Mecha Forger

The summer of Hematite Star is the best season of the year.

Only in this season, when the bright sunshine takes away the cold and polar cap carbon dioxide, and the ice sheet reveals its original appearance, can the Hematite Star regain its vitality.

People walked out of their houses and headed towards the ice field.

For five months, the most important task for the residents of Hematite Star was to dig out ice and store water.

of course there are exceptions.

Hematite Star Slums - In a certain room on Beta Street, someone was still sleeping soundly even as the sun was basking on his buttocks.

However, the luxury of sleeping in did not last long.

A mechanical male voice sounded in the room, repeating the same sentence coldly: "Brad is calling! Brad is calling!..."

The ringtone came from inside a blue quilt, which seemed a bit muffled.

A black head emerged from the blue quilt, followed by a pair of slender but calloused hands. As the hands stretched out of the quilt, the ringing became clearer.

It was not difficult to tell that the ringtone came from the old-fashioned optical brain on that slender wrist that should have been recycled in the metal dump pit long ago.

In fact, this thing is really an antique that Tang Fan found in a metal storage pit.

Anyway, you can use it after repairing it, so why waste it.

Tang Fan, a lean fifteen-year-old girl, has always practiced the virtue of diligence and thrift in managing her family.

After all, nutritional supplements cost money, renting a house costs money, medicines that delay female growth cost money...

Tang Fan's most common saying is: don't throw it away, reuse it.

So that in the eyes of others, he will always be a shabby boy wearing rags.

As a smart person, Tang Fan never defends people's misunderstandings, but will make reasonable use of them and even mislead them.

In Hematite Star, it is difficult to be a human being, even more difficult to be a woman, and even more difficult to be a beautiful woman. Tang Fan does not want to ask for trouble.

Brad was not a patient person, and if she didn't answer the bell before it rang, this girl would break in.

Although Brad has always been carefree, there are differences between men and women after all. Letting Brad enter her room should be avoided if possible!

Even though he fell asleep at three o'clock in the morning, Tang Fan still opened his eyes with difficulty, shook his head, and tried to wake himself up.

After clicking twice on his optical brain, the ringing stopped abruptly.

"I'll be down in three minutes!"

After comforting Brad with a simple and clear sentence, Tang Fan immediately lifted the quilt and rushed into the bathroom at the speed of light.

A slender figure immediately reflected on the smooth metal walls.

When he lifted up the messy hair, his little face with a little baby fat was finally revealed.

With big, clean eyes, a high bridge of nose, and rosy thin lips, she is as beautiful as any popular star.

Fifteen years old is an age when you can distinguish between beauty and ugliness and start dressing up, but Tang Fan has no idea in this regard.

He clearly understood how sad it would be to have a beautiful appearance but no corresponding ability in a place like Hematite Star.

In Beta Street, living is not only a skill, but also an art. It is completely normal for people to disappear or die overnight.

He couldn't wait to cover his face with the towel. When the towel left his face, the long bangs had already pressed down on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, making a perfect seamless connection.

Tang Fan, who covered his eyebrows and eyes, looked a little gloomier, and looked a lot more ordinary and neutral.

Tang Fan nodded with satisfaction, quickly put on a white protective suit, and successfully tidied himself up in less than ten minutes.

Tang Fan was about to rush out of the house, but when he passed by the living room, a man on the sofa who smelled of sweat successfully stopped Tang Fan.

He took out three nutritional supplements from his space buckle and placed them on the small table in front of the sofa.

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a bowl-shaped vessel and a white starchy object as big as a bowl from the space buckle.

Tang Fan broke off a small piece of white starchy object and threw it into the vessel, pressed a button, sighed, and rushed out.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Tang Fan saw Brad, who was looking at him and counting down to ten.

Obviously everyone is fifteen years old and eats the same food, but Brad has a way of growing tall and thick.

With a height of 1.83 meters and a weight of 88 kilograms, compared with Tang Fan, who is 1.65 meters tall and weighs 43 kilograms, Brad is a veritable fat man.

However, Brad himself didn't feel it.

He always says that he is not fat, but strong.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one..."

Brad, who was in the process of changing his voice, had a rough and hoarse voice that made Tang Fan's mouth twitch.

When Brad counted to one, Tang Fan couldn't help but tap Brad's shoulder.

Brad suddenly turned his head, hooked Tang Fan's shoulder, grinned, and said, "You are ten seconds late. Is your unreliable father back?"

Tang Fan did not answer Brad's question. He quickly slapped Brad's hand away and asked, "Have Donald and the others set off?"

It was obvious that Tang Fan didn't want to talk about this issue.

Brad closed his mouth wisely and replied: "They set off three minutes ago!"

Tang Fan frowned and quickened his pace, and Brad quickly followed.

There are only two mecha repair shops in Hematite Star. The owner of one is Brad's father, William Smith, who is also one of the few good friends of Tang Fan's irresponsible father; the other owner is Donald's father. Bob Smith.

Therefore, in the entire Hematite Star, Donald and his little follower Daniel are the only competitors of Tang Fan and Brad.

It's the kind of person who, when seeing the other person being deflated, would drink an extra nutritional supplement to celebrate.

Tang Fan narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Let's take a shortcut and chase him!"

Brad said hello happily and couldn't wait to pull Tang Fan onto the flying board and fly towards the polar crown.

Because they took a shortcut, Tang Fan and Brad arrived at Jiguan almost at the same time as Donald and Daniel.

Seeing Tang Fan and Brad, Donald's chubby face showed a look of regret.

"I thought you two wouldn't be able to catch up today!"

Tang Fan said lightly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Daniel, the short man next to Donald, said in a sinister tone: "Just the two of them? As long as they smell a hint of credit, they will crawl over even if they are about to die."

Brad clenched his fists angrily, but was stopped by Tang Fan.

“You have to pay for credit points if you get your hands dirty, it’s not cost-effective!”

The understatement was full of the smell of copper, but it successfully comforted Brad and made Daniel's face turn livid all of a sudden.

Brad looked at his fist, then at Daniel's changing face, and suddenly realized, "That's right! Why didn't I think of that!"

Donald smiled and said: "There is no point in talking, we have the real deal in our hands."

Tang Fan nodded, "That's what I want to say."