Chapter 215 Mechanical puppets, hair, soaked in soup
After killing several members of the Raigadi family, the feeling of being missed in Su Lun's heart finally disappeared.
He returned to the official road, once again blended in with the crowd returning from the escape, and walked unhurriedly towards the old town of Lingtong.
Looking at the towering city wall, Su Lun couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Having been chased and driven into despair, he fled out of the city in embarrassment and went hunting in the wilderness for refuge.
Coming back this time, this once mysterious giant city has been completely unveiled.
Black Tower, Mine, Slavery, Exile
This is the "truth" that the gangster could never have seen in his eyes.
It turns out that the scenery seen from a high place is indeed different...
After entering the city, Su Lun didn't run around.
He went to the territory of the South City Cross and returned to Green Street.
This is the place he is most familiar with and makes people feel comfortable.
Fortunately, his face is not registered with the umbrella organization, so he won't be stared at if he wanders on the street.
The city is still lively, with factory steam boilers emitting white smoke and people coming and going on the streets.
If there was such a big accident in the Dawn Ruins, a lot of people would probably die in the inner city. But for the civilians in the outer city, the big men in the inner city are completely different from them.
When it’s time to eat, when it’s time to drink, there seems to be no difference in life.
Even such a big deal does not prevent them from earning a salary of two thousand liso per month.
Suellen found a hotel near Green Street and started living a regular life again.
Now he always feels that there is not enough time and needs a lot of time to meditate, study, manufacture, research, and practice
Although he is currently at the second level, he is still considered a top-notch expert in Jiulingdun. Even if he is against the third level, he still has a slight chance of winning.
But this level is far behind in the terrestrial world.
What Mr. Tingjing means is that after Senjou and the others advance to the fourth level, they will rush to the tower.
Time is running out, Su Lunyao should improve his strength as soon as possible
In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.
Suellen stayed in the hotel room and did not go out.
During this period, Sabina also came once and brought a lot of top-secret news.
The news of Princess Theresa's death has been confirmed, the inner city is in turmoil, and many people have died.
Almost half of the top leadership of the umbrella organization has been cleared.
Because Sabina had made some preparations in advance, not only was she not implicated, but she was promoted to a third-level professional. And because of Peacock, a senior official in the inner city, she was promoted to the inner city and became the most important member of the umbrella organization.
The small group of people at the top of power.
This also provided Su Lun with more top-secret information.
On the other hand, after the news of the ruins came back, the head of the Reyes family suddenly changed from a stable business situation. The head of the family, Carnegie Reyes, began to frantically sell off his own properties, sell company shares, and collect a large amount of money.
Cash in hand.
Others didn't know why, but they thought that the hunting team of the Reiss Changfang was wiped out and that it was going to be in ruins.
Su Lun knew that he was preparing to leave the tower.
The Reyes family was supported by Mr. Jing, so they will naturally go out together this time.
On this day,
In room 303 of the Musketeers Inn.
Various materials and mechanical accessories are densely placed in the room, and there are countless silk threads hanging various materials in the air.
Su Lun is controlling the eight-armed spider spear and tinkering with a mechanical puppet modified with [PZ-911 mechanical limbs]. This is the "Fourth Generation of Iron Man".
The hotel does not have the conditions of a sophisticated laboratory, and there is no air circulation or filtration system. The room is filled with volatile poisonous gas that smells like rust. Su Lun is wearing a crow's mouth gas mask and is installing a micro steam boiler on the mechanical puppet.
Robotic arm.
There is white spray paint with the words "BHⅦ Steam Hammer" on the mechanical arm.
This is the loot from the previous harvest of the Duke's Mansion.
Even in the surface world, it is the most advanced robotic arm in the world.
With this air hammer installed, the mechanical puppet can charge up a punch with the power of a third-level meat professional, and can easily penetrate the plate armor of an armored vehicle with one punch.
While his hands were busy, Spider Spear, the controller behind Su Lun, also took out a piece of heather stem soaked in oil from a flask not far away. He weighed it, cut it, calculated the dosage, and threw it away.
It was put into the burning crucible on the table nearby, and the excess was put back into the bottle to prevent oxidation. After stirring for a while, another spider spear adjusted the fire, and the orange-yellow metallic liquid in the crucible began to boil violently.
Multitasking has become more and more sophisticated, and the brain can handle more things at the same time.
He alone is worth the work efficiency of ten others.
Su Lun calculated the time, took out the newly refined solution in the crucible, took a special rune pen, dipped it in the golden liquid, and began to draw runes on the mechanical puppet.
Dawn Ruins has harvested thousands of elite memory fragments. His rune drawing skills have now reached the "master level" and he is now very proficient in drawing third-level runes.
But now he is still very careful, layer by layer, and the more he paints, the more complicated he becomes.
After the outline of the runes was completed, a magical scene was staged under his pen. The runes exuded golden light, as if they were alive, rotating with a special law.
This is not an ordinary rune, but a wind variant of the "Run Rune" [Super Load Rune].
Runes are a kind of divergent thinking. If you want to fiddle with the runes you need, it requires a lot of experiments and wonderful inspiration.
But, as Sir Isaac said, this was the best of times.
Standing on the shoulders of giants gave Su Lun too much convenience. Those ancient great alchemists compiled their research into books. Among the classics he brought out from the cursed space of [Dawn Central Prison], there were many finished products.
Rune drawings. You don’t need to study them yourself, you can use them directly
Not long after, some of the runes were drawn, and Su Lun let out a long sigh of relief.
Drawing runes of the same level is several times more difficult than ordinary runes, and if you make the slightest mistake, your work will be ruined.
He looked at the results in front of him with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
Grasping the void with five fingers of one hand, the mechanical puppet slowly stood up. The boiler started, and the rune luster on its body also lit up at the same time. The rich wind element condensed around the puppet, supporting the body of several hundred kilograms.
stand up.
"The data calculated before is indeed correct. The weight-bearing rune reduces the weight of the puppet by 90%, barely reaching the level of flexibility. The energy consumption is also within an acceptable range."
Su Lun tried to make the mechanical puppet move and moved its joints. It was still flexible and his brows gradually relaxed.
He recorded some data of this attempt in detail in his notebook, and then analyzed to himself: "The mechanical puppet has not yet re-armored, and its attack capabilities are almost there, but if it wants to reach the level of combat, it needs to be significantly improved."
With the increase in weight, third-level runes cannot achieve the current effect. Moreover, ordinary refined steel cannot be engraved with such complex runes. It must be a high-grade magic material. If you want to mass-produce it, not to mention the cost, the materials are very expensive.
question"
Thinking of this, Su Lun rustled down something in his notebook again.
This was originally an attempt.
Facts now prove that his direction of thinking is completely correct.
Through technology, runes and some special materials, it is completely possible to create mechanical puppets that can be flexibly controlled.
The mechanical shortcomings are indeed obvious, clumsy, slow response, and low sensitivity.
But the advantages are also obvious, strength, defense, cost
But it has magical effects that cannot be ignored in certain battles, such as sieges! Positional battles! Human-sea battles! Large-scale mechanical warfare!
As a time traveler, Suellen does not reject mechanical technology, because technology is constantly innovating and developing. The potential is the same as alchemy, and it is also unlimited.
Alchemy + machinery can definitely create magical sparks.
"There is still a lot of difference at the technical level. It would be great if we could get the research information on the 'Super Mechanical Warrior'. Unfortunately, it is a top secret of the Duke's Palace, and Sabina can't access it."
Su Lun muttered in his mind and realized his own shortcomings.
Thinking of this, another idea came to his mind: "The mechanical technology of the Luying Empire is still relatively low, but Marfa is the holy land of mechanical alchemists. You must go and see it if you have the opportunity."
After testing the mechanical puppet, Su Lun started tinkering with his rune puppets and silk threads again.
A few days ago, he peeled off the soul fragments of the fifth-level assassin and mastered [Wind Elemental Cutting]. Su Lun studied it in the past few days and found that this ability is very consistent with his profession.
He originally wanted to use the cutting ability of silk thread to transfer it to the puppet to improve the puppet's armor-breaking properties. But after some attempts, he found that using it directly on silk thread was also very effective!
Under normal circumstances, no matter how strong the witch's hair is, it cannot withstand more than the second level of wind element condensation. It would be like soft meat thrown into a meat grinder and minced to pieces.
But the toughness is not enough, you can use toughness runes to make it up.
Carving runes on hair is a difficult skill.
Fortunately, Su Lun's rune skills are solid, and this attempt actually worked. It's just that the efficiency is a bit low. With the eight-armed spider spear and both hands, he can only carve twenty or thirty meters long after being busy all day.
Look.
Su Lun wore a single-lens loupe commonly used by machinists, and carefully carved on the hair with the help of several times magnification. After working for a long time, a silk thread exuding a special silver light was in his hand, filled with excitement.
When the wind element enters, the hair suddenly becomes sharp, like looking at the edge of a knife, which is visible to the naked eye.
"Huh~"
The completion was good, Su Lun let out a sigh of relief.
He moved his fingers slightly, and his hair fell lightly in the air.
And when it landed on the wooden table leg, it easily cut off the table leg without even using any force.
Seeing this effect, Su Lun narrowed his eyes slightly.
The flowing wind element is like a high-frequency rotating cutting machine. It may seem subtle, but it is the sharpest thing Su Lun has ever seen.
Although the hair is still very brittle, it is extremely sharp. The third-level wind law condenses this special hair, which can easily cut through the steel armor and the defense of third-level professionals.
When used properly, cutting up professionals below level 3 is like chopping melons and vegetables.
With this invention, Su Lun has a new trump card.
Su Lun had no plans to go out, and originally wanted to get a few more meters of rune hair.
Unexpectedly, the communicator rang at this time, and it turned out to be a young gambling-addicted woman asking for a drink.
"Sister Senjo has advanced to the fourth level?"
Su Lun heard the message from the communicator and guessed what it was.
The last time I left the ruins, I didn't see her again.
But thinking that I had obtained so many [Sun God Stones] before, I should have gone into retreat to break through.
Thinking of this, Su Lun did not stay in the hotel any longer, packed up the materials and walked out.
Kai lives in a basement not far from the Suellen Hotel.
He and Su Lun had similar schedules, staying in the basement and training like crazy every day.
Chijo originally made an appointment with him, but the guy's blue skin hadn't faded yet and he was too embarrassed to go out, so they didn't go together.
Su Lun rode his motorcycle alone to Norton Street.
When the entertainment venue on Green Street was destroyed, gambling stalls, taverns, and custom baths were all moved here.
I haven't been here for a few months, and this place has become more and more lively and lively.
This is Qianjo's territory.
Her apparent identity is still that of a member of the Cross Society.
The motorcycle was parked on the side of the road, and a few leather-clad punk-style gangsters squatted on the street, looking at the stranger Su Lun.
Suellen felt very familiar. This was his job on Green Street.
He knew the rules and handed out fares to the Cross Society spectators, and then asked casually: "Hey, brother, have you seen Sister Senjo?"
The little boss with an afro and a lip ring was stunned when he heard it. The person who could ask questions in a tone of voice was obviously from the road, so he responded: "Sister Qianjo is at the Lisboa Casino."
"Thanks~"
When Su Lun heard this, he felt dumbfounded.
Sure enough, it was right not to go to the promised pub.
That young gambling-addicted woman had money in her pocket and couldn't walk past the gambling stall.
He walked straight towards the photo of the gambling stall with purple-red lights in the distance.
Along the way, various pimps came forward to strike up a conversation.
"Sir, do you want a girl? The top quality just sent from the inner city, a real noble lady~"
"Brother, want to drink? Our Blue Moon Tavern has the best girls and the best wine."
"How many psychedelics do you want? It's produced by a licensed alchemist. It's guaranteed to be good."
""
The environment is very noisy. There is feasting, wine and meat, and there are blackmails, beatings, murders and corpses in the dark alleys not far away.
Su Lun always had a relaxed smile on his face. This was the outer city and the environment he was familiar with.
I entered the gambling booth, exchanged some chips, and under the guidance of the scantily clad girl, I easily found Qiantiao who was gambling in the VIP room.
She was still wearing a combat kimono, revealing her despicable big flowery arms.
Seeing Su Lun coming, she was still dizzying seriously.
Su Lun thought that after Qianjo advanced to the fourth level, she would become very cold. After all, in the old city of Lingdun, the fourth level was already considered a super master. But the reality was that she had not changed at all, she was still as carefree as ever.
character.
After losing the card, she happened to see Su Lun coming. She gestured to the position next to her and greeted warmly: "Come here~"
Su Lun walked over, and Qian Tiao put his arm around his shoulders as usual, "What's the next one?"
The two of them stayed together for a few days at the hotel in the hunting camp last time, and the gambling-addicted young woman never regarded her as an outsider.
Seeing how happy she was gambling, Su Lun didn't say much and sat beside her to gamble with her.
In the end, I didn't finish the drink and spent several hours gambling in a gambling stall.
Sister Qianjou lost all her chips again.
Then Su Lun reluctantly pulled him out of the gambling stall gate.
When we left the gambling stall, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.
But in Norton Street, it's a busy time.
As soon as Qian Tiao came out, he was still thinking about the bet just now, and said in a low voice: "Oh, if I had known that I should have left when you came, I would still have won by then."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old gambler.
If you win, you won’t leave, but if you lose, you will be upset.
Su Lun listened and smiled, "Sister Qiantiao, why did you ask me to come out?"
"Drink."
Qian Tiao thought about it, pursed his lips again, and changed his words: "Forget it, I lost my money and I'm not in the mood for drinking anymore."
After a pause, she said again: "Let's go, please go to the hot spring."
""
Su Lun also felt it didn't matter.
It doesn't matter if you drink or take a bath.
With this total, the two went to pick up the car.
As they walked, Su Lun asked casually: "Sister Qiantiao, why do you like gambling so much?"
This is also a question that has always puzzled him.
It stands to reason that the willpower of high-level professionals is much better than that of ordinary people.
Moreover, for a master of Senjou's level, winning or losing millions would not have much impact on her, and it should not be so attractive.
But she never tired of it.
Chijou replied casually: "Because I like it."
Instead she asked: "Don't you think gambling makes people happy?"
Su Lun looked bored, "I don't think so."
Theoretically, gambling does bring great pleasure to people. When you win money, your dopamine secretion may be dozens of times greater than having sex. This is also how gambling addiction comes about.
There's nothing wrong with her saying that.
But that's for ordinary people,
Rather than a high-level professional.
Chijo glanced at him with a look of disgust that said you missed out on one of the great joys of life. He didn't talk more about this topic and said, "Where are the car keys?"
After a pause, he added: "My car was just mortgaged to a gambling stall."
Senjo didn't regard Su Lun as an outsider, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all when he said this.
""
Su Lun's eyes twitched and he threw the key to her.
Senjo, a mafia gangster, wouldn't sit in the back seat, but Su Lun didn't mind. It wasn't her first time anyway.
Chijo's personality is very easy to get along with in the gang, she has no cadre airs, and the gang members are very familiar with her. Seeing her pick up a young boy, the gang members of the Cross Society started to boo.
"Hey~Sister Senjo, have you changed your taste?"
"Hahaha, this is the first time I see a man in the back seat, Senjo-san."
"Tsk, tsk, boy, come on, we are optimistic about you~"
""
A kind of big man's laughter and banter, Qian Jiao didn't mind, raised a friendly international gesture, laughed and cursed: "Go away~ enjoy the show!"
The throttle roared and the locomotive sped out.
Su Lun was not as nervous as before, so he naturally put his arms around Qian Tiao's slender waist, and his hands felt warm.
"A round trip?"
"good."
They didn't go directly to the soup shop, but took a drive through various streets and alleys in Nancheng.
Because it was late at night, after leaving the entertainment district, there were very few people in other districts.
The roar of the locomotive seemed to be the only sound in this silent night.
The speed of the motorcycle is not too fast, and Qianjiao looks happy.
Su Lun, who was sitting in the back seat, was also a little bored. He asked: "Sister Qiantiao, have you advanced to the fourth level?"
Qian Tiao's voice mixed with the wind and poured into his ears: "Yeah."
The understatement left Su Lun with no topic to talk about.
He also thought that Qian Yue went out to drink by himself because Yao was celebrating his advancement.
It seemed that this gambling-addicted young woman didn't take it seriously at all.
No one spoke for a long time, and the atmosphere was slightly sarcastic.
Chijo probably felt the same, and suddenly spoke again, mentioning the previous topic: "Didn't you just ask me why I like gambling?"
Listening to this tone, Su Lun became interested and said, "Huh?"
After pondering for a moment, Qianjou said: "The Rakshasa girl is a lone star in the sky. She is destined to be alone all her life, and she lives to kill. If you don't find other fun, life will be boring."
""
When Su Lun heard this, he understood.
It seems that some talents do have some special disadvantages.
For example, catwomen are naturally afraid of dogs, and people with fire element talents don't like water.
And this [A-022-Rakshasa Girl]'s talent, strong or not, actually has such a special "Lonely Star"?
Not long after, the motorcycle stopped at the door of "Akun's Soup Room".
Su Lun had been here many times and was familiar with the way. He cleaned himself up under the guidance of the maid. Since he was already familiar with the way, he did not ask for guidance. Since he was a guest brought by Qian Jiao, the maid also asked many questions. .
Su Lun went straight to the "Three Springs Pool" where the mixed bathing was taking place.
The few times I've been here before, there are usually some of Qianjiu's fat ladies who are very capable in this pool.
But this time, there was no one else.
However, there was an unexpected person in this pool.
"Mrs. Philo?"
This person was the mysterious Mrs. Philo who Su Lun had once met, the financial backer of the Cross Society.
Su Lun looked at this person with a slightly strange expression on his face.
