Start with a Mechanical Hunter

Chapter 23: desert skin

Chapter 23 Desert Skin

"Look, this is what I've done these days!"

The next day, in the black shop, Littlefinger showed off the finished product.

There are three kinds of finished products, the first is a pale implantable bionic skin, the second is a glass bottle with a plaster similar to skin cream, and the third is a tube filled with transparent liquid medicine needle tube.

These three models are 'desert skin' of three different qualities, and they are used in different ways. The first model needs to be implanted with bionic skin, the second model needs to be smeared to form a cellular immune coating, and the third model is directly injected Needle.

The utility of the three models is also different.

The senior engineer picked up the rough bionic skin first, and the system automatically brushed out the attributes.

Desert Skin (White Board): A one-piece artificial skin that protects the body's moisture and blocks the transmission of electronic signals, Stamina +2, Agility +2

Applying state: Sufficient water, 5% increase in stamina recovery per minute

"This thing is a bit ugly," the senior engineer touched it with his hand, as if he was touching the skin of a 'chameleon', the surface was full of particles.

"It's good if it's useful," Littlefinger curled his lips, "Those people can't wait to replace all their organs with implantable weapons, and they still care about beauty and ugliness? Anyway, there is a virtual experience machine, so you can play whatever you want in it. Play."

"Virtual experience machine, it's an antique that I haven't played for many years," said the senior engineer with nostalgia. Although players in the game can't do things that are not suitable for children, snakes have snake ways, mice have mouse ways, and virtual experience machines is a special channel.

Thinking back then, when I turned into Mr. G and developed a hyper-virtual machine with a 99.99% realism, it felt like…

Cough, the hero does not mention the braveness of the year.

The senior engineer picked up the 'hand cream' again, which is much better than artificial leather, at least you don't need to peel it before using it.

Desert Skin (Fine): Apply with plaster to form a cellular immune coating (requires eight hours of uninterrupted absorption for a long time) Stamina +3, Agility +2

Applying state: Sufficient water, 7% increase in stamina recovery per minute, and can slightly resist radiation.

"This one is definitely the best seller."

This ointment can be used for a long time or temporarily applied (it can only block electronic signals), and it does not need to be smeared all over the body, just smear it on certain key areas.

As long as you don't hide guns under your crotch and mines under your eyes, this thing is enough to obscure the perception of most radioactive beasts.

"Of course," Littlefinger was also very satisfied with it, said: "I adjusted the formula to reduce the cost, one desert worm gland can make two bottles of ointment, add some water to dilute it, can make four bottles, When you enter the black market, you can directly exchange one bottle for ten bottles."

The senior worker took a breath, stretched out his thumb, and said, "High, really high, as expected of the number one black market doctor in the Motor City, your heart is not at all red!"

"of course."

Speaking of the dark heart, Littlefinger looked proud, and continued: "The last one is mainly for the high-end market, attracting high-level talents, no side effects, no adverse symptoms, and will not cause mechanical rejection."

The senior engineer picked up the last needle, and there were only two of these syringes at least.

Desert Skin (Excellent): Needle implanted under the skin

Excellent biochemical agent, completely obscures electrical signals, makes the skin change with the environment like a tropical lizard, Stamina +5, Agility +3, Armor +10

Additional state 1: Skin breathing - blood activity decreased, stamina recovery increased by 15% per second

Additional Status 2: Immunity to Bleeding Status

Additional state 3: cold blooded, reducing your own infrared radiation, reducing the probability of being discovered by the enemy

The senior engineer was really surprised this time. The so-called master leads the door, and the practice is personal. Although players can open the same blueprint, the quality of the equipment they make is good or bad.

'The highest level that a third-level blueprint can achieve is 'excellent', and this guy's prosthetic doctor level must exceed level ten. ’

Seeing the surprised expression on the senior engineer's face, Littlefinger's vanity was instantly satisfied, but after thinking about it, he still told the truth.

"This thing is an exhibit. There are nearly 30 desert worms. In total, I made two subcutaneous implantation needles. To be honest, it was in the state at the time. In fact, I don't know how I got it out."

"When this thing is officially released, don't miss out."

"Since it's a sample, that one is enough." The senior worker took one unceremoniously and inserted it into his shoulder before his little finger could react.

With the injection of the implanted needle, the senior engineer could clearly feel that a 'mutation' was born on the surface of the skin, just like first touching a layer of chili oil on the skin and adding a layer of sunscreen. It's cold, it's all coming up at once.

The senior worker frowned and endured.

The surface of the skin first turned red, then returned to its original state, then turned pale, and returned to its original state several times.

Then the skin began to mutate. Some parts were illuminated by the light of the electronic screen, turning into a blue snowflake screen, and some were reflected by the light on the metal workbench, turning into a metallic silvery white.

If you don't look carefully, you won't even realize that there is a person in front of you.

And with the thought of the master, all the colors on the skin disappeared immediately. Along with them, there were some calluses and scars, and it seemed that the complexion had become better than before.

In this state, whoever says that the senior engineer is not a little white-faced person is worried about who he is.

The senior engineer's eyes sparkled and praised: "Very good effect! I'm very satisfied!"

"You, you kid!!"

Seeing that the senior engineer became handsome again, Littlefinger regretted it, and then stared straight at the last implantation needle.

He also wanted to give himself a shot.

But this is the last piece left in the exhibition. If you use it yourself, it’s hard to say whether it will be handsome or not. Sister Rose will definitely kill herself first.

"Okay, let's talk about splitting."

The friendly atmosphere changed, and the two immediately started fighting.

"Fart! Thirty-seven points, do you know who developed this 'skin', without me, you can make this money?"

"Bullshit, all business is dominated by channel merchants. Without our network, believe it or not, this 'skin' will be confiscated by the security team the next day, and then be swallowed up by various forces."

"Is money important to you? What matters is influence, connections, and the right to speak in the desert in the future. What is so much money, don't be so stingy."

"Fart, is this a small amount of money? As long as this skin is promoted, the income from ten operations I do can't compare to its one-day sales. Are you not a good-looking sister of Rose? How dare you steal a woman's money."

"What's the matter? It's obviously a little giegie that's being taken care of. Isn't it natural for a rich woman to spend money to support her lover? You think I didn't do anything at night? It's all hard-earned money!"

"You are shameless!"

"You scumbag!"

In terms of lack of morals, the two of them are rivals and talents.

Fortunately, neither of them had the idea of tearing their faces. The senior engineer knew that the other party could shake off him and go alone at any time, and Littlefinger was also worried that the other party would blow the wind on the pillow with his waist.

In the end, the two reached an agreement that the net profit after deducting costs would be 64%, with the little finger representing the channel merchants accounting for the bulk, and the senior engineers accounting for 40%.

According to the agreement, the senior engineer will be responsible for hunting desert worms in the future. After all, the raw materials also need to be kept secret, and there is no mechanical hunter that Littlefinger can fully trust.

Among the 40% of the profits, 20% of the income cannot be directly withdrawn from mechanical coins, but can only be exchanged for various materials. According to Littlefinger, withdrawing too much cash will affect their money laundering business.

After the agreement was signed, the senior engineer knew how profitable the business was. Just for the lowest level of skin implants, the net profit was 2,000 mechanical coins, and the 'hand cream' was 4,000 mechanical coins.

Even if you are like this, this batch of 'skins' has already been fixed, and the preorders have even been in the third batch.

Those who fight for wealth in the desert know best how much their lives are worth.

With this thing, it can be said that as long as you don't take the initiative to hunt, or run into a beast tide, you basically don't have to worry about the threat of beasts.

High-level drawings are also difficult to achieve this effect.

This is just what the desert needs.

The senior engineer did the math, just from this batch of skins, he could make a net profit of 30,000 mechanical coins.

This is much quicker than robbery.

After the sparring, the two of them were a little tired, and Littlefinger slumped on the sofa, and suddenly said, "You know? Sister Rose is coming back soon."

"Oh? When?"

"Just in these few days."

Ever since the Rose Gasoline Bar was closed, the senior engineers knew that someone was targeting Black Rose.

The target of is not a bar, but an underground network of more than a dozen oases mastered by Black Rose.

And Black Rose left this time to deal with this matter.

Listening to Littlefinger's tone now, it seems that the matter has been settled.

The senior engineer asked curiously, "Who is it that attacked you?"

If it was the former senior engineer, with a small wolf dog, Littlefinger would be unlikely to discuss this kind of thing with him.

But now, the other party has come up with two 'surgery plans' one after another, one of which is still a hard product that can dominate the market.

Littlefinger decided to change his attitude a little.

"Those who can be called tycoons in the entire iron sand desert can be counted with one hand, and those who are interested in our underground intelligence network are naturally a certain kind of grievance peer."

Peer, Intelligence, Tycoon

A flash of light flashed in Gao Gong's mind, "That news tycoon Wang Tian?"

"It's the newspaper seller."

"So it was him," the senior engineer muttered to himself.

In addition to being the general manager of the factory, this tycoon Wang’s Radiation Daily is also the best read in the desert.

This newspaper has a lot of dry goods, and it is a must-read book for mechanical hunters.

is just this pass, why is this guy suddenly interested in the underground network?

If it's just a normal business expansion, that's all. When soldiers come to block and water comes to cover up, Sister Rose is not lacking in skills.

but--

The senior engineer suddenly thought of another possibility, if this was not only a business war, but a real "war".

He thought of an old saying.

Intelligence is the life of war.