Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Wonderful! ”

Glass cheered, but she pulled the bruise on her body, grinning her teeth, and squeezed her eyes at Hunter. "You hear me, Sister Yun? We all believe we can be the fixers! ”

“Sister Yun...”

Hunter chewed on the synthetic food from Left Scared Cloud and ate it into a dirty, flower-faced cat. He laughed with some embarrassment, "I didn't expect you to be such a casual person. We thought you were fierce when we saw you on" The Land Dragon "earlier!

“Speaking of which, apart from my sister-in-law, you are the first real fixer we've ever met. There's so much we want to know about the fixer and your starlight organization, can you tell us more about it? ”

“Yeah. ”

Glass blushed, "With regard to the things of the fixer, all we know is one and a half paws, how exactly can we become the real fixer, and what can we change the world like, please tell us, Sister Yun? ”

The left shocked cloud slightly coughed a few times, and the motion on his hand became hesitant, grinning bitterly: “Actually, I don't know much more about the fixer than you, even many times I doubt myself, whether a person like me is qualified to be a true fixer, can't there be fish eye beads? And what's the point of all our insistence on Starlight? ”

“Er...”

Glass and Hunter looked at Li Yao with confusion. “How could this happen? ”

“Boring and boring theory, it's not funny to say, so let's tell you my story. ”

The left shocked cloud unwittingly wrapped a piece of blue wire around the glass head with cold, icy, hard metal fingers, "Want to hear it? ”

“Think, think, think! ”

Glass and Hunter nodded together.

“I joined Starlight when I was born. I was not born in the fierce and vicious sun on the earth like you, but in the deep underground, rumbling 'dragon of the earth’. ”

The left shocked cloud fell into distant memories, his eyes slightly lost, muttering, "My hometown is a long and long 'traveling dragon’, my mother is a repairman for traveling dragons, and my father is a warrior and explorer.

“Ever since I can remember, my ears have been haunted by the sound of drill bits crushing rocks, with bumps and vibrations underneath my feet, looking at the whole world as a narrow passage, with dark rock formations outside, occasionally spotting starpoints and colorful ores.

“You know, for a long time, I even thought the whole world was like this, a big, hard, boring rock, where humans lived like metal bugs, and I couldn't imagine the existence of mountain rivers, blue sky and white clouds, much less an infinite ocean of stars billions of times bigger than the sky.

“My whole world is such a narrow passageway with all kinds of intricate, eye-catching gears and turntables, ‘sniffing’ pipes, and synthetic foods that taste like chewing wax.

“Adults are busy all day long, and every second the 'Dragon of the Earth' has all sorts of strange faults, and we always encounter too hard rock formations and even metal in front of us, everyone howls in steam whistles and knocks wrenches and drill bits, and we children are there to learn how to repair and master the 'Dragon of the Earth’, starting with the dental language, and to recognize the differences between thousands of ore and old resources.

“At that time, we all did only two things.

“The first is to drill underground continuously in search of mineral caves and ruins of underground cities inherited from Wuyin civilization a thousand years ago, from which some pitiful fuel, food and resources are discovered to sustain the ‘dragon of the earth' and our filthy spirits.

“Secondly, avoiding the earthquake dispatched by 'Sky City, Manjoo Sava’, there was a fierce battle with them underground.

“The drill trucks sent by the Fixers do not need to hang a large number of civilian compartments, they just need to carry the most basic warriors, so they are much more flexible and rapid than we are, but they are, after all, extensive searches, and we just need to quietly lurk and hide, plus our ancestors have lived underground for centuries, become native people here, and the intricate terrain is as familiar as their own palm pattern, so you can fight a banner drum, each one of which we slip out of the gap.

“Of course, I didn't know what ‘Sky City, Manju Savannah’ was at the time, nor did I understand the difference between 'The Fixer’ and ‘The Fixer', and I thought those ferocious, fast little earth-drilling cars were our natural enemies, and they attacked us, and the eagle killed the rabbit.

“Every ‘Runway Dragon’, a flowing village, occasionally brings together many 'Runway Dragons' to exchange materials and information, and carry out large-scale repairs and upgrades - that is, our biggest festival, as if people from ten miles and eight townships had come to gather, children would even dress up their 'village’ Runway Dragons with all sorts of oil colors, more powerful and beautiful than anyone else's.

“In my childhood, however, festivals like these are rare, fairy fixers are sieging us more and more frequently, Tianluo's network is getting tighter and tighter, and many 'dragon walkers' are discovered, detonating crystal bombs, destroying hundreds of millions of tons of rock, dying alive in mines and tunnels, and our 'dragon walkers' have been hit several times, losing one third of their compartments and nearly half of their personnel.

“In such a bleak war, I slowly learned everything from my parents about the glorious history of the 'Reformers' and 'Starlight’, and how evil the 'City of Sky, Manju Savannah’ and ‘Immortals' are.

“At that time, a lot of what I said to my parents was snotty, and I didn't think there was anything ‘glowing’ about the practitioners and the starlight organization.

“My parents told me that the cultivators are the pride and hope of human civilization, and that our starlight organization, which has been resisting underground for centuries, is sure to hit the cultivators hard.

“At that time, I was a little younger than you, but I also hid the feeling that my parents were bragging. Since there were blue sky clouds and vast stars outside, and countless sinners suffering from pain waiting for us to save them, we were beaten to the ground like shrugged turtles, living a life of displacement and panic - what a 'pride’, what a 'glow’, what a 'hope’!

“Also, we have been passively beaten and the situation is getting worse. Many of our little partners only met once at a rally, and later heard that their ‘dragon of the earth' was discovered by the fixers and, together with them, crushed into scrap iron. So what ‘heavy blow' did we do to the fixers? Did we just consume some of the enemy's drill bits and fuel?

“Anyway, at that time I was in a period of rebellion, I didn't think it was great to be a real fixer. I even thought that I had spent eight lifetimes of my life falling blood and mildew to be born in the 'dragon of the earth' of Starlight Organization. I had to live this bleak and utterly desperate life. I was thinking all day about fleeing the ground, fleeing Starlight Organization and the shitty fixer, to live in a bright sunshine, another life without baggage, unrestrained and completely different.

“These days are finally here.

“Because we were seriously understaffed, we had to venture to recruit people on the ground, which was the first time I touched the real sun, breathed real fresh air, saw a huge, fluffy cloud of gray, could roar and roar with no hesitation, and the voice could fly all the way to the horizon.

“Until today, I can't forget that day, the first ray of sunlight pierced my pupil and blinded me for ten minutes.

“In a world of bloody warfare, we found some bandits or slaves - formerly a powerful gang in the area - who were wiped out by a coalition of seven or eight bandits, and few survivors were enslaved.

“We exterminated these bandits, rescued all the slaves and, after interrogation and identification, took some of them underground.

“Later…"

The sound of the left alarm cloud became dull and chaotic, and the face flashed through a painful color, rubbing the wound from his left shoulder to his metal arm.

“What happened then? ”

Glass and Hunter could not help but ask.

The left frightened cloud frowned and flew quickly and briefly: “Later, one of these slaves betrayed us and brought in a large number of fairies, completely destroying the 'Land Dragon' that I had grown up in since childhood. My parents died in battle, and I lost a left arm, struggling to escape into the ruins of an underground city, fortunately escaping. ”

“Ah!”

Glass glanced at her eyes, somewhat embarrassingly lowered her head, thinking about it, and grabbed the left panic cloud with the right hand of the temperature, “Sorry, Sister Yun. ”

Li Yao and the boxing champion only realized why Left Shocked Cloud was so hostile to the bandits and murderers on the evil soil, and took a deeper view of this one-armed woman warrior.

Left frightened and smiled, gently rubbing the head of the glass with the prosthetic limb. "That was a long time ago, I almost... forgot, what's it to you?

“From that moment on, I stopped thinking about the golden sunshine, the blue sky, the white clouds and the free wind, thinking only about revenge.

“Though I still don't have a lot of ideas about the" cultivators, "I'm sure you're right about fighting the" cultivators "and killing the cultivators and their dogs? ”