Start with a Mechanical Hunter

Chapter 55: factory love story

   Chapter 55 Factory Love Story

  Recycle Bin, Abandoned Building

  In an oversized nutrient tank.

   The previous 'tenant' of this nutrition tank was the Reaper Queen, and this tenant became Fat Xiang.

  The Reaper Queen's hideous physique is imbued with a predatory grace.

   And Pangxiang is pure fat and bloated.

   The area occupied by the two creatures is almost the same.

  The senior engineer stood with his arms folded, Aunt Xiang's expression was uncertain, and there was only the sound of the detection equipment running in the room.

   After a long while, Professor Han raised his head and said calmly, "Large area burns, internal bleeding, severe tearing of some muscle groups, moderate radiation—"

   "Say the result directly," Foreman Gao didn't reply.

   "The first type is ordinary surgical repair, but in this way, the best outcome for the injured person is mild disability. The patient can take care of themselves, but it is impossible to fight again."

  Professor Han glanced at the corpse of the Reaper Queen.

   "The second, replaces the patient's circulatory system with its circulatory system, but with a higher risk of surgery and severe biological rejection."

  The senior engineer didn't speak, Aunt Xiang was silent for a moment, then said: "Use the second type."

   "Okay, I'll prepare."

  Professor Han went to the 'data room' next to him. The two of them passed by, and Professor Han suddenly opened his mouth.

   "I didn't expect to see you here, Miss Xiang."

   "I didn't expect that, Researcher Han, everyone always thought that something had happened to you. It's great that you are alive."

  Professor Han passed through the door, the old grandson outside the door opened his mouth, his eyes were complicated, but Professor Han didn't even look at him and walked over.

   "I'll give you an explanation about this."

"of course!"

  Aunt Xiang only stared at Fat Xiang who was covered in blood, and her tone was cold.

  The senior engineer took one last look at Pang Xiang, and also went out the door. Seeing this, Huang Yuanli at the entrance of the stairs rushed over.

   "People are not dead, wait for surgery."

   The little woman breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the senior worker kept walking, she quickly chased after him.

   "It's great that Chubby didn't die, but is the surgery too risky? Is there anything I can do?"

   "When you have surgery, you can use telepathy to find Pangxiang's consciousness and help him stay awake. When biological rejection rises, human nature is easily swallowed up by animal nature."

"it is good!"

   The little woman nodded earnestly.

   "And those old friends of Aunt Xiang, take care of them for me, I don't have the energy to take care of them now."

   "No problem, we cable tribes are the best at making friends."

   The little woman's chest clapped.

   "Also, a snake can't do without a head. Let a few old guys from your tribe get ready for the 'cable sacrifice', follow your tribe's rules and help you to become the new chief elder of the tribe."

   The little woman was stunned for a moment and said, "There are only so many people, is it necessary to be so formal?"

   "Besides, I don't particularly want to be a great elder."

   "People won't be like this all the time. Your tribe has great potential and will soon grow and develop." The senior engineer stopped suddenly and looked at each other seriously.

   "The Great Elder is boring in front of him, do you want to be the city owner?"

  The little woman stopped where she was and was stunned for a while—

   "What do you mean by the city owner!?"

  Unfortunately, the senior engineer managed to kill and bury it. He closed the door of the armored fighting vehicle with the sound of the air pump, then picked up the car phone and dialed a number.

   "This is the factory's internal hotline, please press 1 for order, 2 for maintenance, and please press for waste disposal..."

  The senior engineer directly reported a series of numbers.

   "Pick up Director Du of Workshop 315 for me."

"OK."

   Huang Yuanli's ears were pressed against the door, but the sound insulation of the chariot was so good that she could only vaguely hear a woman's voice.

   After a long while, the car door was reopened, and the little woman looked at each other with a gossip look.

   "Humph, who is that woman just now, is it your old friend? What are you calling her for?"

"none of your business!"

   "Sister is concerned about how you are!"

   "You're an older loli, you don't even marry me and you still care about me, why, I'm worried that everyone who sees you is a lo*ic*n?"

   "At your age, it would be good to have a lo*ic*n in your mind."

  The little woman became angry, jumped violently, and bit the thigh of the senior worker.

  The biggest system modification of the original body is a titanium alloy skeleton.

The    movement system has at least a 5% retrofit rate because of this.

   This is a very professional mechanical transformation that is not very advanced.

   More importantly, the titanium alloy skeleton is not easy to do, this is the soldier template of the mechanical corps, the kind that is not sold to the outside world.

   The reason why we can get it is that there are internal staff to help.

   The person who helped was a woman.

  The story is also very simple, to sum up in one sentence - the love story that the factory brother and the factory sister have to tell.

  One day ten years ago, a boy who killed Matt in a certain factory said to a certain factory girl with a reckless expression, I don't want to be a laborer all my life, I want to go to the desert to fight for a fortune, or return home, or wrap a body in horse leather!

   No other options!

  Man, you must rely on yourself!

   Then he went.

   And then, at a faster speed, he listed a rich woman named 'Black Rose' and started his career as a wolf dog.

And the factory girl who stayed, with the talent of twisting screws, worked step by step, from apprentice, to general worker, then to junior worker, then intermediate worker, senior worker, and promoted to front-line management, line leader, team leader, all the way up.

   If this is written as a novel, the positive energy will definitely burst.

  Ordinary women are independent and self-reliant, and rely on the real industry to realize the value of life.

  The man went into the sea.

  The woman stood up!

   Then one day, an independent woman, Du Moumou, once again met her childhood sweetheart that she had been thinking about.

   Du Zhaodi, who was already the director of the workshop at the time, confessed again very seriously, 'I will support you. ’

   A certain little wolfdog sneered and obeyed on the spot.

   This titanium alloy skeleton comes from this.

  The single-digit character of the original owner is not without reason.

   None of that matters.

   The point is, if you want to find out the inner ghost, it is quite nonsense to expect them to check and correct themselves.

  Reporting 100% will sink into the sea.

The results of the   Hydra battle proved that the top members of the security regiment were all masters of fooling around.

   At this time, it is not enough for him to lift the table by himself, and there must be a strong intervention from a higher-level department.

   Just so, the factory is such an organization.

   The 'factory organization' is not a factory or a production line. If there is a definition, it is more like the 'state-owned enterprise system' of the Machine City camp, or a 'planet factory' or an 'AI production line'.

  It is mainly responsible for accepting the purchase of the main brain of the mechanical city.

  The factory group where the Radiation Desert is located is responsible for providing all the materials for several mechanical cities, including the 'city that never sleeps'.

   is equivalent to 'General Logistics Base'.

   As for the security team, its essence is the security of the factory. Although it is accepted by the "Intelligent Master of Never Sleeping City", its main job is to defend the factory.

   Now that I think about it, the nobles of the cloud have exploited the loopholes between the three systems of 'Mechanical City', 'Mother City Legion', and 'Factory'.

   The overlapping zone of the three parties, after some manipulations, became the zone of three irrelevance.

   The other party can pull the tiger's skin, and the senior engineer can naturally hug his thigh.

   Everyone is scum, who is afraid of who, do you have a lower character than me?

   But before lifting the table, the senior worker had to lift the table.

   And the current situation is actually a very good opportunity.

   During the war, soldiers were assassinated in the street; outside the oasis, the beasts were eyeing them.

   If you make achievements at this time, it is relatively easy to be 'established a model'.

   The more foolish it is, the more emphasis is placed on advanced leadership, which has always been the case.

  The senior engineer went to Littlefinger again and used his dark web to investigate the situation of other colleagues.

   If you think about it with your feet, you know that this time, the target of this assassination is not just their team.

   With the generous style of the Knights, the entire list might have been swept over.

  …

   On the other side, beside the bonfire, more than a dozen 'old people' with short arms and short legs are bragging in a circle.

   The 'old man' is not old, the oldest is in his forties, but all of them have gray hair, loose skin, and a sluggish expression, but in those squinting eyes, there are occasionally flashes of green light like a beast.

   Not far away, the mercenaries who were **** with five flowers were their handwriting.

   These are the old generation of classical hunters. More than a decade ago, the desert was their battlefield.

   Yet time kills heroes, and as biological rejection reaches its limit, they have to withdraw from the stage.

   These people, like the old grandson, lived a very embarrassing life, no different from scavengers.

   So as soon as Aunt Xiang's invitation came out, she joined without any hesitation.

  Tibei liked these 'old people' very much. From these people, he felt the aura of gang bosses that he had not seen for a long time.

   Not to mention, without them, he and Pang Xiang really might not have been able to escape.

  These old fried dough sticks are also better than the other, and the meat jokes are flying around.

  In their mouths, the lowest-level radiation beasts killed must be C-level.

   No matter how low the level is, if you kill it, you will get dirty hands.

   One of the blind old fritters quietly touched the other's **** when he saw the tribal girl coming to pour water.

  The girls of the cable tribe are not easy to get along with.

   picked up the water bottle and started beating the 'old people'.

   When others saw this scene, they all laughed and laughed.

   "You can't change your perverted nature, Lao Qian."

   "Deserved!"

   "You still miss women in this state, haven't you had your reproductive system remodeled?"

  Huluo Pingyang was bullied by Loli, Lao Qian was beaten on the ground, his nose was bruised, his nose bleeds shot.

   "Don't fight, don't fight, it's really not intentional, do you understand conditioned reflexes, conditioned reflexes? The sequelae of implanting biological weapons!"

After    beating wildly, the tribe loli snorted coldly and walked away.

   "Thinking back to when Lao Tzu slaughtered a B-rank Titan beast and fought against the siege of three beast groups by himself, he never suffered such a big insult. Young people today don't talk about martial arts at all."

   Lao Qian covered his nose and grinned, but he tried to prove that he just didn't beat women.

   The jeers around him grew louder.

   Lao Sun stood not far away, his eyes dazed, his lips pursed, as if he had made up his mind.

   (end of this chapter)

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