"Bang bang! Bang bang!"

The sound of the heart beating like a drum.

Lu Yuan, who was covered with countless shocking wounds all over his body, stood quietly on the spot.

After a venting blow, his mecha body collapsed horribly from the force of the shock.

The entire chest was torn open, and a dark red flesh ball occupied the position of the heart, with countless blood vessels and tendons extending from it to support the body that Lu Yuan now has.

This is Lu Yuan’s true identity.

After "transforming" into a mecha body, it is his body that provides all the energy consumption.

It is also the core reason why his combat power has soared.

"It's great, but energy replenishment is a big problem that needs to be solved urgently."

Lu Yuan lowered his head and watched as a large amount of flesh and blood tissue on his body automatically intertwined. Those "wounds" healed quickly and quickly returned to their original intact mecha form.

His venting just now consumed about one-twentieth of his body's life energy.

As a result, the body's flesh and blood core, which was already eagerly waiting for energy replenishment in order to recover, shrank once again, becoming smaller.

"I have to find absorbable energy sources as soon as possible to replenish and recover, otherwise my current behavior is no different from drinking poison to quench my thirst."

"You can also try to practice starry sky martial arts. Cosmic energy is the source of all energy. Even if my talent is poor, as long as I can open up star holes, I can absorb the free cosmic energy in the environment.

It can help speed up the recovery process a little bit."

Lu Yuan looked at the messy control room in front of him, as well as the unrecognizable mecha wooden dummy, and silently clicked the automatic recovery button.

Since this mecha control training room was built, this is probably the best use of it.

When Lu Yuan's combat power increases further, the specifications of this training venue may not be enough.

"The training mecha wooden dummy that Lu Lingfeng configured for Lu Qiyuan can withstand the highest combat power attack at level three. From this, it can be deduced that my current full-out combat power is estimated to be around level four to five."

Of course, the benchmark for this level is Duoling's mecha combat power.

If placed on the home planet, it would probably reach the seventh or even eighth level.

"When the core of the body recovers, or when higher-level mechas are devoured, this combat power can continue to rise."

Lu Yuan slowly exited the state of mecha transformation, feeling somewhat relaxed both physically and mentally.

From this moment on, he has found an upgrade route that suits him best.

It's very simple, find the energy source to restore the body, and then obtain a more advanced mecha to devour.

The mecha is the "flesh" and the main body is the "heart". The combination of the two creates Lu Yuan's unique "pilot" way.

"When fighting, you should also be careful not to let your opponent break the defense of the fuselage, otherwise the flesh and bones underneath will be exposed, which will frighten a lot of people."

"But it doesn't seem to be a big problem. High-level mechas are full of strange things, mixed with various cosmic metals, and may have any kind of characteristics.

As long as we have a unique appearance when the time comes, it won’t look so obtrusive.”

"Of course, at this stage, we still can't expose ourselves in front of acquaintances."

Lu Yuan thought carefully.

He had time to look at his career panel and found that he had just vented his anger and actually lit up a high-level skill called lv1 [Grandmaster Melee] on the [Pilot (Extraordinary)] panel.

By the way, the professional level of [Pilot (Extraordinary)] was raised by one level, reaching

Gain 1 skill point and 1 attribute point.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have used those attribute points randomly."

Lu Yuan was a little annoyed.

Originally, he had saved 1 attribute point in his hand. If he hadn't used it up and added this 1 point, he would be able to increase his intelligence attribute by one point, breaking the limit of 22 points at a time.

Lu Yuan now only focuses on intelligence.

After all, this is a world where mechas fight, and the level of mental strength is the most important.

No matter how strong the remaining three basic attributes are in the human state, it will be difficult to confront the mecha head-on. Spending resources and energy on these three items is really cost-effective.

After regaining his strength, Lu Yuan was in a good mood. He returned to the room, changed into loose and casual clothes, and walked downstairs.

When I arrived at the lobby, I happened to bump into Lu Qiyuan, who was dressed as a "cool sister" and carrying her bag as if she was about to go out.

Lu Yuan had always been too lazy to talk to this cheap sister who didn't really see eye to eye with him, but he was in a good mood today, so he asked casually.

"Lu Qiyuan, dad issued a ban and you still dare to go out.

Be careful if you turn around and your legs will be broken."

"Ha~"

Facing his "threat", Lu Qiyuan looked nonchalant.

She glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Don't you like to watch the news?

You don’t even know that the terrorist attacks are completely over and the ban was lifted yesterday?”

"Mind your own business, you pretentious brat!"

Lu Qiyuan stretched out her hand to show her middle finger to Lu Yuan, flicked her hair and walked out of the door coolly.

Lu Yuan didn't pay attention to the cynicism in Lu Qiyuan's words at all, but was stunned by the information she revealed.

"Is the terrorist attack over?"

He reached out and gently pinched the silver-black pendant around his neck, started the smart optical computer, and checked online.

Sure enough, at 1:20 a.m. yesterday, the police station in District 15 had officially announced that the terrorist attack by cult militants had been perfectly resolved.

We call on the general public to lift their psychological alarm, put down their fears, and return to their original work and life as soon as possible.

"It really is"

Lu Yuan browsed through all the news and still could not find any identity of the cult militants related to this terrorist attack.

The officials are very tight-lipped about this and don't seem to want the public to know.

Since he couldn't find it, he didn't want to dig deeper. Lu Yuan withdrew his curiosity and directly contacted his current "bodyguard" Lu Feng and asked him to prepare the hover car.

Now that he can go out, he should finish a few things that require him to go out as soon as possible.

Xu Li walked quickly on an old street covered with golden leaves.

Wearing a hat and a mask, most of his face was buried deep in the collar of his windbreaker.

Area 72 is almost equivalent to a place in the "slums" of Metropolis 2045.

It is rare to see one or two hover cars passing by on the street, and they are all of the most ordinary models and brands.

The vast majority of people still use the four-wheeled and five-wheeled cars that were regarded as antique toys by wealthy children in District 15. The living environment seems to have gone back half a century.

A couple wearing pink T-shirts stood under a tree covered with golden leaves and took a selfie with their mobile phones. Their whole bodies were wrapped tightly. Xu Li, who was carrying a bunch of things, hurried past the two of them, attracting two people.

People's surprised and curious eyes.

There were faint whispers in the ears of the young couple saying "weird" and "is there something wrong", but Xu Li pretended not to hear them at all.

Now she just wants to return to her residence as soon as possible.

If she stayed outside in the air for one more minute, she would feel uncomfortable as if there was a light on her back, as if someone would suddenly jump out of the darkness at any time and take her away by force.

Xu Li hurriedly walked along the long street and came to an old community with a sense of age.

We entered a residential building and went up to the thirteenth floor.

Take out the key and open the door.

It wasn't until she ducked into the house and the thick anti-theft iron door was firmly closed behind her that she let out a long breath and completely relaxed her tense nerves.

The house was very small, with poor lighting, cramped and damp, and the air was filled with a musty and rotten smell.

People who are not poor enough to pick up garbage at the garbage station will never choose to live here.

However, Xu Li's family is now crowded in this place.

"came back."

When Xu Li's parents saw Xu Li coming back, they took the initiative to take over the full shopping bags from her hands.

"You didn't meet anyone on the road, did you?"

Mother carried things into the kitchen and was busy, and father asked her nervously.

Xu Li shook her head and began to take off the layers of "equipment" on her body.

"I'll go next time and I can come back with more things."

Xu Li's father said.

Xu Li raised her head and glanced at her father in front of her.

The eye circles are thick, the cheeks are slightly sunken, and the complexion is sallow.

During this period of time, they were hiding in Tibet and were frightened. Both parents looked extremely haggard, and even the hair on their temples had turned a lot white.
To be continued...