After returning from the black market, life returned to normal.
With money, Su Lun can also tinker with some equipment he needs.
There are several inconspicuous machine shops near Green Street, which are the favorite places for people from the Cross Club to modify their motorcycles.
The owner of "Big Beard Mechanical Modification Shop" is called Wright.
He has superb skills and is an "intermediate mechanic" certified by the Machinists' Union. He is good at modifying steam locomotives and muskets, and is well-known in the mechanical modification circle.
There were still two hours before work, Su Lun came to the machine shop, looked at the greasy bearded man, smiled and said hello: "Hey, Laisen, has the thing I asked for arrived?"
"Brother Su Lun, the material conditions you want are too harsh."
The bearded Wright saw that the person coming was Su Lun and muttered.
He put down the steam Harley shock absorber he was tinkering with, picked up the dark rag on the side and wiped his hands. Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and said, "But this won't trouble me, Wright."
As he said this, he took out a roll of coil from the house and introduced it in a ostentatious tone: "This is the 'Hai Rui Type VII alloy wire' produced by Gerson Ordnance. I dare to pat my chest and say, this is the outer city."
The thinnest and toughest alloy wire you can find. It's the top material that comes from the inner city's military industry channels. It's just too expensive. One foot costs three hundred liso. I helped you get three hundred feet. It's all here.
Already."
The bosses of the machinery shops all have their own fixed supply channels. As long as you can afford the money, the material merchants who supply them can always find satisfactory materials.
Even if it's contraband and controlled items in the inner city.
"Oh, I'm very satisfied with this material!"
Su Lun looked at the coil of alloy wire that was slightly thicker than hair and showed a kind smile.
As Wright said, this is already the best material in the world that meets his conditions.
If the performance is even better, it can only use certain cursed materials.
However, not all silk threads can be used to control puppets. Su Lun also felt that this silk thread was enough for the time being and said: "Thank you very much. This is one hundred thousand liso. I have been very lucky in the gambling stalls recently and won a lot."
Everyone knew that Su Lun was a gambler and would stay in the arena and gamble until dawn every night.
The record of winning more than two million yuan with Senjou in one night has spread throughout the major places on Green Street and has become a topic of conversation after dinner.
Su Lun also felt that it was just what he wanted, and it was reasonable for the casino to become rich, which could also explain the source of his funds.
He took out a pile of banknotes without hesitation, took the coil, and said: "Leta, I want to use your workshop."
Wright shrugged, as if he was familiar with this request, and said, "Use whatever you want. If you need help, just ask."
.......
Su Lun had been here many times and walked into the workshop of the shop with familiarity.
There are two operating rooms in the shop, and one room is a modification room for steam locomotives. There are piles of old parts disassembled from various channels, and the air is always filled with a strong smell of rust.
The other room is a gun modification room. The walls are like an arsenal, filled with various types of firearms.
Because of the existence of alchemy in this world, the properties of materials can be magically modified in many directions, which also leads to all kinds of strange firearms in this world. Various magically modified machine guns with exaggerated ammunition capacities, steam-powered super-pressure airguns, and super-large-caliber enchanted pistols.
A gunpowder war hammer that can be used as a melee weapon...
Although there are no "famous guns" in the shop, the modified firearms produced here also provide enough fire support for the Cross Society members.
Su Lun walked in, took out some tools in a familiar manner, and began to fiddle with the roll of "Swiss Type VII Alloy Wire" he had just obtained.
In the past few days, he spent some time designing a pair of semi-mechanical leather gloves like "Sleeve Arrows" for himself, so that he could more flexibly use the wires used to control the puppets.
After the last battle at Tongzilou, he killed many people in the Steam Party and peeled off many pieces of mechanical technology, turning his mechanical knowledge into [Introduction to Advanced Mechanics].
Designing such simple mechanical equipment is easy.
Su Lun took out his half-finished leather gloves, and then put on the loupe goggles.
Although this mechanical glove looks simple, in order to meet the needs, it also has brass paper wheels and springs that are as dense as the core of a watch.
The core components of the mechanical glove are the "H-33 Spring Adapter" and the "B15 Clockwork Power Modulation System", which are good things that were disassembled from the inner city military robotic arm obtained from the black market. They can make the steel wire look like
It is launched as accurately as a catapult.
Such high-precision mechanical parts cannot be completed by small workshops in outer cities. Su Lun's current mechanical knowledge can only allow him to use them flexibly, rather than create inventions.
Not long after, Su Lun adjusted the parts of the mechanical glove, and then wrapped all the roll of silk thread in the metal storage compartment of the forearm.
He pinched his fingers. The semi-mechanical gloves did not affect his ability to shoot.
After trying the launching device, the alloy wire will pop out smoothly from the launch port on the back of his hand. His fingers can also control the wire dexterously, and he can often use it to control the puppet.
When the cuffs are pulled down, they just block the mechanical devices and are not too conspicuous.
Su Lun is very satisfied with his handicraft, and it will probably take a few fine adjustments before it can be used in actual combat.
.......
Not long after, Su Lun left the Big Beard Mechanical Modification Shop and went to the "Three Muskets Tavern".
It's not the time for the tavern to open yet, and the bartender at the bar is wiping glasses out of boredom.
Su Lun walked over and asked: "Hey, man, is there any letter from 'Pigeon' today?"
He was already expecting to hear "no" again, but the bartender looked at his notepad and gave a different answer: "Yes."
"Huh?"
Su Lun walked over with a smile and got the note which was pieced together with words from the newspaper.
This was already the third day since the original encounter at the black market, and he finally received information from the mysterious stall owner.
The note read: "At five o'clock in the afternoon on the 12th, put ten thousand liso in a cowhide bag and put it under the mailbox at the door of Bellman's Bakery, No. 14 Ginkgo Street. Sorry sir, I need to see you buy the potion."
Sincerity, so I need you to pay some deposit in advance. If you don't see this message in time, I will wait until the 13th. But if you fail to pay the deposit as agreed, I will reject this transaction."
"Oh, I'm quite cautious."
Su Lun looked at the note in his hand with a smile on his face.
The wording in the letter was polite as expected, and just as he had guessed, the stall owner had a good tutor and was young.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't trust anyone he met on the black market, so the suggestion of paying a "deposit" was reasonable.
Of course, the most important thing is that now that Su Lun has money, it is okay to pay the deposit first.
He was also sure that the money would not be wasted.
His intuition told him that the mysterious stall owner would bring him more surprises.
He looked at the time and saw that there were still twenty minutes until five o'clock, which was enough time for him to go to Ginkgo Street five blocks away.
Suellen gave the bartender two hundred liso as a tip for delivering the message.
Then he took a cowhide bag, stuffed a bunch of banknotes into it, folded it, put it in the chest pocket of his windbreaker, and walked out of the tavern.
.......
Green Street is the territory of the Cross Society, and Su Lun is already very familiar with it.
He waved casually and borrowed a steam motorcycle on the street.
Two minutes later, he arrived at an alley near Ginkgo Street.
After parking the car, he lowered the brim of his hat to cover his face.
Su Lun looked at the time, there were still three minutes to five o'clock.
He counted the time and walked out of the alley, blended into the crowd, and walked all the way to Ginkgo Street.
Shop No. 14 is the Bellman Bakery, and there is a green mailbox at the door.
It was exactly five o'clock when Su Lun walked there.
Without looking around, he directly stuffed the oil paper bag containing the money into the gap between the mailbox and the wall.
Then he walked straight forward without looking back. In gangs, this kind of transaction is very common.
Of course, Su Lun was also a little curious about who would get the money.
Thinking that the area around here is the territory of the Cross, maybe we still know each other.
When he passed the corner, he had gone far enough. At this time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a half-grown man quickly taking out the oil paper bag behind the mailbox, quickly blending into the crowd and disappearing.
The splicing technique is very sophisticated, like a professional thief.
"Hey, he looks like the kid over at Tongzilou..."
Su Lun glanced at it and didn't think much about it.
I circled around to find the motorcycle in the alley, and then returned to Green Street.
After paying the deposit, the next step is to wait for the next news.
By then, the mysterious man will probably bring potions to trade.
