The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 151 Dreams
Although the Iron Jaw Recycler lying on the ground was extremely embarrassed, he was after all a strong man transformed with a prosthetic body, and he was not at all comparable to a waste like Uncle Niu.

Even though V was caught off guard by a rising dragon punch, the prosthetic sounder on his body could still shout for help on the ground.

"Boss! Save me quickly! Someone messed up!"

Quickly, before the arrival of the "boss" in the opponent's mouth, a group of trash guys gathered at the first time and rushed to the scene to watch.

These garbage guys are like mosquitoes and flies smelling carrion, swarming whenever there is any movement.

These people who have lost everything have no purpose in life. For them who are living in a numbness like a machine, any stimulating thing will bring hallucinogenic excitement to their numb life.

Not long after, six or seven recyclers approached from around, and the leader was a big black-skinned guy with a marinated egg head.

The dark male body in his early two meters and the hair style of a very strong man gave people a strong sense of oppression.

His body has undergone rough prosthetic transformation, and his fully mechanized arms are exceptionally strong.

Not only is his body equipped with bulletproof armor, but this recycler is also holding two heavy-duty chainsaw swords in his hands, exuding an extremely domineering aura.

This is the recycler nicknamed "Boss" in Iron Chin's mouth. Even among the powerful recyclers, he is still a respectable figure.

"Damn Falker! What kind of bastard dares to challenge our rules, hey, Man?! I think you are tired of work..."

Seeing those garbage guys gloating at their misfortune, [Boss] became furious. As the ruler of this garbage mountain, he would never allow anyone to run wild on his territory.

Just when he was about to unleash his anger in front of the crowd of garbage guys, in order to make an example of others to increase his prestige, V had completely ignored him, packed the materials that Iron Jaw had brought out earlier, and planned to push the cart away.

"Hmph! Want to escape? Lightning whirlwind!"

Roaring and uttering the name of the extremely aggressive move, the powerful prosthetic body of the recoverer [Boss] waved the epee in his hand with both arms, like a helicopter paddle, and rushed towards V with the momentum of destroying everything along the way.

The trash guys around looked at the majestic momentum of this move, imagining the scene of such a sharp knife slashing on themselves, and all of them couldn't help their scalps getting numb.

However, facing the enemies sweeping towards him like a tornado, V showed no fear in his eyes.

Although this move is powerful, it has a great flaw, that is, lack of mobility.

Although the prosthetic body transformed by the opponent brought enormous power, it sacrificed the original mobility of the organism, making it difficult to turn around like a dead machine.

Aiming at the gap in the opponent's lower body, V took the electric shock baton and made a sliding shovel forward, easily dodging the lightning whirlwind above, and gave the opponent a heavy electric shock on the lower body.

This decision seems simple, but it takes a lot of courage to implement it.

And V is a fearless person like a rock.

Soon, along with the scorching fragrance wafting from his crotch, [Boss]'s painful wailing resounded from the mountain of garbage.

"Oh, Falk! Respected Lord Yier, save us quickly! You must punish this ignorant guy!"

Hearing the wailing from [Boss], the more and more garbage guys gathered couldn't help but look at each other.

It was the first time for many of them to see such a strong man, who could beat two recyclers in a row!
boom!
Just as everyone was discussing, with a loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, a big black-skinned guy with very little cloth jumped down from the top of the rubbish mountain.

The man who slowly stood up from the ground was two and a half meters tall, a circle thicker than the [boss].

His naked, strong body is covered with some wild hair, like a wild gorilla, with metallic shiny limbs flashing from time to time, all of which have undergone different degrees of prosthetic transformation.

Seeing the other party's appearance, the eyes of the trash guys couldn't help showing fear like looking at monsters.

Il Sanswuliu, nicknamed [Wild Gorilla], is the real ruthless character in this garbage mountain.

The "recyclers" in every garbage mountain are not simple. They are not just residents of the "garbage area". Behind these organizations, there are often gang forces in the city that never sleeps.

And Yier was originally a member of the Nightless City Gang [Zoo], because he couldn't control his body and caused something to happen in the Nightless City, so he was sent to the garbage area.

His wild beast-like eyes instantly locked on V and Momo, but he didn't attack immediately, but like a hunter sizing up his prey, he said curiously.

"Oh? Isn't this the little idiot who yells about making mechas all day long? Where did that strange face next to you come from? Didn't you teach him the rules of our place..."

Seeing Yi Er's calm look, the boss who smelled of burnt lower body said quickly.

"Master Yi, don't talk nonsense with him, hurry up...uh!"

Didn't even bother to look at the other party, Yi Er kicked the boss who was curled up on the ground and kicked him away.

"Don't interrupt, you trash! A trash who loses to others has no right to speak!"

This kick was so powerful that the boss's head like a corned egg rolled wildly on the ground in an instant, breaking into a pile of garbage.

As an uptowner who never came from the city that never sleeps, Il has never seen these recyclers from the garbage area as companions.

In his eyes, these recyclers and those garbage guys who pick up garbage are just tools for collecting resources.

On the contrary, the boring life in the underground garbage world made him more interested in those mavericks.

For example, the little one who clamored all day to become a mechanic.

Another example is the stunned young man in front of him who put down two of his subordinates.

Looking at the guy who was as tall as an iron tower in front of him, V pointed to the iron chin that was beaten and lying on the ground, and said neither humble nor overbearing.

"My name is V, and I'm a mecha boxer. That idiot insulted my partner's dream, so I taught him a lesson. As for the other guy...he wants to cut me, so I'll beat him. Is there a problem?"

Hearing V's words, Momo's starry eyes twinkled and she was touched.

And such an answer full of stupefaction made Yi Er laugh wildly.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha—you are so interesting! Crazy and crazy, you are not an ordinary trash guy! Wait...you said you are a mecha boxer?!"

It seemed that his dull brain had just reacted, and Yi Er's eyes suddenly became sharp.

V said firmly.

"That's right, I am Mecha Boxer."

Reaffirmed by the other party, Il's eyes widened, and he began to look at V seriously from beginning to end.

He once tried to be a mech boxer as well.

Like countless passionate men who are attracted by the big screen, winning the MB Contest is his dream.

Although Yier's biological quality can meet the standard, but because of insufficient brain power, the synchronization rate with the mecha has been unable to reach the standard for a long time, and finally failed to realize this dream.

Sensing the interface traces left by the loaded mecha on the opponent's body, and considering the opponent's appearance in the garbage area, Yier reckoned that this stunned young man might be a defective product that was eliminated just like himself.

A fool who lives in a dream.

He looked at Momo beside V and grinned.

"Haha, little one, I really let you find a fool who believes in you..."

For fools who like to dream, Yi Er doesn't dislike it very much, because he also liked to have such unrealistic dreams in the past.

At the beginning, he came to this city that never sleeps because of his dream of becoming a boxer.

But later he realized how difficult it is to become a mecha boxer!
After exhausting his savings, he did [Level [-] Biological Enhancing Transformation], and he barely reached the standard of biological quality.

But after he was eliminated in the synchronization rate test, he learned from the experts that if he wants to achieve a sufficient synchronization rate with the mecha, he must either rely on a talent that is unique in a million, or he can only rely on a neural transformation project that consumes a lot of resources. .

And these biological modification packages are completely a trick for a big company like [Longgu Life] to harvest their passionate youths.

Behind the mecha boxing match, there are huge industrial chains one after another.

And the disheartened Il finally gave up his dream, and he had to turn to join the gang in order to survive.

After that he saw a more realistic side of the world.

Match-fixing, spinach, illegal drugs...

Countless fools with the dream of being champions came to the city that never sleeps, and were eventually squeezed out of their wealth by big companies. After their boxing dreams were shattered, they paralyzed themselves with hallucinogens or fell into the abyss of gambling and boxing. They were squeezed out of their last trace of value and reduced to the garbage area .

Il has seen such people a lot, the streets of the city that never sleeps and the underground garbage area are full of despondent figures who have lost their dreams.

Those big companies invest countless financial resources every year to make the MB Contest become a god, and make countless people crazy about it, just to let the people who follow their successors chase their dreams like lantern fish attracting their prey, and they will be eaten up in the end.

Il saw the reality clearly, his original love of boxing has become riddled with holes and has become a tool for interest groups to exploit blood and sweat.

At this moment, seeing this stupefied green-headed boxing fool, Yi Er seemed to see his innocent self in the past.

Beckoning to V boldly, he announced loudly.

"Come on, let me see the level of a mecha boxer. As long as you can hold on to me for 5 minutes, it will be considered that what happened here has never happened. You two fools can continue to dream. If you don't even have this level... Wake up early!"

Yi Er's body has undergone a [Level [-] Biological Enhancing] package, which is a transformation that every mecha boxer reserve will undergo.

The abilities of the strengthened organisms are beyond the reach of ordinary humans.

And after further transformation of the prosthetic body, on the basis of the original flesh and blood body, it went a step further in the direction of inhumanity.

It is no exaggeration to say that the total number of other recyclers in the entire No. 13 garbage dump is not enough for him to fight alone.

Facing this monster-like enemy, V showed no fear in his eyes, and stepped forward resolutely with his arms twisted.

"beat."

One word, plain and simple.

The entire garbage mountain boiled immediately, and all the garbage guys and recyclers near the garbage mountain immediately rushed to tell each other, and people of all kinds gathered from all directions.

The onlookers gathered together to form a natural arena.

In the arena, one side is the overlord of No. 13 Garbage Mountain, Il Sanswuliu, and the other side is the little-known unknown V.

After the two sides set up their postures, a fierce boxing match was about to start.

A recycler with a timer stood in the middle and announced loudly.

"The competition adopts the general rules of MB, and those who fall to the ground and stand up for ten seconds are declared defeated!"

"If the challenger can hold on for 5 minutes in Lord Yi's hands, the challenge will be considered successful!"

"ready, go!"

(End of this chapter)