After successfully taking up the job, Su Lun clearly felt the gap between "professionals" and "non-professionals".
Moreover, this is only the difference in the increase in physical attributes and skills after taking office. The real focus of improving the combat effectiveness of "professionals" is still in the "alchemy plant equipment".
Although Su Lun couldn't see other people's attribute panels, he could guess that by using gold materials to advance to the rare profession "Puppet Master", his attributes would definitely crush those of the same type of profession by a large margin.
This also made him more "worried" about the direction he would choose to install alchemy equipment in the future.
With such good talent attributes, I feel that using ordinary plant equipment drawings is too wasteful. Even the silver plant equipment [Thousand Killing Wings] of Goethe, the cadre of the gang, "Night Angel", Su Lun always feels that it is a bit unsatisfactory.
The high agility attributes match up, but the high skills and high mental power are a bit wasted.
Without thinking much, Su Lun spent the whole day meditating in the hotel after successfully taking office.
He needs time to adapt to the skyrocketing attributes after taking office.
[Rune Puppet] brought a huge improvement to his physical fitness. And for a long time in the future, this increase will continue in a decreasing form until the curse characteristics in the material are completely digested.
During the whole "digestion" process, he would hear whispers in his ears from time to time. That was the enlightenment that the alchemy of refining the inheritance materials of the "Puppet Master" wanted to give him. This process, perhaps
You will realize more professional abilities.
.......
As night falls, the fog covering the entire city gradually becomes thicker.
It’s time for the work meeting again.
Su Lun woke up from meditation early.
My thoughts returned to reality, and the unpleasant noises from the next room came over again.
He glanced at the harsh environment of the room, frowned, and muttered: "It looks like we need to find a long-term residence."
Check out and walk out of the hotel.
Su Lun arrived at the meeting place a quarter of an hour earlier than scheduled.
In front of the abandoned building next to Green Street, a bonfire was lit in an iron barrel, and the flickering firelight illuminated monster-like figures on the wall.
However, there is something wrong with the atmosphere today.
Captain Kai sat on the steps nearby with a cold face, no smile on his face. No one among the veterans was laughing or joking today, as if they knew what was going to happen, and they all stayed quietly.
Su Lun walked to the edge of the road, found a seat, and imitated the old birds' ruffian posture, squatting there.
More people came one after another, and some people noticed that the atmosphere was not right, so they whispered to each other.
"What happened? I think the captain's face doesn't look good..."
"Hey, the sniper who attacked us yesterday was found to be an old man from the gang, Miller. The relationship between that man and Captain Kai is very good, but it's a pity..."
"Ah...you mean, Captain Miller of Hongban Street is a mole?"
"Shh, the captain is in a bad mood, don't mention this."
"..."
Su Lun listened on the sidelines and roughly figured out the reason for Kai's dark face.
But there weren't many surprises.
He had already guessed that there were not many gunmen who could accurately snipe targets at that distance. If they were people from the Cross Society, they would probably be easily found.
A friend has become a mole, so Kai's face will naturally not look good.
However, when Su Lun heard that the man committed suicide, he felt that the matter was not that simple.
But I didn't think too much about it because it was a headache for the gang's top brass.
Not long after, everyone arrived.
Kai didn't talk nonsense at all, and said directly with a black face: "Those who did not attend the gang action yesterday should stand up on their own!"
Although the words were not loud, everyone could hear the emotionless coolness in his tone.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, and at this moment, two gang veterans stood up with pale faces.
"Captain, it's not that I didn't want to... I drank too much yesterday and I really didn't hear the assembly..."
Just as the bearded man was about to explain something, Kai interrupted him and said expressionlessly: "Qiao, you are also an old man in the gang. You should know the gang rules very well. Do it yourself..."
"I..."
Hearing this, the bearded man named Qiao's face turned ugly.
But he also knew that the gang leader had no mercy, so he gritted his teeth and stopped talking. He picked up the ax not far away, and then slashed at his left wrist without hesitation.
"Kuacha" a bone cracking sound.
The sharp ax cut off the wrist in one stroke, and the broken palm fell to the ground, blood spurting out.
Joe's head was covered in cold sweat, he looked at Kai and lowered his head: "Captain, I was wrong."
Kai still didn't speak, and looked at the other person again, "Dorn, what about you?"
"I..."
The other skinny cockscomb-headed man walked out tremblingly, even though his face turned pale with fright.
Not everyone can chop off their own hand without blinking. This guy was still so frightened that he stammered, "Captain, I...I can't do it..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light flashed, and another severed palm fell to the ground.
A loud scream of ghosts and wolves howling echoed through the ruined building.
.......
Su Lun and a group of gang members witnessed a bloody gang execution scene, but this was a common incident.
The gang's discipline is very loose, but if you touch the gang rules, there will be no mercy.
However, the problem of broken arms in this world is not big. The most basic mechanical prosthesis only costs 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. But those two unlucky guys did not participate in yesterday's mission, and they did not receive the bonus. They will probably have to hang up for a long time.
Holding a broken hand.
At seven o'clock in the evening, Kai led everyone to patrol the three blocks of Green Street on time.
After half an hour, call it a day.
The old guys were drinking, and those who should be looking for women were looking for women, and they dispersed in a hurry.
Su Lun sat next to the octagonal cage in the Scarlet Bunker again and began his night of gambling.
Probably because gamblers who don't care about winning or losing are always lucky, Su Lun won two games in succession.
But the bets are not big, just one thousand bets.
Originally, he wanted to bet on either red or blue for all tonight's games, just like yesterday, so as to save the trouble of placing bets every time.
This way of betting will definitely not make you rich, but according to the probability, you won’t lose too much.
Su Lun didn't come here just for gambling, so it didn't matter.
But just when he was about to place a bet, a bold female voice suddenly came from behind, seeming to ask him again.
"Which side do you like in the next round?"
Looking back, I saw a dashing green-haired woman with four long knives at her waist.
She walked straight to Su Lun and lay down carelessly on the edge of the fence. Judging from her serious look, it seemed that she could see more clearly because she was close to the octagonal cage. She looked like a "gambling addict".
"Boss Senjo?!"
Su Lun saw that this person looked familiar, and then looked at the fierce tattoo on one of her arms, and immediately recognized it. Isn't this the "Four-Armed Rakshasa" Senjo, a cadre of the Cross Society?
Although she was not wearing the sexy and revealing red leather armor yesterday, the loose skirt she wore today, which looked like a kimono, could not hide her towering figure.
Senjo was a little surprised when he heard Su Lun's name. He raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Hey...newcomer?"
Su Lun nodded, "Yeah."
I thought it was probably because of the "cross mark" on her clothes that she didn't see anyone outside.
Senjo didn't seem to care about the title and said, "Just like Kai-chan and the others, just call me Senjo-san."
Su Lun nodded, "Okay, Sister Qiantiao."
But he was thinking in his mind, why did this cadre come to the arena?
Qiantiao's eyes fell back to the Octagon again. She seemed to have a fanatical obsession with gambling.
It seems that she really came here specifically to gamble.
She asked again: "I think you seem to be lucky...Who do you think will win the next game?"
"I can't tell..."
Su Lun also knew that the two red lottery tickets in his hand exposed the fact that he had won two games in a row.
But his bet was purely a cover-up. He only came here to "harvest" the memory fragments of corpses, so there was nothing promising about him.
Chijo felt that his coy answer was very unsatisfactory, so he raised his eyebrows and asked: "Then which side are you going to buy?"
"Red... blue square bar."
Su Lun felt that if she bought red again, it would give people a very perfunctory feeling, so she changed her choice to blue.
Unexpectedly, when Qian Tiao heard this, he immediately waved to the girl who placed the bet and said loudly: "Come on, bet 10,000, blue square."