Long Cheng just settled down in Xinghai Farm. Xinghai Farm is a small farm with only twelve households.
Grandma is the oldest person on the farm.
Long Cheng used to think that the orphanage was the best place in the world, but now he knows that there is another place better than the orphanage, and that is Xinghai Farm. Grandma said this is his new home.
Long Cheng didn't say anything. He didn't tell grandma and he didn't play house.
So this is not his new home, this is his home.
Grandma always puts a lot of meat in his bowl, saying that he is too thin and will fall over when the wind blows. After the meal, there is a lot of fruit. In the orphanage, you can only eat fruit during the Chinese New Year. He likes to eat apples, they are crunchy and delicious.
sweet.
Grandma said that apples are safe fruits and you will be safe after eating them.
Long Cheng prefers to eat apples. This one is for himself, click, click, click. This one is for grandma, click, click.
He decided to eat apples every day from now on, so that his grandma would always be safe.
He loved the farm so much, and everyone was very kind to him. Aunt Liu would come over with pancakes and watch him chew the pancakes with a smile. The cakes made by Aunt Xiaoyue were sweet and glutinous. Except for Uncle Gen, he smiled very silly and ugly.
, he also lied to Longcheng that peppers were fruits, which made others laugh for a long time. But Longcheng actually thought that peppers tasted pretty good.
Long Cheng remembered the dean's advice. He bathed every day and loved to be clean. He was very diligent and willing to do any work.
It was all simple work at first, until he saw Uncle Gen driving the "hot" iron lump, effortlessly digging a deep trench with a bucket, and cutting through the soil with an iron plow.
Uncle Gen looked at him with a curious look on his face and asked him somewhat proudly if he had seen it before.
Longcheng said he had never seen it.
Uncle Gen said it was light armor.
Long Cheng was surprised that this was light armor?
The iron lump in front of him was far different from the light armor that Longcheng knew. It was about fifteen meters tall and had a very broad and thick body. It had a human-like torso and head, but it had no hands. It was replaced by a bucket with a blade.
Rolling plow, pile driver, and crawler tracks. There are two thick and large pillars behind them, which seem to be hollow.
Long Cheng also saw it lying on all fours with its tracks running very fast, gliding on the ground like a beast equipped with a sled.
Uncle Gen looked proud. Yes, it was a light armor, an agricultural light armor!
[Farming King-98], a classic product launched by Xingxing Machinery Factory in 3998, has complete functions, is durable, and has been selling well for ten years. Uncle Gen bought it just after it was launched and spent almost all his savings. Uncle Gen is a farm-driving agricultural light armor.
The most skilled farmer.
However, it is now 4019.
Long Cheng's expression was very useful to Uncle Gen. It was usually difficult to see other expressions on Long Cheng's face. The thin little guy's personality was a bit too dull and introverted.
Long Cheng pointed at the two big pillars behind the light armor and asked Uncle Gen what they were for.
Uncle Gen said that it was a water bottle, which could be filled with potions or nutrient solutions and used to spray plants.
Longcheng said oh.
Uncle Gen saw that Longcheng had returned to its usual sluggish state, so he encouraged him and said, "How about giving it a try?"
Long Cheng shook his head and said he couldn't.
Uncle Gen said it didn't matter. Anyway, let's get a feel for it. It would be fine as long as he was watching.
Before he finished speaking, Uncle Gen opened the cockpit of [Farming King] and pulled it towards Dragon City.
Long Cheng subconsciously gave in, and Uncle Gen made a profit.
Uncle Gen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He felt that Long Cheng was really timid. He walked in front and encouraged Long Cheng that there would be no problem and not to be afraid.
Long Cheng hesitated for a moment, then he followed and got into the cockpit.
Entering the cockpit, Longcheng was now sure that this was indeed a light armor.
The simplest and most shabby light armor he had ever seen.
The brain control device can clearly see the exposed lines, which have changed color due to time, reminding Longcheng of those discarded mech armors that were given to them in mech armor repair classes in the training camp. There is no integrated hydraulic buffer system, but an old-fashioned one.
The driver's seat is hard, with only half of the leather remaining on it. In front of the driver's seat, there are three metal buttons, which may have been used too many times and have become shiny.
The space in the cockpit is wider than that of ordinary mechs. With Long Cheng sitting in the driving seat and Uncle Gen standing aside, there was still room.
Sitting in the driver's seat, Long Cheng could no longer hear what Uncle Gen was saying. The long-lost sense of familiarity suddenly came over him, and he felt that he was a little inexplicably excited. Obviously, the training light armors in the training camp were more advanced than the [Farming King]
Much more.
Long Cheng put on the brain control device, and his vision suddenly changed.
In the two years in the orphanage, he had never touched a mech, and almost forgot that he could pilot a mech.
Uncle Gen kept talking to the side, what is the function of this button, what mode is adjusted by that button, and what should be done in special situations...
The light armor moved.
Uncle Gen's voice stopped suddenly.
Long Cheng, who put on the brain control device, forgot about Uncle Gen's existence. He moved the limbs of the light armor, click, click, and he felt the resistance from the [Farming King] joints, as if they were rusty.
Longcheng secretly remembers the joint positions with relatively high resistance. If there are rust spots, some engine oil needs to be applied.
Uncle Gen held on to the backrest of the driver's seat and watched blankly as the [Farming King] rumbled forward under the control of Longcheng. The light armor shook violently in the first five or six steps, and Uncle Gen had to hold on to the backrest to stabilize himself.
shape, but very quickly, the vibration amplitude became smaller and smaller, as if it was sliding on the ground.
This hand restrained Uncle Gen, forcing him to suppress all the long speeches he had prepared.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Long Cheng was so selfless that he called up the detailed instructions and parameters of [Farming King] from the system.
There is no energy armor that can resist energy weapons, no weapons, no polymer fiber bundles that imitate human muscles but are more powerful, and there is only a pitiful engine that can only maintain a low-speed flight of 150 kilometers per hour...
The only thing that doesn't look so bad is its energy furnace. [r6] The power of the energy furnace reaches S&P-2, which is slightly higher than the average entry-level combat light armor. The powerful power allows it to easily crush hard rocks.
【r6】Energy furnaces are widely used in various agricultural light armors. They have many advantages. They are cheap, powerful enough, reliable and durable, and have simple daily maintenance. Over the past twenty years, the power attenuation of energy furnaces has only been 10%, and they are reliable.
The sex is outstanding.
In the field of combat light armor, [r6] is rarely seen because it has an obvious flaw: it takes a full minute from startup to full power operation. For a rapidly changing battle, one minute is enough to kill you.
Several back and forth.
Longcheng didn't care, Uncle Gen said, this is agricultural light armor.
[Farming King] has three modes, flight mode, track mode and bipedal mode.
The flight mode is mainly used for spraying medicines and nutrient solutions, the crawler mode is used for deep plowing and harvesting, and the bipedal mode is used to deal with complex terrain and do some groceries, such as crushing rocks, lifting heavy objects, etc.
Long Cheng found it very interesting, much more interesting than the light armors in the training camp that were only used to kill people.
He decided to try track mode. Tracks are rarely seen on other light armors.
Snap, [Iron Plow King] turned into track mode, and stood on all fours, like a roaring giant beast, rumbling forward. Longcheng noticed that the system was reminding him to put down the plow, and he put down the plow. Wherever the Plow King passed,
The soil is cut easily like tofu.
Long Cheng's eyes were glowing. The light armor he drove before did not have similar functions.
After discovering that there was target farmland set by Uncle Gen before in the system, Longcheng started the operation directly.
Half an hour later, all the goals set in the system were completed.
Long Cheng still had some unfinished thoughts. Uncle Gen's faint voice came from behind him, asking him if he was a farmer before.
Only then did Long Cheng realize that he had actually forgotten about Uncle Gen, and he muttered no.
Uncle Gen asked what is the first operation?
Long Cheng hummed. He felt uneasy and felt that he had made a mistake. He finished plowing Uncle Gen's fields without Uncle Gen's consent. Will Uncle Gen be angry?
Uncle Gen's expression was a little strange.
Long Cheng felt even more uneasy. He lowered his head and said nothing. He made a mistake. Did he not have dinner today?
Uncle Gen didn't know what he was mumbling. He was a little disappointed and jumped out of the cockpit and returned to the farm by himself.
The sun was very dazzling, and Long Cheng felt a little lonely inexplicably with Uncle Gen's back.
Long Cheng felt that he had really done something wrong, but the strange thing was that grandma cooked a pot of meat for dinner and did not punish him.
The next day, Uncle Gen took Long Cheng to another piece of land and showed him how to dig a pile pit. Then he jumped down and told Long Cheng to try it.
Long Cheng shook his head, thinking of Uncle Gen's back yesterday.
Uncle Gen asked him why?
Long Cheng said he didn’t want Uncle Gen to be angry.
Uncle Gen said that he would not be angry if Longcheng could dig a qualified pile pit.
Long Cheng looked at Uncle Gen seriously, really?
Uncle Gen grinned and said loudly that of course it was true.
Long Cheng got into the cockpit of [Farming King] without saying a word.
He dug ten standard pits in one go that could be measured with a ruler.
That day, Uncle Gen gave [Iron King] to Longcheng.
From then on, Uncle Gen never touched his hand again. Finally, someone could take over his hard work. Every time he got off the [Iron Plow King], his butt was so sore that it was so painful that he felt like his muscles were loosening as he got older.
, butt can’t stand it anymore.
The cumbersome [Iron Plowing King] is dexterous and tame in Longcheng's hands. Grandma praised Longcheng's [Farming King] as if it was dancing.
Uncle Gen said that Long Cheng was a genius in farming.
Whenever Longcheng helped them farm, the villagers would sit in a row on the field ridge and watch with great interest.
"It's so beautiful. Look at this line. How straight the plow is, even straighter than a ruler!"
"I want it! Xiaolongcheng is a good farmer!"
"Hey, if my son is at this level, it would be worth his while to die."
"You are a bachelor, where did you get your son?"
Everyone likes to praise Long Cheng loudly. Whenever this happens, Long Cheng will blush and be at a loss. They will laugh and say that Long Cheng is so cute, just like a girl.
Everyone knew that Long Cheng liked to eat apples, so Long Cheng knew that in addition to red apples, there were also green apples, yellow apples, apples that were crunchy, apples that were crunchy, and small apples as big as eggs.
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Long Cheng was very happy and rushed to help everyone farm. He suddenly discovered that what he learned in the training camp was not useless. It was more suitable for farming than killing people.
Every day is very busy, but Longcheng feels very fulfilled, and the apple mixed with sweat seems even sweeter.
When the last field was plowed, the farm held a grand celebration, and everyone had a smile on their face. This year, the deep plowing and pile pits were carried out a full fifteen days earlier than expected, so they could more easily prepare for seedling cultivation and transplantation.
plant.
Long Cheng gnawed at the apple, feeling a little disappointed. How could he finish plowing so quickly?
But when he saw the smiles on everyone's faces, his mood became better again. He was very happy to be able to bring smiles to everyone. Click, click, he bit the apple hard. After plowing the land, he could learn to help.
Everyone does other work.
Longcheng's beautiful dream was shattered by a notice.
According to federal law, Long Cheng is under the age of 18 and must go to school. If the adoptive family does not arrange for Long Cheng to go to school before the 30th of this month, the adoption qualification will be cancelled.
No one on the farm had ever adopted an orphan, and no one thought about going to school. On the contrary, grandma was very happy. She felt that Longcheng should go to school, and young people should learn more skills. She asked Uncle Gen to go to nearby cities to find a good school.
School, she is willing to use her savings to send Longcheng to school.
Grandma said that school is a place to learn skills. Longcheng understood that school is the same place as a training camp.
Instructors always say that training camp is a place to learn skills.
Longcheng was afraid of the training camp, where he would be starved, whipped and killed. But if he didn't go to school, he couldn't stay with his grandma or stay on the farm.
Long Cheng hid in bed and thought about it all night. The next morning he told his grandma that he was going to the training camp.
Well, this is called school.
Grandma was very happy and told Longcheng to learn his skills well.
Long Cheng nodded and said he understood.
The dusty Uncle Gen came back with a bad look on his face and brought bad news. Because Longcheng had no previous education experience and no assessment scores, almost all schools refused to recruit him.
There is only one school willing to accept students without any assessment scores, Fengren Guangjia College.
Everyone on the farm gathered at grandma's house. When they heard the name, they all exclaimed and objected.
"Oh my God! Bedlam! You can't go there!"
"You must not go! You will die if you go there! There is a child in Yushan Farm who was admitted to a lunatic asylum and had his legs broken. He has no money for treatment and is still disabled now."
"Let's look for other schools. No matter what, we can't go to a lunatic asylum!"
Everyone talked, expressing their fear of this training camp, oh school. It is said that Fengren Guangjia Academy gathers the most stubborn and unruly problem boys and girls in the area. It is extremely dangerous, so it is called "Madhouse" and "Death School"
, several nearby cities, no, the entire Xingxing is a notorious place. Every student must sign various liability exemption agreements before enrolling.
After listening to everyone's description, Longcheng understood that it was a super training camp that brought together survivors and masters from various training camps.
Long Cheng's heart sank, he was a little scared, and his hands and feet became cold.
There are only two days until the 30th, so there is no time to look for a new school.
When Long Cheng saw his grandma's face full of worry, he suddenly wasn't so afraid.
He didn't want to leave the farm, his first home.
Long Cheng stopped everyone's argument and told them that he decided to go to Fengneng Guangjia Academy.
The instructor said that he was a born killer and the strongest killer.
