Counterfeit Hero

"Fat man, the new one?" A guard in his forties stood beside Tian Xingjian and watched for half an hour. He was dazzled by Tian Xingjian's deliberately crazy performance and finally couldn't help but ask.

The fat man quickly stopped what he was doing, nodded and said, "Sir, I'm new here. It's my first day of work today."

The guard waved his hand and signaled the fat man to continue working: "The skills are good. Did you do this before?"

The fat man restarted the mechanical auxiliary arm, skillfully grabbed the two transmission shafts, threaded them together, and said: "Yes, sir, I am a mechanic."

The guard became interested and asked curiously: "It's rare these days for mechanics to commit crimes and be sent here. Fatty, have you killed someone?"

Tian Xingjian looked like an honest man who had been wronged and said pitifully: "Sir, I was wronged. They said I was a spy." The bitch shook the flesh on his body and asked sadly: "You old man Tell me, with my body, I can be a spy?"

The guard chuckled and asked without comment, "Then where did you work before you came in?"

The fat man's honest face showed a kind of honest man's pride: "I used to be a researcher at the Myth Legion's Mecha Research Laboratory, and I also led a team!"

The guard was startled: "Mythical Legion?"

The fat man said proudly: "Yes, it is the Mythical Legion, and our leader is Reinhardt." The bitch glanced at the dumbfounded guard and said flatteringly: "Our leader is so majestic...really, he looks just like you. Mighty, maybe a little more majestic than you."

The force and angle of the flattery were all right. Although the guard knew clearly that the fat man was flattering, he couldn't help but feel amusement. Who is Reinhardt? How can a little guard like myself be compared to a person like that? Not to mention that Reinhardt was only slightly more powerful than him. If that were the case, wouldn't he also be incredibly powerful? This fat guy is silly and looks cute.

The fat man sighed and continued: "It's a pity that our captain is not here recently, otherwise he would definitely not let people accuse me so wrongly. Our captain likes me. I am responsible for the mecha modification tasks and new mecha designs in the legion." Responsible."

The guard asked curiously: "You mean, your captain doesn't know about your coming in?"

The fat man nodded stupidly: "Yes, how about our captain let people arrest the people of the Mythical Legion at will?"

The guard nodded his head. Reinhardt was famous for guarding his shortcomings. Since Reinhard became the commander of the Legion in Abnosk Prison, no one from the Mythical Legion has been captured. Even if someone from the Myth Legion commits a serious crime, the punishment will be punished by the Legion itself. Even the routine and unavoidable trials are conducted under the full supervision of the Myth Legion.

The guard's name is Davis, and he is the guard supervisor of the entire prison processing plant. He is usually particularly interested in mechas, flying cars and other machinery. Seeing the fat man's superb skills, he originally had a good impression of him. But when he heard what the fat man said, his expression changed. Much more amiable. Regardless of whether what the fat man said is true or not, it is better to be polite to the people of the Myth Legion. Even if they are criminals, the criminals of the Myth Legion are different.

"So, when your legion commander comes back in a while, you can go out?" Davis simply sat next to the fat man and chatted wordlessly. The simple and monotonous assembly work, operated by Fatty's quick hands, made people feel like watching a performance. Davis felt that he was simply fascinated.

The fat man sighed sadly and said: "I just don't know when the legion commander will come back. I don't care about anything else. It's just that the mecha development work I'm in charge of now is at a critical moment. If I'm not here..." The bitch shook his head and sighed. Without Zhang Butcher, everyone has to eat pigs with hair on them.

Davis said happily: "The experts who can be invited by the Mythical Legion are the most powerful in the empire. Without you, they will not be able to complete the development?"

The fat man said honestly and sincerely: "Yes, I am worried about the empire. Personal honor and disgrace are nothing. If the empire suffers losses, it will be very heartbreaking."

Davis, who was drinking water from a hand-warming teacup, almost spit out the teacup when he heard this. A mouthful of water stuck in his throat, and he coughed repeatedly, making his face turn red. Finally taking a breath, he looked up and saw the fat man with a honest, honest and loyal look on his face. He was staring at him with innocent and pure eyes. Davis almost lost his breath. Was this fat man really stupid or was he intentional? Amused? It's really rare to find such patriotic people these days, ***.

Davis smiled and calmed down, and said to the fat man: "I can't tell, but you are a patriot. I feel wronged by sending you here as a spy." He stood up and approached the fat man and asked: "Since You said that your mechanical skills are very powerful, then tell me, I have a [Kadis] mecha, and recently I found that the control is not as sensitive as before. When the system executes commands, it will occasionally be slow for a second or two. What is it? question?"

Fatty asked: "This problem only occurs occasionally. There is no fault in the balance system. The transmission indicator light at the bottom left of the mecha computer is always on when it is started. It will take half an hour to go out, right?"

Davis said in surprise: "You know?"

The fat man curled his lips and said: "The problem is simple. There is a problem with the temperature controller of the sensor of the mecha computer. Just replace it. Otherwise, take it apart and find a 0.1 data cable to connect the temperature detection system to the machine. The temperature detection system of the A balance system can be connected and shared, but it won’t look that good.”

As soon as Davis heard this, he turned around and ran, shouting as he ran: "Fat man, just wait for me here. You can't stop working until I come back." He ran to the prison foreman "Third Brother" who was in charge of supervision, and shouted He specifically warned: "Beru, I'm going out to do some errands now. Let the fat man wait here for me to come back. You wait with him. You are not allowed to leave until I come back!"

"Third Brother" Beru nodded respectfully. After watching Davis run out of the workshop like his butt was on fire, he turned around and walked to Tian Xingjian and said coldly: "It seems that you don't know the rules very well. Come to work." If you cause trouble for me on the first day, do you know what the consequences will be?"

The fat man was horrified: "I didn't. Just now the chief asked a mechanical problem. I told him the solution, and he ran away. I didn't do anything."

Beru stared at the fat man coldly until he was sure that this wretched guy didn't look like he was lying. Then he relaxed his expression, snorted and walked away. .

Tian Xingjian was silent as he watched Beilu leave. From the first moment he saw Beilu at work today, he realized that this person was definitely not an ordinary prisoner. There is a kind of indifference and calmness in Beru. This temperament is not born, but is tempered in the battle of life and death on the battlefield. It is a murderous aura based on one's own strength, rather than the arrogance of a fox pretending to be a tiger.

From the moment he stepped into the prison until now, if he had to choose an enemy, Beru, whom Touer called his third brother, was the one Fatty was least willing to choose. Although the two people only exchanged no more than three words with each other, and the only close contact they had was a kick on the fat man in the morning and a few meetings at work, the fat man could clearly feel that under Beru's cold appearance That strength can erupt like a volcano at any time.

Abnosk Prison became increasingly mysterious in Tian Xingjian's eyes. He didn't know how many people like Beru he would meet here. It was not an exaggeration to describe this prison as a hidden dragon or a crouching tiger. No matter how careful the plan was, he was afraid of things going wrong. Fatty almost immediately decided that he would try not to provoke Beru in prison and hide whenever possible. Judging from Beru's appearance, as long as he doesn't cause trouble for him, his character is not the nosy one.

It may be the best choice for everyone to live in peace and harmony.

The bell finally rang before the fat man collapsed from exhaustion. The assembly work is not complicated, and it is assisted by a mechanical arm. If the operating platform is not designed to be so short, this would be a relatively easy task. But now for the fat man, it is indeed a kind of torture to bend down for six hours and barely straighten up.

***, Fatty kicked the console hard. The guy who designed this console is definitely a pervert. Looking at the operating tables of other prisoners around him, the fat man was a little frustrated. Why did he encounter such a short operating table?

The prisoners walked towards the door one after another, lined up to hand over their tools and passed through the inspection door. After a hard day's work, the two hours of relaxation time before dinner are the happiest moments of the day for these prisoners. Looking at Beru's dark face, the fat man felt a little guilty, as if he had caught an anxious groom and stopped him from entering the bridal chamber.

Ten minutes later, Davis finally walked in slowly. As soon as the fat man saw this forty-year-old man's face squeezed into a ball, he knew that the mecha's fault had been eliminated.

"I wonder what kind of reward you will give me." The fat man was full of expectations.

Sure enough, Davis walked up to the fat man and patted the fat man's shoulder excitedly: "Good guy, it's exactly what you said. I asked the mechanic at the maintenance shop to help me change the temperature controller, and the problem with the mecha was eliminated. , I tried it for two hours and there was no problem, the sensitivity improved immediately, and you can tell just by the control feel, it is much smoother than usual!"

The fat man said humbly: "It's a small problem. If you have any questions in the future, I can help. Just give me your orders, sir!"

Davis was a fan of mechas and had an unspeakable fondness for highly skilled mechanics. Seeing the fat man being so clever, he immediately said generously: "Okay, since you did me such a big favor, I have to pay you back." It's not a favor, I'll make an exception today!" He said while feeling around in his trouser pocket.

The fat man's eyes turned green when he saw Davis take his hand out of his trouser pocket, holding a card.

"***, this doesn't look like a bank card." The fat man was wondering when he saw Davis walking up to the console and swiping the card in a chute under the console. As the instructions were entered, the operation The platform has been raised to a height that is easy for ordinary people to operate.

The fat man burst into tears. He finally realized that he was in prison. .