I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

Li Qi was stunned for a moment, then turned off the angle grinder in his hand.

When the female mechanic saw her reaction, an ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Oh, it looks like our little devil has grown up."

"My heart feels itchy~"

She said teasingly.

Hearing the female mechanic's words, Li Li's face stained with black oil turned red.

Pursing her lips lightly, she argued in a low voice.

"Don't talk nonsense..."

"He's the boss of our single job."

Li Qi explained seriously, the blush on his face quickly fading.

Rosen, who was standing not far away, heard the two men's whispered conversation and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

I was thinking about it and asked Li Li to go to the neighborhood next time.

Every time I come here, I always look for her to do work, which is so upright.

Seeing that the two had ended their conversation, Rosen walked over.

"Have you reached an agreement with Boss Feeney?"

Before he could get closer, Li Qi took the initiative to ask.

Rosen nodded, a little curious.

"how do you know?"

"Look at the pace."

"Your steps are so brisk, which means the conversation went smoothly."

Li Baoyan said concisely and concisely. She and Rosen had a tacit understanding and did not go into more details in front of outsiders.

Grinning, Rosen looked at the three T-21 powered armors being modified.

"How about it?"

"Is the machine's condition okay?"

He did not conduct a detailed inspection of these power armors.

Just a rough cleanup.

"Most of it is intact."

"It's just that the external armor and sensors are severely damaged."

"Mostly caused by blunt force friction and collision."

"It's not a big problem."

"But the problem of having two planes is more troublesome."

"One's neural connection system is damaged, and the other's power core is overloaded."

"I will go to the 'junk dump' to pay more attention in the next two days to see if there are any suitable parts."

"By the way, we have found suitable parts for the right armor of the Abandoned One."

"It's probably 90% new."

"Let Uncle Alberto repair it then."

"He is the most skilled forger in the camp."

Li Li pointed at a strong man not far away who was showing his thick arms, carrying a heavy armor plate and making gestures.

When the strong man named Alberto heard her words, he showed his heroic face from the side of the guard board and smiled honestly at Rosen and Li Qi.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and people flock together.

None of the mechanics hired by Li Li to help looked like bad people.

He has confidence and perseverance in his craft.

It can be called a "craftsman".

In fact, in the post-destruction world, not everyone pursues money, fame, fortune and enjoyment.

Because this is an endless chase.

Once many people have a relatively stable environment, they will focus on pursuing spiritual satisfaction.

This is what happened to the mechanics in front of me.

Out of trust in Li Qi, Rosen did not ask any more questions.

He is only responsible for paying the bill and believes that Li Li will not let him down.

After a brief chat, Rosen chose to say goodbye to her.

Before leaving, he left behind more than a dozen cans of cans, including the best-selling canned beef and canned fruits.

It's a tribute to these mechanics.

After eating Rosen's canned food, they will naturally help him with things more carefully.

The cost of these cans was almost nothing to him anyway.

The visit to the [Steel Gear Workshop] ended.

Rosen opened BP and took a look at the materials and equipment list issued by Xiao Yunli and his daughter.

Many of them can be purchased directly in the Iron Tomb Camp.

During this period, Rosen also visited the medical station here.

He took out a [Seco Bali] made by Xiao Yunli and paid for it to be tested.

Facts have proved that the wife in distress does have a few brushes.

The purity of the [Seco Bali] she made is quite high, and its pharmacological toxicity is slightly lower than the standard version popular in the wasteland by a few percentage points.

This made the doctor wearing a wig at the medical station very interested and expressed that he wanted to ask Rosen to purchase a batch.

But he politely refused.

The current pharmaceutical workshops in the camp are simply not capable of automated production.

There is not even a serious sterile workshop.

It's all done manually by Xiao Yunli, so the output can't be said to be high.

It can only barely meet the current internal consumption of the camp.

After Rosen obtains the relevant equipment, Xiao Yunli will control the material ratio and process.

Maybe you can actually make a fortune selling medicines.

From this point of view, Xiao Yunli not only has sophisticated knowledge of pharmacological chemistry.

It also has rich experience in drug production.

Drugs like [Second Power] became popular after the Great Destruction.

It seems that Dakang Pharmaceutical in Luzhou 111 Base City does have a deep relationship with her.

Regarding the news there, Rosen had made some inquiries in the Iron Tomb Bar.

There is a group of traveling merchants who happen to know a little bit about the situation there.

After spending some dark crystals and buying them a drink, Rosen found out the information he was interested in.

It is said that the industries of the former major chaebols in 111 Base City were taken for themselves by the leaders of the rebels.

Tang Dakang, the boss of Dakang Pharmaceutical, died in the chaos.

All his relatives were sold to major slave trading groups as luxury goods in the human trade.

The above situation is basically similar to what the rickety old woman in Liberty Paradise explained.

Pragmatism finally paid off.

Compared with sexual desire, Rosen valued Xiao Yunli's pharmaceutical technology more.

The rise of Dakang Pharmaceutical has a lot to do with that aloof wife.

At least that's certainly the case initially.

Later, as the company grew bigger, there was no need for her to take action personally.

Either way, this is good news for Rosen.

After purchasing supplies at the Iron Tomb Camp, he went directly to Yuan Yewen.

He borrowed several delivery trucks, and a dozen bosozokus on motorcycles escorted the purchased equipment to the camp with the temporary identification numbers he gave them.

Now that they have reached an agreement with Yuan Yewen.

Rosen felt there was no need to continue to be secretive.

The Iron Tomb Camp was everyone else's territory, and every move he made could not be hidden from Yuan Yewen's eyes and ears.

He also made it clear that he had built his own camp.

Instead of trying to hide it, it's better to just take advantage of it here.

Let the Bosozoku escort the supplies and equipment back to the camp, while he rushed to the Golden Sunshine District without stopping.

On the way to the neighborhood, Rosen still used his mind to control the ghoul and headed towards the Shihai Street Public Security Station. Not long ago, he used the ghoul to search for the charred corpses of Shi Dali and Noda Minetaro there.

What can be confirmed so far is that the monster seems to have shrunk back underground.

Even the hole where the monster emerged has been filled back.

If the time is right, Rosen really doesn't mind going there to fight in the autumn wind.

Golden Ear only sees the waste beast that has spent countless efforts.

Only a "poor boy" like Rosen, who became a family early, would never forget the small amount of weapons and power armor left there.

In the eyes of powerful men, just one or two powered armors, no matter how powerful they are, are limited.

The closest example to Lawson is the Golden Sunshine District.

When the Crusade Corps and the Double Z forces went to war, there were hundreds of powered armors participating in the battle.

During fierce firefights, power armor or armed vehicles were destroyed almost every minute.

Don't look at Golden Ear's secretive style.

Judging from the speed at which they attract money, the armed forces behind them are definitely not weak.

In a hurry to evacuate, they would definitely not bother to loot the ruins.

At this time, the distracted corpse ghost has arrived at its destination.

Rosen focuses most of his attention on the wight’s perspective.

After a few days, not much has changed there.

A corpse wearing a windbreaker was wandering along the street.

Then he turned and entered the courtyard of the police station.

Stepping into the dilapidated building, Rosen followed his memory and controlled the corpse to the [Police Armory].

The spacious equipment warehouse is divided into two parts by bulletproof glass and steel fence.

The sturdy steel fence remains intact.

There are still those rows of gun racks inside.

From the ghoul's perspective, several large plastic boxes and three sets of maintenance platforms are particularly eye-catching.

Gray eyes focused on the maintenance platform, which contained a black and white T-21 police power armor, and the plastic boxes with confidentiality labels.

"Sure enough, it's still there."

At the same time as the corpse came to the [Police Armory].

Rosen, who was wearing the Z3 exoskeleton and heading towards the block, raised his lips.

The next moment, the corpse in the police station took off his windbreaker.

Several pieces of plastic explosive the size of cigarette boxes were hung on the inside.

The corpse stretched out its palms with long nails and took out two pieces and stuck them to the steel fence.

Then he slowly exited the door and came to the corner.

He was holding a slightly clumsy remote control with only four buttons.

Carefully pressed two of the buttons.

After a delay of about half a second, the wall of the walkway shook suddenly.

The wooden door at the entrance to the [Police Armory] not far away was blown away by the shock wave of the explosion, and fire and smoke poured out along the corridor.

Rosen quickly controlled the corpse to stick to the corner.

The hot wind and the sand and gravel contained in it surged past at a rapid speed.

After the explosion, he waited for a few seconds before letting the corpse return to the [Police Armory].

The solid steel fence was torn open by plastic explosives.

The firearms on several rows of gun racks were swayed everywhere by the shock wave.

The surface of the plastic box is also embedded with a lot of flying gravel.

The powered armor was not damaged at all.

The ghoul stepped inside.

The plastic boxes stacked together all have safety locks, and I tried to weigh them.

I found that every plastic box is not light.

With the strength of the ghoul, he could barely lift it.

After wiping the dust, Rosen immediately discovered the nameplate on the wall.

There is a letter "K" printed on it, and there are rows of small words next to it.

The general message is that transportation should be carried out in compliance with confidentiality regulations.

"This should be the power armor component of the K-0 airborne model mentioned on the 5th, right?"

"It is said that the overall performance is 45% higher than the T series airborne type."

Rosen thought in his mind.

The biggest problem now is transportation.

He controlled the corpse and inspected the black and white painted T-21.

First, the hoisting state was released, and then the power armor fell steadily.

The ghoul goes around to the rear and uses manual mode to turn it on.

Then tentatively drilled into it.

This power armor still has about 73% of its energy remaining.

But the startup step got stuck on the neural connection.

The nervous system of a ghoul is different from that of a normal human being.

Therefore, the connection processing cannot be carried out smoothly.

"You still have to make a trip yourself..."

Rosen shook his head and let the corpse exit the power armor.

He directly sent it to take off its windbreaker and stuffed the remaining two pieces of plastic explosive into its mouths on both sides, just like a hamster.

Clutching the remote control, it lay beside the entrance of the police station building.

Quietly, he entered a state of pretending to be dead.

Observe the follow-up situation to confirm whether the explosion just now attracted people with golden ears.

Focusing on the main body, Rosen concentrated on his way.

About forty minutes later, he successfully arrived at the Golden Sunshine Street.

Speaking of which, Rosen hasn't been here for half a month.

The last time I came here was when I met Tiexin and asked Otok for help.

After a while, the neighborhood became noticeably more lively.

Rosen found Commissioner No. 5 without ceremony this time.

Entrust him with the purchase.

Mainly nutritional mixtures, manual machine tools, utensils and small equipment required for various types of pharmaceuticals.

There is no need to worry about large-scale equipment in biopharmaceuticals.

Some of the equipment brought out from the B-074 shelter were suitable for use.

Finally, there are the drones and twenty warrior intelligent combat robots.

Not a small/micro UAV, but a medium-sized UAV with a range of over 1000 kilometers.

This puts Commissioner No. 5 in a bit of trouble.

"These are controlled items in the neighborhood."

"If we were in Hangzhou, Boss Tiexin would have a solution..."

Faced with his embarrassment, Rosen waved his hand directly.

"I know you have a way."

"Help me get it done in three days."

"I will strive to have a transaction volume of 900,000 dark crystals for the next batch of goods."

"It will be deducted from the purchase price."

"When the time comes, just bring them to the camp and give them to me."

He finally figured it out, and there was no need to stay away from Golden Ears and the Oil Machine Rampage Group.

Since everyone has reached a consensus, it doesn't matter if he is thick-skinned and takes advantage of the situation.

He planned to take this medium-sized drone to the Eight Desolate Realms.

It can provide him with reconnaissance and can also serve as a long-distance guide for guided weapons.

"...Oh, okay."

"So see you at your camp in three days?"

No. 5 hesitated to speak, but finally reluctantly agreed.

In response, Rosen nodded.

After saying that, he stood up neatly. .

Before leaving, he patted No. 5 on the shoulder and warned him.

"Remember to bring enough dark crystals."

"Do not worry!"

Watching Rosen leave, Commissioner No. 5 scratched his head and silently retreated into the darkroom.

After walking out of the First Shopping Street, Rosen went straight to the Old Oriental Talent Market in the Golden Sunshine District.

This place is actually more like a special mercenary organization.

It's just that the people staying here do not undertake combat missions.

The main people hanging around here are mechanics and information hackers.

Rosen is not here to hire people.

Instead, we are looking for general installation drawings of helium-deuterium fusion generators.

There is a mixed bag here, and many veterans have the habit of collecting all kinds of drawings.

As long as he can find the installation drawings, he can find a way to lead people to dismantle the fusion generator!

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