When Victor awoke, he saw himself lying in the grip of a steam robot's grappling hook.

He recognized the robot, the one-of-a-kind Britz.

He asked Britz to put him down, and he found that Britz had put him on a rubble.

Victor immediately understood that all those he wanted to save were buried alive.

He did not feel grief, but simply lamented the bad luck of these patients.

This kind of psychology must be called by Jace as a disregard for life, but he did not know that he buried these lives with his own hands.

He sighed and began to work with Britz to collect some of the scattered crystal shards.

Britz's hands were too big to pick up the shards, so it was up to him to remove the stones, while Victor searched for the crystal shards under the stones.

In Victor's opinion, Jace's reckless aggression justified his goals, and it also made him more eager to help humans relieve themselves of the burden of flesh and blood.

Without the Hex-Energy Meter, the efficiency of finding crystal shards was unusually slow, and after trying to find several shards, Victor gave up on this wasted effort.

Victor knew that someone from the association would come and clean it up soon.

So he left with Britz in poor health, ready to use these crystal fragments to re-establish a laboratory and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback.

……

In the secret base of the Zaun fan

Ike sat at the second-hand workbench and wrote in his old yellow diary with a faded quill:

"On Monday, March 3rd, the weather was fine.

I hadn't kept a diary for days, and the toxic fog from the explosion kept me busy, and for seven days I kept making breathing apparatus out of the garbage parts I picked up and distributing them to all the members of the teenage gang.

Except for one person: Vi.

Vi isn't a member of the Zuan Miscellany, she's the boss of another gang, and we were connected to a green time of street adventures, but she got separated from us at the beginning of the explosion.

She fights very strongly, and she also has a sense of justice, she will definitely be able to survive this accident, as long as she finds an alchemist villain and snatches his breathing apparatus, this is easy for Wei, because her 'fist' is big, and in Zu'an, whoever has a big fist says garlic!

The rest of the members are not a big problem, they are still alive and kicking, except for Jinx.

Jinx inhaled some poison gas and was in a coma for several days, only waking up the other day.

During the time she was unconscious, we took turns taking care of her, and we couldn't do anything about poisoning, and we heard that Victor was treating the sick, but we would never give her to Victor's hands.

Every member of the Zuan Fans must ensure that their health is intact, which is one of our gang rules.

Luckily, Jinx survived, but her brain was affected by the toxin, and the whole person became insane.

Began to hallucinate, talking to himself.

She made herself two weapons, a three-barreled light machine gun called Bang Bang and a shark mouth rocket launcher called Fish Bone, and she graffiti them!

Not only that, but Jinx also started talking to her own weapons, and from then on, I didn't like her anymore.

According to an old fighter in the trench, Vi and Jinx were found by him from an abandoned double cradle, and he sent them to the dilapidated orphanage, the House of Hope, where they grew up and went out to hang out on the streets.

Are the two of them really twins?

One with pink hair and blue eyes, and the other with blue hair and pink eyes, they do look a little alike, but the difference between the two of them is too big, tall and strong, like a gorilla! Jinx is as thin as a flat-chested female monkey.

Oh, forgive me for my poor vocabulary, I'm just just able to recognize words, and I don't need to know so many words to invent, just have a smart head and dexterous hands.

I'm not sure if Jinx and Vi are in a real relationship, but they do call each other sisters on a regular basis.

At all costs.

Vi, if you're okay, please come back and see your sisters. ”

When Ike stopped writing and recorded what he was thinking, the yellowed pages were already covered with dandruff, which was proof that he had racked his brains.

Ike tidied up his mohican hairstyle, and he felt that the decision to cut one like this was enhanced, otherwise there would be far more dandruff on the diary than it does now.

Bang dang!

A reckless imp breaks into a secret base and accidentally kicks one of Ike's creations apart.

"Ayouna! This is the seventh time you've kicked my folding shoe rack! ”

"I'm very sorry, Boss Ike, I have an urgent report, and I'll help you fix the shoe rack right away."

With so many kicks and breaks, Ayouna had learned to assemble the delicate thing himself.

"What's going on this time? Which workshop's garbage dump has a new product? ”

Ike crossed Erlang's legs and placed his hand across the workbench he had picked up, his fingers tapping into a pleasant rhythm.

"The dumps were all new, and because of the toxic fog, new parts were piled high. But I'm not talking about this, it's an abandoned factory that just collapsed, and I picked it up in the ruins! See! ”

Ike looked at the palm of the goggles boy, and what he saw in front of him made him addicted!

A complete enhancer!

There are a lot of useful parts that can be disassembled!

"Does this thing look like an arm?" "Is there anything else there?" ”

"There should still be, I just heard the movement and went over and flipped through it a few times."

Ayouna triumphantly placed the augmentation on the workbench and smiled toothlessly.

"Then call the others right now, and we'll go over and pick up the garbage together, oh no! It's picking up treasures! ”

"Is the shoe rack left alone?"

"No matter, it's not worth mentioning."

"Wow, Boss Ike is so cool! can also engage in invention and literary brilliance, and can perfectly disguise yourself as a good child in front of your parents, I adore you so much! ”

“……”

Ike was speechless, but fortunately his skin was dark, and others couldn't see him blushing, and he walked out of the secret base quickly, and this little fan brother who gave him a headache followed him closely.

In addition to Ayouna, several other members who did not leave the base also followed Ike to their destination.

This group is either aggressive, curious orphans or runaway children, and their thirst for adventure is as contagious as gray pox.

Everyone has the same skill: some are good at climbing, some are good at carving, some are good at drawing, some are good at plotting.

Many Zu'an people are reluctant to receive an orthodox education, preferring to learn a craft in the way of master-apprentice inheritance, and these children who call themselves "Zu'an fans" worship the same master, that is, the labyrinthine streets of Zu'an, and they squander their youth in the company of the master in the form of young people.

The same adventurous spirit and love for Zuan bind them together to form this large family called Zuan Fan Tong.

In order to set their small group apart from other criminal gangs and alchemunk teenagers, Ike and his friends deliberately keep themselves in good health.

For them, amputation and fitting a reinforced prosthesis is a despicable waste of money...... In the same way, it is unacceptable to steal from those who have nothing or who are equally poor.

So those glamorous leather guys and prosthetic-enhanced alchemy bullies became the ideal targets for their pranks.

In their secret base, all kinds of stolen loot are decorated, as well as art paintings painted directly on the walls.

The Zaun fans feel invincible.

The group set off in a mighty way, and soon they came to their destination, a pile of unguarded ruins.