Chapter 1 B032 number

  It seems I have been asleep for a very long time...

  Ever since... Varoland's defeat in the final battle against the Dark Continent, my body was discarded like a piece of trash into a dark and abandoned warehouse by those guys from the Dark Continent...

  Here... there's only damp mist and an unbearable musty smell.

  My metal body is slowly... rusting, decaying...

  The electric power stored in my chest... is slowly running out...

  I feel a... quiet, icy darkness is slowly devouring me...

  Is this...the approaching death?

  Oh...... Guren and the others said it before...... Only true life can sense death...... So...... I'm also considered a true life now, huh......

  But... nothing matters anymore...

  Everything has ended...... Comrades...... I have come to reunite with you all......

  ……

  Varoland Continent, an abandoned warehouse occupied by the Dark Legion.

  The warehouse had no windows, the old and rusty gate was tightly closed, not a single ray of light could penetrate. In the darkness, the damp air mixed with moldy smell, forming a musty and abandoned atmosphere.

  The warehouse was cool and quiet, with only the occasional rustling of mice coming from some corner breaking the stillness in the darkness.

  If nothing unexpected happens, this abandoned warehouse will continue to be forgotten and abandoned in the darkness.

  But if it's really like that, then our story won't be able to unfold.

  ……

  In the corner of the warehouse, there are tangled metal coils, an iron basin with a gaping hole, and numerous rusty metal parts scattered about. A large stack of discarded junk is piled haphazardly together, almost as high as a small hill.

  In the darkness, a stout and agile rat scurried out of its nest, climbed up a small hill made of discarded junk with ease, and began to rummage through the pile with its two delicate front paws, hoping to find something valuable - perhaps a piece of sweet cheese or a moldy dried meat.

  But it was destined to be disappointed, in such a pile of junk, there were only all sorts of old and useless utensils and parts, naturally there was no way to fill its belly.

  A frustrated old fat mouse let out a angry "squeak" as it failed to find what it was looking for. In a fit of rage, it laboriously lifted up a transparent rhombus-shaped stone that was even bigger than its own head and slammed it heavily into the small mountain of junk.

  Hūn

  A purple rhombus-shaped stone fell onto a pile of debris, first colliding with a mysterious incomplete iron plate, and then rolling down the slope of the small mountain of debris with a rumbling sound.

  When it rolled halfway, it seemed to have encountered a recess or a pit, and the transparent diamond-shaped stone went straight in.

  The fat old mouse, who was proudly admiring his own handiwork, couldn't help but feel a wave of curiosity, and so he scurried over to where the purple rhombus-shaped stone had fallen.

  What entered one's line of sight was a pitch-black pit, and the transparent rhombus-shaped stone that had just rolled down should have fallen into this pit.

  The fat mouse was just about to poke its head into the hole to take a closer look, but at this moment, a strand of seven-colored light as if it were a dream emerged from the dark hole.

  The fat mouse was frightened and ran away quickly.

  The seven-colored light emitted from the cave gradually brightened, and the gaps in the high pile of debris constantly emitted colorful rays of light, slowly illuminating the dark warehouse.

  Then, in the silent warehouse, a faint metallic friction and movement sound began to emanate from the midst of the high piles of miscellaneous objects.

  After a while, a "clang" sound came from the pile of debris, and an iron bucket rolled down to the ground from the small mountain of debris.

  A rusty metal palm slowly and laboriously emerged from a pile of debris.

  Then there was another metal palm.

  Two rusty metal palms rummaged through the pile of debris in a somewhat disorderly manner, and finally found the right fulcrum. The two palms pressed down on the surface of the small mountain of debris with force.

  A loud rumbling and clattering sound.

  A small hill of debris collapsed and scattered all over the ground, in a dreamlike seven-colored light, a more than two-meter-tall sturdy metal body stood quietly.

  ……

  The warehouse fell back into darkness, standing amidst a pile of discarded junk, waving its fists and kicking its legs, turning its head, B032 awkwardly moved its various parts.

  Each metal joint basically moves normally, but probably because it has been in this harsh environment warehouse for too long, without proper regular maintenance and maintenance, the original B032's shiny yellow metallic skin is now covered with starry rust spots. When moving its joints, its body will also make a series of ear-piercing, teeth-aching metal friction sounds.

  But for its current situation, B032 is already very satisfied.

  "Engine - started - anytime - can depart."

  The system processing core from within the metal shell gave out the above summary report after a round of detection.

  The driving energy of B032 is a super battery installed in the body, which can continuously provide it with electric energy and convert it into other forms of energy.

  Additionally, B032 doesn't have to worry about the depletion of electric energy in its super battery. Inside its body is also installed an energy conversion device specially designed by a group of doctoral students from Zu'an Science and Magic University. This device can automatically decompose molecular air into required elemental ions and then reassemble them into electrical energy to supplement the consumption of the super battery.

  So, unless its system processing core or energy conversion device is destroyed, B032 will be able to continue operating indefinitely.

  ……

  The B032 number, which had been clumsily moving its rusty metal body, suddenly stopped.

  In those two small electronic eyes, a faint light flickered for a few moments, then it stretched out its own rusty steel right palm and slowly placed it on the metal chest in front of it.

  Squeak

  Compartment B032's chest automatically opened a small hatch, and a diamond-shaped crystal the size of an adult fist slowly floated out from within its chest, emitting a dreamy seven-colored glow that once again illuminated the entire dark warehouse while also casting a dazzling layer of color over it.

  Radiating a dreamlike luster, the rhombus crystal stone is crystalline and pure, without any flaws, as if it were a treasure that doesn't belong to this world.

  B032 gazed silently at the rhombus crystal floating quietly in front of it, as if thinking about something, with the light in its electronic eyes flickering constantly, flashing on and off.

  It clearly remembered that in the final battle, its super battery and energy converter were blown up by the enemy of the Dark Continent, making it impossible to recover.

  If it wasn't for the coincidence that this rhombus crystal rolled into its open chest, with an incredibly magical power to completely repair the super battery and energy converter inside its body, B032 could only wait slowly in the darkness with a little remaining intelligent consciousness.

  This rhombus crystal, emitting a seven-colored glow and possessing mysterious power, is called the Heart of Varolan.

  The Dark Continent's invasion of Valoran was rooted in a desire to claim the most precious treasure that Valoran had to offer.

  B032 clearly remembers how it resisted and fought with its League of Legends companions to protect Valoran, to protect the heart of Valoran.

  It clearly remembers the last battle.

  In the midst of raging war, comrades' figures bathed in blood, their faces unyielding.

  Still vivid in one's mind.

  The man with the title "Power of Demacia" swung his radiant greatsword, shouting "Demacian Justice" as he struck down the enemy leader.

  Zhao Xin, who often wore a playful and irreverent smile on his face, stood proudly with his crimson spear in hand, surrounded by countless enemies, his body drenched in blood, yet still laughing loudly as he fulfilled his vow of "dying in battle, never yielding".

  Dreagus, always carrying a large axe and with a gloomy face, sent one enemy after another to the guillotine while furiously roaring "Witness true power!" with a ferocious smile.

  There is also a bounty hunter Sarah who fearlessly smiled and lifted her twin guns to unleash a barrage of bullets against hundreds of enemies.

  There was also a Katrina, known as the Blade of Calamity, with a fiery red long hair fluttering, spinning rapidly in the crowd, releasing a gorgeous and tragic death lotus.

  And then there's the always-fragile-looking Caitlin, the profane Plunk, and the helmeted Pansy who speaks in a hollow voice...

  The glow in B032's electronic eye flickered for a moment before dimming somewhat.

  But that brutal and bloody final battle still ended in defeat.