Star Forge Titan

"Huh? Was Lady Kalimue the chieftain before?" Afrediya asked in surprise.

"Yeah, being a chief is a very troublesome thing." Kalimue showed a toothache expression.

"Chief, there aren't enough toilets in the tribe."

"Chief, we need more toilets."

"Chief, the new toilet is too close to the spring."

"Chief, someone is sick and has defecated a lot, blah blah blah, Chief, Chief, Chief." Kalimue made herself look pale, and she only recovered after drinking a whole glass of beer in one breath.

"..." Beside her, Afrediya held her forehead and nodded repeatedly, seeming to empathize. There were always those boring officials who would write nonsense into official reports, like asking about His Majesty's health or other such irrelevant things.

In a sense, there is probably not much difference between the Demon King and the Chief.

"Oh, Beta, you're such a troubled guy. You're always busy, but you always feel like you owe others."

"But in fact, not only did he not take anything away, but he brought many good changes to us and the entire tribe."

"If possible, everyone hopes that he will sit on the position of chief for a long time." Kalimue sighed and spoke delicately, which was completely different from his rough appearance.

"It sounds like Mr. Beta is from outside? Can you tell me how you two met?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Afrediya quickly changed the subject.

"That's a long story." Kalimue scratched her cheek, and a blush rose inexplicably.

Ten years ago, the fighting tribe Sumuabum.

At that time, Sumuabum was a hunting group composed purely of warriors, whose lifelong pursuit was to hunt powerful iron beasts. Occasionally, when they encountered gangs, they would engage in some free trade, such as the kind of free trade where "I provide the plates for the meal, and you bring the food and your head to participate."

Although the price is high, the surrounding tribes love and hate them because they have the ability to clear out the powerful iron beasts, but they just can't do without these brutal hunters.

"Young ones, follow us!" A young girl riding a 28-inch bicycle rushed down the slope with a strange cry.

The girl only had an animal skin tube top on her upper body, but an extremely gorgeous long dress on her lower body. She also wore a pair of tight cropped pants under the dress that was torn from the side. In short, it was very weird.

Behind her, a large group of strong men on bicycles rushed out, making strange noises like wild beasts, pedaling their bicycles so hard that they creaked, and also roared down the smooth slope that was so smooth that it reflected the blue sky.

This scene may seem outrageous, but it is actually due to very practical reasons.

After the Sunshattering War, the Amori people, who founded the Ancient Empire, lost most of their technology and could no longer control any of their magical puppets, now known as Iron Beasts. However, bicycles were different; humans seemed to instinctively understand how to use them, and operating them didn't require any magical engineering skills.

So we have the scene before us. As for the smooth slope that was repeatedly rolled over by the tires, it was originally a skyscraper that had collapsed for who knows how many years.

In theory, the building's smooth exterior would easily cause tires to slip. However, like a bosozoku leader, the girl charging ahead didn't hesitate at all.

She pedaled hard, the bicycle chain spun with a whirring sound as if sparks would burst out in the next second, and her young and beautiful face was filled with a flaming and flamboyant smile.

In front of the girl, a sturdy grizzly bear over five meters tall was running desperately on all fours.

Unlike its counterparts in nature, this grizzly bear's entire body from chest to hind limbs has been replaced by mechanical structures. Not only are there four pairs of magic drive wheels under its hind feet, but there is also a blood-red magic gem embedded in the position of its right eye.

"Kill this beast, and the employer will not only pay you, but also provide you with three good meals!" Kalimue, who was only eighteen years old, screamed and pulled out a folding spear from behind.

After locking it together with a nimble flick, this crude weapon made of a polished metal water pipe was more than three meters long. In addition to the sharp gun head, there was something tightly tied with cloth hanging at the end. It looked very heavy and actually pressed the metal gun body downward to bend it.

Seeing her take out her weapons, the other hunters from the Sumuabum tribe were excited.

"Explosive Flame Karimu!"

"Explosive flames!"

"Hot pussy!"

“Damn it, who shouted that last one!?!” Kalimue turned around angrily, but her hands did not stop moving at all.

Without even looking, she thrust her spear straight in, letting the tip of the spear sink deep into the grizzly bear's round and huge "trunk". She thrust with such force that even the hanging cloth bag was thrust into it.

The victim immediately let out an earth-shattering roar, and the magic drive wheels that replaced his lower limbs turned 180 degrees on the spot, breaking the gun body and throwing out arcs of blood. At the same time, the huge beast body had already stood up, and two sharp claws inlaid with metal blades were raised high, ready to tear through the air and slap down.

Kalimue remained calm in the face of danger. Although the broken gun in her hand could no longer be used, she had already anticipated this.

"Fisherman's tactics!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The Sumuabum warriors on bicycles roared and spread out to the sides, throwing out large nets woven from metal wire. The modified grizzly bears caught in the nets immediately lost their balance and fell heavily to the ground like overturned rocks.

Seeing this, instead of approaching, Kalimue turned the car around and shouted "Run!"

The tribal hunters worked in perfect harmony and in the blink of an eye they distanced themselves from the grizzly bear, which seemed to be unable to move at first glance.

Her choice proved to be a sound one. The grizzly bear, lying prone on the ground just moments ago, growled and turned its head 360 degrees. Its prosthetic eye, inlaid with a bright red magic gem, blazed out rays of light. The multiple, overlapping scorching rays scorched even the solid rock and the ground itself, emitting a dark red glow that suggested melting.

The hunters who evacuated in advance used their rich experience to hide in the blind spot of the modified grizzly bear, making the beast's sneak attack tactics completely ineffective.

Lying behind the bunker, Kalimue hummed a little tune and squinted her eyes as she watched the light sweeping overhead. Then, with a wicked smile, she pressed the red button on the end of the spear.

"Explode and scatter!"

boom!

A muffled sound was heard from the rear compartment of the modified Grizzly Bear. The exploded flesh and mechanical parts flew across the sky like rain, and the scorching rays that were sweeping around also stopped.

"Done." Kalimue jumped out of cover and confirmed that the prey was dead. Then she stood on a high place with her hands on her hips and laughed without any ladylike image.

"As expected of us! Just a murderous hybrid, we solved it in minutes, hahaha, oh hahaha."

Just when she was getting carried away, a strong man in a leather vest approached cautiously.

"Big sister, big sister, the brothers have made an unexpected discovery."

"Oh? What is it?" Kalimue glared at him unhappily, but still asked about the details seriously.

The girl in front of him was obviously much shorter than him, but the strong man subconsciously shrank his neck. He didn't tell the truth nervously until the other party showed impatience.

"The beam fired by the bear just now cut a hole in the ground, and the brothers discovered that there seemed to be a tunnel inside."

“That’s it?” Kalimue clenched her fists until they crackled.

Thanks to the relentless, repetitive labor of the Engineering Beasts, the post-Sunshattering War world is filled with complex, layered structures. A mere tunnel doesn't mean anything.

The strong man obviously knew this, and swallowed his saliva subconsciously. He immediately added as quickly as possible before being beaten by the eldest sister:

"There's a still-running night fire inside, maybe it leads to a pre-war ruin!"

Chapter 211 Past Story 2

For the Amori people struggling to survive in the Broken Sun Wasteland, discovering pre-war ruins is not an uncommon occurrence.

But this doesn't mean the pre-war ruins are safe. On the contrary, any abnormality that occurs there will not surprise the people of Amo. However, an unexplored and well-preserved pre-war ruins often means an unimaginable bounty or an unimaginable wind of death.

"Let's go in and take a look." Kalimue, wearing a red headscarf, jumped into the crack without hesitation.

Following the crack in the ground created by the hybrid mechanical grizzly bear, Kalimue, who was still a girl at the time, quickly stepped onto solid ground.

The feeling under her feet confirmed that the ground of this ruin was made entirely of metal. This alone made the girl's eyes widen immediately.

"All...all made of iron!?!" Kalimue's facial expression was completely out of control. Her smile was even happier than a mouse falling into a rice jar. There was also hesitation in her smile, wanting to give herself or her little brother a few slaps in the face to make sure she was not dreaming.

The younger brothers were also so shocked that their jaws almost dislocated, because the materials used in the ruins before them were so luxurious that it was unimaginable.

Every Amorite knows that the iron beasts that roam the Broken Sun Wasteland collect metals, making obtaining metal materials a very troublesome task under normal circumstances.

People could only obtain them through hunting iron beasts, rather than directly acquiring them from mines or other sources like before the war. However, hunting iron beasts was no easy task; at the very least, one needed weapons made of metal.

People need metal, and metal can only be obtained by hunting iron beasts. However, hunting iron beasts requires weapons made of metal. The lack of metal makes it difficult for most people to hunt iron beasts, which forms a vicious circle that is difficult to break.

This paradoxical situation ultimately gave rise to groups of wandering warriors specializing in hunting, like Kalimue's tribe. These groups were often composed of young men from small tribes who were unwilling to accept mediocrity, as each tribe's land could only sustain a small number of people. Consequently, many young men, armed with only courage and a few resources supported by their elders, ventured into the wasteland, seeking adventure or wandering.

Most of them did not survive the second winter, and some even degenerated into vicious and shameless bandits. However, a few particularly tenacious and lucky ones were able to become true "warriors" through repeated trials and tribulations, and eventually established their own new tribes.

But that is only a minority among the minority after all. Most of the homeless groups are grateful just to have enough food to eat.

"Big sister, the everlasting fires in the ruins are still going on. It must be very dangerous, right? We have already earned enough food for the winter on this trip. There is no need to take further risks. Besides, the imported light iron is also extra income, so..." The subordinate who followed Kalimue in couldn't help but whispered a warning.

"Those who are timid can go out first, but we must go in and take a look." Kalimue shook her head and took another step. The anxious shouts of the younger brothers behind her could not slow her down at all.

I want to establish my own tribe and become the most powerful and majestic war chief in the entire wasteland!

With a fire burning in her heart, the girl Kalimue walked straight into the ruins, and unexpectedly, there were a dozen people following behind her.

"Very good, those who dare to follow us into the ruins are all brave. This place has probably been untouched for a long time, and we are likely the first group to enter after the war. There is no need to say anything else. As long as we dig up the pre-war treasures, everyone will have a good New Year!"

Kalimue put her foot on the railing, slapped her thigh hard, and with just a few words, her younger brothers started to roar.

And then—then, they triggered the ruins' alarm system.

In the corridor, a shrill alarm sounded without warning, and the lights changed from their soft white to a blood-red. At the other end of the corridor, like a hen laying eggs with diarrhea, a series of cylindrical metal cylinders tumbled down the corridor.

"What the hell is this!"

"Cuck!"

"Big sister, run, go, go, go, go, go, go, go—"

The metal cylinders that descended from the sky were dozens of prehistoric mechanical security devices, crafted using magical engineering technology. The powerful Kalimue punched the foremost one, but they were simply too numerous. No sooner had she repelled one than ten more surged forward.

"Damn it! Our ambition can't stop here, ding ding ding ding ding--" Kalimue roared and raised her weapon, but the hooks shot from all directions held her tightly and knocked her down in an instant.

Because that thing... is electrified!

The young warrior, with smoke coming out of his mouth (literally), remained standing and fell into unconsciousness.

After just one encounter, the magical security device with a cylindrical appearance and a body like a mobile trash can used its electric-filled grappling claws to knock down Kalimue and all her minions, and the total time taken was no more than thirty seconds.

"Oh, oh my... where are we?" Kalimue woke up from her dark iron sleep shivering, only to find herself hanging on a metal rack like a piece of bacon, with other little brothers hanging beside her.

Not far away, a roaring machine was gradually starting up. Dozens of flexible robotic arms could be vaguely seen inside, with various sharp surgical instruments at the ends.

Seeing this, all the horror stories circulating in the Broken Sun Wasteland suddenly flooded into her mind, causing the girl, who was originally a thick-skinned girl, to tremble all over.

There is no doubt that this thing is definitely not a good thing. It might be an evil machine that transforms ordinary creatures into hybrids!

At this moment, Kalimue's hands and feet were restrained by restraints, her entire body fixed in the center of the metal frame in an X-shape. A dozen similar metal frames were suspended on the conveyor belt, moving at a constant speed towards the incomparably sinister-looking machine.

As for the raw materials transported by this conveyor belt, they are Kalimue and her friends~

"Ahhh——————Big sister, save me!!!!!" The little brother at the front end of the conveyor belt, closest to the machine, was crying and water marks could be vaguely seen seeping out of his crotch.

Shameful, very shameful!

Horrible, very scary!

Under extreme emotional stimulation, Kalimue actually took actions beyond imagination.

"Wait! Don't panic!" In a very awkward posture, the girl opened her mouth and bit the leather restraints.

"Don't underestimate the bond between us and our brothers!" She used too much force, causing blood to flow out of her mouth, and at the same time, she bit off the leather and metal restraints.

Having broken the restraints, Kalimue didn't hesitate. With the swift and rough movements of a monkey, no, a raging female gorilla, she hung upside down and crawled forward along the conveyor belt. She actually rescued all of her little brothers before they were thrown into the evil machine, one by one.

Although it is inevitable to get bruised and scratched during the fall, at least it did not become the raw material of the product.

"Big sister! We love you so much!!!" When Kalimue jumped out of danger at the last second before falling into the evil machine, the strong little brothers immediately crowded together to catch her, their tearful faces full of gratitude and respect.

The ups and downs of the situation made everyone feel complicated.

At this moment, a rhythmic clapping sound suddenly came from the darkness in the distance.

"Yes, it was an interesting show."

Chapter 212 Past Story 3

Dangerous ancient ruins, a close call to escape death.

Kalimue and her companions were already extremely nervous, but the visitor who emerged from the darkness still took them by surprise.

Strange guy...

This was the first thought that came to Kalimue's mind.

Pushing aside the many younger brothers huddled together, she stared at the other party with wide eyes without fear.

Judging by appearance, the visitor was no more than a teenager, an ordinary young man in peacetime. But now, eighty years after the Sunshatter War, everyone was struggling to survive in the wasteland covered with the aftermath of the Apocalypse War. How could one easily encounter such a young man with fair skin, slender limbs, and the appearance of having never experienced hardship?

Not to mention those eyes.

Kalimue tensed her muscles. The other person's pupils, which showed no emotion at all, instantly reminded her of the hunting iron beasts roaring and galloping across the wasteland.

Those monsters were all built specifically for war, and on their cold and hot metal bodies, they were inlaid with inorganic glass eyes like these that were completely devoid of emotion.

As for the seemingly young stranger before him, his eyes were identical to those of the Iron Beast, equally cold and emotionless, like a glass-like artifact. Whether killing a living being or being destroyed by one, there was no trace of emotion at any time.

No, not entirely.