Slag Attack Evolution Manual

Chapter 1 Mechanical Lost City 1

Life is full of chaos and people's hearts are unpredictable. 5-year-old Lu Yikun often feels the confusion and incomprehension.

Lu Yikun was born in a small remote county town.This county is far away from the bustling and bustling metropolis. Although it is not rich, it is very peaceful and happy.

Lu Yikun's father was born tall and handsome, and the uncles around him were also handsome men.When this gene came to him, it reached the pinnacle and brought glory to the family.

Lu Yikun has been a beauty since he was a child. When he is not talking, he is like a Xizi holding his heart. He is pitiful and cute. His pair of watery eyes seem to be filled with tears, and he is naturally full of sweetness and tenderness that he wants to talk about.And most of the time he doesn't speak.

Rich people have big treasures, and poor people also have small hearts.Lu Yikun's parents grew up as a pair of talented and beautiful couples from childhood. They were very affectionate, and they both took their only son as a witness of their love.The young couple loved their son so much that they didn't know what to do, but the pain was too much, and they made Lu Yikun feel shy and shy.

The shy and shy Lu Yikun has no other hobbies, but only likes to play the harmonica.The airflow exhaled from the mouth is invisible and weak, but after the vibration of the spring piece, it can converge into melodious and lovely notes.The notes are like a group of lively and immature elves, wading through the mountain stream, jumping up from the clouds, and falling from the branches.In Lu Yikun's opinion, this is really the most wonderful thing in the world.

His mother was busy in the house, and he sat in the shade of the yard and played the harmonica.The mountain forest behind him was red, yellow, green, and black, rendered from bottom to top, until the top of the mountain was a radiant golden light, which poured down through the clouds and shrouded his head.Other children were laughing and playing not far away, but he sat quietly in the gentle breeze, closed his eyes comfortably, and felt refreshed in the music center.

Lu Yikun had a dream.

He dreamed that he and other children in the village were adventuring in a small bungalow in the countryside.He saw this small bungalow in the old photos collected by his father. It is a Chinese and Western style in the Republic of China, and it has a history of more than 100 years.

Walking through the long and dead wooden floor, all the little friends suddenly disappeared.He turned his head abruptly, noticing that someone was peeping at him in the dark.

Lu Yikun was startled inwardly, but he couldn't help but walked towards that dark corner.At the end of the corridor, he saw an old tall mahogany door.A pale and skinny hand stretched out from behind the dark door, sticking out like a slender bamboo pole, and stopped tremblingly in front of him.With the palm facing upwards, there lay a bright red fruit candy quietly.

Lu Yikun only hesitated for three seconds before eating the fruit candy.He lives in a village like a paradise, without a city in his chest.Short-handed.As a reward, he picked a rose flower in the garden outside and placed it on the steps beside the mahogany door.

In the next few days, he often went to the villa to play.Finally one day, no one opened the closed mahogany door and slowly opened it from the inside.In the closet of the dark room, Lu Yikun found a little boy in a golden orange robe and a round felt hat, about his age.His face seemed to be hidden in a mist, and he couldn't see clearly.The boy held tightly a withered rose flower in his hand.

Lu Yikun always thought that this small bungalow was empty, but he didn't expect it to be so lively inside.As soon as the little boy said hello, many servants in strange clothes came out from various rooms.Those who clean sweep, those who plant flowers plant flowers, and those who cook cook.Each performs his duties and keeps his duty.

Two little kids play with blocks until the sun goes down.Suddenly, a strange young man wearing a Taoist robe and a bun on the top of his head rushed in from the door, grabbed his hand and ran away.

The little boy stood up slowly behind him, and the servants in the small bungalow also put down their work at the same time, turned their heads like marionettes, stared at empty eyes, and their faces were pale and terrifying.

Lu Yikun opened his eyes again and found himself lying in the county hospital.The strange young man was sitting next to him, grabbing his shoulders and shaking: "Wake up, wake up!" Lu Yikun didn't understand, wasn't he awake?

There was a sudden "stab" sound from the wall in front, and a pale and thin hand pierced through from the outside.The wall was like a flimsy piece of paper, slowly torn apart by that hand.A cloud of black mist gushes out from the cracked opening, slowly condensing into the shape of a child.Hei Youyou's eyeballs rolled around, and finally fixed on Lu Yikun on the bed.

Heiying grinned sinisterly: "—I found it."

Lu Yikun was horrified to find that behind the wall was not the hospital corridor, but the small bungalow he had just left.But the small bungalows were obviously built in a bare hill, and there were no people around them.

The little boy walked up to him slowly, raised his hand, and the strange young man beside the bed screamed and shattered like a mirror.

On the far hillside, there was the sound of a temple bell ringing.If the sound has substance, it spreads out circle after circle like ripples.

Just when the little boy reached out to grab Lu Yikun, the surrounding space was carelessly twisted into a whirlpool.Lu Yikun was sitting in the middle of the whirlpool, watching the little boy with his head in his hands, screaming hysterically.The boy seemed to be sucked out of water by a high-pressure water pump, his body withered and cracked quickly, and the skin and flesh of his facial features fell off his body amid violent tremors.Lu Yikun was so frightened that he didn't move.His body is also slowly fading away, and the boy is already broken beyond human form, and he is still persistently reaching out to him to grab him, and the bloody eyeballs that fell on the floor are still staring at him viciously, I wish I could eat him alive.

Lu Yikun opened his eyes again, and found that he was surrounded by people and sitting on a tall horse under the blue sky and white sun.The horse is a tall and shiny black satin horse, with a brand new saddle bridle and horse iron, walking on the bumpy mountain road, leading a large group of soldiers behind with a very dignified appearance.

On both sides of the dusty mountain road, clusters of dead rose flowers are swaying here and there, and the shriveled branches and leaves are swaying in the breeze.

"These flowers have been dead for many years." The person behind hugged him with one hand and pulled the rein with the other, saying in a melancholy tone.

Lu Yikun was imprisoned in his arms by the people behind him, unable to turn around.When he looked up, he saw a man behind him with a hard-edged jaw, and a pentagram on the brim of his hat reflected a dazzling white light under the sun.

Looking back, there is a large and mighty team.

The soldiers wore uniform steel helmets and uniforms, and looked blank.The expressions are the same, the steps are the same, the movements are the same, and they are so uniform that they seem to be copied and pasted, which is very weird at first glance.

Lu Yikun stared at this group of soldiers intently, because he was so surprised that he even forgot his words and tears.

The person behind scratched his nose in a funny way: "Little fool, robots are like this, what's so interesting about it."

Seeing that Lu Yikun's eyes were wide open and he looked incredibly stupid, the young man behind him stretched out his hand to hold Lu Yikun's face, and at the same time lowered his head, pressing his chin against Lu Yikun's smooth forehead affectionately.In the shadow of the brim of the hat, a pair of deep eyes were full of smiles: "Silly boy, are you so sleepy that you don't even recognize Second Uncle?"

Lu Yikun looked behind him beyond his line of sight.There stands a mountain quietly.The mountain forest was red, yellow, green, and black, layer upon layer, rendering upwards, and at the top of the mountain, a bright golden light poured down through the clouds, condensing in his pupils.

Everyone said that Lu Yikun was sleeping stupid, he was the only blood of He Yandong's brother Lu Zongyao, and he was the little orphan He Yandong salvaged from the sea of ​​corpses and blood.How can there be any childhood sweetheart parents, and how can there be any small bungalows in the Republic of China!When he was still in his infancy, he experienced wars and chaos, and became a little orphan who depended on others.The only thing he can rely on is Second Uncle He.

Lu Yikun refused to believe that those five happy years were just a dream.When the brigade entered the city, He Yandong carried him home - the home is a high-end villa in the center of Gyeonggi, separated from other villas by more than 5 meters, with a safe, comfortable, spacious, bright and independent space.All the arrangements, as small as a chandelier and a piece of land, are beautiful and luxurious.

Lu Yikun stood alone in the room and looked around, and found that the coffee table, sofa, curtains and carpet were all very unfamiliar.He began to grin and cry on the spot, standing blankly in the middle of the living room like a little boy, wiping his tears with the back of his hand, and crying to the ceiling for his mother.

A tall and thin boy rushed in from the outside, and yelled at him from a distance like a dog barking: "Crying for your mother and father, and making people sleep! Don't cry!"

Lu Yikun was crying with all his heart, and ignored it.

The thin and tall boy seemed to be extremely annoyed by the noise, so he raised his hand and slapped him on the head.

Lu Yikun was knocked down at once.He was stupefied and sat on the ground staring blankly at the person coming.

The tall and thin boy dressed in a white shirt, black military trousers and black leather shoes, with the haughty air of a college boy.