If apples are like the most delicious poison to Adam and Eve, then light brains and mechas are the dreamland that haunts Mu Fan. When he was sleeping late at night, he imagined that he was driving a steel monster that belonged to men.
He thought he had an optical brain that could communicate with other people, but when he woke up, looking at the tattered blanket on his body and touching his flat belly, he was pulled back to reality.
But today! Mu Fan, who never slept in, was sleeping beautifully in the corner with a tattered blanket covering his body! He didn't wake up until the dazzling starlight shone on his face!
Suddenly, Mu Fan looked to the right and saw the black egg lying there quietly.
"It's not a dream!" Mu Fan recalled that he had a lot of exchanges with Hei Dan last night. When he learned that his long-cherished wish for many years had been realized, he felt that his heart was about to jump out, so Hei Dan was talking about the required components.
Drooling and looking forward to the future, he fell asleep like this. Hei didn't know when Hei stopped talking.
"black!"
"Master Host." A familiar voice came from inside the black egg.
"Call me Mu Fan from now on! You will be my friend from now on!"
"Okay, Mu Fan." Hei paused for a moment as if he was accepting the new definition, and also seemed to be savoring the concept of the word friend.
Mu Fan used a shell to scoop out slightly clean rainwater from the nearby water collection tank, then washed his face and said to Hei, "Which part you need most now, I will go find it first!"
"Light Brain" Hei replied quickly.
"What? Optical brain, aren't you just a optical brain?" Mu Fan has a big head. The lowest optical brain requires 50,000 star coins. Where can he get the money?
"Correction, I am a super-brain artificial intelligence, codenamed black, not an optical brain. I can enter the existence of any carrier. I need an optical brain to access the current interstellar network, so as to update and reserve the database, and transform the current existence form."
"Guang Nao, Guang Nao. Okay, I'm going to make money!" Mu Fan gritted his teeth after hearing Hei's answer.
"Hei, I'd like to apologize to you." After saying this, without waiting for Hei's opinion, he moved a pile of miscellaneous scraps and piled them on top.
"Hei will enter the dormant self-check and correct the program. Please, Mu Fan can wake up after getting the light brain." Electronic sounds came from the scrap pile, but there was no emotional feeling. Hei had already entered the self-check.
It was difficult to see color in the sky, which was still gray. From time to time, small transport ships were seen passing by in the sky, and hover vehicles were whizzing by from time to time on the city roads across the suburbs.
It was 30 kilometers from the factory to the city. The road from deserted to dilapidated to lively to prosperous also formed a sharp contrast. Mu Fan ran for more than an hour, and when he entered the city, his breathing was not disturbed at all.
Mu Fan has a very clear goal this time. First, he will ask Old Man Bad, the owner of Bad Grocery Store in District 22. He used to go to the store to help. Old Man Bad is a very nice person and often gives Mu Fan some rice balls to eat.
He would be given some reward. Mu Fan was not going to work this time, but wanted to ask the old man if he had any suggestions because he needed money.
City No. 22 is not big, but it is extremely lively inside. When Mu Fan walks, others automatically stay one meter away from him. His shabby appearance clearly indicates that he is a poor person outside the city. People who think they are noble in the city will be afraid of others laughing at them if they get too close.
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When passing by the door of Huali Food City, Mu Fan swallowed his saliva; he continued walking ahead, Xiuzhe Equipment Store, which I heard was one of the best outdoor equipment stores in District 22, looked at the well-made daggers hanging in the window,
Wearing combat uniforms, his eyes showed envy, and his fists tightened again.
Turn right at the intersection ahead, pass a daily food store, and finally arrive at Old Bud's grocery store.
"Old Uncle Bud" saw Old Bud sitting behind the counter leisurely smoking low-quality tobacco, Mu Fan said hello politely.
"Hey, this is our boy Mu Fan~ You have time to see me, old man. You haven't been here for more than a month." When Bud saw it was Mu Fan, he clicked his cigarette holder and said cheerfully.
"Well, I was working outside the city before and never had time to run into the city. I came here to ask you for advice." Mu Fan nodded and replied.
"What's the matter? Boy Mu Fan, come in and sit down first. My old Bud will tell you everything he knows." Bud also liked this sensible and hard-working boy from the bottom of his heart.
"Uncle Bud, I want to know how to make money the fastest?" Mu Fan looked at the old man in front of him with clear eyes.
"Make money? How much money do you need? Why do you suddenly ask this?" Old man Bud was surprised. He knew Mu Fan's situation. Basically, the money he earned from working would be enough to fill his stomach. Then this boy
I went to buy some books from time to time, and my life was tight, but even so, Mu Fan never asked about ways to make money quickly.
"Are you in trouble? How much money do you need? My old Bud has some savings." Bud really likes this kid and wants to help him in any way he can.
"Thank you, Uncle Bud. This time is a little different. I need an optical computer, so I want to make money. I can't take your money. I came here to ask you for advice." Mu Fan politely refused.
Thanks to Bud's kindness.
"Well." Bud blew out a smoke ring, "Boy Mu Fan, you have worked for me many times before. There is a way to make more money. I know you are very powerful, but I still hope you can consider it.
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"what way?"
"Martial arts gym, sparring partner!" Bard looked at Mu Fan seriously, "To put it bluntly, you are just going to be a punching bag! The longer you can persist, the higher your income will be! However, one thing I must remind you is
You must pay attention to your own safety. It is inevitable that someone inside will take serious action, and I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
"Thank you, Uncle Bud." Mu Fan's eyes lit up and he bowed deeply to the old man.
"Don't thank me, come to me if you can't hold on." Bud waved his hand.
"Well, I'll go then." After saying that, Mu Fan raised his head, turned around, and strode away.
"Hey, you brat, the direction is the other way around, the other way around!"
Mu Fan staggered, turned 180 degrees, scratched his head, and smiled.
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In the northwest corner of City No. 22, there is a huge five-story building with a unique wooden plaque hanging at the door - Xingluo Budokan. In the interstellar age, humans need to drive and control various machines, especially mechas.
With the emergence of martial arts, the requirements for human physical fitness have further increased. As a comprehensive training facility that combines martial arts and fighting skills, martial arts schools have become popular again with the development of science.
The parking space at the door is full of hover cars, ranging from ordinary cars costing more than 100,000 yuan to high-end cars costing more than 1 million yuan. The four strong men in black Taoist uniforms standing at the door add a touch of elegance to the building.
momentum.
"Hey kid, what are you doing? If you have nothing to do, go away." A big man said fiercely when he saw Mu Fan walking straight towards him. Judging from the smell of engine oil that permeated his body, he couldn't be a normal customer.
"Xingluo Martial Arts Gym? Do you need a training partner?" Mu Fan stared at the strong man in front of him without fear.
"You? Haha, sandbag? You need it! Come with me." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the hall.
Mu Fan followed the strong man and stepped into this wealthy people's consumption area for the first time. As soon as he entered the door, he saw at a glance that the majestic hall was lined with powerful characters and paintings! Looking forward, he saw the steel-based glass behind
There was an extremely wide training field on the first floor. There was a strength testing machine that was as tall as two people and there were rows of equipment for physical training. It was still morning and there were not many people in the field.
"Don't look at it. This is an ordinary training ground. The martial arts instructors are not here. You sandbags are on the second and third floors." The strong man in black clothes looked at the taciturn boy and said with a smile. The country bumpkin who had never entered the martial arts gym first glanced at it.
Everyone will be shocked. Does this silly boy think that sandbags are so easy to make? Recently, a young man who I heard came from the central area of Luojiaxing came here. He was very ruthless and had already maimed three sandbags.
"Thanks!"
"The person I will take you to meet later is the middle-level manager of our martial arts school. Let me remind you first that it is common for sandbags to be maimed. Once you sign the contract, you will not be able to leave." The strong man in black looked at him in surprise.
After a moment, this polite boy also stopped his teasing tone, and the floating ladder dinged to the fourth floor, "Here we are, my name is Mankun, I wish you good luck."
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(PS: The title is too long and can only be shortened. Congratulations to Alliance Leader Bai Yiduo and three more!
Thanks to book friend Satsuki Suzumiya for the tip)