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Volume 3 Thunder Chapter 175 The Injured Mecha Warrior

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    Chapter 175 Injured Mecha Warrior

    Did you just wake up from the dream?

    Chen Xiaoming's world suddenly turned black. He did not open his eyes immediately. He knew that as long as he opened his eyes, the dream would really wake up.  He really wanted to know what happened next, and also wanted to take another look at the warrior in the mecha.

    The young man killed his father like this, but Chen Xiaoming didn't know if it was his fault. It seemed that no one was wrong, but it seemed that everyone was wrong.

    ¡° Misfortune suddenly befell a few people who were originally happy. Their persistence was exploited, their feelings were exploited, and Chen Xiaoming could see the hand behind it

    But what can he do?  He didn't know why he saw this, but he knew that he couldn't do anything, his strength was insufficient, and his body was still in thunder.

    Everything was constantly playing out in his mind.  The warmth in the young man's last words made Chen Xiaoming feel that he might not have become a real devil yet.

    However, all this is just a dream.

    Dreams will eventually wake up.

    Unless, unless something you dream of suddenly appears in front of you.

    Chen Xiaoming covered his mouth again to prevent himself from screaming.  But he couldn't explain the purpose of covering his mouth.

    Maybe it¡¯s a child¡¯s psychology, he¡¯s afraid that others will discover his treasure, which only belongs to him.

    The huge metal mountain is obviously still there, and Chen Xiaoming is still outside the mountain, but it actually appears in front of Chen Xiaoming.

    Chen Xiaoming didn¡¯t know what happened when he was asleep, and how the mecha came out of the intact metal mountain.

    But none of this matters.

    He doesn¡¯t care, and he doesn¡¯t have time to think. His eyes, heart, and soul have long been bound by this mecha.

    That¡¯s right, it¡¯s that warrior, that terrifying fighting mecha, leaning on the metal mountain.

    It¡¯s not a dream, it¡¯s reality.

    It¡¯s just that, obviously, it¡¯s injured.

    He was seriously injured.

    Not a single piece of muscle armor is intact, or in other words, not a single limb is complete. The basically fragmented body is piled there like scrap.  The V-shaped beard and horns have all been broken off, no, half of the beard is still on the face.  In fact, only half of its head is left.

    What a brutal battle it went through!

    Countless deep knife marks could almost penetrate the entire body, and all the muscles in the chest sank, as if they had been hit by something huge and heavy.

    Chen Xiaoming¡¯s teeth had already bitten his lip. He turned his face away. He really couldn¡¯t stand such a miserable scene.

    However, soon, the young man¡¯s eyes wiped away all the sadness, revealing an expression of determination.

    Now, only you can save it.

    That dream was definitely made by those soul elves so that he could help this mecha and save him.

    They can retain these memories, which undoubtedly shows the power of the soul of this fighting mecha and the strong attraction to the soul elves.

    It is really not easy to be injured so seriously and still maintain the density of your soul for a long time.

    He must be a man who refuses to admit defeat.

    It¡¯s a real strong warrior.

    Just like the red-haired boy, although he may have taken a wrong path, as a warrior, he is undoubtedly outstanding.

    Chen Xiaoming did not ask Ye again, as he seemed to suddenly understand.

    Know what you should do, know what you must do, and what you can do.

    Chen Xiaoming climbed to the front of the cockpit, right in front of the dented chest. There was a circular hatch there.

    The hatch has become necrotic and is compacted by armor, making it impossible to open it at all.

    Helpless, Chen Xiaoming had no choice but to take out the discrete metal sword.  However, when it came to actual cutting, it was discovered that even a sharp synthetic-based sword such as a discrete metal sword had very little effect on the armor of the machine body. With one strike of the sword, there was only a very thin scratch.

    However, this did not make Chen Xiaoming give up. An hour later, the boy who kept using Shadow Strike finally collapsed on the mecha.  And the hatch was finally opened.

    There was no one in the hatch, not even the driver¡¯s body.

    Seeing all this, Chen Xiaoming frowned. It was obvious that the hatch was so badly damaged that the driver could not get out.

    In other words, there is only one possibility, the driver is on the machineHe left the mecha without any injuries, at least when the hatch was not broken.

    Chen Xiaoming could not speculate on what kind of battle caused the pilot to abandon his comrades, and why the enemy would do this to a mecha without a pilot, nor did he want to speculate.

    What he wants to do now, and what he must do, is just to [adapt the mecha space].

    There is no doubt that a mecha that has been damaged like this cannot be repaired. Only the skills of the mecha summoner can retain its fire and prevent it from truly disappearing from this world.

    Of course, Chen Xiaoming did not know whether the result of adaptation was a intact body or still damaged, and how big was it?

    These are not things that Chen Xiaoming could have guessed. His only MS-0 mecha has been judged as a toy by Mr. Ikalos. In other words, all experience with MS-0 mechas cannot be guaranteed to be correct.

    Everything is unknown.

    But everything can only start after doing it.

    Chen Xiaoming sat in the cockpit. He didn't know how to improve the success rate, but he felt that this would allow him to truly blend with the soul of the mecha.

    Stroking the broken motion simulation device, he looked around at the small cockpit with a 360-degree spherical view screen.  Chen Xiaoming calmed down and closed his eyes.

    The soul tentacles slowly stretched out from Chen Xiaoming's body and slowly covered the ball screen.

    In the spatial position, Chen Xiaoming felt that his soul had coincided with the center of the thorn ball's soul.

    Then.

    "Mecha space adaptation, activate."

    A ray of silver-gray brilliance shot out from Chen Xiaoming's soul, slowly covering the entire thorn ball's soul.

    The two soul elves began to dance. The red soul elves on the opposite side seemed to be eager to hold the silver soul elf's 'hands' (tentacles). Waves of sleepiness swept over him again, and Chen Xiaoming entered the world of the soul elf again.

    It¡¯s just that this time, he is no longer a bystander.

    "I need you, but I don't allow [Soul Eater] to be desecrated." This is a vast white space, with only one person standing there quietly.

    "Matthew Butan." Chen Xiaoming looked at the man standing opposite him. The arrogant red hair was undoubtedly the grown-up Matthew Butan.

    But why is he here?

    How is this going!
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