Chapter 562: Flesh and blood is weak (1)

Chang Yu was standing in front of the rusty machine, covered with the smell of scorching and rotten Chinese medicine.
He recalled the afternoon when he first saw the steam train many years ago. It was steel, sparks, noise, and surging power. At that moment, the fifteen-year-old boy fell into a tremendous shock beyond words. Since then, hammers, gears, clockwork, air valves, and those surging flames and steam have become Chang Yu's best partners. They communicate with each other.
Today.
In the eyes of Chang Yu, the obscure, out-of-order text and abstract and complicated graphics in the Book of Creation are vivid picture books.
He seems to have seen an unheard of barbaric era: all kinds of reptiles curled up under palm trees, the earth is hard red earth, the bottom of the sea is occupied by teleost fish, and the top predator is a giant with transparent wings Dragonflies, primitive bipedal uprights rely on humble iron to defend against various beasts.
Until one day, upright people found strange shells on the beach that can evaporate sea water and resemble hot pot ...
The life of the Homo erectus has changed dramatically since then.
Inspired by native shells, they proposed a new natural science. The creations of erectiles range from native shells to clay and bronze. For centuries, driven by the desires and wisdom of erectiles, from " The products derived from "Nature" are changing with each passing day.
You can almost touch the cloud minaret on the edge of the sky, dive deeper than 100,000 meters in marine submersibles, and then replace the steam components that can replace most of the organism's organs.
People stand upright into the sky and do everything. They called themselves scholars and formed a city-state named Lalaiye, the heyday of the uprights.
Frame freeze.
All sorts of strangeness, technology and knowledge beyond the imagination of ordinary people are like a flowing river, washing Chang Yu's soul. Sealed in ultra-ancient history, the pinnacle technology that once brought Lalaiye glory and destruction, allowing twenty triathlons to run at the same time, also opened the corner of the iceberg in front of Chang Yu.
Chang Yu closed the Book of Creation. There was a fierce throbbing pain in his heart, and he even suspected that he would be violently hypertensive the next moment, but he still bit his lip and remembered the hard-won knowledge.
It was just a humble stream in Laleille's ocean of knowledge, but he had been digesting it for a long time.
The machine tool emits a sharp buzz, the fire is flaming, the gears rotate, and Chang Yu wears single-sided copper-frame glasses. His thin shadow is dim in the dark room. Occasionally, he can see various steam tools in his hands that are not named. Shadows of dancing claws under the fire.
About two or three hours later, under the control of Chang Yu, a set of strangely shaped steam equipment gradually took shape.
It consists of a brass mask that covers the nose, mouth and chin. It is connected with a one-handed copper armour and a leg shield of the same color. At first glance, it looks like a half-bodied soldier.
Chang Yuzheng sat on the ground, turned up his trouser legs, took off the gauze on his legs, put on the leggings, and gently twisted the clockwork. Two keychains penetrated Chang Yu's wound brutally. His eyes were raised and his neck was stuffy. He snorted, and his nose was sweating.
About two minutes, Chang Yu stood up and walked back and forth for two steps. His right leg miraculously restored support!
Chang Yu wore a brass faceless face, and the brown pipe had been connected to the single-arm armor and leggings. The stains on his body, the sweat of the wolf, and the heavy brass equipment gave him a little psychedelic doom steam. style.
Click it!
In the end, Chang Yu put on his right armband and re-examined his room in the rags. Everywhere was wreckage of machines that had been dismantled and reused.
There is only one pocket steam soldier, and it is still well preserved.
It is only sixty to seventy centimeters tall, with a thin and smooth structural curve. It is not as heavy as an individual soldier. The curves and muscles of the steel limbs are generally the same. It was empty, without a head.
Each part of the individual soldier can be disassembled, can be worn, and even without human driving, you can complete some simple combat group actions independently.
This is a steam soldier designed by Chang Yu and polished by Li Yan's hands. Due to the limitation of materials and time rush, the technical level can barely reach six cores, but it must be the wateriest and worst six core soldiers in history ... ...
Chang Yu stared at the pocket soldier for a while, reached out and groped for a while. After turning a knob, the entire soldier was torn apart and disassembled into a ground part.
"Let's start over,"
Chang Yu whispered hoarsely, his right arm armor was split from the middle, and four or five metal limbs with different tools came out.

"I have a very good employee who designed the final solution of the giant Imere just a few days ago. He is the pride of Enfield."
St. Yves faced the spring breeze: "Come here, Robert. This is our mayor, St. Francisco."
Robert smiled reluctantly, and bowed to shake hands with Mayor Michael.
"young and promising."
"You flatter me."
St. Yves patted Robert's shoulder: "He solved the high-energy overload problem of the eight-core steam giant Imir with new technology. This technology will be applied to brand-new transport machines. Our factory no longer needs so many Chinese guy. Get rid of these tapeworms and San Francisco will usher in a brighter future. "
"Ahem, please, St. Yves, would you please come?"
Roberta came to the corner with Saint Yves, suppressing his voice and yelling, "You often refit the giant Emir, but you use his technology to transform the transport machine and try to squeeze his compatriots out of this city? Let those sweaty workers Homeless? How can you do such a thing. "
"Watch your attitude, Robert, I'm your boss. Not your buddy."
Saint Yves' face was relaxed.
He glanced at the graceful lady in the gorgeous ballroom, the gentleman with a decent manner, and their faces all had a relaxed smile. Someone talked softly about the fire that was severely wounded during the day, but soon drowned in many lace news and could not afford it Any storm.
"Dear Robert, our times are changing with each passing day. It is changing too fast. Some things are destined to be forgotten. Some are destined to be sacrificed. The Statue of Liberty can't remember the big teeth with braids. But he will Remember you. "
Saint Yves tidy Robert's clothes: "Relax, the party is about to start, you are our protagonist."
Robert's fist tightened and loosened, and he finally let out: "I can close my mouth, but you and I understand that the real protagonist is not me."
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