Star Mech Legend

The west is bleak, and the sunset is tragic.

Leng Xitang dragged all his belongings and searched for hotels one by one according to the positioning system on the terminal.

However, when he spent three hours traveling through one-third of the hotels in Lorraine, big or small, regular or looking like black dots, and still got the same answer of "full occupancy", Leng Xitang mourned Suddenly, he found that even if he was rich, he really wanted to live on the street now.

Due to the imminent enrollment of Qiming College and countless students coming from all over the world, Lorraine City has been unable to book hotel rooms as early as a month ago, let alone the real estate market that is always in short supply.

Leng Xitang looked at the setting sun whose face could no longer be seen, sighed deeply, touched his shriveled belly, bought a rice ball mixed with Bibi beast meat and five-color rice at a small restaurant on the side of the road, and He gnawed and walked towards the flyover on the terminal location.

There is a night ban in Lorraine, and all shops must close after twelve o'clock. This is a tradition in Lorraine, and it is said to be in honor of the God of Light.

It can be seen from the old god book, which records the legends of the age of the gods, that this is the place where the God of Light fell.

The fall of the God of Light and the death of the Twelve Ancestral Gods marked the end of the era of the gods.

Leng Xitang couldn't help but miss the 24-hour Kenkiki. He really didn't know whether it was a retrogression or progress of the times. Regardless of the fact that people can go to heaven now, this blind superstitious concept of worship is absolutely irrelevant. The rhythm of killing atheists No matter how much he complained in his heart, Leng Xitang still took all his belongings, and tragically came to the footbridge closest to him. Although sports cars are almost nowhere to be found, most people use suspension vehicles to travel Or the runway in the air, but occasionally you can still see a few rich second generations driving sports cars with wings roaring past, so the overpass is still preserved.

Even though there are tens of thousands of bad things that Leng Xitang can complain about in this era, there is one thing that must be excellent, and that is the urban sanitation and living environment.

Robots completely replace human labor. Every few days from three to five in the morning, there will be an army of tens of thousands of robots quietly completing the city cleaning work in the dead of night. Due to the high degree of intelligence, let alone Garbage, even the dust under the bridge hole has been swept clean.

So the idea of ​​sleeping in a bridge hole is definitely achievable.

Leng Xitang searched and searched for a bridge hole with great difficulty, but when he found a hole and was about to go in, he was blinded by the scene in front of him. Two young men in disheveled clothes embraced each other, one of them straddled the bridge. Sitting on another person's body, the clothes all over his body were torn and tattered.

Not only that, but both of them had fingernail marks from scratching, and they knew how intense the previous actions were without even thinking about it.

But in fact, from Leng Xitang's direction, it was difficult to see that the man above had a sharp mecha knife in his hand that was almost inserted into the neck of the boy below.

At this moment, Leng Xitang was completely square, his eyes were wide open, and the object in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

There are tens of thousands of grass and mud horses galloping by in his heart. What kind of luck is it? He casually wants to find a bridge hole to squat, and he can always meet wild mandarin ducks fighting in the field. Not paying much attention to the whole single dog, Leng Xitang said that he received 20 critical hits, and his blood bar was almost empty.