The tranquil moon sea swings up layers of yellow sand, and the moon rocks rich in iron ions have been exposed to the blazing sun for 14 days, dropping a layer of crystal fine powder. Rapidly rotating ions whizzed across the sky, rippling with iron powder.

In the distance, towering craters, lonely craters. The dark red light slowly streaked by, and the nearby silver-limestone was dyed a purple red, burning around, and there was no end of darkness and despair.

In the shade of the mountain, a short figure wearing a protective mask and a thick protective suit shines through the cracks in the stones. Gently crossing a few low pieces of moon rock, and hitting the moon rock with a probe pickaxe, the weathered moon rock broke apart, revealing a strip of feldspar with a light golden glow inside.

The boy rubbed the feldspar hard, took out a broken light and shadow meter from his backpack, and shone it on it. Feldspar is surrounded by purple-gold light. The young man slowly turned around, sorted out his backpack, and slowly walked to the dark castle in the distance, followed the ramp of the dark castle, and walked towards Xuanyuan Well.

After centuries of development, the Moon was successfully developed into a spacefortress by the Federal Military. The surface of the moon is filled with various interception weapons and defensive shields. In the crust more than 100 meters below the surface of the moon, a huge city was established - the city of Tsukinomiya, a city directly under the earth.

The boy followed the scavengers gathered from all over the place and walked into the elevator. The elevator roared and crashed into the earth's crust. Brightly lit streets outside the window, light ions synthesized into starry sky, and scattered buildings. The garnet-inlaid civic square, the bustling trading hall, and the splendid garrison mansion.

"Ding," the elevator opened. The heavily guarded defense troops, various detection instruments were dripping, and after passing through the security check, the teenager handed over two long stones at the exit counter. Silently out of the central district, I turned a corner into the dimly lit artisan quarter, with broken stone statues, broken lighthouses, cheap air that smelled of sulfur, discarded probes and piles of stone everywhere. Horizontal alleys. Stoop down into a low stone house.

"The young master is back, did you go well?" A rickety elder in the room asked.

"Very good, Uncle Liu." Tiemu brought a stone bench, "Uncle Liu, this is the moon rock I picked up today." "I opened my backpack and pulled out a few strips of moon rock.

"Well, okay, young master. You can extract a lot of meteorite gold in it, and a few more times will be enough to build a meteorite soldier. Uncle Liu leaned over, picked up the moon rock, and squinted his eyes on it.

"Uncle Liu, where did my mother go?" Tiemu put down his backpack and turned around to ask.

"Aunt Wang next door wants to go to the scrapyard to pick up garbage, so I asked Mrs. to go." Uncle Liu looked at it for a while, picked up the moon rock, and walked to the small stone house on the other side of the street, which was even lower.

Tiemu picked up the stone bowl on the table and walked to the bucket in the corner, scooped up the cooling water that exuded clutch water and sour astringency, and drank it, the bitterness and sweetness flowing down his throat.

In the middle of the night, ironwood reads under the inferior garnet, which emits a faint light and flickering light and shadow. The pungent smell was emitted as the temperature of the garnet became higher and higher, and the garnet gently cracked a few cracks, and the cobwebs spread, releasing a strong sour smell After a long time, the "pop" garnet shattered, and the house returned to darkness. Ironwood groped in the dark, opened the stone box under the bed, tore off the crystal paper, and rubbed it with his hands, the inferior garnet with fine lines emitted a faint light, illuminating the darkness.

"Stomp," there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

"Mother," Temu rushed out of the room, looking at the woman in front of him, tears streaming down his face.

"I don't cry!" Mrs. Teyi, who had gray hair, hugged Tie Mu, "My son is not a fish in the pond, and his ambition is thousands of miles." My son has the ambition of Kunpeng and is proud of the world. Don't cry, don't cry. He wiped Teki's tearful cheeks with his patched sleeves.

"You see that I picked up a lot of garnets with your aunt Wang today, which is enough for my son to study." The mother held out a pile of irregular garnets in the package. "I'm waiting with your Aunt Wang today, the garbage truck of the garrison mansion has picked up a lot of metals in it, and if I sell it, I can pay my son's tuition, and my son should go to school."

"Mother can teach me with you, I won't go to school!" Temu fell to his knees.

"Fool, how can my son know the art of war and tactics without reading. My son was born in a family, and if he stays useless for a day, he is ashamed of his mother. The mother held Tiemu and suddenly let go and cried.

"Mother, the child understands. In the coming day, the son must immediately calm the world, please don't cry for your mother. Temu knelt on the ground, holding his mother tightly with his hands.

The wind howled across the icy railroad tracks, and Ironwood wrapped his neat coat sewn in rough space cotton and rushed towards the military academy. Chariots drove by on both sides, and from time to time their heads stuck out of the windows sneered.

"Who, hurry up, you see my grooms are faster than you." "It's so slow. How to be cannon fodder on the battlefield in the future? "I'm Gongzi Zou, as long as you keep up, I'll take you as a house slave." "I can't even sit on the bus, I can't eat enough, what kind of school do I have? Wasting your family's money, is it easy for your family to make money? "Whatever he does, we and him are like these two railroad tracks, never at the same intersection point."

Teki tightened his thin clothes again, carried the white schoolbag that had been washed countless times, and rushed to the school.

At night, the calm dungeon fell silent, and people fell asleep. Abandoned stone quarry in the stonemason district, weak lighting. An emaciated figure danced among the stones, and the three-foot golden greatsword hissed only when it rubbed against the air.

"Wrong, turn your wrist to the left, and slash with your sword." Behind the stones, Uncle Liu leaned over.

Brushing, the big sword is flying, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

"Yes, that's all. The air sinks into the dantian, and the force is even. Uncle Liu gestured with a wooden stick. Ahem. ”

"Uncle Liu. It's okay, pay attention to your body. Temu put down his greatsword and walked over.

"Bang bang," the wooden stick hit Tie Mu's body, "continue to practice, before the garnet runs out, you are not allowed to be lazy" Liu Bo gasped.

Time crossed his cheeks. Ironwood faded from immaturity, broad shoulders, large hands, and strong muscles full of explosive power. The mother's gray hair turned gray, and her weather-beaten face was covered with wrinkles.

"Mother, my son will go to Earth next week to participate in the Federal Military Academy Competition. I hope my mother will take care of herself. Temu knelt and bowed.

"Tiemu up, my son is determined in all directions." Mother bent down and lifted up Ironwood.

"The military school subsidizes the expenses, and leaves some for the mother. This way, the mother doesn't have to pick up the garbage. The son must get a good ranking and let the mother live a good life. Temu said to his mother.

"I know for my mother," the mother wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"After the son left, I also asked my mother to take care of Uncle Liu from time to time," Tiemu helped his mother wipe away her tears.

"My son can go with confidence, and I will always remember the grace of suffering," the mother turned and smiled at Temu.

"Although we are the city of moon defense, the opponent you are in will not let water on you because of this. We will fight for the moon, and you will be the pride of the moon. "The director of the military academy gave a speech on the high platform of the pre-war mobilization pledge meeting." The total competition will be held in Huaxia District 4, and in the early stage of the selection competition, our city is classified into the West Lorates Special Administrative Region, please make a plan of action. For specific questions, please contact the mentor. ”

"In this competition, please pay special attention to the Earth Zhou family, the Liu family, the first line of the Lord of the Acropolis, and the five generals of Mars. Of course, there are many dark horses. Just pay attention. The competition in the arena will become more and more brutal, and we aim for the top 100. If you feel that you are not an enemy, the school will allow you to give up. The kind President Zheng sat behind the rostrum and added.

"The first confrontation will be on April 6, against the Ganymede Castina Military Academy. We will judge the list according to the participating events, time, venue, and opponents, and adjust the list of participants. The exact list will be announced when it arrives on April 5. Now the participants are invited to take a physical fitness test and refrigerate sleep training. On April 1st, we will travel to the Pan-American Special Administrative Region of Western Lorates. Good luck to all!" Major Zhang, the commander of the operation, said from the command platform.

Silorarates, I'm coming! The flag team on the right side of the stage was full of light and held the school flag tightly.