Dragon City settled down in Xinghai Farm. Xinghai Farm, a small farm with only twelve households.

Grandma is the oldest person on the farm.

In the past, Long Cheng thought that the orphanage was the best place in the world, but now he knows that there is another place that is better than the orphanage, and that is Xinghai Farm, which his grandmother says is his new home.

Long Cheng didn't say anything, he didn't tell his grandmother, he didn't play home.

So it's not his new home, it's his home.

Grandma always put a lot of meat in his bowl, saying that he was too thin and would fall when the wind blew. There is also a lot of fruit after eating, and you can only eat fruit during the Chinese New Year in the orphanage. He likes to eat apples, which are clattering, fragrant and sweet.

Grandma said that apples are peace fruits, and you can be safe when you eat them.

Long Cheng prefers to eat apples, this one is for himself, click, this one is for grandma, click.

He decided that he would eat apples every day in the future, so that his grandmother would always be safe.

He likes the farm too much and everyone treats him well. Aunt Liu would come over with a pancake and watch him nibble on the cake with a smile. The hair cake made by Aunt Xiaoyue is sweet and glutinous. Except for Uncle Gen, he smiled stupidly and unsightly, and lied to Long Cheng that peppers were fruits, and he was laughed at by others for a long time. However, Dragon City actually thinks that the chili pepper tastes good.

Long Cheng remembered the dean's advice. He bathed every day and loved to be clean. He is very diligent and willing to do anything.

At first, it was all simple work, until he saw Uncle Gen driving the iron pimple with the word "hot", digging a deep trench effortlessly with a bucket and cutting through the dirt with an iron plow.

Uncle Gen looked at him with a curious face, and asked him a little proudly if he had seen it before?

Long Cheng said he hadn't seen it.

Uncle Gen said that this is light armor.

Long Cheng was surprised that this was a light armor?

The iron bump in front of him was far from the light armor that Dragon City recognized. It is about fifteen meters tall and has a very large and stocky body, with a humanoid torso and head, but no palms. In their place were buckets, bladed rolling plows, pile drivers, and tracks. There are two large stout pillars on the back, which appear to be hollow.

Dragon City also saw it on all fours, its tracks flying fast, gliding on the ground like a beast loaded with a sled.

Uncle Gen looked proud, that's right, it's the light armor, the agricultural light armor!

[Farming King-98], a classic product launched by Yixing Machinery Factory in 3998, has complete functions, durable leather, and has been selling well for ten years. Uncle Gen is that it has just been put on the market for purchase, and has spent almost all of his savings, Uncle Gen is the farmer with the highest skill in driving agricultural light armor on the farm.

However, it's 4019.

Long Cheng's expression is very useful to Uncle Gen, it is usually difficult to see other expressions on Long Cheng's face, and the thin little guy is a little too wooden and introverted.

Long Cheng pointed to the two big pillars behind the light armor and asked Uncle Gen what was that for?

Uncle Gen said that it was a water cylinder, which could be filled with a living nutrient solution of potion and used to spray plants.

Dragon City sighed.

Uncle Gen saw that Dragon City had returned to its usual sluggish state, so he instigated him and said why don't you try it?

Long Cheng shook his head and said he wouldn't.

Uncle Gen said it didn't matter, anyway, let's experience it, it's okay to watch with him next to him.

Before he finished speaking, Uncle Gen opened the cockpit of the [Farming King] and pulled it towards Dragon City.

Long Cheng subconsciously let go, and Uncle Gen was empty.

Uncle Gen was stunned, but he didn't care too much, thinking that Longcheng was really bold. He himself walked in front and encouraged Long Cheng to be okay, don't be afraid.

Long Cheng hesitated for a moment, and he followed, burrowing into the cockpit.

Entering the cockpit, Long Cheng was now sure that this was indeed a light armor.

The most rudimentary, worn light armor he had ever seen.

The brain controller could clearly see the exposed wiring, which had changed color a little after too much time, reminding Long Cheng of the discarded armor that had given them a light armor repair class in the training camp. There is no integrated hydraulic cushioning system, but an old-fashioned driver's seat, which is hard and hard, with only half of the leather on top left. In front of the driver's seat, there are three metal buttons, which may have been used too many times and worn to a shiny finish.

The space in the cockpit is more spacious than that of ordinary light armor, Long Cheng is sitting in the driver's seat, and Uncle Gen is standing next to him.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Long Cheng could no longer hear what Uncle Gen was saying, and the long-lost familiarity suddenly came up, and he felt that he was a little inexplicably excited. Obviously, the training armor in the training camp is much more advanced than that of the [Farming King].

Long Cheng put on the brain controller, and his vision suddenly changed.

In the two years he spent in the orphanage, he had never touched the light armor, and almost forgot that he could drive the light armor.

Uncle Gen kept muttering beside him, what is the function of this button, what mode does that button regulate, and what should I do in case of special circumstances......

The light armor moved.

Uncle Gen's voice stopped abruptly.

Long Cheng, who brought the brain controller, forgot about Uncle Gen's existence, he moved the limbs of the light armor, click, and he felt the resistance from the [Farming King] joint, as if it was rusty.

The joint position with relatively large resistance is secretly remembered, there are rust spots, and you need to put on some oil.

Uncle Gen held on to the back of the driver's seat and watched the [Farming King] rumble forward under the control of Dragon City. At first, the light armor shook violently in five or six steps, and Uncle Gen had to hold on to the backrest to stabilize his body, but soon, the amplitude of the vibration became smaller and smaller, as if he was sliding on the ground.

This hand calmed Uncle Gen and forced all the tirades he had prepared back into his stomach.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Long Cheng was completely oblivious, and he called up the detailed description and parameters of the [Farming King] from the system.

There is no energy armor capable of resisting energy weapons, no weapons, no more powerful bundles of polymeric fibers that mimic human muscles, and the engine is a measly one, which can only sustain a low-speed flight of 150 kilometers per hour......

The only thing that doesn't look so bad is its energy furnace. [R6] Energy Furnace, with a power of S&P-2, slightly higher than the average entry-level combat light armor. Its powerful power makes it easy to crush hard rocks.

【R6】Energy furnace is widely used in a variety of agricultural light armor, it has many advantages, cheap and powerful enough, reliable and durable, simple daily maintenance. Twenty years later, the power attenuation of the energy furnace is only 10 percent, and the reliability is excellent.

However, in the field of Combat Light Armor, there is very little trace of [R6], as it has one obvious flaw: it takes a full minute from starting to running at full power. For a fast-moving battle, one minute is enough to die a few round-trips.

Long Cheng didn't care, Uncle Gen said, this is agricultural light armor.

There are three modes of Farming King, Flying Mode, Crawler Mode and Bipedal Mode.

The flight mode is mainly used to spray medicine and nutrient solution, the track mode is used for deep ploughing and harvesting, and the bipedal mode is used to deal with complex terrain and dry some groceries, such as crushing rocks, lifting heavy objects, etc.

Long Cheng thought it was very interesting, much more interesting than the light armor in the training camp that was just used to kill people.

He decided to try the track mode, which was rarely seen on other light armor.

Smack, [Iron Plough King] turned into a crawler mode, and landed on all fours, like a roaring giant beast, rumbling forward. Long Cheng noticed that the system was reminding him to put down the rolling plow, and he put down the rolling plow. Wherever the farmer king passed, the soil was easily cut like tofu.

Long Cheng's eyes were glowing, and the light armor he had driven before had no similar function.

Finding that there was a target cultivated land set by Uncle Gen before in the system, Long Cheng directly started to operate.

Half an hour later, all the goals set in the system were completed.

Long Cheng was a little unsatisfied, and there was a faint voice from Uncle Gen behind him, asking him if he used to be a farmer?

Only then did Long Cheng react, he actually forgot Uncle Gen, and said no.

Uncle Gen asked the first operation?

Long Cheng snorted, he felt apprehensive in his heart, feeling that he had made a mistake. Without Uncle Gen's consent, Uncle Gen's field was ploughed, will Uncle Gen be angry?

Uncle Gen's expression was a little strange.

Long Cheng was even more uneasy in his heart, he lowered his head and did not speak. I made a mistake, didn't I have dinner today?

Uncle Gen didn't know what he was muttering, he was a little lost, jumped out of the cockpit and went back to the farm by himself.

The sun was very dazzling, and Uncle Gen's back, Long Cheng, felt a little lonely inexplicably.

Long Cheng felt that he had really done something wrong, but strangely, his grandmother burned a pot of meat at dinner and did not punish him.

The next day, Uncle Gen took Longcheng to another piece of land, showed him how to dig a pile pit, and then jumped down and motioned Longcheng to try.

Long Cheng shook his head, he thought of Uncle Gen's back yesterday.

Uncle Gen asked him why?

Ryujo said he didn't want Uncle Gen to be angry.

Uncle Gen said that if Longcheng could dig a qualified pile pit, he would not be angry.

Long Cheng looked at Uncle Gen seriously, really?

Uncle Gen grinned and said loudly, of course it's true.

Long Cheng didn't say a word and got into the cockpit of the [Farming King].

In one go, he dug ten pits that were standard enough to be measured with a ruler.

On that day, Uncle Gen gave the [Iron Ploughing King] to Dragon City.

Since then, Uncle Gen has never done anything again, and finally someone can replace his drudgery, and every time he gets off the [Iron Cultivator King], his ass is so hard that it is about to bloom. He couldn't help but sigh that his muscles were loose when he was old, and his butt was unbearable.

The bulky [Iron Ploughing King] is in the hands of Long Cheng, dexterous and tame, and Grandma Kualong Cheng [Farming King] is like dancing.

Uncle Gen said that Dragon City is a genius who farms.

Whenever Longcheng helped them farm the land, the villagers would sit in a row on the ridges and watch with relish.

"It's really beautiful, look at this line, how straight the plow is, it's straighter than a ruler!"

"Yes! Little Dragon City is a good farmer! ”

"Hey, if my son has this level, it's worth dying."

"You're a bachelor, where did you come from?"

Everyone likes to praise Long Cheng loudly, and every time this time Long Cheng will be red and overwhelmed, they will laugh and say that Long Cheng is so cute, just like a girl or something.

Everyone knew that Dragon City liked to eat apples, so Dragon City knew that in addition to red apples, there were also green apples, yellow apples, apples that were crunchy to bite, apples that rustled when bitten, and small apples as big as eggs.

Dragon City was very happy and rushed to help everyone farm. He suddenly realized that what he learned in the training camp was not useless, and it was more suitable for farming than killing.

Every day is busy, but Dragon City feels full, and the apples mixed with sweat seem to be sweeter.

When the last field is ploughed, the farm celebrates with a big smile on everyone's face. This year, the deep ploughing and piling of the pit were a full fifteen days earlier than expected, and they were able to prepare the seedlings and transplant more calmly.

Long Cheng gnawed on the apple, feeling a little lost in his heart, why did he finish plowing so quickly?

But when he saw the smiles on everyone's faces, his mood became better again, and he was very happy to be able to bring smiles to everyone's faces. Click, click

Dragon City's beautiful dream was shattered by a piece of paper.

According to federal law, Dragon City is under the age of eighteen and must attend school. If the adoptive family does not arrange for Longcheng to go to school before the 30th of this month, they will be disqualified from adopting.

No one on the farm has ever adopted orphans, and no one has thought about going to school. Grandma was very happy, she felt that Longcheng should go to school, and young people should learn more skills. She asked Uncle Gen to go to a nearby city to find a good school, and she was willing to use her savings to go to school in Dragon City.

Grandma said that school is a place to learn skills, and Longcheng understands that school is the same place as a training camp.

Instructors always say that training camps are a place to learn skills.

Dragon City is afraid of the training camp, where you will starve, whip and kill. But if you don't go to school, you can't stay with your grandmother, you can't stay on the farm.

Long Cheng hid under the covers and thought about it all night, and the next morning he told his grandmother that he was going to training camp.

Well, it's called a school.

Grandma was very happy and told Longcheng to learn his skills hard.

Long Cheng nodded and said he understood.

Uncle Gen came back, his face was terrible, and he brought bad news. Because Dragon City did not have any previous educational experience and did not have any assessment scores, almost all schools refused to admit them.

There is only one school willing to accept students who do not have any assessment scores, and Bongin Guangjia Academy.

The whole farm gathered at Grandma's house, and when they heard the name, they all exclaimed and objected.

"Oh my God! Madhouse! Can't go! ”

"Don't go! You'll die if you go there! There is a child in Yushan Farm who went to an insane asylum, broke his leg, has no money to treat, and is still crippled. ”

"Let's go find another school, no matter what, you can't go to an insane asylum!"

Everyone is gossiping, revealing their fear of this training camp, oh school. It is said that Bongin Guangjia Academy gathers the most stubborn and unruly problem teenagers and girls in the vicinity, which is extremely dangerous, so it is called "madhouse" and "death school". Every student is required to sign a variety of waiver agreements before enrolling.

Listening to everyone's description, Dragon City understood that it was a super training camp that brought together survivors and masters from various training camps.

Long Cheng's heart sank, he was a little scared, and his hands and feet became cold.

There were only two days left until the 30th, and there was no time to look for a new school.

When Long Cheng saw that his grandmother's face was full of worry, he suddenly became less afraid.

He didn't want to leave the farm, his first home.

Ryujo stops everyone's argument and tells them that he has decided to go to the Bongin Gwangjia Academy.

The instructor said that he was a natural killer and the strongest killer.

He was afraid, but not of whom.