Chapter 2150: Scrap Station
Click!
There was a bang.
Scrap items of various sizes were pushed away, a hand reached out of the parts pile, and a metal spider leg on the top of the parts pile rolled down from the top of the garbage mountain, sliding down with the other parts, and the parts colliding with each other made a clanging sound.
The overseer of the garbage dump, a palm-sized ball, a robot with a 360-degree perspective detects an anomaly and goes to the location of the sound source to look around.
Mo Ye's hand sticking out of the garbage heap stiffened in mid-air, and a screw cap hanging in the center of his palm slipped off and scraped off a few pieces of corroded rust skin, making another string of sounds.
Overseer's Flyball stalled in mid-air, sending a message "No threat or signs of life found" and flew away.
When the last boatload of scrap poured down from the dump at the top of the dump, Overseer Flying Ball and all the staff left, and the dump fell silent.
Not even a single fly alive.
The thump thump sound sounded again, and with the strong wind, the scrapped parts on the garbage mountain rolled down like a landslide, and another metal arm poked out.
Two hands propped up, and then a head popped up, and when the whole body struggled out, Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief in the mecha cockpit.
A mecha covered in mottled rust with no metallic luster, and at first glance thought it was scrapped garbage, lying flat on its limbs in a pile of scrapped debris.
In the process of climbing out of the garbage heap, Mo Ye had just learned that he was wearing a mecha, and he was dazed and unfamiliar.
I thought to myself that this was probably the reason why I would be dumped in the garbage.
"Master, the mecha was activated the moment before you connected to the city network after being attacked by the phantom tentacles. ”
"Hmm. Mo Ye checked the model status of the mecha and recalled how this emergency defense mecha that he had forgotten came to be.
This is a customized defensive mecha given to each member of the regiment by Grand Master Yan, which is about two meters tall, and can automatically adjust its appearance according to the environment, with extremely strong concealment performance, at this moment, in a pile of scrap metal wreckage, the matte rust-colored mecha can be described as it.
The design of this mecha has a strong Burgess military industry characteristics, and as soon as you use it, you know that it is definitely an experimental product from the Burgess military industry, which is a few foolish guys who love to mess around and the Gobbles.
According to their different combat attributes and abilities, the details have been adjusted, and they are usually stored in special space equipment, and it will automatically activate when the threat to the body reaches the life threat warning standard line.
Although Mo Ye wears it with him, he has never used it, and he has not even tried it out, and the earrings are just decorations, and he didn't expect them to come in handy in Peters City, and for a while he didn't even remember that he was equipped with a mecha.
It turns out how important it is to be prepared.
Mo Ye was lying in the cockpit of the mecha, the cockpit of the light mecha was very narrow, just enough to accommodate one person to wear, which was equivalent to wearing a suit of armor.
It's slightly thicker than a close-fitting mecha, so you don't need to use your four limbs to control it, and you can operate flexibly as long as your mental strength is still there.
Mo Ye's right side of his body was still unable to move, and the pain came and went, beating his body like a wave, stimulating every nerve.
"I've already entered the city net?" Mo Ye asked helplessly after trying to clench the fingers of his right hand again and failed.
"Yes, master. ”
"Then why is the right side of my right hand still unable to move? "It stands to reason that she is a pure energy body in the city network, and should not be affected by physical trauma, even if in reality she is a disabled person with broken hands and feet, she can still walk like a fly in the city network, isn't the shaping and use of energy autonomous?
Mo Ye couldn't figure it out, the injured body was still outside the city network at this time, and it would be presented one-to-one in the city network?
Xiao Qi was very frightened, poked his fingers and looked helpless, "Master, the information is limited, and I can't make accurate guesses." ”
Mo Ye nodded, "What about Kasol, did you find it?"
"He's also thrown into a mountain of garbage, probably in any pile of waste. "Xiao Qi can't be sure which of these garbage is Casul.
Mo Ye spent some time lying flat and reading a series of guidance tutorials such as driving guides and novice navigation, and finally started the mecha and stood up tremblingly.
How swaying a mecha can be when it gets up and walks, just look at the ink night at this time, swinging left and right as if drunk.
Piloting a mech is not as easy as it seems, let alone the micro-manipulation of various detailed movements.
Mo Ye felt that he had not given Comrade Luo Haifeng the respect he deserved as a saint-level master, it was not easy.
Especially under the premise of physical injury, a hemiplegic mage lord stood up with difficulty.
It was too late, and it was too late, and in less than a second after getting up, it rolled off the top of the garbage, although in the end it was a successful landing.
"Master, are you alright?" Xiao Qi sat in a groove on the chest of the mecha, looking at Mo Ye's 'only I am the most swaying' walking posture, showing an extremely worried expression.
The master's mecha control level doesn't seem to have reached the passing line, so worried!
Mo Ye didn't plan to get out of the mecha, since she couldn't cast space magic, the mecha was also a good choice, and more importantly, Mo Ye didn't know that if there was no mecha disguise in this suspected scrap yard, she might be judged as an invasion threat, which would be too bad.
After Mo Ye got up, he finally mastered the control rhythm of the mecha's free walking, in fact, this is not the first time Mo Ye has piloted a mecha, but driving a mecha in space and acting on land are two completely different modes, not to mention that Mo Ye is still affected by the inability to move the right half of his body at the moment.
Every nerve, every minute and every second, no longer conveys a sharp feeling of pain, pain to numbness.
"Master, determine the location of Kasol, I have sent you the coordinates. ”
"Where's Lilith?"
"She was taken away by the dump staff when you and Kasol were dragged away and thrown into the scrapyard. ”
Mo Ye was flustered.
"Master, if Lilith falls into the hands of the Inspectorate, she may be used as a hostage to lure you into appearing again. ”
After all, Deacon Thomas is a strange thing that even ordinary staff can be dragged out as hostages, and there is probably nothing he can't do.
"Hmm. ”
Mo Ye walked to a mountain of garbage according to Xiao Qi's guidance, the wind rose, the waste products were lifted, and one by one they took off in the air, the front cover of the aircraft engine, the broken wings, the worn-out retro tires, and some strange parts that Mo Ye didn't know and had never seen were swept up by the wind and floated quietly in the air.
Finally revealed the masked Kasol.
Casul was dragged out and laid flat on the ground, and the remaining scrap parts were reinstated in their original state, a quick and quiet process.
Casul lay silent on the ground, looking like a lifeless ...... Mo Ye thought about it for a long time and felt that it was not accurate to describe it as a corpse, because the result of the scanning test was a bionic robot.
Mo Ye exerted his mental power to exert pressure, and it took a while for Kasol to gasp violently and sit up flat.
His eyes widened in horror and he gasped for breath, as if the drowning man had just emerged from deep water and finally surfaced.
"Awake?"
Kasol stood up and looked left and right until he saw the rusty mecha talking in front of him, and looked up and down, "Are you Moye?"
"Hmm" Moye was relieved to see Casul after giving him a definite answer.
"There was an accident on the train login and we fell from the sea of clouds, we should have been found by the scrap recycling station and thrown into the garbage dump, but fortunately, we were not sent to a different garbage pit. ”
"My body is still outside the city net, and it won't be attacked by fierce beasts?" She doesn't want to be trapped in the city net forever and become an online ghost or something, she needs to return to the real world.
This is what Mo Ye is most worried about after waking up, and it will not be more dangerous to be exposed to the fog area in a state where he cannot fight back without concealment, and he may be bitten and pulled to death by a fierce beast at any time, or even become a belly meal, and he panics when he thinks about it.
Kasol stared at Moye's mecha and tilted his head for a while without speaking, as if he was still digesting the fact that Moye was actually piloting the mecha.
"Your mech is rusty. ”
Mo Ye thought that they could suggest that Yan An add a peripheral function to the mecha design, such as rolling their eyes, firing eye knives, and the like.
"Answer my question. ”
"Don't worry, since we're safe in the city network means that our bodies are intact, the shape of the node train that logs into the city network will change, and the beast will no longer be a threat to it. ”
Moye noticed that Cassel paused for a moment, as if realizing that his words were inaccurate, and added, "I mean at least for a short time it can't pose a threat to the Sky Train, and you don't need to worry, the Star Key will protect your body, and after you enter the City Network state, the Star Key will turn on the full defense state, and you are very safe." ”
When he said the last sentence, Kasol was both very determined, but also a little helpless and funny, "You don't know, the last time you entered the city network, the inspection committee had already actually experienced it, and the defense and identification ability of the star key were so strong that those deacons were helpless. ”
Kasol laughed as he spoke, "The deacons are gritting their teeth and not being able to do anything about you. ”
Moya hooked the corners of her mouth, and she decided to trust Kasol, believing that the rune tablet would indeed protect her safety.
She could only believe so.
"Why do you want to enter the city network, I need to know what you are planning. ”
"I'm just on a mission, the deacons led by Chief Calis and Lord O'Neill Thomas are divided into two factions, and they have a big difference of opinion on your actions, I don't really know what happened, I just know that they all want the Star Key.
The Star Key can change the status quo of Peters City, which repeats the same point in time. Kasol shrugged helplessly, "You probably already know these things, which Lord Carris told me not long ago. ”
"What's your mission?"
"Bringing you into the city net, avoiding the fog zone because you caused a spatial shock that caused the beast forbidden line to stir, and obtaining the star key, this is the mission order issued by Lord Thomas. ”
"Do you think I'll give you the key of my own free will, or if you can snatch it?" ”
It's probably a bad joke.
"Nope. Kasol shook his head, "Chief Calis's mission order is to negotiate cooperation with you and gain your trust, and unlocking the time shackles of Peters City does not mean that we must be hostile. ”
"Oh no, there's a guard coming, we need to hide first. With that, Casor lay down on the spot, silent again, like a bionic robot corpse.
Mo Ye was stunned for a second, then crouched at the foot of the garbage mountain, and continued to pretend that he was a mecha wreckage.
A gray hole opened above the empty white wall, and three Overwatch Flyers entered, three beams of light scanning every nook and nook.
This kind of inspection is completed after three times, and finally leaves.
Just outside the white walls of the garbage pit, several people stand on the working platform of the scrap yard, and the station manager broadcasts the detection footage
"Look, there's nothing, we're here in a waste disposal center, there's no possibility of organic organisms, you're in the wrong place. ”
The investigator looked at the stationmaster of the scrap station suspiciously, "This is a search order issued by Deacon Thomas himself, please be cautious about it." ”
"Of course, of course. ”
Unable to obtain valuable information, the investigators left and prepared to rush to the next search point.
The person in charge of the scrap yard looked at the investigator who was walking away, then turned around to look at the huge white wall, the jet wheels under his feet activated, and flew away with a snort, muttering "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything." ”
Once again, calm has returned to the scrapyard.
"Deacon Thomas doesn't trust me, he must have sent someone else to find you, there is a threat from the city network itself in addition to the inspection committee, we can't stay in the scrapyard for a long time, it will be destroyed regularly at short intervals. ”
"Destroy?"
"yes, maybe you can think of it as waste decomposition, data shredding, whatever, we need to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible. ”
"Isn't this a city network, why did the train crash, why did there be all this metal wreckage?"
"It's common for the train to fail when accessing the city network at the time of login, the city network is not a place where you can log in at will, I think I once said that the city network is another world, and you can't understand this place with a virtual network like the star network. ”
Cassel didn't know how to explain the scientific basis of Moye.
Xiao Qi suddenly came up with another idea: "Master, will the interstellar network be the primary state of the Peters City Network, and if it continues to develop and evolve, will it evolve into the real world?"
But there hasn't been any breakthrough evolutionary change in the Star Net for tens of thousands of years, is it locked?"
The scrap yard should not stay for a long time, and finding the exit is a top priority.
Fortunately, as a veritable dead place, there are no supervisors here, although the city network itself can collect a full set of information about all the logins, and there is ubiquitous monitoring, but for the entire system, Mo Ye and Kasol are just inconspicuous drops of water in the vast ocean of information, and they will not deliberately check the flow and color of these two droplets.