Chapter 105: Punk Engine
Punk engine, the second person in "Snow Country", ranks twelfth in the global heaven list, and is a well-deserved god-level figure.
As a heavy machine pilot, she loves to manipulate huge machines and improve her personal combat power. She also loves heavy firepower, and her philosophy is that "caliber determines victory or defeat". She is recognized as the most inspirational god in the whole "Qiankun", as a mage apprentice who stopped at the stage of communication elements and was judged by her mentor to have no future, she has only one legal skill [electromagnetic mastery] from beginning to end, which can be comparable to a warrior in melee combat.
Maybe it's because of his personality, the punk engine doesn't have many friends and is always alone. She silently tossed and turned one battlefield after another, because only the battlefield was her stage. Even though she doesn't like to rely on others, players rely on her because as long as she's on her side, faction clash is a sure win. She and the Necromantic King, the former Reappearance, did not know each other, and finally reached an agreement, the former Reappearance was responsible for providing ammunition and logistics, and the punk engine was for the Snow Federation to face the incoming gods.
In the "Doomsday Encounter", the punk engine held on to the polar ridge and lasted for three hours and fifty-nine minutes before dying at level 71.
"Hey, where's the new clothes?"
The woman sitting in the snow with her back to the robot's leg asked. When she speaks calmly, her voice is like rubbing her soul after penetrating the listener's scalp, and the lines of her voice can be clearly felt; She wore smoky makeup, half of her scalp was bruised, and the other side of her brown hair was hastily tied with blue wire; She wore a baggy sweatshirt with unzipped up, revealing a white sports vest and abs. Just by appearance, no one can associate this raunchy woman with a tough, wild punk engine.
"Here." The person who answered her was a reappearance of the past that came with a deep foot and a shallow foot. He tossed the suitcase in his hand, and the woman caught it steadily.
Coming to the robot, the former reappearance couldn't help but caress its mottled shell, and sighed: "This is the only LD29 (Leibniz das Exoskelett 29) in the military factory, do you know that it is twice as expensive as my life?" β
"It's really worth the money, and it's the first time I've seen a mecha that can withstand the attacks of the great god players." Punk Engine opens the case and pulls out a black bodysuit. She stood up and began to change her clothes: "Rest assured, I cherish it too, every time I smoke, I leave the cockpit open, and it won't leave a smell." β
Oddly enough, Punk Engine has an indestructible robot, but she is particularly fond of opening the cockpit canopy to snipe distant enemies with the naked eye, and only when she is serious will she close the hatch and use the mechanics to assist in combat.
The "robot" is actually an "abomination" of small mecha from the military factory, which was designed by the Iron FΓΌhrer before the closure of the military factory, only made a prototype, and has not yet set a series number, and it has been renamed LD29 and classified into the LD series (individual exoskeleton), Katerina objected to this, because the Iron FΓΌhrer seemed to want to use it to create a new series and realize the unitization of armaments, so that it could be better produced, managed, transported, and distributed in logistics. The characteristics of LD29 are just like its nickname "Abomination", which is no longer a one-way specialization, but more like a weapon platform body that can choose different external equipment according to the situation, and the degree of mechanization is even greater than that of individual exoskeletons, and the two cannot be generalized. The Punk Engine uses its abilities to add a variety of components to create a very personal infantry mech.
Without the king's command, the accompanying furnace ghosts flocked to replace the mecha parts. Although this is the only prototype in the world, fortunately, the Iron FΓΌhrer first refers to the existing parts before designing, rather than making a prototype first and then designing new supporting parts
The arsenal is still stocked for repairs.
Putting a sweatshirt on a tights, the punk engine picks up a pile of rags (it turned out to be another burnt-smelling bodysuit) on his toes and stuffs it into his suitcase: "Where's your friend?" β
"You mean June?"
"Or else? Do you think you have other friends? β
The old man reappeared and took the suitcase: "It's not your turn to say this." He doesn't go online. β
"The advice given by the innocent moaning is to let him hide?" The punk engine fumbled into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigars.
"What else could it be? This method is the least costly. You've been forced to use XCOM today. β
"Can you not use a didactic tone? It's okay, as long as it's not a white night streamer, I can handle it. β
The punk engine pestles the cigar back to the past. In the past, he consciously changed his position, blocked the wind for the cigar, stretched out his index finger, pressed it on the head of the cigar, and successfully lit it in less than two seconds, and then shook off the fire on his finger: "Are you so addicted to smoking in reality?" β
"No, this wooden box in my hand Havana sells for 1,500 rubles in reality, and I can't afford it." The punk engine sits on a cigar and lazily looks at the gray sky with no view to speak of.
"When I have the money, how about I send you a few boxes?"
"Hahaha! Or don't, smoking will make my breasts shrink and sag, I'm still young, I don't want to get out of shape early. It's good to have fun in the game. β
"I'll be stationed on the battlefield tomorrow so that I can meet you." The old days have reappeared abruptly and authentically. "Don't be too busy rejecting me. XCOM is not truly invincible. β
"I didn't think about rejecting you, I was an amorous little virgin." The punk engine scoffed mercilessly. "I just don't have a co-opter around me who can light cigars."
Qingyi was bored lying on the windowsill, looking at the trees on the street. Normally, he was playing Qiankun at this time, but Moan Wai suggested that it was better for him not to be online.
In fact, he also knew that this was the best choice, but he couldn't say it himself, otherwise it would be too despicable and shameless to let his allies deal with the mess, and he would be chic and happy, what's the matter?
After hesitating for a while, he finally chose to go to Li Mo for dinner, and asked him to give some advice by the way. When he went downstairs, he happened to bump into Dora, a female neighbor who was carrying her bags upstairs, maybe because she was too bored, he took the initiative to talk: "Hey, are you going on a trip?" β
Dora took off her headphones: "It's you, Zhang!" I'm going to the music festival! Lollapalooza Music Festival in Chicago. Did you know that my favorite band is also gone, and you should definitely hear their new singles! β
"It sounds great, and I want to go there and feel the atmosphere when I have the chance." Qingyi nodded again and again, shaking his head in his heart. Traveling from the Northeast to the Midwest, just to see a concert? Unreasonable. It's still the most comfortable to stay at home.
Who knew that Dora patted him on the shoulder with shiny eyes: "Really? I have a friend who is the bassist of the band, and he invited me to listen to them, how about you go with you? β
How complex your friends are! Qingyi smiled bitterly: "Is your friend also in Chicago?" β
"Hahaha, it's funny. Right in Boston, a bar, not far away. Seeing Qingyi's hesitation, Dora struck while the iron was hot: "Please, girls don't like otaku and weirdos, you should try something new!" β
Qingyi raised his hand in surrender: "Okay, I accept your suggestion." β
"That's it, I'll let you know in advance!" After high-fives with Qingyi, Dora went home in a happy mood; And Qingyi shrugged, thinking that maybe he could pass the time by visiting the show a little
to make up for the emptiness caused by not being able to play games.
System prompt: Jiang Huahuo wins!
The duel ended, and the two were teleported to their original location. The first thing Jiang Huahuo did when he came out was to immediately put away the "Ancestral Dragon Battlefield", if he wanted to take out this battle again, he would be a fool. At the same time, Hibiscus Yuxiang's level 1 experience was deducted, and the global ranking went wild! And Jiang Huahuo's ranking has risen sharply, and he has come to the second place in "Huaxia" and the ninth in the world in one breath!
"Beauty, if there's nothing to do, I'll leave first, I have a full schedule, I wanted to invite you to a cup of coffee, but I have to make an appointment next time." Jiang Huahuo tapped his left wrist with concern, and there was clearly no watch there.
Hibiscus Yuka recollected her expression and said with a smile: "After leaving the duel space, now I can exert all my strength without any scruples, and it is not just a salamander that I am summoning." β
Jiang Huahuo couldn't cry or laugh: "Beauty, why bother to be angry? You haven't been able to take me down on what you're best at, so you might as well switch to another opponent, right? If I really want to fight, I can only accompany me to the end. β
"You said you would be with me to the end, but your toes weren't facing me, so you didn't want to face me, Oba?"
Jiang Huahuo secretly scolded "It's a micro-expression again", and ran wildly, wanting to stay away from the hibiscus Yuxiang. Since you didn't bluff the other party, you can only run away. In fact, I found that the Korean god was stronger than I imagined. He suddenly remembered a rumor: the Korean gods set up an e-sports club, playing "Qiankun" as a regular job, and implemented closed training camps, in addition to improving the character level and striving for various ways to become stronger, they also have to spend a lot of time on PK practice in the team.
Being able to invest a lot of capital in the game, South Korea is worthy of being an e-sports powerhouse, and the average level of its gods must be above the gods of other countries!
However, he had barely taken a few steps before he stepped into the air, and there was a perfectly disguised pit under his feet!
Who dug the trap?
He reacted quickly, and took a mouthful of saliva into the distance, teleporting to the point where the saliva landed with [Water Realm Shift], although it was a little indecent, but he finally avoided it. He glanced at the pit, only to see that there was a steel cone inserted underneath, which was clearly not something that summoning magic could do, even if it was done by other magic, it was far-fetched!
Looking at the personal state, the law is still "tampered with" by the other party to become "fair". The effect of "fairness" is that both sides will be teleported to another space during the duel, but they are not teleported at the moment, indicating that this is not a one-on-one duel! Judging from the arrangement of the pit, this woman actually called for helpers...... He's being beaten!
"I hope I can grow a little bit after fighting you" Hibiscus Yuka only said beautifully at all, she was more willing to win the victory in front of her than the unrealistic possibility of growth! Jiang Huahuo has persisted in the "Doomsday Confrontation" for the longest time, which shows in disguise that his strength may still be above Yu Qingfeng, and if Jiang Huahuo is killed, Hibiscus Yuxiang will inevitably rise in value! Sure enough, Koreans have a strong sense of national pride, but when combined with an inextricable inferiority complex, they become pathological, so they will do whatever it takes to win.
A hint of enlightenment swept through his heart, and Jiang Huahuo muttered, "Yes, yes!" That's where you'll never be able to compare to 'Killing God'. β
"What did you say?" Hibiscus narrowed her eyes.
Because of that enlightenment, Jiang Huahuo was in a very good mood, and laughed: "It's nothing, you reminded me, you made me understand where my shortcomings are!" β
Enduring the sharp pain in his heart, he took a step forward, the tip of the spear parallel to the tip of his toe.
If you want to use me as a stepping stone for the "first person", then I will use your sacrificial spear to attain the status of "killing gods!!