mechanical court

Seeing his sudden change, Ivan softened his tone:

"You have fighting blood in your veins. Fighting is fish and water to you. You can't fit into the world of normal people because these people are completely different from you. They can't bring you real happiness. I am a bystander. It can be seen that you don't feel a little bit, right!?"

"Fish and water? I love that analogy."

Number Zero raised his head, like a lion about to roar to the sky, his pupils glowed like fire, and he reached out to accept the invitation: "But I won't form a team with you, because I am eager to confront you again. Come back, I want to witness the meaning of existence with my fist!"

"That's what you said! Before you meet me, don't fall under the hands of others." Ivan responded to his challenge.

Chapter 1 Eighty Public Execution

The space station heading to the mother star is based on silver and white, and it is located on the thickest branch of the space city. It is surrounded by towering lifting platforms, and it is full of brilliance in this star-studded universe.

Walking along the imitation gravity passage into the periphery of the space station, an orange-yellow corridor slopes upwards, and the road in front gradually rises, with a row of lights erected on both sides, illuminating everything on the ground as bright as day.Walking along the promenade to the end, there is a huge metal disc in front of it. The exterior is a dotted glass curtain wall, and the passengers walking inside can be seen clearly from a long distance.

"There are so many people going to the mother planet."

Ivan walked up the stairs, looked at the brightly lit waiting hall in front of him, and muttered to himself in surprise.Although it was night at this time, there was still a long queue at the space station. He glanced at the almost endless queue and felt a faint sadness.

"It's okay, as long as I'm with you, it's fine to stay here overnight." Xia Mie said happily.

She is wearing a slim black long dress today, her beautiful short hair is neatly gathered behind her ears, and she wears a black lace armband on her upper arm. Only the edge of the armband is white lace.On the snow-white neck is a necklace, which is similar to a black neck ring, and the edge is still white lace. The dress is a one-piece dress with a fluffy tail.

Stacked from the tail of the skirt upwards, layered up like petals until the waist, the whole skirt becomes narrower and narrower from the tail end to the waist.The tail of the skirt at the lower end is swollen to the ankle, and the skirt at the upper end is slender and tightens the waist. This kind of size contrast just sets off the beautiful line of the waist.Those who know know that she is going to participate in the mixed martial arts competition, but those who don't know think she is going to participate in the beauty pageant.

"By the way, are you hungry? I made pastries, fruit salad, bread with jam, and honey biscuits for you!" She held up her bulging leather bag and said as if taking credit.

"It's amazing! But I'm not hungry now... Also, the things you brought seem to be checked. According to the regulations, passengers are not allowed to bring food and drinks on board the spaceship. If they are hungry, they will provide them for free."

"How could it be like this..." Shamir's eyes suddenly lost their brilliance, and he lowered his head, showing a very disappointed expression.

"It's okay, it's okay! We can eat it during the game! It's definitely delicious to eat your snacks while watching the game." Seeing her so disappointed, Ivan comforted her unbearably.

"That's a good deal, you must eat it!" She raised her face and looked at him with the eyes of a wounded animal.

"Definitely." He agreed immediately.

"Well, then there's nothing to be disappointed about." Shamir smiled again.

She smiled happily on the surface, but actually smiled even more happily in her heart-in fact, the food was purchased temporarily, and she didn't know how to cook at all, and of course she couldn't make so many delicious snacks.

During this period of time, in addition to desperately strengthening his strength, Shamir has been reflecting on his behavior, and has accepted the guidance of many love masters.I feel that the reason why the previous offensive was unsuccessful must be because I was too tough.And the first meeting impression was too bad, which left him with a bad feeling.

After learning from the pain, he readjusted his strategy, took this opportunity to change into clothes that enhance women's strength, and deliberately created a sense of contrast. As expected, he won the first battle.This kind of contrast really made Ivan at a loss, and when the other party released the female power, he couldn't refuse those good intentions, and he seemed passive everywhere.

one-one-one-one

After queuing in a long queue for two hours, Shamiel and Ivan finally squeezed into the security checkpoint when they could hardly bear to eat snacks.

Inside the window sill was a handsome blond girl, wearing a black boat-shaped hat on her head, looking dignified and beautiful.After seeing the destination on their booking information, the other party nodded politely and said in a professional and friendly tone:

"The two of you are participating in the mixed martial arts competition, right? According to the requirements of our superiors, all certified fighters will automatically be VIPs by default. If you need VIP service, please scan your fighter qualification certificate."

"Suddenly increased services?" Ivan asked.

"Well, this is a service channel temporarily opened for the mixed martial arts competition. After all, our consortium is also the sponsor of the fighting competition." Due to the bonus of appearance buff, she answered very carefully.

"Then scan it." Ivan raised his wrist resolutely, called up the QR code of his fighter certification, and scanned it on the window sill's identifier.

"Registered fighter, codenamed Fire Fist, passed the identification." The recognizer, which looked like a rocket launcher, immediately issued a voice prompt.

The so-called fighter certification refers to the certification of participating in mixed martial arts competitions.Since this is the first fighting competition of an unprecedented scale, the review is relatively loose. As long as you enter your identity information on the application page, you are considered an officially recognized fighter.

As for the code name... Generally, fighters don't know their real names, and the association also considers this, and uses code names to refer to fighters.

Yiwen has no experience in this field, so he thought he could change it casually, so he entered a 'Fire Fist' casually, and the result was directly officially certified-he knew the truth and regretted it very much. Phoenix.

"I am also a fighter! Let me scan!"

Shamir followed to the window sill, stretched out her white and slender wrist, and gently shook the port of the recognizer.

"Registered fighter, code name Huangkuang Dianguang, identity verification passed." The mechanical neutral voice came back again.

Such a domineering code name shocked the surrounding people, and the passengers who heard the voice couldn't help but look at Shamir, unable to connect the delicate girl in front of him with that code name.Yiwen followed suit with an envious look. Such a handsome code name was more impressive than his own fire fist.

However, at this moment, the elegant smile at the corner of Shamier's mouth became stiff. Under the eyes of everyone, her sense of shame had reached its peak, and she almost wanted to cover her face and crawl into the floor to pretend to be dead for a while.

Like Yiwen, when she registered, she didn't expect the code name to be officially certified.At that time, the plan was fast, so he casually lost a name that he thought was very handsome, and then directly forgot about it.

Only when she was read out by the identification device at this moment did she remember that her code name was Madden Lightning--this kind of code name is slightly secondary when used on men. It's just too shameful for me.

But the matter has come to this point, and Xia Mier also knows that once lost, some things cannot be retrieved. I just hope that this code name will not destroy the lady image that I have managed to maintain.

Chapter 1 City of Steel

The VIP room of the spacecraft is located in the front cabin of the spacecraft. In terms of spatial structure, it is a center platform with curved walls.The internal entertainment facilities are complete, including living facilities including bathrooms, and flight attendants with the best business capabilities provide full service.

Ivan and Shamir were arranged in the third seat, next to the window of the spaceship, outside the circular high-strength glass, the stars are constantly passing by like streamers, which looks very novel.

The passengers in the VIP room are all fighters, about one-third are human beings, and the other two-thirds are all different forms of cosmic races.This is because Gudal Star is covered by the Federation's traffic routes and is a transit point for interstellar traffic routes. Therefore, fighters from many planets have to pass through the space city and then arrive at the steel city of the parent planet.

"..."

Ivan just sat on the eggshell protective chair and put on his seat belt with a click, when he suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart.As if something started slightly, an inexplicable feeling surged from his heart, but he couldn't grasp the source.

The two men and one woman facing each other silently muttered something with their eyes closed, as if they were conducting some kind of religious ceremony.They looked like humans in appearance, but the style of their clothing stayed in the classical era—white loose robes with bronze armor, daggers pinned to their waists, and a pair of flat sandals with thin straps under their feet.

Out of politeness, Ivan looked away after observing for a while, and called up the program of the Virtual Dimension Project from the watch screen.But when he was about to watch the show with peace of mind, he suddenly felt a few pairs of malicious eyes staring at him not far from his seat.

"..."

He raised his head, followed his senses, and found that those malicious eyes did not come from humans, but a kind of alien creature that looked three parts like a human and seven parts like a monster.

The source of malice, on a row of protective chairs diagonally opposite Ivan, sat three aliens with a height of three meters, horns on their heads, red skin, and green faces and fangs.The clothing of these 'people' is very nomadic, with bundles of hair tangled together and braided into compact cylinders.He wears an armor made of animal skin mixed with metal, and ornaments made of animal bones hang on his neck and arms.

Noticing Ivan's gaze, the three 'orcs' bared their fangs at the same time, grinned ferociously on their faces, showing a eager attitude, as if they couldn't wait to fight him.

"Don't pay attention to them, these three guys are the ghost faces of Aiken. They live to fight, and their heads have been damaged by continuous wars for thousands of years. Normal people can't communicate with this kind of monsters at all." Shamir Seemingly having noticed something strange about Ivan's body, he quietly approached his ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"It turned out to be the fighting nation of Planet Aiken." Yiwen immediately felt relieved, lowered his head and continued to watch the show, ignoring their provocations.

Speaking of Aiken, it is actually the hometown of Casillas, the apostle conqueror. This is a typical militant. In order to compete with the strong, he has challenged all known apostles (except Antoun) , and even take the initiative to travel across planets, looking for strong players from different dimensions to fight.

It's also very interesting to say, I don't know if the environment shaped the conqueror or the conqueror brought the atmosphere, everyone on the planet Aiken is extremely warlike, and to be honest, they are all ugly...

In the beginning, the Ghostfaces on Aiken just fought for the few oases on this desert planet, fighting for a better living environment for themselves and their offspring.But fighting, people may be red-eyed, or because of the deep hatred between each other, everyone has forgotten their original intention to participate in the war-the only thing they long for is endless war , I wish the flames of war would keep burning.

What war is best at is destroying all civilizations and miracles. It is precisely because of this reason that the civilization that once existed on Planet Aiken declined rapidly, and everything was annihilated in the smoke of war.