She turned her head. The woman at the Fairbanks maintenance station was sitting at the table drinking tea. At such a close distance, Xu Cheng suddenly saw a series of serial numbers engraved under her hairline. They were engraved on the metal surface with a laser.

Carved on it.

Only now did Xu Cheng discover that she was a synthesizer, a synthesizer responsible for repairing robots.

She wanted to ask which company produced the other party, was it Nisto? Or was it Tianshu Manufacturing? Silla's company? Ye Zi's company? But she saw the piles of company machine wreckage that were difficult to distinguish from each other. Xu

Cheng felt that there was no need to ask anymore.

"Quack." Xu Cheng finished her tea cup and returned to her shuttle.

"Be careful on the road." The woman waved to Xu Cheng, who nodded vigorously.

Synths and humans live together, making it difficult to tell them apart. Xu Cheng used to be a little nervous when he thought about this kind of thing, but now he feels it is acceptable. If you don't pay close attention, who can tell the difference between synthetics so clearly today?

Just like Jialongpo, no one knows who will be replaced on which day.

Everything was wonderful. Xu Cheng launched the Shenhui and left the hill of damaged robots and drones at the Fairbanks maintenance station behind him, heading to the next site.

She quickly crossed the rugged land and headed for Buckland Crossing, which was a gathering place for the war witches. The emblem of the witch god Falosa was printed on the flag, fluttering in the wind in the night sky.

During the retreat of the New Taipei Army, because Delaney also left the battle, the magic blockade disappeared. The War Witch Force was able to attack the rear guard at the core of the lighthouse, severely injuring them, and returned with a full load. Now they are resting at Buckland Crossing.

"Quack." Xu Cheng delivered boxes of food, medicine, fuel and medical supplies here, and the Shenhui landed on the tarmac with a roar.

One after another, the heroic war witches walked out of the barracks and happily received the goods. One of the experienced witch captains signed the cargo list for Xu Cheng. Xu Cheng felt that this trip was much more convenient. The witches were smart and strong, and they were very happy.

It is easy to unload all the goods.

"You sent the Witch Potion and the Steel Wings fuel cell? That's great! We just need it." A clear voice sounded.

Xu Cheng turned his head and saw a familiar figure.

The opponent had his brown hair cut short and was wearing a compact witch armor. He had a pretty face and a confident smile. He had a medal hanging on his chest and held a handsome helmet in his hand. The helmet had a pair of special bright red eyepieces, which were obviously used to control the release of magic power.
Chapter completed!