Transcendental Mechanic: Three hundred 44 see you again (part 1)

The returning field team disbanded and rested. Leilton jumped on one leg, preparing to go to the "Doctor" for repair. Han Xiao whistled and motioned for Leilton to come over.

"It's you, you are still alive." Leilton jumped to Han Xiao.

"This sentence should be my turn to ask you." Han Xiao glanced at his amputated limb.

"Several times of danger, I almost died." Leighton took it lightly.

Although he is not very acquainted with Han Xiao, but seeing that an acquaintance who can be regarded as a friend is still alive, Leilton's face is soothing.

Han Xiao raised the toolbox in his hand and said, "You seem to need a smart mechanic."

"Is it free this time?" Leighton brows rise.

Han Xiao eyes turn, "Invite me to drink a glass, the same bar as last time."

At this time, it is a period of murderous vacuum, and there is time to rest. The officer sees that Black Star Mercenary Group has taken the initiative of being a field reconnaissance, and once again gave Han Xiao the privilege of entering the city.

Reilton had spare colonial arms. Han Xiao quickly installed and repaired him. Originally, Reilton only had his right hand as a flesh, but now he is also broken. For the time being, he didn’t care, but his expression was calm and he didn’t care. Only the right hand was lost.

The two entered the city and came to the Melos’ bar according to the meaning of Han Xiao. Many guests are drinking today. They are civilians nearby. The soldiers outside the city are fighting in blood. Most of the civilians are hiding at home or the official Emergency Evacuation. There are also a few people who choose to use alcohol to dispel fear. 90% of the shops in the entire city were closed during the scourge, but the Melos’ bar was opened correctly, so there were many guests and some noisy.

Before coming to the bar, Han Xiao said: "Two signboards."

"A cup." Leighton interjected.

Mellos looked up drunk and looked at Han Xiao’s face, his face changed, "It’s you again!"

He has an impression of Han Xiao, and somehow the weirdo who came to his home to seek notes from his brother’s relics seems to have his secrets.

"What do you want to do again?"

Han Xiao laughed: "Just come and have a drink."

Melos looked at Han Xiao for a long time before he was reluctant to take out a bottle of wine. Han Xiao didn't talk to him anymore, drinking and chatting with Leighton casually. Upon seeing this, Melos temporarily put his doubts away, turned around to greet other guests, and erected his ears to eavesdrop on the conversation between Han Xiao and Leighton.

Han Xiao glanced at Leighton’s broken arm and said, "Aren’t you in pain?"

Reilton shook his head. "When I was in the colony, the doctor cut off my sensory nerves. The injury will not affect my battle power."

"You are a ability user, the cloak will weaken your ability, how to go to the cloak?"

Railton pursed said calmly: "Weakness is weak, so that you can live longer, dead people are useless."

"In order to live longer, choose the cloak and take the initiative to perform the most dangerous field combat missions. You really love the ethnic group deeply." Han Xiao blinked and raised his eyebrows: "No one is born. Hero, it seems that you superpowers of the Sunil tribe are too selfless. Presumably have their own reasons, it is better to tell me, I am curious."

Railton was silent, his eyes revealing memories, and his tone fluctuated a bit, as if thinking of the past was difficult to calm down, slowly said: "Like all other Sunilian, I used to have a perfect family, my father was strict, Mother, amiable, and two younger sisters, I was a child when the dark star struck, and I still remember the laser cannon that fell from the sky, like a waterfall, and the most magnificent building in the city center instantly turned to fly ash. We join the fleeing crowd, and the military soldiers protect us. They know that they will die if they stay and they will give us priority to leave."

"Unfortunately, my family failed to board the rescue boat of Godola. They died halfway. A laser beam turned my parents into ashes. I was just a child who was afraid of collapse. I only knew Weeping, following the refugees, and numbly moving forward. Every day, the army will distribute very little food to the refugees. I am so hungry that I can’t control myself at all. To my sister. At that time, I just wanted to live, I didn’t know how to think about other things, and then... my two sisters starved to death."

Reilton stopped, and his tone was low, "I still remember their sullen expressions, their skinny palms dragging my clothes, they stared at me as if they were hungry, but they were unable to speak. Now, those two pairs of desperate eyes are carved into my eyes, my brain is blank, a few seconds like a century, and I dare to take a big breath when their hands are sluggish. I was terrified at that time, I don’t I can believe what I did. If I distribute the food to my sister, even if I am hungry, we can all survive, but I didn’t understand anything at the time. Starved to death...

I was numb with the crowd and boarded the rescue boat. I don’t know where to go in the future. At that time, many children who lost their families like me were handed over to the disabled veterans. A group of children and I were assigned to a veteran. Live with him, he raises us, teaches us to fight, he is a rude person and lacks patience, but he is a good person and a good soldier. Many of our superpowers are orphans who were raised by their ethnic groups.

I gradually regard the veteran as my adoptive father, but I have always had a thorn in my heart. I feel that my past is too dark and I always feel that I am a wicked person. If I tell my adoptive father, will he drive me away? One day I was impulsive and told the story of my sister’s death. He scolded me for a meal, not because of my selfishness, but because I had this leisurely memory of the past, it’s better to save this time to train , He said that the current ethnic group is approaching the point of destruction, and there is no time to be caught in the past. Even if I am an unscrupulous thug, as long as I pick up a gun to defend the ethnic group, there will be only one identity-a soldier, no one cares about my past, only Care what you can do..."

Han Xiao touched his chin, "What about that veteran?"

"For the first time when the scourge came, the disabled soldier could be assured of being protected, but he took the initiative to apply to the battlefield, and then he sacrificed. I later learned that ~IndoMTL.com~ he belonged to the refugee who originally protected us Formation, I used to get food from him... and then later, I became a mercenary." Reilton shook his head. "The ethnic group has great gratitude to me, so now I have so much power, I just What a reward of contribution."

"So your dedication is mainly for gratitude?" Han Xiao turned his head, Melos, who was eavesdropping on the ears of shot a look at, Melos was expressionless, and he slammed the empty wine bottle on the table, turning his head impatiently. Going away, it seems too lazy to listen to this conversation.

"Not all, but also for the continuation of the race." Talking once in a while, the sadness of losing his comrades this morning has also been diluted, and Leighton also wants to know Han Xiao a little more. Me, let me talk about you, you..."

At this time, Han Xiao suddenly got up and interrupted: "Sorry, I have a little personal business. I will leave for a while."

Reilton was helpless. Shouldn't friends make courtesy? How can I run away after listening to my experience? It feels like being taken advantage of.

Han Xiao stepped aside and approached Melos and said, "I want to talk to you alone."

Meloston looked alert, "What the **** do you do?"

Han Xiao came straight to the point this time, "I know a lot about you, such as your strength, the legacy your brother left you, etc. Maybe you are interested in hearing about the future of the Sunil tribe."

The future? !

The word surprised Melos. He was even more unsure of Han Xiao’s intentions and wondered: "What the **** are you?"

"I am a predictor, or you can call me...prophet."

Han Xiao smiled strangely.

The reason why he has contacted Melos many times because he knows that Melos’ hides his identity-this guy is the protagonist of the Sunil tribe! !

PS: (The strength of the nightmare in the previous chapter is wrong, it is D-level, not B-level, it has been modified)