Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

At 23:[-], Chi Xiaochi handed in half a cubic meter of Naman metal with cosmic radiation removed according to the required specifications, and rushed to meet with Rosie and the others at the agreed coordinates.

Most of the Naman metal contained in the stardust was taken away by Chi Xiaochi, and 061 transformed the metal into cold liquid and stored it in an empty cabin.

With these six bottles of liquid, Bruce's new body is settled.

Chi Xiaochi was in a good mood, but he couldn't stop the double attack of drunkenness and drowsiness. After setting the target coordinates, he said to 061, "I'm asleep."

061 Flicking open a book: "Last time I read to you..."

Chi Xiaochi was indeed extremely tired. He stretched out his hand and pulled it twice, as if to cover someone's mouth: "...I'm going to sleep, don't make noise."

061 was stunned for a long time, until the sound of uniform breathing sounded close to the heart, then Bruce raised his hand at the same time, stroked his chest, and was fascinated by the subtle sounds from inside.

...why do you always have so many things on your mind?

Too smart and too tired.

...and he quickly realized the consequences of "thinking too much".

It wasn't until being surrounded by four special planes that 061 realized that someone had been following them for a long time.

One of the crimson mechas holding a detector said firmly: "That's right, he has a very strong Naman metal signal on him."

The other spider-shaped mecha held a laser gun and sneered, "Hurry up and hand it over. One-on-four, can your mecha handle it? You should be able to settle the score."

The other two mechs didn't make a sound, but the two infrared rays aimed one at Bruce's knees and the other at the power system on his back. If he tried to forcefully break through, he would be brought down immediately.

And 061, or Bruce, didn't intend to run at all.

Bruce stood in the middle of the encirclement and said politely, "Hush, please keep your voice down. My master is sleeping."

The spider mecha laughed: "This is still a highly intelligent system."

Bruce stared at the detector in the hands of the crimson mecha, and instantly analyzed all its functions: "According to the regulations, each person cannot carry a detector with a range of more than one kilometer. How did you bring it in?"

The spider mech clicked his tongue, and pulled the trigger with his fingertips, and the snow-white laser light hit Bruce's lower back fiercely.

Bruce knelt down, clutching his waist.

The spider mecha turned on the energy storage button of the laser gun, and said contemptuously: "That's a lot of talking. Hand over the things, or you will be scrapped here."

Crimson Mecha is a girl.She didn't approve of this kind of robbery with open flames, but seeing that the time was running out, none of the four of them could find Naman metal even the size of a little thumbnail, how could they be reconciled?

She said, "Handing it over is helping us."

Bruce didn't speak, and ignored her.

The spider mecha threatened: "If you don't hand it in, we will make you useless here, and destroy your master's distress transmitter. At that time, your master will wander here with an iron bump. You Do you know how far it takes to walk to the nearest monitoring point? A full ten kilometers. Do you know what you will encounter on the road if there is no mecha?"

They were all waiting for Blue to disarm.

This machine has a high level of anthropomorphism and has a personal emotional system, so it should know what "fear" is.

Bruce, who was kneeling on one knee, raised his head and asked, "...What will you meet?"

The spider mech didn't expect that this would be someone who wouldn't shed tears without seeing the coffin, so he picked up the laser gun and said angrily, "You don't eat the toast, do you eat fine wine?"

After cursing, he pulled the trigger again.

This time he aimed at Blue's head.

If a shot penetrates through it, then Blue's central core system will undoubtedly be scrapped.

Unexpectedly, when the trigger was pulled, he failed to see the laser light that shot out.

At some point, Bruce had already dodged to his side, his right hand stayed ten centimeters away from the muzzle of the gun, and the laser light gathered into a ball, unable to penetrate an inch.

Bruce let go of the left hand that held the "battle damaged area" just now, and in the palm of his hand was a mass of laser energy that hadn't been injected into its body just now!

With a slight movement of its wrist, countless snow-white laser butterflies came out from between Bruce's mechanical fingers and flew away in all directions.

And Bruce stood in front of the sluggish spider mech, and bowed gentlemanly: "I'm sorry."

Everyone was wondering what the hell kind of defense system this was.

But their instincts had already made them fire together, and the target was of course Bruce.

But those bullets, lasers, and penetrating infrared rays were all unable to move forward when they reached the outside of the Blue Mech, and they all turned into fine afterimages. If you look closely, you can see countless analyzed data flowing on it. The body circulates and disperses.

Blu stretched out his hand, and pulled away the penetrating infrared rays that were about to shoot directly into the weapon system on his wrist: "...Everyone."

A group of robbers had fallen into complete sluggishness.

Bruce bent the laser's track again, like fiddling with a soft rope: "...I just said that my master is sleeping."

The two of the four who used infrared guns had sensed that something was wrong and wanted to escape, but found that their power system had failed.

They had to forcefully restart the power system, who would have received a series of error messages.

Just as they were wondering, they saw a white laser butterfly slowly flying past their imaging system, and in an instant, their imaging systems were all declared useless.

... When did these things invade their mechs? !

At this time, Bruce had already modified all the ballistics, and said gently: "I don't want to wake him up. So, I hope everyone will take care of him and don't scream too loudly."

After all, it made a 45-degree bow.

The moment it bent down, the weapons and ammunition stagnant in mid-air moved.

——Infrared rays penetrated the power system of the spider mech, the laser gun blew up the detector of the crimson mecha, and the laser shot through the weapon systems of the other two mechs.

When Bruce straightened up, the other four mechs that had been shot into briquettes collapsed to the ground.

He looked around and made sure that the four mechas were completely scrapped, they couldn't even get out of the cabin, so he walked to the side of each mecha, and opened the warehouse where they stored the distress signal like opening the door of his own house , placed in a circle like birthday candles.

Blu waved and said, "I heard from Mr. Spider that the nearest monitoring point is about ten kilometers away from here; as for what people will encounter in this wilderness without mechas, please ask this gentleman to tell us slowly. Let your companion explain."

The spider mech was already panicking: "Give it back to us, give that back to us!... Please!"

Blue ignored them and got up to leave, intending to let them stay there until after midnight.

Four laser white butterflies landed on the four distress signalers, flapped their wings lightly, and emitted streams of light streamers of data.

After walking for more than ten kilometers, Chi Xiaochi naturally woke up from his light sleep.

061 asked: "Did you sleep well?"

The cockpit is soft and comfortable, the temperature is adjusted just right, and the surroundings are unusually quiet. It can be said that the sleep is dark and sweet, without even having a dream.

"Not bad." Chi Xiaochi stretched comfortably, "Bru, what time is it? Where have you been?"

Bruce carefully felt the activities of Chi Xiaochi in his body, and his tone was extremely gentle: "11:58 p.m. There are still a few hundred meters before we reach the agreed meeting coordinate point."

Chi Xiaochi asked: "Have you encountered anything on the road?"

Blue replied: "No, everything is safe."

After the mecha strolled for a while, Chi Xiaochi suddenly heard a sharp electronic sound in the distance, turned his head to look, and saw four fireworks exploded in the sky, and the light beads dispersed, like a silver snake spewing a letter, a golden dragon roaring in the sky, Very eye-catching in the dark.

061 laughed very quickly and lightly.

Chi Xiaochi looked back and seemed to have a feeling: "Teacher Six?"

"Cough." 061 coughed lightly, "It seems that a team had a collective accident."

Chi Xiaochi said: "Then they played the distress signal quite entertainingly."

Before 061 could speak, he heard Rosie's voice from behind: "...Ji?"

He turned around and saw Rosie and her Mecha Red raising their hands to greet him on the edge of a cliff not far away.

Rosie shouted: "Xiaoqing just roasted a hare, come up quickly. Have you finished your task?"

Chi Xiaochi jumped out of the mech and said deliberately: "It's not finished."

"Excellent." Rosie didn't feel annoyed, she turned her head and shouted to the Wang siblings, "Put away the rabbit legs and leave the rabbit bones to him."

Luo Xi was always easy to get along with, and in just a few hours, Wang Xiaoqing and Wang Xizhou had gotten to know her very well.

The three teenagers and girls laughed together, even Ji Zuoshan raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes sparkled slightly.

And under the rocks not far away, Zhan Yanchao's eyes were filled with waves, and his fists were clenched tightly.

It was not like this before.

In the past... there was only Ji Zuoshan and him.

Ji Zuoshan almost never smiled, but now he smiles like a cycad tree blooming, which is very touching.

Zhan Yanchao was lying behind the rock watching eagerly, and suddenly found Ji Zuoshan looking around, as if he felt being spied on, he immediately retreated behind the rock, pressed the head of his mech, and yelled in a low voice: "Don't move!" ! Bow your head!"

Seeing that the regret value rose to 15 points, Chi Xiaochi didn't say anything, and walked up the cliff with Bruce.

Zhan Yanchao greedily chased the leaving footsteps until he could no longer hear them, then buried his face in his arms with red eye circles, and whispered: "Ji Zuoshan, come back."

But the sound was so low that even he couldn't hear himself.

His mech looked down at him.

Zhan Yanchao sat blankly for a moment, suddenly remembered something, opened his mecha and got in, and gave the order: "Turn off all the heat preservation, lighting and somatosensory systems, leaving only the external warning system."

A battle mech will obey its master's orders, and it will naturally do so.

The whole world went quiet.

Normally, Zhan Yanchao and the mecha senses are connected, so of course he doesn't feel anything, but when all the systems go on strike, the cabin is cramped, small, stuffy, and dark, like a coffin.

...just like the coffin he once made for Ji Zuoshan.

He always thought it was just an insignificant punishment.

In less than an hour, he began to be irritable, sweating, palpitations, unable to see anything, and began to think wildly.

Two hours later, he felt like ants were biting his body, and couldn't help scratching the inside of the mech with his fingers.

The Jijia asked him if he wanted to come out, but Zhan Yanchao said desperately, saying no.

After an unknown amount of time, the mech felt an extremely strong impact and struggle from inside. It immediately adopted an emergency plan and ejected the cockpit.

Zhan Yanchao rolled out of the cabin, fell on the ground, his clothes were soaked in sweat, wiped his face several times, and asked the mecha in a trembling voice: "What time is it..."

Jijia replied: "Master, it's four o'clock."

Zhan Yanchao felt weak all over, looking at the dark, pre-dawn night sky, thinking, he thought he had spent half his life in it.

No wonder every time Ji Zuoshan came out of the coffin, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his elbows were black and black. He always blamed him for being coquettish, didn't know how to reflect on his mistakes, and only knew to quarrel with him.

He turned over on his back, covered his head and face, and curled up into a ball.

What did he do...