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Chapter 444

As the authority of Junkertown, the queen naturally has a palace of her own.

It’s just that the palace is far less magnificent than Hammond imagined, without the splendor it should have, without the majestic murals, and without the sculpted soldiers waiting in full force… What is there is just a plain throne on the steps.

The Queen sat there quietly, with her left arm resting on the armrest, and the tiger head at the front end of the armrest showed a bit of royal air.With her other hand rubbing her chin, she staggered her legs, crossed them, and stared at Hammond with interest.

"You... are Wrecking Ball?"

After watching for a while, the Queen finally posed the first question to Hammond.

On the mecha, Hammond leaned out his upper body, "Chichichi yelled, and soon the language translation device inside the mecha translated it into English.

"Wrecking Ball is the nickname given to me by those sick cats. My name is Hammond. Remember, my name is Hammond, not Wrecking Ball."

Although the words spoken by the device were ugly, uttering words one by one, not coherent at all, it did not prevent the queen from understanding what he meant.The queen nodded and couldn't help but sigh in her heart how powerful this translation device is, it can actually translate the language of hamsters, the technology is a bit advanced!
At first Wrecking Ball said he was going to bring the mech in, and the queen was a little worried about his aggressive behavior. Now it seems that the hamster is quite honest, and there is indeed a translation device inside the mech.

"Wrecking Ball, how did you come to Junktown? What's your purpose?"

This is the question the queen wants to know the answer to the most. It is related to whether Junker Town can accept this hamster. If there is a certain danger, it is better to send it out.

"I said my name is Hammond! Forget it, you stupid humans always like to think first."

Hearing this, the queen frowned, bit her lower lip with her teeth, and slowly clenched her hands lightly on the armrest.

As Hammond continued to speak, the Queen gradually calmed down her anger, and rightly regarded him as childish, even if a hamster has improved a lot in IQ, it is at most a teenager, it is normal to say the wrong thing, there is no need Be serious with him.

"I'm from the Moon's 'Horizon' base. There was a group of scientists there. They experimented with us. Finally, a group of gorillas rioted. I followed a gorilla here. What planet is this? I feel very familiar, as if I I was born in this land. As for the purpose... what purpose can I have? I just want to fill my stomach and live, there are no towns around, there must be none, and I will starve to death when I go out."

"This is Earth."

The queen thought quickly, analyzing the veracity of Wrecking Ball's statement.

"Earth, chirp! I think I should stay here, the climate on the moon is terrible."

The queen felt that the high probability that Wrecking Ball said was true. A hamster like this must have something to do with the scientist. As long as he can prove his worth with his strength, it is okay to stay.

"Well, if you can win the top three in this mechanical gladiatorial competition, I will allow you to stay in Junker Town."

"Mechanical gladiatorial contest?"

Hammond's original voice was full of doubts, but after being translated by the equipment, it changed its taste, without any emotional color, like a machine, but it was a machine in the first place.

The queen gave him a brief introduction to the mechanical gladiatorial competition in the scrap yard. After hearing this, Hammond was eager to try. The champion not only has a trophy, but also a bonus!
As for other incidental things, such as honor, fame, popularity and other illusory things, he doesn't care, what he holds in his hand is real.

Contestants have the right to use all the metals in the scrap yard, and what they can transform the mecha into is entirely dependent on their own mechanical modification skills.

In terms of mechanical modification, Hammond has absolute confidence. He secretly learned a lot of mechanical skills when he was at the "Horizon" moon base, and he even started to research some gadgets. This escape pod was made by him of.

So he is confident of winning the championship. The first three requests made by the Queen are nothing to him.

"When does the game start?" Hammond asked.

"tomorrow."

"tomorrow?!"

No matter how surprised Hammond's own tone was, after the translation of the device, it was as flat as plain water.

The queen nodded, and said slowly: "So you can go now, go to the scrap yard, and improve your mech. Maybe you will win the first few rounds easily, but, the further you go, the more you will face. The mecha and its pilot are more powerful. If you can survive to the end, you will face the previous champion. It is necessary to know the characteristics of the opponent's mecha, so this is not only a mecha competition, but also a Mech modification competition."

"Does it cost money to participate?" Hammond asked realistically.

The queen was amused, but only grinned slightly, and then returned to seriousness.

"Money? No, everyone can participate for free, provided they have their own mecha. You go to the scrap yard, there is a registration point, today is the last day of registration, and there are about four or ten minutes before the end of registration, hurry up Already!"

As soon as the voice fell, Hammond turned into a ball and rolled out.

When we arrived at the scrap yard, there were mountains of metal scraps piled up all around, and among them, a wooden pavilion was particularly eye-catching. There was a person sitting inside, leaning on a chair, and a small stool was placed in front of him, with his legs flat on it. The posture looks very comfortable.

There are many people here who are searching for the materials they need.

When Hammond came here, those scumbags all cast unkind eyes, but Hammond was surprised, why did he make himself look like a villain who did all kinds of evil?Did you provoke you?

Hammond didn't remember the looks of those who hunted him down, but those guys who suffered from Hammond's hands remembered him to death, and wished they could go up to him now to challenge him, but they still prevailed with reason impulse.

If you can't fight again and again, singled out is just asking for humiliation!

The mech moved its limbs, Hammond sat on it, and came outside the wooden pavilion.The man was snoring, and Hammond jumped down and knocked on the table.

The man woke up immediately, and opened his arms subconsciously when he saw Hammond, and Hammond quickly jumped back to the mecha.

The person in charge soon sobered up. The queen seemed to have revoked the reward order, and it was useless to catch him now.

"Wrecking Ball, you are a wanted man in Junktown, what are you doing here?"

"It used to be, but it's not now. I talked to the Queen, and she asked me to sign up for the mechanical gladiatorial competition. If I win the top three, I can live here." Hammond always spoke so sincerely.

The person in charge of the registration point did not put on a show of deliberately making things difficult. He knew the power of the wrecking ball and knew his duty.Anyone can participate in the mechanical gladiatorial competition, as long as there is a mech. Obviously, Wrecking Ball meets these requirements.

"The name of the contestant, the age of the contestant, and the name of the mecha."

"Hammond, 14 years old, the name of the armor..."

Hammond thought for a while, and then said: "Since this is the territory of the scumbags, then I will do as the Romans do, and call it the scumbags."

"The registration is complete, you can go, remember to sign in at seven o'clock tomorrow morning to draw lots."

Hammond nodded, and drove the mecha to the pile of metal scraps. The mecha's offensive ability was very small and had to be improved. It was not his style to be beaten passively.

　Thanks to the book friend "Huanyue Xichen" for rewarding 100 starting coins!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)