The Last Mecha God

The writing is very good, and the detailed description of the world view is also very good. The plot of the story is also basically reasonable. It is this type of book that is not mainstream in the market, and newcomers have to endure the word count and endure the discomfort of not being read by anyone for a long time. Especially for the first order, if you don't go to Sanjiang, the probability is 200 to 300 or even lower. Whether you can persist at this time is unknown. But this world view of the Republic of China style combined with steampunk is really eye-catching. If you don't jump for a million dollars, you will have a perfect posture. I remember someone asked whether Lord of Mysteries would be so explosive if it was written by a newcomer. The strict answer is yes, it will still explode. Only in the first 700,000 words, before the secret of 008 was finally revealed, probably no one cared about it. But even a newbie will insist on writing until the end of the first volume, just like his first book. Let me share my last words with you. The moment you write this book, your only enemy is yourself.

Is it my imagination? It's very similar to the Tianguanzhi style background of The Eunuch in Chapter 6 of Duo Dei. It's not a trumpet, right?

The very short-term book-raising party came here and hoped that it would not be as bad as the very short time, especially the short-term book-raising party. !! 😄

Damn you, it's okay if you like two pigeons, you want to be a pigeon yourself, right?

"People's Federation public channel, coordinates are 30 degrees east longitude, 120 degrees north latitude. This is the 23rd Pan-Asian Corps. We have suffered heavy casualties and need support... Repeat, coordinates..." In the crumbling abandoned building, Zodama desperately pulled on the radio. Dark brown blood slowly fell down from the roots of her hair, pulling out sticky threads. The lead-gray clouds outside the window covered the sky with low pressure. The rolling buildings were constantly reshaped in the heat and explosions, and together with countless corpses and mechanical remains, they were twisted into dark red spirals. Many of them were faces she was familiar with. The ear is filled with the harsh sound of friction between steel, and among the noise of gear rotation, a huge three-story shadow looms beside the swaying balcony. Thick steam spurts out along the irregular jagged body, only the orange light spots at the eyes pierce everything. Obviously that thing had discovered her. The high temperature and steam quickly occupied the corridor. Zodama knew that she was going to die. But at this moment, an even more deafening roar sounded outside, a hill-like shadow fell from the sky, and a huge sword glowing with dark red fire came down, piercing the steel monster directly. Blue arcs of electricity spewed and jumped around like fountains, liquid splashed, and the movement outside also subsided. "You are the only one alive here?" The person who spoke was a man. He jumped in from the window sill, and the steam was like clouds on his legs wrapped in steel. "It's just me, and there are other comrades fighting outside!" Zhuodama spoke excitedly, but was interrupted by the man. He shook his head, "There are no living people outside. This building is the only place where I scanned for signs of life. " After hearing this, her legs weakened and she almost fell to the window. She also saw the steel giant holding up the sky, with red flame clouds wrapped around it, a strange black and green luster flowing on the surface, and white steam spurting out from time to time on the arm holding the dark red giant sword. There is no doubt that it is the standard machine body of the People's Alliance Army. The man in front of her piloted it and cut off the thing that almost wiped out her team with one sword. Her gaze rested on the giant sword. The dim red light outlined its wide-open and closed appearance in the dim scenery. Even in such a tragic sky, it was difficult to hide the domineering aura contained within it. "You are a Sherpa." The man looked at her looking back and said, and then pointed to the white sheep waistcoat exposed under her coalition uniform to answer Zhuodama's doubts, "I went to Everest ten years ago, and the highland barley wine there has a very special taste. "Goodbye." Zhuodama turned around and took a serious look at the man in front of him for the first time. He had sharp eyebrows, short hair, and an old Laodao cigarette between his broad lips. His old-fashioned military coat was covered with dust, as if he lived fifty years ago. "You are?" She asked. "Wu Gou." Zhuodama's heart trembled. In the world of the People's Alliance Army, this name is synonymous with legend. It is said that he is one of the best mechas in the world, but he chose to leave the army after the Asia-Pacific Campaign three years ago. At the moment when the end of mankind is coming, there is no decent armed force in the world except the Human League. No matter how powerful a person is, it is impossible to survive alone, so most people guess that he is dead. "No wonder the Sky Expelling Sword can be driven by a standard machine alone." She bit her dry purple lips and murmured in a low voice. "That thing is a consumable item for me. If it is not powerful enough, I can only rely on Qi Hardware. When I left the army, I handed over the Shenwu. I was willing to give it up." Wu Gou took a puff of cigarette and threw out a tube of tactical healing agent. "What are the 23rd Corps doing here? I heard about the battle on Vesuvius last year. You lost most of your combat power. The fire burned for more than three days, and countless people were buried alive by the mountain ash." "..." Zhuodama's bloodshot eyes turned half a circle and she didn't make a sound. She just inserted the needle into her arm silently, and her face became slightly better. "Then it can only be for supplies. The main battle troops are sent out to pull property. It seems that the life of the People's Federation is not easy." Wu Gou didn't seem to have any feelings about the bad war. "Let's go, I will find you a high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft. As long as you are lucky enough to get into the air, you You can leave by flying directly on the top of the cloud." "What about you?" "I have been here and have no intention of leaving." Wu Gou's back keeps shrinking in Zhuodama's sight. This is probably a topic not worth discussing. "Come with me, the People's Federation needs combat power like yours. We still have dozens of bases including Everest, Fuji, and Amazon, and they are not over yet." Zhuodama suddenly blurted out. The man stopped, turned his head, and half of his cold face was enveloped in the dim light: "Humanity has long had no hope. Ever since the Asia-Pacific War was completely defeated... No, maybe after the fourth technological revolution goes wild, destruction is only a matter of time. The killing machine created for the war ended up being a noose to strangle oneself." "That's better than you being here alone..." Zhuodama swallowed. She looked at Wu Gou cautiously, suddenly afraid to say anything. Wu Gou held the cigarette between his broad, calloused knuckles, and it was impossible to guess his thoughts from his iron-like face.

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The author is a graduate student. He suddenly disappeared in July and has not replied to the Q group. . . I left the group in mid-August, and something went wrong with my blind guessing. . .

The last Ji Wu Shen, Su Yue Mo Yu... The author is a remnant of the old Jiuzhou. It's really amazing to see these words again after so many years. It has been added to the bookshelf, come on!

I'm afraid the author thinks these chapters are particularly well written. The concept is exquisite, the suspense is full, and the inexplicable memories are forgotten. The real plot has also begun. It's very good and has secrets. But I won't say it. The combat power is a bit high and low. In terms of physical fitness, Liu Shuying is about 5, Wu Goukai Qi Ning is around 10 years old. When it comes to martial arts, the gap is probably even bigger. A god of martial arts and a newcomer to martial arts. Talking about weapons and magic weapons to increase physical fitness, Liu Shuying can fight 1.5 Minions, and Wu Gou can fight 6 minions without risking his life, but he is still someone else's minion. . . This is the physical fitness of the previous top martial artist that can be achieved after using Ning. The top martial artist plus the realm of the God of War has to fight 6 passers-by. . . The plot is not advanced at all, but the concept is pushed through chapters 4 and 5? The memory of the previous 4 or 5 chapters brought up the term alien, and then it disappeared. . . Now Chapter 4 has passed, and a term has been introduced, Glazed Seed, and it is gone again. Don't ask, just ask because you don't deserve to know. . . Maybe the author thinks he buried this hole very well~_~

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