I don't have a system but I have a hammer

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[Above the Jinghai Expressway, inside an industrial vehicle...]

"Ah, stop fighting, stop fighting!!"

"My legs, ah, my legs..."

"Please let us go, please..."

"Asshole, you have to die!"

"... "

[Incessant screams and curses came from the rest cabin behind the door, and the medicine bottle and I in the cockpit frowned...]

[As the two looked at each other, the medicine bottle glanced at the trucks and helicopters below that had been reduced to mechanical parts, and then turned to glance at the corpse lying under me, being sucked out of flesh and blood by the tentacles of the blood tide. He couldn't help but mutter. One sentence...]

"Is your work style always so direct?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

[I rolled my eyes, pointed at the rest cabin behind me where wailing was still coming from, and curled my lips...]

"Uncle Wrench is the one interrogating the prisoner now, okay? Besides, I'm also surprised. Why did he become so irritable when he came back from the command post? I don't know if he saw something at the command post. Alas..."

"Haha, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me..."

As if remembering something, the medicine bottle suddenly grinned...

"Actually, Brother Wrench's character was quite fiery before. It was only after he was officially accepted by Roll that he gradually calmed down. However, I haven't seen him for almost a hundred years, and I thought his temperament had been smoothed out. Yeah, who knew it was just pretending, hehe, it’s just..."

[After speaking, he retracted his smile and turned to look at me who was listening, but his expression turned sad again...]

"There's something you probably don't know yet. The reason why Brother Wrench, who had already become famous for a long time, was willing to be officially incorporated was because of that little girl from the Divine Language Tribe. A hundred years ago on the garbage planet, Brother Wrench went to war with more than a hundred system hosts. , although he won the battle in the end, the command ship was also surrounded by a swarm of infected bombs. At the critical moment, it was the God-spoken Destiny who drove his vehicle into the encirclement and rescued him..."

"Alas, Brother Wrench survived, but the God-spoken Destiny was infected with the bullet poison and became a cripple for the rest of his life. This incident made Brother Wrench feel very guilty, so he wanted to make amends in various ways. pity…"

He spread his hands helplessly...

"The purpose of the Divine Speech Destiny is to rebuild the Divine Speech Civilization, but with Wrench's ability at the time, he couldn't satisfy her request at all, so in the end he had no choice but to listen to her words, respond to Rohr's official call, and join the recruitment team... "

"what?"

[When I heard this, I couldn’t help but frown...]

"Are the two related?"

"Of course it's related..."

[The medicine bottle looks at me with burning eyes...]

"Because the God-spoken Destiny gave Brother Wrench a prophecy, saying that although he can't do this, there is a person who can do it, and this person comes from a remote galaxy and will come to find him at the end of the Destiny Conference a hundred years later. Him, so you just need to wait for that person to show up..."

"I see…"

[Of course I knew that the person he was talking about was me, and my expression couldn’t help but become subtle...]

"Then he is really patient..."

"Haha, I saved his life after all..."

[The medicine bottle nods in agreement...]

"The interesting thing is that these hundred years are neither long nor short, but Brother Wrench feels uncomfortable looking at the deteriorating body of the God-spoken Destiny, and you won't be able to get there in a while. So he turned all his guilt into love for the little crocodile..."

"It is no exaggeration to say that in Brother Wrench's heart, Little Crocodile has long been his relative, so I just said that he is irritable. In fact, it is not all because of personality problems. It is mainly because Little Crocodile was caught. Don't look at it. He looked indifferent on the surface, but in fact he was more anxious than anyone else. And I believe that he must have heard or seen something about the little crocodile at the command post, otherwise he would not have suddenly become so excited. , if you don’t believe it…”

[He pointed to the quiet resting cabin behind him, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes...]

"When Brother Wrench's interrogation is over, you can go and ask. Of course, you don't really want to find out anything. I just think that you have been waiting for him for a hundred years and are the key to fulfilling his promise. No matter what, You must be one of the people he trusts most, and you are his immediate boss, so appropriate psychological comfort is still needed. After all, no one is an iron man..."

"Uh...are you serious?"

[I glanced at him slightly strangely...]

"In terms of biological age, I may not even have a fraction of his age. In terms of psychological age, he is my great-great-grandfather, so let's not talk about whether I am qualified to preach to him. It's just my psychology. Whether the comfort will work or not is a matter of debate. The most I can do is chat like friends, and the rest..."

"It's okay to chat, it's okay to chat..."

[Seeing my reluctance, the medicine bottle changed its tone. While nodding in agreement, he popped out the mechanical arm and opened the cabin door with a "swish". When he saw the resting cabin filled with blood and dirt, While waiting with a bunch of people lying around, a flash of helplessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he could only focus on Uncle Wrench who was squatting on the corpse with his head down, and after two seconds of silence, he shouted...]

"Brother Wrench, do you have time to chat?"

"I heard everything you just said..."

[Uncle Wrench shook off the blood on his hands indifferently, stood up and opened the cabin door. Facing the howling wind, he threw the body out of the cabin while shaking his head nonchalantly...]

"I don't need any psychological comfort. The only way to comfort me now is to find Little Crocodile. And I wasn't emotional just now. It was just for the interrogation work, so I had to hide my emotions. You don't have to worry about it. So, if you are too worried, on the contrary..."

[While speaking, he had thrown out all the corpses, and after closing the hatch, he walked straight into the cockpit, sat down next to me, and pointed to the rest behind him where the smell of blood had not completely dissipated. Cabin, narrowed his eyes...]

"The person who really needs to worry is actually the second child, because I have just interrogated the intelligence from this group of escorts, and combined with the information I collected at the command post, I am now basically certain that the second child The purpose is to use a large amount of lighting equipment to create an area of ​​strong light. Although it seems useless at first glance, after thinking about it, I think what he did is really amazing!"