Chapter 471: Narrative

Miveman sat on the ground, only a single figure, without a word, his eyes stared at the dripping from the armor plate.
For a moment, he wondered if the water was seeping out of the hammer, and he laughed at the idea.
If it was infiltrated from inside, it must be that guy drinking again.
Thinking this, he noticed the rotting pits on the armor plate.
As soon as he returned to the camp, the jīqíng factor in his body disappeared, like the tide that receded after the storm, revealing the debris it passed.
The boys walked past him, all drank seven meats and eight vegetarians, all busy playing, and the big urn hung on the fire in the distance was simmering fresh miscellaneous thick soup, and the strong fishy smell filled the air.
The rare food in the waste city is now open to supply, of course, the availability of raw materials is also a factor.
Some kids looked at him, but he avoided their eyes carefully. He didn't want to talk to any kid, he didn't want to look in their eyes.
He stood up and walked down the long gray stone road, he didn't know where to go until he stopped.
In the end he just sat back against the wall, waiting for something meaningful to happen.
He was convinced that it was a few hours ago. He blinked, shook his head, feeling tired and empty.
He looked at the hammer hammer lying quietly in the darkness, feeling that there was only this sealed grave in the world.
He held up his hands and stared at his palms.
What am I doing? I am not a warrior, never...
He heard other boys talking about counterattacks and counterattacks until the blood of the enemy spilled into their land.
Their blood, their land.
"Thinking too much will kill an Ok, you know what."
Suddenly, a voice came from above his head.
He raised his head, a sharp face with sharp white skin, and the big guy in heavy mechanical armor was looking down at him.
The other party was so huge that Miveman felt like a fart.
"overlord."
He flinched, his voice trembling a little, and then he straightened up.
Crossing Guck, he also saw his boss Namat's iron-green face, and many fierce guards.
When it is over, the boss must be very angry.
Miveman had a desperate idea. Undoubtedly, even the hegemony was shocked by the losses he caused. It is estimated that he will be short of arms and legs this time to survive. It is impossible to book a mechanical prosthesis in advance.
"I heard you are in trouble, on the way."
Guk's tone was very gentle, and he could not hear any emotions.
"Yes... oh, no, that... everyone, everyone"
Mi Weman was a bit overwhelmed. He danced for a long time without explaining his ideas, and Guk was not angry because he knew that the mechanics were often not so good at speaking, asking them to express a thing clearly, or something. This principle is very difficult.
Or it is very difficult for most of Oak.
"Did you bring the body back?"
"Yes! Yes!"
"Take me to look at it."
"This way!"
Following Miveman to the edge of the Hammer, Guk saw the debris piled on the ground.
He used mechanical claws to hook up some details for a while and found that this is a very complicated mechanical structure, but it is not the same as the rough style of Ok, it is very fine, neatly cut under the armor plate, it is a lot of fine hair Wire metal wire and a connector smaller than the needle.
His first reaction was that this was not something that a stupid guy could do.
Then, he tore off some residual organic matter from the metal shell and put it under his nose to sniff.
It's smelly, but it's not the kind of smelly guy. It's another taste. It's not strange, but Guk will not remember what it is for a while.
"Strange..."
He picked up a damaged weapon and looked at it carefully, confirming that it was definitely not something that a stupid guy could make.
"...By the way, didn't you say that there were many powerful guys in the hands of stinky guys."
Guk turned his head to Grak who had just arrived.
"Well, yes, the boys picked up a lot of big guns and cannons, which is a little more powerful than the ones we built."
"I'm thinking--"
Guk stared at the wreckage on the ground, and after a pause, he said:
"Who is helping the scoundrels and sending them weapons."
"overlord."
Mi Weiman, who had been afraid to speak, suddenly stood up, and then handed out with trembling hands, Gook looked down and found a pale blue crystal in the palm of the other hand.
"This one!"
Gook grabbed it, and he finally remembered where the disgusting smell came from. For so long, he even forgot these enemies.
"Where did you find it!"
"Just, inside these things."
Gook glanced at Grak, who blinked and said:
"That hole, I remember."
"Arcanist!"
Gu Kehan ​​hatred the name, and then smashed the crystal in his hand.
"They hooked up with the stink guy."
"Boss, let's do stinky guys first! Then we will do these...Oh what!"
Needless to say, Gluck put the death penalty on these shrimps who kept looking for things in his heart, and those stink guys were going to die too. Only Ouke would be left on this planet!
"Tell me, how did you meet them, how did you fight them up, how many are there."
Although surrounded by many bosses, Miveman knew that he should have passed the level today, so he was relieved a lot and his teeth became clear.
It took him an hour to recount the original encounter today, including frequent equipment failures, enemies’ haunting, and their thrilling close-up fighting process in armor...
Under the vivid description of the other party, the big brothers around were frightened, not that there was an exclamation, and even the boys around were attracted a lot, but the guards stopped them outside.
"-- Then everyone fired! Boom! It flew into the sky! The razor number was overwhelmed, and the other two heads were burst!"
After talking, Miveman swallowed his throat, and his throat was almost smoking, but he didn't dare to ask for a bowl of water.
"Tu~EbookFREE.me~ Good luck, this survived."
"If I were to die, I wouldn't sit in this iron coffin."
"You can't come out and punch them with fists, counsel!"
Guk looked down at Miveman, was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to interrupt the noise of the bosses.
"what's your name."
"Mi, Miweiman, they like to call me the engine, and I do the best engine--"
"I remember you."
After speaking, Guk turned around with the leaders and left. Miveman stayed there for a long time without understanding the meaning of the other party. There was no imaginary punishment or expected reward.
That's it?
His mind couldn't turn away at once.
Ask for a ticket~~~!