The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)

On the other side, the pot-bellied drunk was holding the bottle of wine and waving it incessantly. He was emotional and said loudly: "Then go and ask Gedora! What is the use of racial honor, only survival is important! Those leaders are all in their minds. Shit, so many people die every time, my two younger brothers died in the army, all persistence is futile, obviously I can get the help of Gedora, why do you have to be brave! Those power users are useless. Use, if they were really capable, they would have solved the calamity long ago!"

The drunk man looked disgusted, his tone was excited, and he had the momentum of pointing the country. He disliked superpowers and the army was too weak. He blamed him constantly. The words became more and more ugly. other drinkers. Power users and the army are heroes in the eyes of the vast majority of civilians. Any questioning and insults will offend the public anger, and several drinkers speak angrily right now.

"Everything you enjoy now is the hero's hard work, what qualifications do you have to point fingers!"

The drunk man snorted, "This is what they should do, capable people must take more responsibility, if it weren't for ethnic cultivation, they would be just ordinary people like me."

"People like you are disgusting, you should be sent outside the city to fend for yourself!"

The drunk man sneered, "Even if the city falls, I am a civilian who is given priority for refuge. Anyway, it is not me who died."

"You don't deserve protection at all!" The crowd became even more angry and excited.

The quarrel became more and more intense, and Rielton at the bar was expressionless, as if he hadn't heard him at all, and he didn't even bother to turn his head to take a look.

At this time, a very young man looked angry, rushed up impulsively, started directly, and scuffled with the drunk man. He was strong and pressed the drunk man under his body, and his fists slammed into the drunk man's face in a series of blood. Splattered, when the others saw blood, they hurriedly pulled the frame, trying to pull the impulsive young man away.

"Lana, calm down!"

"Stop hitting, and hit people again!"

Rana threw a few more punches before he got up and was pulled aside, the drunk man bleeds from his nose and mouth, and was beaten so hard that he couldn't stand up. Other guests gathered around to check, but luckily the drunk was just injured. Immediately, someone complained that Rana was too heavy. Rana lives nearby. Many people here are his neighbors. He is a young man who wants to join the army. He is strong and a supporter of the army.

Melos shouted, "You two get out of my shop and calm me down at home!"

Rana left with a look of resentment, and the drunkard was dragged out, and this little farce was over.

Han Xiao turned to look at Melos and said, "I'm Black Star, if you are interested in what I said, come to me, I can solve this problem."

After all, Han Xiao greeted Reardon, and the two left the bar.

The expression of indifference gradually faded away, and Melos looked slightly dark and his eyes flickered. He didn't care about the future of the group as he pretended to be.

This mercenary who claims to be Black Star does not know if he is a real seer. Even if it is genuine, he may deliberately make up prophecies to lure him into being fooled. Every actor must have a plan, but Melos doesn't understand the opponent's goal. Could it be that Came for him?

The door of the bar was pushed open again, and a burly man wearing a hood to cover his figure approached the bar, his voice low, "Give me a drink."

The hooded man raised his head, revealing his face.

Fargonard!

Melos looked surprised and said, "You never drink."

"Just celebrate that I came back alive." Fagoner took a sip from Melos' wine bottle. The two seemed to be very familiar. If others knew that the B-level power user with the strongest ethnic group was so familiar with a small bar owner , must be very surprised.

The two were childhood playmates, and Melos was too familiar with himself as a child. Almost all positive and positive adjectives can be put on Fagonard. Brave, honest, and responsible, after the disaster in Sunil, Fa Gona resolutely became a mercenary to contribute to the tribe. In fact, Melos has always been jealous of Fagoner. Since he was a child, his short-lived elder brother Delphis has been talking about Fagoner next door every day. In his eyes, Fagoner is "the child of someone else".

Although he was a little jealous, Melos also secretly respected Faggona, and asked himself, he felt that he would never be as dedicated as Faggona. After the old man pulled his braids, Melos lived a life of drunkenness, eating and waiting to die. , Regardless of the survival status of the ethnic group, he knows that he is a lazy person. When his brother was still alive, he often hated that iron could not become steel. Many people felt that his talent was similar to that of Fagonard, but he has been wasting time. And now, Fargonard is a well-known patron saint of the whole family, and he is just an anonymous person.

He knew Fagoner. He was a very self-disciplined person and would not make exceptions for no reason. Melos frowned and said, "What's the matter with you?"

Faggona smiled faintly, full of bitterness-Melos had never seen this kind of expression appear on this resolute face, and he said softly: "Brother, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to leave."

leave? Melos looked surprised.

Fagoner said slowly: "Interstellar has boundless possibilities. Only by cutting off the past can we move forward. I don't want to be entangled by the ethnic group. There are many warriors who think like me. After this disaster, we will never be able to move forward again. will be back."

"We have protected the ethnic group for a long time. Many friends have sacrificed. Some people beg for our protection, but they take it for granted. This is not our obligation. There is no need to continue. Aid is the best outcome, and no one will die in vain again."

"Are you even giving up?!"

Melos was shocked. Suddenly, Han Xiao's words came to mind. Could this be the split predicted by the magic stick? Then the future of the ethnic group will become the attachment of Gedora, as he said, and lose the inheritance?

The ghosts and gods made a mess, and Melos brewed up the wording, and said the result of Han Xiao's prediction that Sunil received military assistance. After listening to Fagonard, his eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he shook his head and said, "Living is the most important thing. As long as people live, the will will not die."

Is that so?

But the Fagona I know is absolutely impossible to abandon the ethnic group.

You are still alive, but you have changed...

When Melos saw Fagoner's expression, he knew that his determination had been made, he could not be persuaded, and his mood was mixed. He had always regarded Fagoner as the greatest and righteous friend, but now he can no longer see it in the same way. This hair is small, as if he has become a stranger.

"Then why did you come to me to say this?" Melos asked.

Faggona shook the bottle and said softly: "Frankly, I hate you very much. You obviously have more power than me, but you hide behind and accept our protection calmly... Forget it, don't say these words, I Just come to let you know, continue to escape or come forward, it's up to you."

Fagonard pulled down his hood and turned to leave.

Melos' eyes were complicated.

...

The seeds have been planted, and Han Xiao did not enter the city again. He stayed outside the city with peace of mind to carry out his field maintenance work. In the middle of the catastrophe, the battle situation became more and more tragic. Various terrifying monsters took turns to fight, and he did not continue to use his flesh to shuttle the battlefield. Instead, he put on the Soaring Snake Mecha. Sometimes the repair place was breached by beasts. He had to make a cameo reinforcement to fill the gap. Among the mercenaries, his strength was not conspicuous, and the only reason for other mercenaries to remember him was It was the Black Star mercenary group that took the initiative to undertake the field reconnaissance mission. Many mercenaries felt that Han Xiao was a lunatic. When the next field troop shifts, the mercenary group must suffer heavy losses.

Every day, a large number of soldiers are killed in action, and the mutilated corpses are transported back to the rear for claims. Many weapons and vehicles in the defensive circle are damaged, and the defense becomes more and more difficult. Only the nine battleships in the sky remain motionless. fire. The Sunil tribe has limited resources and the energy of battleships is scarce. Only when the real super-powerful monsters appear at the end stage will the battleships join the battle. Moreover, the interstellar-class warships built by Sunil will fly around the surface of the planet for three or four days at most, and then the energy will drop to the warning line. In addition to guarding the sky, the main role of the nine warships is to ensure that civilians can be transported away when the situation is critical. Abandoning the main city and running away from the tail is equivalent to a retreat.

Seven or eight days later, the city attracted a strange safety period, and the alarm that represented the end of the catastrophe sounded again. This time everyone was distributed with breathing masks, not only the logistics staff, but even some power users also entered the facility to take refuge.

buzzing-

The overwhelming sound of insect wings flapping sounded, and thick black clouds rolled in, all of which were extremely aggressive small insects, densely packed, like tides and waves.

The next chapter will be written after 12 o'clock, everyone should not cultivate immortals, you will lose a lot if you make a golden elixir...