He even had a feeling. Qiuqiu's appearance was prepared for the big guy in front of him.

The feeling was ridiculous, he smiled bitterly and threw the thought out of his mind.

The master's words today stimulated him a lot.

I used to think that my understanding of mecha was already a good idea. But now it seems that it is just the tip of the iceberg.

In order to truly understand the mecha, you must enter the world that the master mentioned is unknown to the world.

And he knew that the world would be very dangerous, even at the cost of his life.

Mecha is mecha, and you can't forget an ironclad fact because of its outstanding performance and gorgeous appearance.

Mechs are weapons, one of the most sophisticated weapons in the world today.

Weapons are meant to kill, not to be seen.

He had killed several people not long ago, and even stabbed a close man to death with a scalpel.

When the blood spurting from the other party's neck splashed on his face, he didn't even shake his hands. Stabbed again and again, until the other party was completely dead.

Looking back on that moment now, he was a little strange to himself.

Is this still the fat man who is timid and scared?

Admittedly, there is nothing wrong with fighting for your life in order to survive.

But killing people is bad after all.

A living life was terminated by itself.

Buddhists say that this is called bad karma. After death, you will be burned by karmic fire, and your soul will go to hell forever.

Cause and effect after death, he doesn't care. It is not easy for a person to live, who cares that the flood will be monstrous after his death.

He was afraid that one day he would become a butcher and kill people so much that he couldn't stop killing people.

Because he found that he had no psychological burden and no nightmares after killing people. This is a manifestation that only cold-blooded people have.

But he thinks he has a very kind personality, he doesn't like to quarrel with people, he puts a smile on his face when he sees anyone, and he is not even very good at scolding and swearing.

Do you have a dual personality?

The fat man was a little worried. He was afraid that one day he would become schizophrenic and become mentally ill.

"Master, have you ever killed someone?"

Hearing this strange question that suddenly came out of the fat man, the fat old man looked at him for a long time. The look in his eyes was strange, there was surprise, and there was a hint of relief.

That's right! It's the relief of worrying about something all the time, and then suddenly finding that it's solved, and letting go of the burden.

See the master nod.

The fat man asked again, "How did you feel when you first killed someone?" Scared? ”

He once asked his godfather this question, and the answer he got was that there was no choice. I was scared before I pulled the trigger, but after seeing the other person's head being beaten to pieces like a watermelon, I wasn't afraid.

Now he wanted to hear what the master would say.

The fat old man first nodded, then shook his head and said, "The common people kill people, no matter what the reason, the result is wrong." for it is bound by law. Soldiers may have such and such righteousness behind the murder of soldiers, for the sake of the country and the nation. Maybe yes, maybe not, at the end of the day, the military is the killing machine. If I were a common man, I would probably be afraid after killing someone. But if I am a soldier and I am facing an enemy, then there will be no psychological burden to kill them, so how can I talk about the word fear? ”

"Little fat man, let me ask you, did you think about what your identity was when you killed someone?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know how to answer this question, he thought for a long time, looked at the master seriously, and said, "I should be a common person, but I am also a student of the Mecha Academy." It was once said that any mecha academy is a training base for reserve officers in the military. Then I'll be half a soldier. Strictly speaking, I'm half-military and half-civilian. ”

"Who did you kill?"

"There are Imperial soldiers, and there are pirates."

The fat old man was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

The fat man looked sad and said, "Master, don't laugh, I'm very confused now." ”

The fat old man laughed for a while and said, "I know what you're confusing about. Little fat man, think about it, what is the ultimate purpose of killing those people? ”

"Save people...... the fat man blurted out without thinking about it, and then added, "And self-preservation." ”

The fat old man looked at him with a serious expression, and asked again, "Do those people deserve to die?" ”

The fat man said excitedly: "Of course damn it! Obviously they are Imperial soldiers, but they pretend to be pirates and kill unarmed ordinary students with impunity, they don't deserve to die, who deserves to die? And that redbeard, in order to escape for his life, even betrayed his own men, this kind of person is a waste of food to live. It's better to be dead and clean. ”

"Since they all deserve to die, what are you still confused about?"

The fat man scratched the back of his head and twitched the corners of his mouth, he didn't know how to explain the contradictory feeling in his heart, "Master, I'm just, just ......"

"Little fat man, you remember. There is no right or wrong thing to kill, only what should be killed and what should not be killed. Whether you want to save people, or protect yourself. The fundamental purpose is to protect. Protect others and protect yourself. In the future, even if you join the army and go to the battlefield, you must not forget your most fundamental principle and bottom limit, that is, protection. Use your own strength to protect everything you think is worth protecting. ”

"Master, I think I understand. What you mean is that as long as you don't violate your conscience and don't violate your principles, you don't have to do anything psychologically, including killing. ”

The fat old man bowed his head, pointed at the broken mecha, and asked loudly, "Are you ready to harness him?" ”

The fat man raised his head and replied loudly, "Yes, master." ”

The eyes are bright. At this moment, his state of mind changed.

……

In the days that followed, the fat man became even busier. It's an apprentice and a mechanic.

Although the miscellaneous studies were halved, repairing the mecha that the master named "Iron Blooded Duke" took up almost all of his rest time.

The fat man is not interested in this name, and thinks it is too attractive and very bad. The duke is just that, he is still iron-blooded, too bloody.

The master's explanation is that the word iron and blood represents the character and glory of a soldier, and it will never become obsolete in any era.

As for the duke, he felt that this mecha was worthy of this top title. Although it is broken, the spirit is still there. There is no room for blasphemy.

The master is very serious and cannot be changed, and the fat man can only accept it.

And afterwards, he felt that the master's words seemed to have some truth......

After careful inspection, they found that it was not very difficult to repair the mecha.

His design philosophy and the synthesis of materials for the body are at least twenty years ahead of today. The various internal system configurations are even more high-end jaw-dropping. For example, the nerve group of the eight-track circuit, such as the miniature nuclear power furnace, and then the miniature composite armor and so on.

With the current repair technology, it would be too difficult to restore him to his original state. The technical side is hard to reach.

In particular, there is a kind of metal material in the external defensive composite armor of the shoulders, chest, abdomen, legs and other important protective parts, which is actually the legendary memory gold.

When he first saw this test data, the fat man's eyes were black on the spot. I can't do this job.

But when the master mysteriously took out a fist-sized piece of black metal with a dark blue halo circulating on the surface from his treasure house, the fat man couldn't bear the stimulation and rolled his eyes on the spot and fainted.

This cheap master is really hidden!

It also laid the fat man's crazy idea that he must steal the key to the treasure house that day and go inside to see what other shocking treasures there are.

The master and apprentice are studying step by step, and at the same time, they are repeatedly trying to repair back and forth. Often in a small shock-absorbing circulating circuit in the joint, they have to repair and change, change and repair, and repeat hundreds of times.

The progress is extremely slow, and if it continues like this, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see results in a few years.

Take your time, the fat man is not in a hurry now anyway.

When she disappeared, the eldest lady and her sisters may have been very anxious in the days after the incident, but now that half a year has passed, time will slowly dilute everything.

Maybe they now regard him Tang Xiaobao as a passerby in their memory!

After all, we have known each other for a short time, and we don't have any deep friendship with each other.

Since I want to open it, it's good to stay here. The master's knowledge is wide, and his cultivation in various fields is extremely deep, and learning from his side is no worse than the elite group.

The fat old man is very attentive in teaching his apprentices. Many times, Tang Xiaobao saw that he was old, and he couldn't bear it, and wanted to persuade him, there was no need to be in such a hurry when he had time in the future. Things can be learned slowly, and the body can't be exhausted first.

But whenever he said this, the fat old man would give a stinky lecture, and even use his hands.

The fat man's mantis hand is considered to be a good learner, but first, he doesn't dare to fight with the master, and second, he is not an opponent.

came and went, and the fat man didn't talk much. In order to prevent the master from overworking, he studied harder.

……

In the blink of an eye, two years have passed.

The fat man who is more than 1.8 meters tall has completely become a big fat man. Standing there, his body was plump, and his bronzed skin made him look very strong.

But amazingly, his weight was firmly limited to about two hundred pounds. He was so excited that he almost cried. The constant law of gaining weight when you grow is finally broken.

After two years of hard work, the eighteen-year-old fat man has completely become a different person.

If anyone sees it again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recognize him as the little fat man who smiled shyly back then.

If he deliberately laughs now, he will still be very shy, but no one can figure out what is going on in his heart.

What the cheap master has learned, he has learned.

Now it is possible to make more than a dozen different dishes from air-dried rat meat.

I didn't know how to dance before, but now I can smoothly perform a beautiful old ballroom dance, waltz.

For everyday daily necessities, he can make bombs at will.

Disassemble and assemble the firearm with your eyes closed for no more than three seconds.

Accurate shooting, capable of hitting a three-centimeter screw cap at a distance of two kilometers.

Good at driving a variety of vehicles.

The hand speed reached an appalling 80 movements per second.

In terms of mecha repair, it is no less than the chief consultant of major mecha companies.

The old pervert taught a little pervert.

The missing half of the body of the "Iron Blooded Duke" has been repaired, and it may not be able to catch up with the original, but it is not much close.

The whole body is basically a new look. The majesty of the past is restored.

Today is the time for him to leave.

The fat man is reluctant. After two years of master-apprentice relationship, how can it be said that it will be broken. After staying in the old place for two years, how can you say that you can throw it away.

The master is not a hypocritical person, he has always done things neatly and neatly.

said that he would not be delayed for even a minute, just as suddenly as he was accepted as an apprentice.

Not even a farewell dinner. Throw him away like garbage.

Moments before the mecha started, the fat man sat in the cockpit and burst into tears. Looking at the back of the master turning away in the full-view screen with teary eyes, he yelled hoarsely: "Master, my name is Tang Xiaobao, what is your name?" ”

The choked voice was loud and heard far away through an external loudspeaker.

"Yin Dero, the devil's doctor Yin Dero. Little fat man, you were taught by me, don't fall into my name. ”

"Don't worry, master, I will definitely make the names of the Devil Doctor and the Iron Blood Duke resound throughout the universe. Master, take care, I'm leaving! ”

The auxiliary thrusters behind the reborn "Iron Blood" spewed tongues of fire, accompanied by the strong air flow of orange flames under his feet, and the surrounding sand and rocks flew around, and in the rumbling sound, the huge body flew into the air. Disappear in the blink of an eye.