Mythological Native Species

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"Mechanic...this is a bit difficult!" Jia Xuanjun wondered.

"What's the matter? The mechanics are not a special team, so why would they be embarrassed?" Feng Linwan pretended not to know.

Jia Xuanjun said: "In normal times, of course not. But the military will have a major operation soon, and a large number of troops will need to be taken out. The mechanics will also follow, but this unit is basically in the rear to manage logistics. It is very safe, and there is still credit to be taken. Many people want to be transferred in!"

Feng Linwan properly expressed his curiosity.

"Big action? What action?" Feng Linwan asked.

This is what he has always been curious about.

From Lu Qinglu's mouth, he knew that the world the army was about to attack was very interesting to Buddhism.

But why is Furman interested?

Jia Xuanjun thought for a while, but still said: "I couldn't say it because of confidentiality regulations. But...you have been officially naturalized. With your talent, background, and cultivation, you are at least a junior officer, which is enough. Qualified to know about it."

"Then I'll tell you in advance."

After Feng Linwen heard this, he had no emotional disturbance to Jia Xuanjun's smooth relationship.

They have already reached the stage where they are about to act, mobilizing a lot of human and material resources, and there is a fart of confidentiality.

Lu Qinglu knew all about it, but he still didn't know what he was, so what was he like?

"It's a hell-like world. Hell...you know it!" Jia Xuanjun said.

Feng Lin night nodded.

"After the news sent back from the front, it can be roughly inferred that this **** world has a total of more than a thousand layers, and there are at least hundreds of demon kings comparable to the realm of gold and immortals, and there are thirteen demon masters equivalent to the realm of Daluo. And a sleeping, comparable to the ninth-level demon ancestor. It is a tough bone."

"The most troublesome thing is that the **** will of **** has great aggressiveness and malice. Once it is attacked, it will continue to set off a wave of magic at the bottom of hell, encouraging those low-level demons to kill and devour each other. It quickly gave birth to the strong." Jia Xuanjun obviously began to tell his distress.

After all... the unit he belongs to is one of the first attacking units.

He would feel uncomfortable with this bone knocking his teeth like this, and that's what he should.

A world with ninth-level bosses is definitely not to be underestimated.

This proves that this civilization, at least once existed a powerhouse who opened up the world and created the world.

Hell civilization!

In the Galaxy Age, there is another nickname.

It's called a 'Strong-Body Evolutionary Civilization'.

On the surface, this civilization breeds individuals one after another, and each individual has his own thinking, his own thoughts, and his own desires.

But in fact, this is indeed a hive-like civilization.

Every demon has its own characteristics and division of labor.

They were basically born from a common **** will, and their innate genes were destined to their future evolutionary path and their position in the entire **** hierarchy.

At the same time, as long as there are enough nutrients, these demons can evolve and grow in a very short period of time and become strong.

They basically don't need to spend time comprehending the rules and mastering the truth in the universe.

As long as the level is reached, there will naturally be a hellish will, combined with the genes in their bodies, triggering a certain fragment, filling their brains and bodies, and naturally transforming.

"It's no wonder that those monks have the idea of ​​attacking the world. For monks, the more 'evil' the world is, the more they can demonstrate their 'goodness' and realize their 'dao'. Buddhas and demons have always lived together."

Thinking of this, Feng Linwan said to Jia Xuanjun, "I'll leave this to you. If you're not afraid of being stabbed in the back, you'd better find a way to transfer me to a mechanic."

After finishing speaking, Feng Linwen turned off the communication.

Then Feng Linwan received his clothes, supplies, and some odds and ends in accordance with some instructions on the military badge.

Then I stayed in the guest house in the military camp and waited for the results.

A day later, when the results came down, Feng Linwen really entered the mechanic and became a temporary fighter for a mechanic.

After all...he doesn't have the craftsmanship and skills to repair machinery, or maintain equipment.

Taking a small spaceship, it took three days for Feng Linxen to arrive at the mechanic's station.

The mechanic's station is a vast space station that is basically constructed of metal.

The appearance of the space station is a bit like a huge briquettes ball.

Each hole has a special number in front of it.

According to the number, Feng Linwen entered his post to report.

Then, under the leadership of several veterans, he became familiar with his 'site'.

"Actually, those of us are in charge of the Qingshui Yamen. As long as you pay attention, basically nothing will happen." A veteran, slapping the crimson mecha, the thick metal thighs, said with a smile, no How serious, or have to give a newcomer a slap in the face.

All brains, not stupid.

At this time, those who can forcibly enter the gold-plated mechanic are the second generation who have a backstage and cannot afford to offend.

If you have to show your face, what should you do if you settle the account afterwards?

Someone once said that the mecha is the romance of the Galaxy Man.

However, that was centuries ago.

Since some more dexterous, more convenient, and more concealed individual combat armors began to prevail, the mecha flow has been on the decline.

After all, a large-scale frontal attack is not as good as those real heavy equipment.

And the combat capability of individual soldiers has already begun to be tasteless.

Although later, many monks, puppet masters, etc., all included mechas in their lists of refining magic weapons and puppets, and many people even broke into some famous places.

But that was already just the skin of the mecha, but it was actually another method of cultivation.

That's why the veteran said that the soldiers in charge of looking after the mecha are actually very leisurely and basically have nothing to do.

Feng Linwan looked at the huge machine that used to be majestic and tall~www.wuxiaspot.com~ standing in the starry sky, and there was only a touch of melancholy in his heart.

Playing games, there is a generational version of a generation of gods.

In reality, playing technology flow, why not?

The previous mecha flow was also popular. At that time, learning mecha-related knowledge was even a compulsory course for everyone.

But the time has finally passed.

Even if some people continue to look at the distant back and sigh, they cannot change the fact that they are constantly advancing.

"That's why I choose spiritual practice, because practice is to transform myself into eternity, so that all the glory belongs to myself. And relying on technology and relying on external things, maybe just a hundred years, can be lower than ten thousand years of practice, but with the The progress of the times, no matter how good it is, will eventually be eliminated and become a thing of the past.”

"To a certain extent, some people compare practice to ancient times, and think that practice is a kind of classical revival, but it is actually a big fallacy. In essence, practice is not a kind of, in a true sense, the unity of body and mind with the times. Enter?"