screen shot up sharply, and then quickly approached the group of gray mechs who had just performed violent aesthetics.

Georgia held his breath unconsciously, looked at it, almost thought he was the giant he was in, and was flying freely in the air, stepping the ants under his feet with his powerful power.

It feels great! So exciting! It turns out that it can! Machinery can also fly! The patriarch also said that his vision was whimsical, and persuaded him to be down-to-earth, but these metal giants are now clearly--

Huh?

The excitement stalled for a moment, and he frowned, feeling a bit weird on his ears, unable to shake, but found that he could not shake, could not help frowning and looked back behind him—mother really, and while he was not paying attention Pinch his ear ...

"Like Mecha? Haven't seen it before?"

Chu Rong did not know when he was behind him, and he looked down at him, his deep eyes were cold, his right hand fingers were arrogantly pinched on his sharp ears, and he turned to look at him, rubbing badly Kneaded.

"..." Georgia's hand touched his arm again.

Attention, he had forgotten that he was now on the white-hairy site. Although it doesn't seem that this guy is in a group of bad guys with protective clothing, it seems that he has resentment against the other party, but there are more bad guys fighting with each other, so he cannot be taken lightly.

His ears quickly became red and congested, and they trembled pitifully, but they couldn't shake his grip. The big eyes just full of excitement were full of defense at this time. The fierce expression matched the dirty face. At first glance, it was quite bluffing, but the self-protection posture of unconsciously holding the arm was leaked. Fear in my heart.

What an interesting bald chicken.

Uncle Chu was in a good mood again, although he couldn't see it at all.

He put down his pointed ears, frozen a perfect but serious face, moved his hand to the top of Georgia, taller than his height, and then put his hand on his chest, seemingly serious, but a bit harsh. , Said: "So short."

A bloodthirsty red light appeared in Georgia's eyes, a flash of his hand, and a pocket hammer appeared on the hand-although he didn't understand it, this insulting action ... the last elf who dared to compare this gesture to him The grass at the head of the grave is already two meters high. This white fur monster is really a bad thing!

Chu Rong did not find the small hammer in his hand covered by the palms and clothes. After taking back his hand, he took out a tube of nutrients from the space button and handed it over, but this time it was a child's favorite fruit taste. Lightly: "Eat, grow tall."

Georgia paused with his hammer.

No matter where you are, giving food is an expression of friendly behavior. After ruling out the possibility of white fur monsters and bad guys in protective clothing, aside from the other person ’s unfriendly expressions and attitudes, the gift of food itself is It's a sign of good intentions.

He glanced at the dark-haired man who was operating the metal giant. He frowned, and he was a little hesitant. The dwarf's intuition tells him that this gentle-tempered person should not be a bad person, so the white fur with him ...

"Sir, after finishing the operation, a total of 201 black mine slaves were rescued and 112 robbers were arrested."

The sound of southward sound interrupted Georgia's thinking.

Chu Rong looked away from Georgia's head, threw the nutrient into his arms, strode to the screen and looked at the robbers and slaves surrounded by the gray mech regiments, and commanded: " All **** and brought back to the warship. "

Who nodded south, tapped the keyboard to give instructions, then looked at Georgia frowning and holding the nutrient, and asked, "Then ..." The child seemed to be a slave who was taken by the pirates, but he didn't know How did it come out in advance and just met them.

Chu Rong Wenyan looked sideways at Georgia.

Georgia, who was looking at the nutrient, noticed their sight, guarded conditionedly, and held the nutrient to the wall again. Although the gift of food was indeed a good gesture, what if this was a sugar-coated shell? His gut tells him that the white-haired monster is not simple in looking at himself.

Ok? Kind of nursing food.

Chu Rong's gaze stopped in Georgia's messy hair and dirty face, sitting back in the operating chair, raising Erlang's legs: "Feed it, take it back, wash it and bring it to see me." The miner escaped, and there should be some articles on this big-eyed bald chicken.