Chapter 4: Birthday Show

"One-eyed dragon, don't think that Miss Bernice likes you by saying a few words to you, the honorable lady is sympathetic to you, disabled, and has no money! The young lady is kind, she is like an angel in the mechanical academy. Can you give happiness to angels? No, you can't, you can't even afford the ointment for shoe shine! Eugene said, pushing his companions beside him, and several of them laughed quietly.

"If you want to stand too, I'll talk to Professor Uno." Komet said lightly.

"Eh, I have something to discuss with you." Eugene waved his hand, looking at Cordant with a pair of slender eyes.

"Didn't Professor Uno say that just now? Tomorrow, the final assessment of mecha control will be held, and teams of two will be scored. I want to be in a group with you, and you're going to lose to me. Eugene held his head in one hand and smiled.

With his hands in his pockets, Corgate didn't speak, staring at Eugene's left eye, which was covered by a black blindfold.

"Well, tomorrow is Miss Bernice's birthday, and I've prepared a great show to confess to her. Miss is like a princess, she likes mecha knights the most, will she refuse the confession of a mecha knight who easily defeats her opponent? I need a poor guy to play with me. Eugene said, pulling a card out of his pocket and placing it on the table.

It was a black rectangular card, the size of a palm, and it looked unremarkable, but Komet was stunned. Printed with the logo of the Farad consortium, the large corporation that controls the mining and processing of most of the rare metals in the sanctuary area, is a maple leaf pattern made of five diamond-shaped crystals.

"Take this card and go to our Farad company and get a job. Although you are only a metallurgical worker, you should know what it is like to work under the big chaebols, right? Eugene said intriguingly.

Corgate did know, even very well, that he was graduating from the academy in less than a few months, and with his background and family background, it was almost impossible to find a decent job under the big chaebol. When the Kingdom of Byttin was destroyed, all the property and rights of the Atio family had been almost wiped out. The big corporations looked down on a poor man like him, even though he had the qualities of a good mechanic.

Like him, he might be able to work in the Guardian Army. But with his physical fitness, he can never become a fighter, at most he is a logistics mecha maintenance man. If you can really enter the Farad Company as Eugene said, even if you are just a metallurgical worker, your annual salary will be several times that of the Guardian Army.

"I suggest you think about it," Eugene said calmly, clasping his hands, as if he were bound to win, "you just need to choose me as your rival tomorrow to get the job." ”

Eugene knew very well that he didn't need to remind Cordant to "act" in tomorrow's showdown. There is no way this guy can win him, this poor ghost is not only blind in one eye, but also born with a disability, his heart is not complete from birth, it is less than a normal person, as long as he exercises vigorously, he will be out of breath and even faint.

Eugene touched the knuckle of his hand while fantasizing about easily defeating Corgate tomorrow, and then half-knelt in front of Bernice in a steam mech, opening his mechanical palm, and inside was a blue cornflower. It would be a beautiful picture, with milky white steam surrounding the silver-haired maiden, as if she were wearing a wedding dress.

"I'll choose you as my opponent tomorrow," Korment's voice sounded slowly, his voice was a little cold, like a wind blowing through frost, "I'm looking forward to tomorrow's performance." ”

Eugene was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the blonde teenager, his only eye shining with a dark red light.

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The buildings on both sides of the street have been renovated, and the Guardians have built supply warehouses every few buildings. It was a facility used to replenish the energy and weapons of the Mecha Knights when the demons rushed into the streets. Each ancient building is surrounded by a new alloy baffle, behind which there is a passage to the underground where civilians can take refuge.

The combination of ancient European architecture and new-age metal machinery is wonderful, like putting a horse in heavy armor, showing both its streamlined muscles and bright eyes, and the metal protection that brings an incomparable sense of security. This combination is abrupt, but it is just right, and the land that has been trampled by demons has always been so peculiar.

Korment tossed his bag behind him, slung it over his shoulder with one hand, and grasped a paper bag containing freshly baked bread in the other. From time to time, a few wisps of steam carrying the smell of lube wafted from the alleys along the street, mixed with the aroma of bread and wheat, and if you smell it carefully, you can distinguish the saltiness in the faint sea breeze.

This is the Euro-13 refuge area, which used to have a nice name, called "Baiting".

Leaving the main neighborhood and expertly navigating through several oil-stained alleys, Cordant stopped in front of a small, shabby shop.

It was a mechanical repair shop, and the door was so narrow that it was easy to ignore if you weren't paying attention. On the door of the shop hung a sign that read: Snoff Machinery Repair Shop. The door is welded out of several worn metal plates, with a small piece of glass on it that allows a view of the dark interior. An old brass bell was hung on the side as a doorbell.

Instead of ringing the doorbell, Komet pushed the door in, he was a regular customer here, or "employee".

"Just put the bread on the table." The pink-haired girl said, wiping her sweat with a towel that hung over her shoulder as she tightened a button on the mechanism with a giant wrench. If she hadn't smelled the wheat aroma of the bread, she would have immediately stopped what she was doing, smiled and said kindly: "Snoff mechanical repair shop, is there anything you need help with?" ”

"Chest deck?" Surprised, Komette walked up to the girl and stroked the huge metal carapace in front of her with his hand.

"Rare, it's the first time I've put buttons on this kind of mecha." The girl tossed the wrench in her hand and picked up another button, which was yellow and the size of a cherry.

"A whole mech? Someone will send an entire mech here for repairs? Comet was even more surprised, and he snapped his knuckles and tapped the mottled carapace with a crisp sound.

"What? We don't have that qualification in the store, huh? Dead boy, come to the back and show you something even more exotic! The girl pursed her lips and looked at Corgate with slanted eyes.