"Uncle Captain!!"

A fat orange ran in from the back of the small spaceship, jumped on Woolf's shoulder, and hugged his neck:

"Boom ......"

Woolf: "What's wrong?" He stroked the cat's head, and now he looked at the cat more and more pleasing to the eye.

"My mech is broken! One hind leg is wasted, and the warehouse is full of garbage...... ......"Fat Orange buried his head in Woolf's neck and chirped.

He just went to the empty mecha compartment behind the small spaceship, and released the leopard-shaped mecha that he had put away when he entered the small spaceship to inspect it.

Because when he was 6, he saw that one of the hind legs of the mecha was not quite right.

As a result, one of the hind legs has been smashed by a piece of building fragments, and in some places the line has been smashed.

Not only that, but the surface of the mecha was also pitted, after all, he only paid attention to dodging large pieces along the way, and some small pieces that were washed by the current of water resisted.

And in the warehouse...... Don't talk about it, it's all vomit, it's a dirty mess.

So...... A certain fat orange is distressed.

His leopard-type mecha is the only beast-type mecha in the Twelve Squads. The mecha is the common property of the team, and it's only because no one usually uses a leopard-type mecha that it belongs to Fat Orange.

It's broken this time, and I don't know how much it costs to repair it, and I don't know if I want to pay for it myself, so a certain fat orange simply came to the captain and sold it miserably.

"It's okay, go back and pick a newer model in the brigade later." Woolf said kindly.

He had seen it before, and the fat orange leopard-type mecha was not the latest model, but also the basic model of the whiteboard, guessing that it was the previous inventory of the twelfth team.

He is very optimistic about Fat Orange, so he will not feel distressed about transferring the latest Leopard-type mecha from the resources of the brigade.

"Oh~ But the 'mouth cannon' in my mecha has also run out!" Fat Tangerine continued to sell miserably, "There were originally ten!" All the way up, it's all used up! The points for buying these "mouth cannons" are still borrowed from Carey! ”

Leopard-type mechs are not very convenient to use hand-held mecha weapons, so most of them use energy cannons mounted on their mouths.

Before going out this time, Fat Orange asked Carey to help him exchange his points for a set of "mouth cannons". It's good to change, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to escape from the bottom of the sea. However, the ten cannons were indeed all blown up.

"It's okay, I'll give you a few more sets when I go back, or if you want something else." Woolf smiled.

"Uncle, you're the best!" Fat Orange spared no effort to slap the horse.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Fat Orange's eyes rolled a few times, and he rubbed Woolf's chin with his big pie face: "We went back early...... I didn't buy any souvenirs I wanted to bring home, such as the dried fish with sauce that I wanted to bring to my eldest sister......"

"I'll give you this back!" The head of the bodyguard who had been standing on the side finally interjected, he was indeed very grateful to Fat Tangerine, he couldn't afford the leopard-shaped mecha, but it was still easy to send a few boxes of small dried fish.

"How embarrassing is this......" Fat Orange squatted on Woolf's shoulder, shyly looking at the cat's paw.

"It's okay, it should be! You're welcome! Hahahaha!! ”

I have to say that Reed's nerves are still very thick, and despite being so frightened, he was completely fine when he transferred from a small spaceship to a large spaceship.

After getting on the big spaceship, when he was dragged to the medical room by the attaché for a full body examination, he reluctantly delayed him and Fat Orange to play beast chess.

In contrast, the performance of a certain scrap young master is a bit unsightly, he has been paralyzed and weak on the small spaceship, and he simply burned it directly on the big spaceship.

Diagnosed by the doctor as overfrightened, he was given a sedative and several injections of nutrients, and rested for a long time until the fleet returned to the Harold family's estate.

"That...... The cat ...... "Haka thief followed behind Fat Orange awkwardly.

"What's wrong?" Fat Tangerine has long seen that Haka's expression is not right in the past two days, and he doesn't know what this scrap young master is thinking again.

Fat Orange was by a stream in the manor at this time, Reed and Wang Feiyu were catching fish and playing in the stream, he was too lazy to go into the water, so he lay on a leisure lounge chair to bask in the sun, and there was a maid standing next to him, ready to hand Fat Orange a drink with a straw inserted at any time.

Since he became Reed's "savior", no one else said that the old housekeeper of the manor served Fat Orange very well.

"Are you...... That one...... Cats, right? Haka leaned in and whispered.

"Meow?" Fat Orange directly gave Haka a cat's paw, "Your brain is frightened?" What am I not a cat when I look like this? ”

"I mean...... Are you the ...... Mecha Game ......" Haka's voice grew softer and softer under Fat Orange's glare.

"Oh......" Fat Tangerine also understood, thinking that he was another fan in the mecha game like Mick, so he put on a big guy and patted his belly: "Hmm...... That's me! ”

Haka: "......"

Seeing that Haka was silent, Fat Orange looked up strangely, only to be startled.

What do you mean by the muscles on your face twisted into such a strange expression?

Haka's current mood is complicated, it is really impossible to express in words.

For the "cat" in the mecha game, Haka hated it at the time, not only because he was robbed of the first place in the server, but also because he finally spent a lot of money to hire a master, and as a result, this "cat" was not online. This is how aggrieved you are, how aggrieved you are.

However, this time, it was because of Fat Orange's mecha that he was able to get out of trouble unharmed, otherwise, Reed might have escaped under the protection of three mercenaries, and he would have died below.

This complicated feeling of love and hatred was now in his distorted facial expression.

"Hey! You can't have your brain smashed, right? Do you want to see a doctor for another look? "Fat Orange can't stand Haka's performance anymore.

"Huh......" Haka let out a sigh of relief, and finally calmed down: "Master Cat, can you teach me to play mecha?" ”

"Mecha games? Don't teach! Fat Tangerine refused without hesitation. Now that there are real mecha to play, who is still happy to play that virtual game.

"No, it's teaching me to play a real mecha." Haka said seriously.

"Huh?" Fat Orange turned his head to look at Haka in surprise, mechs are not cheap. However, looking at the expression on Haka's face, it seems that getting a mecha is not a difficult task for him.

"emmm......" Fat Tangerine touched his chin with a cat's paw, making a contemplative gesture.

"Okay, Cat Master?" Haka bent down and folded his hands in a plea: "I'm paying for the tuition!" How about five boxes of seafood in one lesson? ”

"It's too little, ten boxes for one class!" Fat Orange replied.

"No problem!" Sure enough, what the old housekeeper said was right, it is more effective to ask the cat master to smash it with dried fish!

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