"Whoa...... Whoop ......"

Under the gravitational pull of some magical planets in space, the turquoise water slapped lightly and gently against the shore, and the foam that cracked on the hard cliff walls melted into the air, making the air of this seaside seaport city have a special smell.

For those who are new to the city, it is a smell mixed with the fishy smell of the sea and the fishy smell, which is not a pleasant smell, and even makes those people unconsciously frown and slow down the pace of breathing, so that they can be as little "attacked" by this smell as possible.

However, for those who were born and raised in Sri Lanka, this smell has become a part of their lives, smelling this smell every morning to get up and go to work, and falling asleep every night under the smell of this smell, for them, this is the smell of life.

Squeak!

The dilapidated wooden door of this short and dilapidated house, which looked to be less than 40 square meters at most, was pushed open from the inside, and a young man wearing a somewhat old T-shirt with several holes in it, and a pair of washed white jeans and a pair of gray sneakers walked out of the house, striding towards the gate of the small courtyard that had grown a lot of crops and looked very vibrant.

It was an ordinary garment, even a little shabby, but it didn't seem to belong to the young man, for they were visibly thin and tight on his majestic body.

Just as he walked to the gate of the courtyard and was raising his hand to open the door, a voice came from the house behind him.

"Lance! Why don't you leave without eating! With the voice, a middle-aged woman drove out of the house with two pieces of the most ordinary bread, she was over half a hundred years old, under the erosion of time, her figure had been out of shape, and the original fluttering blonde hair was now a lot more gray hair, but, the only thing that remained unchanged was the peaceful and kind smile that always hung on her face.

She said with a smile as she walked towards the young man: "You are going to work, how can you stand it if you don't eat enough?" ”

"Why can't you stand it? With his physique, it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat for 3 or 5 days, what's there if he doesn't eat a meal? Some mean words came from a middle-aged man who was about the same age as the short and fat aunt who came out of the room behind, although he was a little thin, but a pair of arms exposed outside the sleeves were muscular, green tendons were rising, plus the calloused hands, it can be seen that he is also a person who has been doing heavy work for many years.

He said mean things like that, but he walked up to the two of them, took the two slices of bread from the hands of the short and fat aunt, and stuffed them directly into the hands of the young man, and said, "Hurry up and eat, I don't want you to faint from hunger while I work, and I want to help you do your job." Okay, hurry up, or you're going to be late! ”

The young man smiled warmly, picked up the two pieces of bread that were not too big, ate them in three or two bites, then waved his hand to the short and fat aunt, turned around and followed the uncle, and the two walked out of the small courtyard, and walked along the rough and narrow road outside towards the outside of this dilapidated bungalow residential area.

The short and fat aunt hurried two steps to the door, and shouted at the two: "Jack, Lance, you must come back for dinner at noon today, I made the fathead fish that Lao Luo sent yesterday, and I will make up for you!" ”

Uncle Jack waved his hand impatiently and said, "Got it, Ruth, don't always nag, it's annoying." ”

Uncle Jack said this, but the short and fat Aunt Ruth did not show the slightest dissatisfaction, just stopped talking, and quietly watched the figures of the two disappear at the end of this path, she has been doing such things for more than 20 years, every morning, she will watch her husband go to work like this, but recently, she has seen another person......

That young man is, of course, Turner, and the name Lance naturally comes from his surname, Landus, and by removing the word in the middle, there is such a name that is very in line with the local name characteristics of the Argus Empire.

The explosion that day, its power was completely beyond Turner's expectations, no, it should be said that it was expected, beyond calculation, what kind of power would be produced by the explosion and self-destruction of such a heavy battleship, although Turner's brain had been operating to the limit, it still couldn't be calculated, and because of this, while Turner escaped all the way, he also tried his best to save his life, for example, the three mecha that were hanging on the first machine at that time were used by him to resist the impact!

And the facts have proved that his approach is very correct, the terrifying power of the explosion peeled off and cracked the mechs behind him layer by layer into cosmic dust, but it also weakened a lot of power, and when it came to the first machine, it was finally resisted by the armor of the first machine that was far beyond the ordinary, and Turner avoided the fate of becoming cosmic dust.

However, the huge power was not covered after all, although in order to resist the terrifying impact, Turner had turned on all the skills that could strengthen his defense, such as adrenaline, but still suffered a heavy blow under the terrifying power and passed out, just like the last encounter in the dark star Bermuda.

However, the only difference was that this time there was no more passing private spacecraft to save him, and the first plane was pushed far away by the shock wave of the explosion, and then, I don't know how many collisions it experienced in the universe, how far it flew, it actually flew into the atmosphere of the planet he was on at this time, and then fell all the way under the gravitational pull of the planet, and finally fell into the sea, and then appeared on the beach near the city under the impetus of the tide......

Fortunately, when Turner woke up from a coma, no one had found the first plane, which was already broken, and even more fortunately, although the first plane was broken and almost didn't look like a battle mech, but the power was still there, so Turner drove the first plane to find a very secret place to hide, and then like a homeless man, all the way to this city called Pato, and then, was taken in by this kind couple, and has been until now.

Just as Turner was recalling these and thinking about what to do next, Uncle Jack's thick palm suddenly fell on his shoulder and said, "You go to the construction site first, I'll talk to Mr. Foreman, you have been here for a few days, everyone has seen the daily workload, I'll see if I can ask him to give you money." ”

Turner smiled and nodded, a grateful expression, and the two parted.

Yes, that's Turner's new identity now.

Mute tramp, Lance.