"Neon Light" is also a custom shop located in another district, and is in competition with the one that Xiao Wu was forced to destroy before. In fact, even if there is no introducer, Xiao Wu will receive a warm reception when she goes here. She inadvertently helps Neon Light's
The boss has severely damaged his competitors and should be welcomed both emotionally and rationally.
"Okay, put me down quickly. If acquaintances see my "Xicheng foul language", I won't be able to behave as a human being!"
"Okay, okay, you are really troublesome. Why do you people care about the illusory face?"
Xiao Wu put the punk girl on her back on the ground and said gloomily.
"Face is a kind of intangible capital and is very important. Don't you people in Paradise understand this?"
The punk girl tried hard to adjust her balance, feeling angry and confused about Xiao Wu.
"don't know."
Xiao Wu shook her head, she really didn't understand. In theory, goddesses have the greatest reputation in the world, but they don't understand why humans take this kind of thing so seriously. They are absolute pragmatists, they
Recognize strength, moral character, and affection, but not reputation. They are like NPCs in the game. They must meet some rigid conditions to gain their favorability. If you do not meet them, then even if you are the first in the server
Even though you are a celebrity, they still treat you as a stranger.
"Forget it, I have nothing to say to you. That store is the one I often go to. Do you really want to pay the maintenance fee for me?"
The punk girl pointed to the repair shop in front, looking at Xiao Wu with doubt in her eyes.
"If you doubt me again, I won't pay for it! Stop talking nonsense and hurry in and fix it for you. I'm in a hurry!"
Xiao Wu showed extreme impatience, and the punk girl didn't dare to delay any longer, and hurriedly limped towards the repair shop. No matter how approachable Xiao Wu appeared, she was still the visitor from the Paradise District with terrifying combat power, and she was the one who brought trouble on her own
Sorry.
The punk girl opened the door, and in the messy store like a car repair shop, a fat middle-aged man with four arms was eating. Due to his professional advantages, the master chef can eat both black and white, and no one wants to be pregnant.
He couldn't find anyone to repair it. Because of this, his income was relatively high among the lower class people, so he could naturally afford traditional food.
The prosthetic repair technician in this era is a magical existence between a doctor and a mechanic. It requires a huge amount of knowledge and experience. It cannot be done by just adding a chip to the brain. There are too many models of prosthetics in the world.
In addition to standard models, there are also various privately manufactured and modified ones. It can be said that new products appear every day. Processing these things requires the creativity of the human brain, and the maintenance knowledge preset in the chip can only be used as an aid. The AI in this world does not
No ability to innovate.
"Well, why are you lame? Didn't you just upgrade your legs? Is this job so dangerous?"
The old chef put down his lunch box and greeted the punk girl very skillfully.
"Don't mention it, there was an accident, but it's a blessing in disguise. I was tricked this time. If this accident hadn't happened, my 'Xicheng foul language' might have been broken into scraps by now!"
The punk girl sat directly on the repair chair in the middle of the shop as if she were at home. She has been upgrading her body here. Of course, in order to avoid being noticed, she usually comes to the boss in the early morning when there are least people, and shows off like this
This is my first time coming in.
"So dangerous?"
There was something different about the old master, and the way he put on the apron was also different.
"No more, I still have two... friends, you don't need to worry about them."
"Wow~ Is this a repair shop for repairing people? It feels similar to a car repair shop~ I thought it would be more like a hospital!"
As soon as the punk girl finished speaking, Xiao Wu walked in. She was full of curiosity about the environment in the store, and her eyes kept wandering between various things.
"Friends? You actually have friends?"
The old master noticed Xiao Wu, but his eyes immediately became wary. He discovered at a glance that Xiao Wu's body was not simple, and her whole temperament was incompatible with the dark night area. She could never be a friend of a punk girl. The strangest thing was that
, there is still a man's head hanging on her waist with an expression of despair, and the head is obviously still alive.
Moreover, the punk girl really doesn’t have many friends, and she is already the person she is most familiar with.
"I just met, temporary friend...she helped me."
"oh?"
After hearing what the punk girl said, the old master's attitude immediately softened. Since the other party can help, it at least means that there is no threat for the time being, and he cannot tighten it too tightly to avoid unnecessary trouble. But after all, the other party is
People in the Paradise District must be on alert. This is common sense shared by residents of the Dark Night District.
"Boss, please fix it for her quickly. I'm still in a hurry! Fix it quickly and I'll pay for it in cash!"
Xiao Wu had seen enough and pointed at the punk girl's damaged joints and said carelessly.
"..."
The old master stared into the punk girl's eyes, and she winked at him, telling him not to ask any more questions. So he immediately put away his thoughts, pulled down the inspection equipment hanging on the roof, and started working.
"Your power tendons are broken and the connectors are severely deformed. They must be replaced with new ones."
"Then let's change it. How much will it cost?"
"I'll give you 8,000."
"Can't it be cheaper?"
"Anything that's too cheap won't meet your needs."
"Then...is that okay?"
The punk girl looked to Xiao Wu for advice. She knew that the master quoted a third more than the price, so she felt a little nervous.
"No problem, hurry up, hurry up, time, time!"
Xiao Wu waved her hands impatiently, as if to say, "Don't waste time on such trivial matters."
"Okay, then I'll change it for you as soon as possible."
The old master found the suitable parts from the material rack nearby, returned to the repair chair and stretched out all four arms to start disassembling the punk girl's legs. His movements were very smooth, and he looked like an advanced industrial robot.
, not a maintenance man. Less than ten minutes later, he had completed the replacement of the knee joint components and folded the two arms behind his back like wings.
"Do all your maintenance technicians have four arms?"
Xiao Wu thought of the female mechanic she knew naturally before.
"This is the minimum requirement. Two hands are not enough. The top mechanics can control eight arms at the same time, but for ordinary people like me, it is just a legend."
The master replied thoughtfully.
"That's quite powerful. It can control eight hands at the same time. The control system must be very strong and very expensive! Eight thousand, right? Here you go, no need to look for it!"
Xiao Wu took out a 10,000 cash card and handed it to the old master.
"Thank you for your generosity."
A sincere smile appeared on the old master's natural face full of vicissitudes of life, and his affection for this woman of unknown origin in the Paradise District greatly increased. No one would have trouble with money, and those who are willing to give themselves money are good people.
"Quick, quick, try it, does it work?"
Xiao Wu urged the punk girl to take two steps.
"Okay, it's the same as before, you can run now."
The punk girl jumped around in the store twice, and she didn't feel any discomfort at all. The craftsmanship of the old master was unparalleled, and the parts used would never be messed up, otherwise the reputation would not be as good as it is now.
Of course, the price is a bit high, but spending more money is better than buying hidden dangers and returning home, right? Many customers here are like punk girls. They live life-threatening in daily life. If they use unreliable machines, they will really lose their money.
fate.
"Then let's leave quickly. I don't know when that girl will be sent away. I have to figure out my identity quickly!"
Xiao Wu waved to the punk girl, turned around and strode out of the store.
"..."
The old master looked at the punk girl again, who shook her head helplessly and quickly followed.