The warehouse of the Bernie Machine Repair Factory, with its dilapidated and translucent walls, could not stop the passionate and scorching fire bursting from inside.

Yesterday, when Gale was building the assembly and test platform, Nataya asked Starq to bring all the agents stationed there, along with the Consciousness Virtual Warehouse and Dwarf Peas.

Because the half-month deadline for applying for the bid was too short, Ibu definitely didn't have time to toss back and forth between the repair shop and the starport, so Nataya simply brought the things she needed to the Bernie Machinery Repair Shop in one pot.

At present, the entire working group is in the stage of parts preparation, and Nataya really has nothing to do, so she just hurries up to complete the survival course arranged by Teacher Dabai.

And the arrival of Dwarf Peadine, finally gave Arnold a little opportunity to intervene in the work--- Orlando has always liked mechanical toys, and Arnold is undoubtedly a master of folk mechanical assembly.

This made Orlando a hardcore 'Nol fan' in a day, especially when Arnold made the corresponding gadgets at the rate of two to three pieces per hour, according to the diced peas.

"Brother Arnold! Otherwise, come with us, and I'll talk to Sister Nataya. She's so busy every day that she doesn't have time to play with me now~"

Dwarf Peander grabbed the auto-recovery cube that Arnold had just made for him, and said as he twisted it.

"You little bean ding, you know how to play, your two big sisters are capable people.

Sister Eevee looks to be eighteen or nineteen years old at most, and this mobile phone armor design skill is no worse than Master Bernie's! You know, if it weren't for Master Bernie's penchant for drinking and gambling, we would have been rich long ago with his fame in Gertu.

And your sister Nataya, who looks a year or two older than me at most, is already an assistant to the dean, the Federal Armored Academy!

You look at that virtual machine.,It should be the latest.,Just this virtual machine.,I estimate that it will take ten years to make money to afford it.,She said she moved and moved here.。。。 ”

Arnold made another mechanical squirrel for Orlando, and then put down the tool in his hand.

"However, even though Master Bernie and I are poor, as long as I have a job to do, as long as Master Bernie can teach me to do these little things and mecha design every day, I am very happy. Happier than going anywhere, happier than making lots and lots of money. ”

Speaking of this, Arnold's eyes were a little gloomy.

He wiped his hands with a degreasing wipe, touched Orlando's head, and climbed the stairs of the warehouse against the wall to the roof.

Then he sat down facing the sunset and took out the organ from his arms. A piece of music from the Earth database called "Canon" floated out of the figure facing the dark golden sun.

In the past, at this time of the day, Mr. Bernie liked to sit on the roof with him and watch the sun go down.

Arnold also once asked the teacher why he liked to watch the sun set instead of the sun rising, but the teacher gave him three words after thinking for a long time:

"Can't get up"

。。。

"Mr. Bernie!!!!

Where the hell are you!!!! ”

Arnold, who was standing on the roof, shouted loudly in the direction of the sun's escape.

"If you want to find him so much, why don't you try to find him?"

Arnold had no idea when the muscular man with short blond hair had already stood beside him.

"I've tried... Not only is Master Bernie gone, but even his girlfriend can't be found... I also called the police, but the police just came and did a registration and left.

I don't have any money to give them ... Those police officers are only responsible for the people who live in the mansion area, and it doesn't matter to them how many people like us disappear... ”

Arnold looked at Stark, and then the man didn't speak, just crouched down and sat down next to him.

"So, you're going back here and waiting for him to come back, aren't you?"

Looking at the boy in overalls, Stark pulled out two chocolate bars, threw one over, peeled one off himself, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Uh-huh... In the past, Mr. Bernie used to disappear for a day or two, but eventually he would come back.

I think this time it should be the same... ”

Arnold also tore open the chocolate bar, but he didn't have any interest in stuffing it into his mouth.

Stark squinted at the sun, and most of the golden plate's face had fallen below sea level.

"Hurry up and eat, you see they're all busy, are you going to let me be idle here all the time?"

Stark glanced at Arnold with half-squinted eyes, shoved the remaining half of the chocolate bar in his hand into his mouth, and then pulled out his individual tactical glasses and put them on his left ear.

"Come downstairs and look for me after eating, I've always been used to working in the dark"

Stark, who stood up and walked to the staircase, looked back at Arnold and smiled, raised his left hand and pressed it to the pinna of the tactical glasses:

"Team 0081, ready to start!"

。。。

After arranging for two agents to lurk in the repair shop in a wartime state to carry out protection duties, Starck and the remaining three agents walked with Arnold on Seventh Avenue in Atlanta Harbour City.

According to Arnold's account, Bernie used to get drunk at one of the bars he used to get drunk whenever he got a job and made money.

"No wonder you're so poor...

Looking at the shops along Seventh Avenue and the holographic screens on those stores that were constantly flashing with celebrity faces, Starck felt that Bernie was more daring to spend than he did...

Almost all the storefronts on Seventh Avenue are opened by first- and second-tier stars and big brands in the Federation, and the consumption index of Planet Gertu is already one of the few in the Federation, and this street is one of the few famous gold caves on the entire planet.

Bars, casinos, nightclubs and luxury stores attract the rich and the elegant middle class every year.

Dressed in tight-fitting combat uniforms, Stark and the agents looked almost indistinguishable from the usual small groups of tourists, wearing long-sleeved shirts and linen trousers, which are the most common local colors.

"Borg, look! It's your dish~~"

After a whistle, Stark stared at the hip-curvy woman who had just walked by beside him with squinting eyes, and said to the dark-skinned strong man who was nearly two meters behind him.

"Boss, I'm not interested in this, Buzz and Carter like this!"

The man like the black hill glanced at Stark and took the two brothers behind him one by one.

"Borg, stop, you stupid bear! Be careful, I take your arm off~"

Carter, who flashed through his hand with a knife, kicked the Black Tower in dissatisfaction.

"Don't make a fuss, the woman who passed by us just now has a problem, the boss is deliberate"

Buzz, who always clasped his hands in front of his chest, whispered to Borg, who looked like a black tower, and Carter, who continued to shake the knife flower.

Sure enough, when they continued to look at the Stark vice-captain who was walking in the front,

I saw his hand behind his back, and slowly made a gesture that only the 0081 team recognized

"We are surrounded"