1602,machine partner

Seeing Tang Yu accept the position of White King, Sebastian Xiao was also secretly happy. For his plan, there are never too many powerful companions like Tang Yu. He turned back to the others and said: "

Miss Emma, ​​I invite you to become the White Queen of the Hellfire Club, are you willing?"

Emma smiled lightly and said: "I accept."

"Very well, Harry Leland will be our black bishop, and Donald Pierce..." Xiao looked at Donald who fainted on the ground with some contempt and said: "His knowledge is still precious, so he will succeed Tang Yu's vacated white bishop."

Let’s take the position. Riptide will be the white car, and Red Devil will be the black car!”

With that said, Xiao came to the round table and sat on the black throne, far away from the white throne where Tang Yu was sitting, and said loudly: "This is us, the new Hellfire Club! The Council of the Chosen Ones no longer exists!! Today

We are... the Lords-of-the-cardinal!!"

Looking at the high-spirited Sebastian Xiao, the surviving members of the Hellfire Club looked at him with horror in their eyes, and then looked at Tang Yu, with hope emerging in their eyes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Tang Yu clapped his hands and said: "This is a new beginning, which is good. But there are still a lot of things to do now, and this place is in a mess. I think we should do it again in three days.

Regroup. These people also need to be treated."

"What you said makes sense, King Bai. Then in three days, I'm looking forward to your opinion..." Sebastian Xiao said slowly.

Tang Yu stood up and said to him: "I know what you want, Xiao. But you need to know one thing. Today's enemies may not be enemies in the future, and today's friends may not be friends in the future. If you let it go,

, then everyone will be involved in eternal chaos."

"What do you want to say?" Xiao asked.

Tang Yu nodded at the white throne behind him and said: "A king must know how to suppress his desires and emotions. The greater the power, the greater the power, the more careful it must be used. Otherwise, your power today will be

Strength may become a sharp sword piercing your chest tomorrow. At this point, Sebastian Xiao, you are not enough."

"Haha! I need a little kid to teach me this? How old are you, Tang Yu, 25 years old? 26 years old? How much have you experienced? When I was in Nazi Germany, talking in front of Hitler, maybe you hadn't.

Give birth." Xiao said coldly.

"So I said, you are not enough. Maybe my time as king is longer than your life?" Tang Yu smiled coldly, ignored him, came to the survivors, asked them to find their followers, and then

All were sent for treatment.

After a few followers came in, they were immediately shocked by the bloody scene in front of them. Tang Yu said to them: "You don't need to know anything else. Send these people for treatment. Then, let them come to me tomorrow.

I have something to say."

…

USA, Nevada, a corn farm.

A **-year-old boy was inside a messy warehouse on the farm. He seemed to be talking to himself in the darkness, "Yesterday, Ian sent someone to collect debts again. Dad asked me to go out and play by myself. He told me that it was okay.

, but this morning I saw bruises all over his face..."

"Alan, do you want money? I can get you countless amounts of money..." said a low, hoarse, and seemingly trembling voice in the darkness.

"No, dad said, you can only use the money you get with your own hands." The little boy named Allen shook his head and said.

"Then do you want power? Power that can easily kill Ian. Kill him and no one will bother your father." The voice in the darkness continued.

"Don't be ridiculous, Ian is super powerful! No one dares to mess with him in Ruth Town! I heard he can kill a bull with one punch! If it were you, you would fall apart if he moved his fingers.

"Alan waved his hands repeatedly, looking a little scared.

"Then what do you want?" asked the voice in the darkness.

"I want to run this farm with my parents, pay off the debt, and then work on the farm during the day and read at home at night. What do you think of this? Haha, if I can fix you, you can definitely do it.

You help me with a lot of farm work, Bastion!" Allen said with a smile.

Boom, boom, boom, a heavy footsteps came from the darkness of the warehouse, mixed with the sound of clanging metal, and then, only a pale red light suddenly lit up in the darkness!

Allen's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Can you walk?"

"I adjusted the structure of my legs. I found some usable parts in the warehouse last night." The voice in the darkness said, and with the sound of footsteps, a black figure staggered out of the shadows.

This is an indescribably broken robot! The robot is made of various agricultural machinery. It has a diesel generator on its back, and an electric fan motor can be clearly seen on its arm. The transmission system is made of

It was a repurposed sewing machine, and the belt on it was broken, so I had to use staples and tape to connect it.

The robot walks with a limp because its left leg is actually modified from a lawnmower. Maybe this is what the robot said it found useful last night.

However, what is a bit scary is the head of the robot, which is a lifelike metal face. You can clearly see the mohawk and goatee on this face. The red light just now came from its eyes.

Emitted. However, this face is only half a face, connected to the body of the robot with countless wires, and it looks extremely weird.

Allen screamed when he saw it and said loudly: "It's over! Bastion, you're in trouble!! This is the lawn mower that my dad just repaired a while ago!!"

"It is precisely because this machine is in good condition that it allows me to move it," the robot said.

"Ah...if my father finds out, he will definitely beat me..." Allen covered his forehead in distress.

As he was talking, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the warehouse: "Alan!! Have you seen my lawnmower? Hans next door said he was willing to buy it for $5!" Click, the warehouse door opened involuntarily,

Only a middle-aged man wearing shabby clothes walked in.

"Hey! Dad! Why did you come in right away!! You clearly said that the warehouse is my private space!!" Allen said loudly, he turned around and wanted to push the middle-aged man out.

"Wait a minute, Allen... what is this!!" The middle-aged man grabbed Allen and pointed at the robot standing in the warehouse and shouted.

Bastion looked at the middle-aged man with half of its incomplete face, and said coldly: "You are just... a mortal..."

"This thing can talk!" the middle-aged man shouted. He was surprised and suddenly said: "Wait a minute! Maybe we can sell this talking machine at a good price!! Someone will definitely buy it at a high price!!

It can be sold for at least $50! No, $100!!”
Chapter completed!