Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

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Chapter 91 I Choose to Pilot a Mech!

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The mechanical legion marched in a mighty procession, appearing from a distance like a moving torrent of steel.

Schwarz and his group finally returned to the mechanical settlement.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the tall and burly automatons dispersed one by one.

They all returned to their respective mechanical settlements.

Some immediately began clearing out the wandering Rift creatures, some went to supervise the homeless, and others simply sat in a corner and waited.

"Wow." March 7th thought this scene was super cool.

"These robots are so cool! I want one too!"

Yan patted Schwarz's hand and said generously, "Since you've made a sincere wish, I'll give you this big guy next to me. Don't be shy!"

Shiwaro: "..."

Under Clara's watchful eye, two somewhat familiar homeless people were being monitored simultaneously by five traffic light robots.

“Yes, it’s those two uncles…” Clara choked out.

Those two vagrants were naturally the culprits who damaged the mechanical settlement equipment.

It was because of them that Clara had to risk her life to go to Rivet Town alone to find mechanical parts, silently contributing to everyone.

“Clara…I will put these two wanderers in charge of all the waste cleanup work in the mechanical settlement,” Schwarz said coldly.

They became very nervous upon seeing Schwarz and lowered their heads dejectedly.

Under the supervision of five robots, he hurried past carrying a pile of rusty parts.

“I…I understand, Mr. Schwarz,” Clara whispered.

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Staring intently at the expressions of the two vagrants, Schwarzroth turned to Clara and said in a deep voice:

"Clara, don't have any more contact with those two wanderers. They will definitely try to find a way to escape through you... That's how humans are. Your kindness will have no effect on them and will only embolden them."

The girl clenched her sleeves, nodded vigorously, her pretty face filled with guilt, and her eyes even reddened slightly.

This scene was extremely heartbreaking for March 7th!

She went directly between Yan Huan and Dan Heng, pressed her hands on their heads, and said through gritted teeth, word by word:

"They deserve to die... right?"

"Yes, yes..." "Mmm..."

Schwarz slowly turned around and scanned the crowd:

"Ladies and gentlemen... now that you're here, you're guests of the Mechanical Settlement. We suggest you explore on your own for now. Clara and I need to repair some damaged equipment, so please wait a moment..."

After he finished speaking, he extended his palm toward Bronya.

Bronya immediately understood and handed the package containing the mechanical components to Schwarz.

"Everyone... it's getting dark, we need to go fix the machine first, otherwise you won't be able to see anything... See you later." Clara said goodbye hurriedly and left with Swallow.

And so, their figures gradually disappeared.

March 7th looked around and asked:

"Oh dear, there's nowhere to sit! Where are we supposed to wait?"

They clearly stated that they were guests, but there wasn't even a chair or hot tea in sight. The service was terrible.

"Ok?"

Seeing that no one answered, March 7th turned around blankly.

They discovered that the others were no longer there.

Danheng found a stone, wiped it clean, sat down, and began to close his eyes to rest.

Yan rolled around in the snow.

Seele, on the other hand, walked with Bronya, touring around the mechanical tribe.

Bronya, who has always lived in the upper district, is still full of curiosity about this place. She had been here briefly before and hadn't had a chance to really explore it.

Seele is the same. Although she belongs to the Lower District's Earthfire and is even a leader, this is Schwarz's territory. Sambo, who makes a living by speculation, can come here to stroll around, but she can't.

Schwarzlo's attitude towards the fire has always been terrible, as has that of many of the homeless people there.

If members of the Earthfire organization approach this place and their identities are discovered, it is common for them to be driven away.

"Hahaha! You bunch of grotesque wretches think you can compare to my mechs?"

On March 7th, it was suddenly discovered that Yan had stopped rolling around and had run to the center of the square in front.

Several homeless people surrounded him, seemingly disdainful.

There were some robots of varying sizes parked nearby, but they were all rusty and fundamentally different from Schwarzlo's automatons.

"Tch, I don't see your mechanical pet anywhere. An outsider trying to scam us? Don't brag!"

The man who made the sarcastic remark to Yan Huan had his arms crossed, and behind him stood a large, rusty, fat robot.

The fat robot was shaky and had several cuts on its arms, but it was still quite intimidating.

"Oh? You really want to see? My mechanical pet is incredibly awesome. I usually don't dare to let it out, lest it scare the flowers and plants!" Yan replied with a ferocious look.

"What do you mean, 'What's wrong?' Say it again!" a homeless man asked excitedly.

"Ha, a bunch of ignorant fools! I'll show you what I'm made of!" Yan mysteriously reached into his robes.

Upon seeing this, the homeless people immediately lost most of their interest.

How small would a robot have to be to be able to be pulled out of one's pocket?

That's not nearly enough.

But what happened next completely surprised everyone.

A huge shadow covered the sky and enveloped the entire square.

Everyone standing in the shadows swallowed hard, their faces turning pale with fright.

The black and purple mech, as tall as three or four buildings, stood majestically between heaven and earth!

Unlike the robots here, it is extremely stable and does not tremble constantly due to the operation of its engines.

"Hahahaha! Heavenly Father, let these fools witness your power!!"

As he spoke, Yan leaped into the air and was drawn into the body of the Heavenly Father by a beam of light.

On March 7th, I looked up blankly at the sky-covering figure and finally remembered where it came from.

"Holy crap, this is the robot you ordered back then!" she exclaimed.

The giant, dark purple mecha lowered its head slightly, looking at March 7th, and slowly emitted a deep, mechanical voice:

"That's right! How about it, haha! This is my mechanical pet! Come on, who wants to play a round with me? I can't wait!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang-!!"

The colossal shadow, obscuring the sky, pounded its chest violently, producing a loud, surging impact!

All the owners of the mechanical pets were dumbfounded.

At first, this guy came over to look at their mechanical pets—these robots assembled from scrap materials.

In the mechanical tribe, people often use mechanical pets to fight each other as a form of entertainment.

Among them was a man who had won ten consecutive games, using his overweight mechanical pet to overwhelm everyone else, showing disdain for everyone present and mocking them everywhere.

So, Yan went over to him.

In an attempt to humiliate him, he pulled out the mecha Father that he had customized at the Black Tower Space Station in front of everyone!

"My God, this...this thing...did he really just pull it out of his pocket? Are you kidding me?! Am I blind?!"

"I'd believe you if you called it 'Mechanical Emperor'!"

The Heavenly Father, manipulated by Yan, looked down at the mechanical pets and disdainfully pointed at them one by one:

"You, you, it's still you, want to play a game with me?"

Those homeless people immediately backed down.

"No, no thanks... Haha, I suddenly feel that these mechanical pets aren't very fun, so it's better to play with them less in the future."

"Exactly! My child plays this every day, and his eyesight has deteriorated, and his grades are at the bottom. It's really harmful!"

"Tch, this thing looks big, but it might just be a showpiece. Go ahead and try to... Waaaaah!"

Before the little kid could finish speaking, the older woman next to him covered his mouth and dragged him away.

"You little brat, are you out of your mind! Typing on the keyboard is one thing, but why are you being so sarcastic? Double the homework tonight... even your dad can't fix it!"

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Chapter 92 This thing looks a bit like Mr. Schwarz.