In a remote place not far from the military base, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

An Yang's five fingers clenched into a fist, and the ball of light in his hand disappeared out of thin air.

It's said to be a separator fusion bomb, but it's actually just a variant of the magic of light, and a slight change to the spell structure makes the scattered light particles gather together into a ball, and it becomes this magical ball of light.

An Yang looked back at the base lightly, still on guard, and couldn't tell what was going on inside from the outside.

Turn around and hide in the crowd.

……

Walking on the bustling streets of the United States, he did not change his appearance with illusions.

At this time, the United States had not yet used the technology of Cybertron to develop technology on a large scale, nor had it had time to establish a global ubiquitous surveillance network for Decepticon members, no more than two years later, he now did not have to worry about being detected by surveillance on the street.

The old-fashioned streets have a sense of time, and walking through them feels subtle.

Cars come and go, the flow of people is turbulent, but it is generally quiet, only the whistling wind brought by the vehicles speeding on the road, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground, and no people can be heard talking. Although the buildings on both sides are tall, they also have an old color, which is not as strong as the strong modern architectural style of metropolises such as New York or new cities in China, but it has a different feeling.

Compared to China, this is undoubtedly a different culture.

To talk about it, it is probably the transition between civilizations, and now the average level of science and technology in the United States is not worse than that of the real country, and the degree of development is far beyond that of the country, but most of these buildings were built decades ago, and they are mottled with time everywhere, and there is a sense of interlacing between centuries, which is a style that is difficult to appreciate in a country that is developing too fast.

Anyang has always believed that experiencing and walking, passing by and experiencing, are all a kind of practice.

The smell of fast-food restaurants and the sweet smell of roasted sweet potatoes on the street can be heard in the distance, and the cartoon looks of Barbie dolls, plush toys and certain comic book characters are neatly placed in the windows, often attracting the love of many well-dressed children.

Anyang marched all the way through the city to the suburbs.

Because he needs to study the energy body and repair the damaged armor, and there are still some problems with spells and magic recently, he decides not to go to Optimus Prime for the time being, but to find a place to recuperate for a while before starting to move the plot forward.

He didn't drive or walk too fast, but walked at a relatively gentle pace.

This walk is most of the day.

When Anyang came to the outskirts, it was already dusk.

There were few pedestrians on the road, only a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old drove a car on the road, a whole car was crowded with people, young men and women waved their hands and sang loudly in the wind, as if youth was flying, and from time to time there was a little shouting.

Crooked nuts at this age are indeed better than Chinese people.

The road was quite narrow, and Anyang stood calmly on the side of the road, making way for the young men and women who were driving.

It can be seen that although they are well developed, the boys are generally tall and big, with a lot of stubble, and the girls are bumpy and bumpy, showing their hot bodies, but in fact, they are still children, they should not have gone to college yet, and their mentality is very young and wanton.

A car passed by him, bringing in a cool breeze as night approached.

As he moved forward step by step, his mood gradually returned to calm, and the residual smell of blood on his body quietly disappeared.

The twilight in the American village is beautiful, with endless flat fields, exotic roadside cottages, winding roads that spread out of nowhere, the sky is like fiery clouds, the sunset hangs close to the horizon, and the golden red light shines on this land of scattered oak trees, every bit of color is just right.

An Yang stood indifferently on the side of the road, looking at the distance where the light was fading, and let go of a car whizzing on the side of the road.

But the car did not arrive as expected, but stopped about ten meters behind him.

An Yang turned his head to look, his eyes deep and calm.

This is an unroofed mountain buggy, which is the favorite model of rebellious young boys and girls, and it is indeed full of girls, far exceeding the capacity limit of the off-road vehicle. These girls are all hot bodies, wearing ultra-short jeans and tight shirts, with flying smiles, talking and laughing uncontrollably.

The car stopped here because a girl had arrived home.

This girl looks sweet and lovely, her demeanor seems to be naturally pitiful, and her lips are painted with rose-red lipstick, which looks like she is so watery that she wants to take a bite. She also has a very hot and slender figure, slender and well-proportioned legs, well-developed breasts that rise high, her skin is a healthy wheat color, and she carries a small school bag on her back.

She got out of the car and took two steps, then turned back and smiled generously and waved goodbye to her friends.

"When you finish these exams, you will officially end your high school life, and you must tan your skin and find a bar to get drunk! It's best to put your phone on silent again so that no one disturbs you! ”

"Yay!"

The wanton display of youth is vividly displayed.

An Yang faintly retracted his gaze and walked forward.

The girl who got out of the car picked up a letter from the mailbox on the side of the road and walked down another path, and the SUV started again, and with a dull hum carried a car of girls forward, but slowed down as it passed him, almost in line with him.

The girls in the car pushed me, and finally a more seductive girl spoke.

"Hey handsome guy, are you Asian?"

In the face of this group of energetic girls who couldn't find a place to vent their fun, An Yang was not angry, as if he was not the one who killed dozens of heavily armed special forces in a rage before, and he didn't know where he went.

He said lightly, "Yes." ”

There was a heckling scream in the car.

A girl whistled at him and said, "Handsome guy, I like your Oriental eyes very much, there is a bar called Liberty Flame in the town in front of me, can you treat me to a glass of whiskey?" ”

The couple next to her immediately laughed and said, "Susan, aren't brown eyes the most common color in the world?" The nerd next door to you is also brown, how come I haven't heard you like him? ”

The girl's face flushed, and she reflexively played with her: "That's not brown, it's black, black!" ”

An Yang looked at it lightly and didn't say much.

The eyes were very deep in the darkening sky, reflecting the remnants of the red sunset sky, and the look as light as water matched with a very young face gave people a contradictory, but very mysterious feeling.

The girl in the car played for a while, realized that there was a stranger watching from the side, and couldn't help but stop with a red face, pulled the springy tight shirt, and hit him again.

"Hey, handsome guy, how about thinking about it, do you want to invite me to a drink, or I can invite you, there are benefits!"

"It's my pleasure, but I'd like to ask if you have a place to stay lately?"

"Do I know where to stay, whether it's a hotel or a rental house, and you need us to give you a ride?"

"Is it convenient?"

"Of course."

"Thank you very much."

Anyang got into the car very generously and squeezed with them.

There was still laughter and laughter on the road, the off-road vehicle played loud rock music, and the girls in the car sang along to him, stopping from time to time to talk and laugh with him, ask him some questions, and have fun.

It was already dark, and we finally arrived at the town ahead.

Anyang invited all of them to a drink at the bar before leaving.

in the room.

An Yang took out a lot of parts, as well as some necessary tools, next to him was a tightly fitted humanoid armor, there was no gap in the whole body, standing quietly, not at all able to see that this armor was empty.

"Seventeen, call up the armor design drawings, analyze and establish a maintenance model."

"The model is being established, the damage is being scanned, and the repair analysis is being carried out, and the template is expected to be completed in ten minutes."

Ten minutes later.

"The template was successfully established, the armor was damaged by 23.47%, there was a lack of nano equipment, some damaged parts were difficult to repair, some parts were missing to replace the originals, some damaged parts could not be replaced, and other damaged parts could be replaced, and the templates were as follows."

A detailed three-dimensional armor perspective is projected in Anyang's retina, with various colors indicating the damaged parts, and at the same time, the parts that can be replaced and those that cannot be replaced are clearly displayed, and countless words are marked next to it.

Soon, he set about repairing it.

Anyang did not use the chip for step-by-step guidance, but replaced it by itself.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that he stopped.

Succeed with flying colors!

Although there are still a few parts of the armor in a damaged state, at least approximate functionality is available, and the auxiliary thrusters, environmental scanning equipment, and infrared scanning equipment have all been largely restored, and they will be able to be used in the near future.

An Yang breathed a sigh of relief and found that he was not sleepy, so he took out the energy body again.

He searched around the room, took the DVD player in front of the TV, and slapped the energy body on it.

"Nourishing ......"

A mysterious force surged out, and it happened to burrow into the DVD player.

He instantly felt that the DVD player was beginning to be filled with an energy, which was like a rune on the puppet's body, turning it from a dead thing into a living thing, giving it programs and energy, allowing it to have life.

With a few clicks, the DVD player was instantly deformed.

An Yang hurriedly chanted the spell and cast an internal defense spell around him.

In less than two seconds, the DVD player turned into a robot about half a meter tall, with a few metal hairs on its head, and the first moment it woke up was to raise its hand to turn into a cannon the size of a baby's arm, aiming it at the front of it.

"Boom!"

The scarlet cannonball dragged the flames forward, crashing into the defensive spells, sending ripples in circles.

The robot froze for a moment, quickly came back to his senses, and aimed the muzzle of the cannon at Anyang, completely a fanatical warmaker.

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