"I know this. It's just that the demon fox has played so many games with me. I can't bear to see it like this."
"When the machine is gone, it can be rebuilt. When the human spirit is gone, nothing is gone. Are you right? Okay, I'll come back in ten minutes. I hope you'll have stood up and left by then."
"Thank you." Weslin understood the meaning of the old man's words.
The sentence "I hope you have stood up by then" is actually an encouragement to him.
The old man sighed softly, glanced at the demon fox that had turned into a pile of scrap metal with his tiny eyes, shook his head and turned around to go to the auditorium outside the ring.
"Weslin."
At this time, Ran Xiaolei's voice came from beside him.
I saw a girl with a black ponytail, a red peaked cap embroidered with the words "CQC Fighting" on her head, a white T-shirt and suspender jeans standing next to Weslin.
The long brim of the hat covered half of her face, but her fair and delicate skin and delicate facial features could not be hidden. "Let's go, it's almost time. Be careful if you go back late, your aunt will be suspicious."
After saying that, Ran Xiaolei glanced at the broken body of the demon fox.
However, Weslin still knelt on the ground without saying a word.
Seeing him like this, Ran Xiaolei couldn't help but feel a little worried for him.
Although he usually looks carefree and indifferent, when it comes to his most important things, he seems to be a different person.
She could understand how Weslin was feeling now.
Then Ran Xiaolei put her fair-skinned left hand with a layer of calluses on its knuckles on Weslin's shoulder and gently pulled him back.
The next moment, she saw Weslin looking up and giving her a heartless smile.
This actually surprised Ran Xiaolei.
"Hehe! Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just wondering how to repair the demon fox."
Ran Xiaolei looked at Weslin's nonchalant smiling face quietly, feeling a little prickly in her heart.
She knew that Weslin knew that there was no possibility of repairing the demon fox.
But now he just wants to use this method to cover up his sadness and give himself a little hope.
He wanted to tell himself that the demon fox was not actually dead...
In this regard, there was nothing Ran Xiaolei could do for him except smile back at him and not expose him.
"Okay! The game that has been going on for a month is over! Now it's time to take a good rest." Weslin said as he picked up the remains of the demon fox from the ground and held it in his hands.
Although he said this, the so-called rest that Weslin said was forced.
He no longer has any robots that can fight, and there is only a semi-finished 60-kilogram robot left in the secret base, which is currently unable to participate in the war.
Without the demon fox, what will he rely on to obtain parts next?
Even this semi-finished product took Weslin and Demon Fox nearly a year of hard work to make.
When she thought of this, Ran Xiaolei felt a sense of sourness in her heart.
And when the two of them turned around to walk out, they saw a figure walking towards them at the entrance of the passage.
Wei Silin suddenly stopped and saw that the man turned out to be Wu Zhuoxuan, the operator of the Ripper.
Without those colorful and dazzling lights, Weslin finally saw what this guy looked like.
He is not as ferocious as his fighting robot, on the contrary, he looks a bit like a young boy. His skin is as white as a girl, and he has short hair dyed brown. His bangs slightly cover his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, which looks similar to Weslin.
Somewhat similar.
But the only thing that makes people feel disharmonious is that there is a two centimeter long scar on the left side of his face, which makes him look like a bad handsome guy.
When Ran Xiaolei saw the guy with a paralyzed face approaching, and two strong men who looked like thugs standing not far behind him, Ran Xiaolei subconsciously took a step to block Weslin.
"These guys are coming here at this time, I'm afraid they are not doing well!" Ran Xiaolei whispered to Wei Silin.
At this moment, both Wei Silin and Ran Xiaolei were full of hostility towards this guy.
Could it be that he came to show off his victory?
Wu Zhuoxuan waved, and a strong man behind him threw a black patent leather backpack over.
Wu Zhuoxuan firmly caught the backpack without looking back, and took out a yellow cardboard box as big as a sneaker box, with a row of gorgeous English fonts "Ken" written on it.
The next moment, Wu Zhuoxuan threw the yellow cardboard box towards Weslin.
Ran Xiaolei, like Weslin's personal bodyguard, intercepted the carton in mid-air, "Ken? Kollmorgen?"
After saying that, she opened the box and saw that it contained a brushless motor suitable for a 60-kg fighting robot and two 20-centimeter pieces of silver aluminum-magnesium alloy armor.
"You don't need to tell me that Kollmorgen's motor is a good thing. Although this piece of armor is not very rare, it is pretty good." Wu Zhuoxuan said.
Weslin glanced at the motors and armor in the box, "What do you mean?"
Wu Zhuo
"Why?"
"You don't need me to tell you this. You are a 30kg fighting robot, and I am 60kg, but in the end it ended up like that. From this aspect, I have lost. But based on my previous combat performance,
So my score is higher than yours."
"Don't think I'm pitying you, you deserve it. But I won't give you the bonus. Everything belongs to you. In return for our efforts, we can't let you go away empty-handed without the robot."
Weslin didn't expect that this unsmiling guy could be so reasonable.
"What about your robot? Isn't it also destroyed?"
Wu Zhuo
, the road is still long.”
"You have your own ideas and are a bit creative, but your abilities cannot support your ambitions. Your robot abilities are designed to be very scattered. You do not focus all your efforts on weapon systems, but instead engage in those
Things like automatic tire separation and nitrogen ejection devices are off-topic things. Maybe you want to have more survivability in the competition, but I really want to say that no matter how hard you try, it is just a robot of less than 30 kilograms. No
Maybe 60 kilograms of stuff can be stuffed into it.”
"Thank you for reminding me, I know all this." Weslin said.
As he said that, Wu Zhuoxuan glanced at the demon fox he held in his hand, "Since the old one is gone, why not take the opportunity to get a new one. Now you already have the core device of a fighting robot, the motor. I will leave the rest.
I think you’ll figure it out on your own.”
Speaking of this, Wu Zhuoxuan's expression suddenly became serious, "I hope that the next time I see you, you will bring out a 60-kilogram fighting robot instead of a gadget of this level."
"After all that, this little gadget has defeated your Ripper!" Ran Xiaolei couldn't see Wu Zhuoxuan's lofty and arrogant appearance and wanted to dampen his spirit.
Wu Zhuo
The battle of demons... We are not qualified at all!"
"Xiaoxuan, the car has arrived, we should leave." A strong man in the distance suddenly said.
Wu Zhuoxuan took one last look at Weslin and his demon fox, turned around and left the arena without saying another word.
Watching the man leave, a fire in Weslin's heart was slowly ignited.
"This guy is such a stinker! What's so great about winning by luck!" Ran Xiaolei said in a loud voice.
"He's right." Weslin passed by Ran Xiaolei, "The 110-kilogram world is a battle between gods and demons. We are still far away..."
"Weslin..." Ran Xiaolei felt that Weislin's emotions had an indescribable feeling.
He seemed a little desperate, but in the despair was burning the flame of hope!
It was already nine o'clock at night when Ran Xiaolei drove Weslin in a pickup truck to take him home.
According to usual practice, Weslin's mother had gone to bed early to take a beauty sleep.
In the game between Weslin and his mother, he must either come back early or miss her bedtime and go home while she is asleep.
This way, he won't see his mother getting angry.
His mother would usually pick up whatever was at hand when she was angry and teach Weslin a lesson.
"Weslin, be careful!"
"Don't worry, my mother must have fallen asleep. We'll see you tomorrow." Wei Silin smiled at Ran Xiaolei and waved his hand.
Ran Xiaolei still couldn't let go of him, but at this time, silence was better than sound, so it was better to leave him alone, so she drove home.
Weslin turned around and walked to the door, stood outside the door and took a deep breath, then took out the key and carefully inserted it into the keyhole without making any sound.
After opening the door, he tiptoed through the living room and towards his bedroom.
It was dark everywhere, and he didn't want to wake up his mother who was waiting to teach him a lesson by turning on the light.
"Back?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded on the sofa in the living room.
Weslin was so frightened that he immediately stood up straight and looked around the entire living room, but did not see anyone standing nearby.
At this moment, a towel suddenly floated up on the originally flat sofa!
It's like a corpse in the morgue comes to life!
Seeing this scene, Weslin jumped back in fright, "Mom?!"
The towel slipped off his mother's body, revealing a dark outline.
At this time, Weslin used the moonlight shining in from the window and saw a hammer placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa!
Seeing the hammer, Weslin swallowed secretly, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate.
Crack!
Mom suddenly lit the lighter and lit a cigarette for herself.
The cigarette butt that brightened with inhalation slightly illuminated her face, but it was only a vague outline of her facial features.
"Why did you come back at this time? Isn't it half a day of class today?"
"Uh..." Weslin glanced at the hammer, as if he had foreseen his "death".