An Unscientific Mechanic

"...Sara Nome?" Ian's eyes moved directly back and forth between the woman in front of her and the wooden village behind her.

Looking at her costume... the period of MACROSSZERO?

Why did I go to the Macross world in 2063, but came to the Macross world near 2006?

What exactly is that time-space tremor? Who caused it?

Is there anything on the Enterprise that is worth causing cosmic space-time shocks?

"Hey! What do you want to say! Who are you? What's the purpose of coming here? Why do you know my name? You don't seem to know me from the look in your eyes." Sarah Nome pointed at Ian's nose with the tip of the spear. .

"I... you treat me as an innocent person who accidentally fell into a cosmic traffic accident. As for you? I have read your information."

Sarah Nome, during the War of Unity, awakened the "Bird Man", a relic of primitive civilization, and almost completely destroyed the United Army "Asuka" which was fighting for the fragment of "Bird Man" codenamed "A-FORCE" near Maya Island. Aircraft carrier battle group and mobile fleet of anti-union contract alliance.

The blood of the "Wind Singer" flowing in her body was also a hot research topic in 2063.

After all, her younger sister's granddaughter will sing throughout the galaxy in 2059, defending mankind from the hands of VAJRA and the small group of Jeter's backbone fleet.

Whether Shirley Nome’s power comes from blood or from the soul, there are also several teams in the integration department of this subject that are researching...

However, this group of researchers failed to reach a convincing conclusion even if they made out more than a dozen local magnitude 6 earthquakes with each other.

As for Shiryllu herself...

She just said tactfully that you don’t have to fight, my old lady is so awesome...

Of course, the original words are, I am Shirley Lunom, the fairy of the galaxy, shouldn't it be such a level?

"What's your look?" Sharanom frowned, always feeling offended by that look. But people don’t have any surprisingly disgusting eyes...

"It's okay." Just suddenly the 18-year-old girl in front of me was brought into Shiryllu's 60-odd grandma...

"You come to the village with me first, you are not allowed to behave strangely." Saranom turned around and put away what seemed to be a spear.

Ian's eyes shrunk slightly, he hadn't seen the power of the person in front of him just now.

Obviously he hasn't specially trained, so he can swing the gun casually, and the tip of the gun can have high subsonic speed?

I activated the nano-robot in my eyes and scanned the body of the person in front of me up and down.

"The bone density is 2.7 times that of the average person, and the strength of the Achilles tendon is about three times that of the average person. The muscle and skin strength matches the bones and Achilles tendon... Are you born superhuman..."

"Hey!" Saranom felt the traces of the scan, and instantly turned to look at Ian.

"...I'm sorry, but I saw that your strength and body shape don't match, so I took a closer look."

"The witches of the wind have been like this in the past generations. It's nothing special." Saranom frowned, and his affection for Ian dropped by 30%. "In addition, before entering the village, let's do a ritual for you. The lagging on your body is almost solidified. You will pollute the wind on this island.

If the air is too turbid, stuttering will breed in the vegetation. And... what did you throw on the ground just now? "

"The self-disciplined proliferation nanorobot, according to the program, will be able to launch a satellite by tomorrow evening. I need to know where I am and where my troops are." Ian followed Saranom to the village.

"Really, there will be a liaison boat tomorrow evening, and you can follow that boat back to human society." Saranom didn't turn his head back. "By the way, you seem to be in your twenties. Why is the Caton on your body heavier than someone who has been on the battlefield for more than ten years?"

"It's a pity that I can't go to the so-called human society for the time being. After all, I don't have the identity of any country in this world. As for things like Caton... I can only say that some things are not as you see them. For example, actually I'm more than 20 years old." Ian looked around. I always feel...it seems to be different from the Maya Island painted in MACROSSZERO in my impression...

Is the style of painting shifted? Or…

By the way... Before losing consciousness, I seemed to hear a word. What is it?

"Here." Ian was taken to a wooden house made of different-shaped wooden boards with the image of various "birds".

"Sarachan, is this the person you are talking about to do the stuttering ritual?" An old man with a cane raised his mouth. "Young man, do you want to buy some souvenirs?"

"Do you charge dollars here?"

"Come on."

"Come on then, it's all here."

"Which one do you want?"

"Ten of each kind first."

"Young man! Thanks to your patronage, I will give you some other things to make up a total of 5,000 US dollars."

"..."

"The village chief!" Saranom blushed and turned white.

"Hahaha..." The old man smiled like a 100-year-old child. "My old man, I just have such a hobby. It's rare for an outsider to give me such a face."

"However, young man... How many wars have you experienced... But the lagging attached to you..." The village chief looked up and down Ian. "Never mind the expulsion ceremony. It is his belief and his consciousness. Change it to a blessing ceremony and let the wind protect him in the next battle."

"The village chief?" Saranom looked at him unexpectedly, although he looked like an old and disrespectful ~www.novelmtl.com~, he was really the kind of elder who was knowledgeable and respected.

When he was young, the village chief used to travel the world under the pseudonym Indiana Jones, once chatting and laughing with the Prime Minister of Bismarck as the world’s number one treasure hunter, witnessed the Sarajevo incident, participated in the First World War as a mercenary, because of his outstanding performance. Meet the Queen of England.

Later, he traveled to Eastern Europe and witnessed the October Revolution.

Then he went to Africa and witnessed the Italian army being defeated by the indigenous people with blowing arrows.

Later he also participated in the Second World War, from Stalingrad to Berlin.

Wandering in East Asia for many years, witnessed the rise of a certain eastern power.

Then in the 1990s, based on the knowledge and contacts he had accumulated over the years, he judged the incredible fact that the Soviets were about to fall. The Central Bank of the Soviet Union lent millions of dollars in loans. The loan was in US dollars, and the loan was repaid in rubles. The interest was two points higher than the usual loan. The bank officials at the time gave three boxes of Moutai to the bank. This strange loan contract.

In the end, only about 3.5 dollars worth of rubles was returned, and the village chief returned to Maya Island with a box of medals from various countries and millions of dollars in property.

Then, put down the revolver and shotgun, the village head, and since then became the village head.

Life on Maya Island has changed from looking at the sky and eating without clothing, to the days of worrying about food and clothing, and fishing to supplement and improve food.

On the island, behind the village, there is a complete soilless vegetable cultivation factory, as well as a pig farm and a poultry farm.

The abundance of survival materials has reduced the probability of death of Maya Island residents to less than one in a thousand.

Saranom looked at the village chief and Ian, who was receiving the blessing at the center of the ceremony, with complicated eyes.

The lag on these two people...

Is it the same...