The Mechanic [BL]

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Chapter 17 – Garbage Processing Yard (3)

Under the scorching sun, a large area of land spread along the gently undulating riverside. The clearing was covered in layers of scrap metal and plastic that looked like houses. Like a virus, rust had spread on the junk cars, old plane engines and swaths of alloy plates that had no purpose. A strong smell of rust permeated the air.

The "gate" of the Garbage Processing Yard was a huge crane that was crumbling and had been swallowed by heavy rust, and next to it sat an ancient mecha that was scrapped at least eighty years ago. Adam raised his head and looked at the "high-rise buildings" stacked with waste, his eyes full of admiration and surprise.

Zhang Xun didn't tell Adam that he was no stranger to this place. He used to sneak here as a child, away from the other "human noises" that irritated him. This place was full of amazement and excitement and he could scour the countless items for parts he could use to make robots or other small machines. But since he started the God Descent Plan, he had no time to set foot here again.

If Sistine knew that the drudgery he thought up was actually not that hard for Zhang Xun and Adam, but rather excited him a little, he didn't know if he would round his eyes that were always pretending to be squinting, so angry that he would be speechless.

"This is a T439 type mecha, which is no longer seen in the ordinary world." Adam said, walking towards the huge mecha sitting quietly in the hot sun, reaching out his left hand and stroking the alloy plate covered with thick rust and looking up at the silent square head that obscured the sunlight. There was a huge hole in the cockpit and it was unknown whether the driver at the time survived.

Zhang Xun took Adam around the "high-rise buildings" piled up from the waste and walked towards a crooked little house that seemed to be spliced ​​out of plastic panels and steel plates, where the administrator lived. The last time he came, the manager was the old man Roy who he was familiar with, but after so many years, probably the person has changed. There were a lot of beer bottles piled next to the hut and a lot of clothes were casually hanging on the drying rack on the other side. There was even a bonfire at the door, with a barbecue grill made of waste and there was still a piece of beef left on it, which had attracted a large number of buzzing flies.

Zhang Xun knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He knocked again and finally heard a crash of beer bottles and a rude curse inside. Immediately afterwards, the door was slammed open and a man in a scruffy, fluffy nightgown, with hair like a bird's nest, leaned against the door frame, apparently just waking up. What was more striking is that the right half of his face was mechanically manufactured from cheek to forehead but the handiwork was a bit rough and the neglected metal was slightly rusted like the waste outside. Even the mechanical prosthetic eye was also the most basic model, like a giant red monitor staring viciously at you.

He was probably an ex-soldier who had a severe wound to the face or head, so it was replaced with a machine. However, this rough workmanship was definitely not the work of the Lab...

The man asked with a bad temper, "What?"

Zhang Xun was almost suffocated by the smell of alcohol on his face, but he still managed to keep his composure and took the initiative to reach out and said. , "Hello, I'm Zhang Xun, the mechanic, and I was ordered to bring Adam here to help for a while."

The man didn't reach out at all, so Zhang Xun had to retract his hand a little awkwardly... The other party suddenly snorted, "It seemed like there was someone earlier. A messenger came and knocked on the door for a long time, I thought I was dreaming." After he finished speaking, he squinted at Zhang Xun again and then his eyes fell on Adam in the distance, "Why do two mechanics have the time to visit a garbage dump like ours?"