Global wasteland: I am as good as a god with a machine

In a metal shed in the garbage dump, Wu Mian sat at the table, wolfing down food like a hungry ghost.

Along with his movements, the newly installed ceramic spine will make a harsh glass friction sound, which is particularly uncomfortable.

Nan Ci was so stimulated by the sound that she kept getting goosebumps, and asked Uncle Min, "Is there no way to eliminate this sound?"

Uncle Min responded very professionally: "The material of ceramics is quite special. The special joint oil for mechanical limbs has too strong lubrication effect, which can easily cause his bones to become dislocated. I have asked Erniu and the others to look for used ones in the garbage dump.

For transmission devices and electronic products, the anti-friction grease inside, also commonly known as industrial butter, may be able to play a role."

"Squeak!"

While the two were talking, Wu Mian had already devoured the food in front of him, straightened up and looked at Nan Ci and Uncle Min: "Both of you, thank you for saving my life!"

Uncle Min was very interested in Wu Mian. Seeing him speak, he immediately focused all his attention on him: "These are not important! Let me ask you, who modified your body for you! They used it

What technology is it? Also, what material was your previous mechanical spine made of?"

Faced with a series of questions from Uncle Min, Wu Mian's mind went blank: "I can't remember clearly."

Uncle Min asked quickly: "How could you forget such a thing! If you think about it again, where did you come from? Why were you injured?"

"I really can't remember!" Wu Mian shook his head: "I even forgot my ID number. You asked me to recall these. I really don't know. I don't have a complete memory now. I can only think of it.

Bits and pieces!”

Uncle Min was still desperate: "What about?"

Wu Mian narrowed his eyes and saw in his mind a group of people chasing him with swords and guns: "People from the Golden Horse Group want to kill me!"

Uncle Min waved his pipe and tried to interrupt Wu Mian: "Why do you always talk such nonsense? I'm asking about the spine, you..."

"Uncle Min, shut up!" Nan Ci interrupted Uncle Min and asked Wu Mian: "Is the reason why the Golden Horse Group is chasing you because you said before that they kidnapped other people? You go and investigate.

, and then was discovered?”

"No, I killed someone!"

A fragment once again appeared in Wu Mian's mind, because the two people in front of him were his saviors. He hesitated for a moment, and then said truthfully: "They are chasing me because I killed people from the Golden Horse Group. That night

After the rain, I killed a security guard of the Golden Horse Group with a knife, and I still remember his body lying in a pool of water...the sound of gunshots and the sound of feet stepping on stagnant water...At that time, a group of people from the Golden Horse Group were chasing me.

, I killed seven of them one after another on the way to escape!"

When Wu Mian recalled the scene of his murder, he did not feel any fear in his heart, and judging from the skillful techniques in his memory, this should not be the first time he killed someone.

Nan Ci looked at Wu Mian carefully: "You killed seven by yourself?"

Wu Mian nodded: "If the laser pistol hadn't exploded, they wouldn't have been able to catch me!"

Nan Ci walked up to Wu Mian, grabbed his hand and took a look: "You have received systematic shooting training! Where were you trained?"

"I don't know." Wu Mian shook his head and his spine made a sound again: "But as a detective, it's not surprising that he can use a gun, right?"

Nan Ci did not dwell on this issue: "If you carefully recall their kidnapping, what can you remember?"

Wu Mian resisted his headache, rubbed his temples and said: "At that time, there were many people doing transactions in the backyard of the Jinma Group. I should have been wearing the clothes of a mercenary of the Jinma Group and was among the crowd, and I was standing very well.

Behind the scenes, those arrested synthetics must have been captured by some organization and sold to the Golden Horse Group. At that time, people from the Golden Horse Group also conducted a detailed inspection of them and shot several people at the scene."

Nan Ci's expression gradually became serious: "Why did they kill people?"

"I can't remember clearly." Wu Mian and Nan Ci looked at each other: "It's hard for me to find complete memories now. They are all vague fragments. The only thing I can be sure of is that I was in the same place when the incident happened.

The scene where the Jinma Group purchased the synthetics, and then someone betrayed me, and the person who assisted me also betrayed me. As for other things, I really have no memory."

Nan Ci took out a photo and handed it to Wu Mian: "Do you have any impression of this person?"

Wu Mian looked at the photo of a young man with a bright smile who looked to be at least seventeen or eighteen years old, and shook his head: "I have no impression."

Nan Ci looked at Wu Mian and tried to keep her tone as gentle as possible: "Take a good look at it again and recall it carefully. Don't be impatient and think about it slowly!"

Wu Mian saw the tomboy Nan Ci's sudden change and looked at her curiously: "Should I know this person?"

Nan Ci responded: "He is my brother Nan Yi. He entered Kyoto three days ago to investigate the case of missing synthetics, but he lost track. I suspect he was also kidnapped. His arms are mechanical limbs with flame jets."

function.”

Wu Mian saw Nan Ci's anxious expression, looked at the photo again, and shook his head: "I was far away from the transaction site and couldn't see the appearance of those people at all, and I didn't remember that there was anyone who could breathe fire at the scene."

"Wu Mian, I need you to do me a favor." After hearing Wu Mian's response, Nan Ci said to him: "I need you to follow me into the city to track down the whereabouts of my brother!"

"No problem." Wu Mian thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "I also have to go back and figure out my own life experience."

Nan Ci looked sideways at Uncle Min: "I'll leave our equipment to you!"

"Or do you want power, gloves and a laser pistol?" Uncle Min agreed skillfully, and then looked at Wu Mian: "What about you?"

"Plasma Rifle."

Wu Mian responded smoothly, but found that there was no information about this weapon in his memory.

"You are crazy. Where can I get you such an advanced weapon in this place? I only have an iron pipe pistol, so you can make do with it!"

Uncle Min did not dig out Wu Mian's life experience, and seemed a little uninterested. He continued: "Your spine is made of ordinary ceramics. Although it has a high hardness and is resistant to high temperatures and corrosion, it has low impact resistance and is very brittle.

It is a fragile product, so you must avoid high-intensity exercise, such as jumping from high places or fighting with people, otherwise once the spine is broken, you will immediately lose the ability to move."

…

Evening, seven o'clock.

Dark clouds billowed in the sky, and the spring rain fell freely.

The street lights gradually turned on, and the whole city gradually became brighter.

In the rain and fog, a pair of palms appeared in the guardrail of a sewer at the base of the city wall, and they gently pushed it away. Then Nan Ci and Wu Mian came out from behind with four members of the Worker Bee Organization, and stood on the street wearing a large cloak.

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A high-speed train roared past the huge viaduct covered with graffiti in front of it. The sound of the friction between the rails and the wheels passed through the rain curtain and reached the ears of several people.

Separated by a wall, two worlds.

Nan Ci looked at the holographic billboards and skyscrapers with flashing neon lights in the distance, and asked Wu Mian: "Where should we go next?"

Wu Mian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar city in front of him and thought for a moment: "There lived a girl named Li Tong at No. 3, Linghu Lane, Linjiang District. This is the only person I can remember. I hope

She can help me recall something."

Nan Ci told a young man next to him: "Arrange a car to pick us up."

While waiting for the bus, Wu Mian took a look at Nan Ci: "I have been in contact with you for so long, but I have not found any mechanical parts on your body. Are you really a synthetic human?"

"When I was young, my brother and I were involved in a car accident. At that time, synthetics were not yet ostracized, so we replaced the mechanical parts."

As Nan Ci spoke, he turned to look at Wu Mian, and the pupil of his left eye flashed a little red: "My heart is mechanical, and I also have this electronic prosthetic eye, which has a vision enhancement function and can switch between different reconnaissance tasks."

mode, such as night vision and thermal imaging functions, but its bearings are somewhat rusty and its service life is less than half a year. Uncle Min keeps reminding me that it is time to replace it, but in the current environment, it is difficult to find a suitable replacement."

Wu Mian looked at Nan Ci's red pupils, and for some reason, a familiar feeling suddenly arose in his heart.