Chapter 4: The Trio's Passionate Pickup

  "Breeze?"

  The player dressed as Zhao Xin, nicknamed "Gun Explosion Ten Thousand Points Red", was stunned and looked incredulous:

  "What about the name of the steam-powered robot? Blitz?"

  No. B032, oh no, Burits nodded honestly again, feeling a bit puzzled and incomprehensible in his heart at the shocking expression of this gun exploding into a million red dots, while silently thinking:

  Bullets... this name... is always better than... Gunfire Red... right?

  Confirmed Gun Explosion Red still had a face of suspicion and disbelief, but he still followed the words to bring out his friend's virtual interface. His fingers tapped on it for a while, which made Blitz curious again - every player can only see their own virtual function panel when they call it out, in Blitz's eyes, the Gun Explosion Red in front of him was just randomly pointing at the air with his fingers...

  After a burst of typing, Gun raised his head and looked at Blitz:

  "Buddy, did you receive my friend request?"

  Good friend... add application?

  Bryce, who was completely unaware of the situation, was about to shake his round iron head in denial, when suddenly a semi-transparent holographic virtual panel appeared in front of him, with a pop-up window displaying information in the center.

  "Player 'qiangbao wàndiǎn hóng' wants to add you as a friend. Do you confirm?"

  Below are two option buttons "Yes" and "No".

  Bulitz was startled by the sudden appearance of a virtual panel in front of him, and he quickly swallowed back what he was about to say, instead stuttering:

  "Received... received... it..."

  "Got it, just confirm——" Gunpa's million-point red urged.

  Bulitz hastily nodded, then awkwardly stretched out a thick metal finger to press the "yes" option button in the same way as the gun had just exploded with a million red points.

  As soon as the confirmation button was pressed, the previous pop-up message on the virtual panel quickly disappeared, and a new one popped up:

  "You have confirmed and successfully added 'Gun Blast Million Red' as a friend."

  On the other hand, the gun exploded with a million points of red on that side, and it was clear that he had received feedback information. This could be seen from his stunned expression:

  "My god... brothers... no, big brother, you really are called Burits?"

  Gun exploded a million points of red, apparently had to work hard to barely calm down his emotions, and then immediately again with a face full of reverence and admiration, eyes shining with countless small stars, looking at Blitz.

  "Big brother, you're absolutely amazing... You've even managed to grab this one-of-a-kind official hero name, and completed the corresponding Steam Robot hero achievement. The skin on top is so stylish... I give up, from now on I'll just call you big brother!"

  Bryce scratched his head with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face, his metal palm making a slight creaking sound as he did so.

  Although it's said... isn't very clear... this thing called... Gun Blast Million Red... human... is saying what... but... seems like... I'm... really cool... or something.

  At this moment, it seemed that another voice message had come over, and Gun's face changed in an instant:

  "Oh no, my friend has already built the room and is waiting for me. Goodbye, robot brother, I'll leave first, let's play together next time——"

  He finished speaking and waved his hand at Blitz, then turned around and hastily squeezed through the crowded crowd and left.

  "Good...bye..."

  Bulitz rushed towards the gun and exploded into a million red shadows that also waved goodbye, watching as they disappeared into the crowd on the street.

  ……

  Farewell. After coming to this game world, the first person he met was Brietz. He squeezed through the crowd with some difficulty and found a relatively quiet corner on the street side. Controlling his still somewhat stiff and clumsy body, he sat down awkwardly on a stone step and began to stare blankly into space.

  He learned from the mouth of Gun Blast Million Red that the world he was in was no longer the familiar Varoland continent, but he couldn't understand why Varoland's Heart would transport him to this completely unfamiliar world.

  It doesn't know what it should do or can do in this so-called "League of Legends: Holographic Reality Version" virtual game world.

  It wants to return to the Varoland continent, where it is its hometown.

  Its hometown is being occupied by the invaders of the Dark Continent, and it needs to go back to fight for the protection of its hometown; there are also many heroes of the League of Heroes who are like family members, and many of them have fallen or been captured by the Dark Legion, it wants to go back to rescue them, and fight side by side with them.

  Bryce lowered his head, carefully took out the Varolan's heart from his chest cavity, held it in a pair of metal palms, and silently gazed at this crystal clear diamond-shaped crystal.

  It seems that the power was exhausted in the previous transmission, and at this moment, Varolan's heart no longer emits those colorful and dreamy rays of light, just like a plain transparent crystal quietly lying in Blitz's metal palm.

  Looking down at the Varolan's Heart in his hand, a white light flickered unsteadily in Britz's electronic eyes.

  It thought that if Varolan's Heart could transport it to this world, then it should be able to transport it back to the Varolan continent.

  But... the current Varolan's Heart has returned to its extremely ordinary and plain form, how can it be made to reveal its true form again and exert that incredibly mysterious power to transport itself back once more?

  Bryce felt at a loss, staring blankly with his electronic round eyes like light bulbs, motionless and dazed, gazing at the Varolan's Heart in his hand.

  This daze lasted for one or two hours.

  So, on the streets, players coming and going would from time to time notice a scene that was hard to resist laughing at: a steam-powered robot with a "rusty" skin holding a piece of glass stone, looking worried as it sat on the roadside stone steps in a daze.

  There are also players who directly moved out the camera spirit to take a screenshot of this scene, named it "Troubled Robot" and posted it on the game forum, which caused another wave of joy in the forum - of course, these are all afterwords.

  During that time, there were also many players who thought Blitz was a high-level player due to his rusty and tattered appearance, and tried to approach him to chat and add as friends. However, Blitz, being in a daze, did not respond much to their intentional attempts at conversation, so the bored players left.

  Then there was only Britz sitting alone on the stone steps in a daze.

  The number of players on the streets gradually decreased - after all, this game is still mainly about entering maps to fight, and each player has already found teammates to play matching games and level up.

  Bryce still sat stupidly on the stone steps, absent-mindedly staring at the Varolan's Heart in his hand, but he couldn't think of a way to restore the Varolan's Heart to its true form and send it back to the Varolan continent.

  Just then, a warm and bright voice sounded in front of it:

  "Hey robot bro, why are you sitting here alone and not going to play a match?"

  Bultz raised his head and saw a tall, heavily armored man with a large sword on his shoulder standing in front of him, looking down at himself with a bright smile.

  "Hey, hey, hey - I'm telling you, Old White, as the team leader, can't you just not be so... unsophisticated? Every time we meet someone, you go up and start chatting them up, it's really bringing down our team's image, okay?"

  Before Brion could respond, another player appeared behind the one called "Old White", wearing golden armor and a golden helmet, carrying an enormous metal spear that was over two meters tall, with a look of disdain and complaint on his face.

  But when he saw the outline of Blitz sitting on the ground in front of his companions, he involuntarily let out a cry of surprise:

  "Whoa! A robot with skin!"

  The next moment his attitude changed 180 degrees, he put his arm around the shoulder of his companion and gave Blitz a smile that he thought was radiant and enthusiastic:

  "Hey guys, hello, I'm 'Pure and Honest Little Iron Spear', nice to meet you?"

  "With your attitude, you still have the nerve to say I'm wrong?"

  The tall, heavily armed man glared at his companion, nicknamed "Pure and Honest Little Iron Lance", before turning back to Blitz with an equally radiant smile:

  "Robot brother, don't mind this idiot, I'm called 'White Blade Enters Empty Hand', what should I call you?"

  "Eh eh...... Old Bai, Ah Qiu you two are up to what now...... pay attention to the team image, image......"

  Before Brigitte could respond, a third voice rang out from behind the two, this time it was a player dressed in the same "Gun Blast Million Red" attire as before, slowly dragging his long gun while walking towards them, and persuading with a bitter tone:

  "We're just looking for teammates, not soliciting prostitution... Can't you guys behave yourselves? It's too embarrassing to be seen by others..."

  When he walked up to his two companions, after noticing the appearance of Blitz, and reacted in the same way as "Pure Good Little Iron Spear" -

  "Wow---'rusty' skin! Great job!"

  After a cry of surprise, his face was instantly filled with flattering and fawning smiles:

  "Hello Robot Master, I'm 'Melancholy Beet', let's be friends?"

  “……”

  Staring blankly at the three guys in front of him, all with radiant and passionate smiles on their faces, Blitz was once again at a loss for words. A thought involuntarily popped into his mind:

  Are humans in this world all so passionate?