Ten Thousand Clans: Evolution begins with the fusion of red ghosts

Chapter 4 []: Octopus Butcher!

Jinghai City has more than a thousand elevator shafts leading to the underground city, and the deepest area is ten kilometers underground.

As you can imagine, taking an elevator is also a test of patience.

Lu Xun found a seat and sat down. He took out a Bluetooth headset from his pocket and put it on. He turned on the music function of the communicator and listened to music while closing his eyes to relax.

The soothing melody made him relax.

One after another, citizens passed the test and entered the elevator.

There were men and women, dressed in different ways, almost all adults, office workers from all walks of life.

Many of them have more or less prosthetic bodies implanted in their bodies. Machinery is integrated with flesh and blood, and the metal structure is exposed on the surface of the skin.

After modifying the body, work efficiency can be greatly improved.

In the secondary self-circulating city, 80% of manual labor in human society has been replaced by machines and AI, and productivity has improved rapidly.

But AI cannot completely replace humans.

A lot of work still has to be done by people.

Only level 4 or above self-circulating cities can achieve fully automatic production.

The development of cities needs to be tailored to local conditions and tailor-made development strategies based on geographical location, surrounding environment, fractured resources and other factors.

The development potential of Jinghaicheng is actually quite average.

It's already good to be promoted to Level 2. Level 3 is probably the upper limit of the city's development, and it would be very difficult to go any higher.

After reaching level three, there will be no class barriers between elites and civilians, because rich resources allow everyone to live an elite life.

But the gap between each level of Loop City is huge.

It took Jinghai more than two hundred years to rise from one to two.

Want to reach level three? Let’s borrow another five hundred years from heaven!

No matter how beautiful the future is, people today will not be able to enjoy it.

All they can do is implant prosthetics, modify their bodies, improve their ability to create value, enhance their competitiveness, and strive to join the elite class!

Therefore, Lu Xun, who was wearing a school uniform and without any prosthetic parts on his body, seemed a bit awkward in the crowd.

Many citizens couldn't help but look at the young man with their eyes: tall and thin, with broad shoulders and slender limbs. There is still a trace of childishness in her delicate facial features, which makes her look full of vitality.

Is this the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School? Why do aristocratic students go to the outer city to take the elevator? No classes on Monday? Everyone found it quite novel.

Lu Xun didn't pay attention to the looks of others and just listened to the song.

After more than a hundred people were gathered in the elevator, it finally started and slid deep into the ground.

It's like catching the subway to work, but with a little more weightlessness.

At each level of the underground base, the elevator will stop and the door will open.

People kept leaving and joining along the way.

Thirty minutes later.

Finally reached the "-174F" floor.

Lu Xun walked out of the elevator door, and a huge and vast base came into view!

It covers an area larger than the inner city on the surface, and lights illuminate every area.

In this level of base, there are three livestock farms, seven slaughterhouses, as well as many food processing plants, tanneries, fertilizer plants...

So as soon as you go out, you can smell a slightly disgusting smell in the air.

But Lu Xun had already gotten used to it.

He took the base bus and took another ten minutes to finally reach his destination - Lin Sheng Slaughterhouse!

The slaughterhouse covers an area about the size of two football fields and consists of several factories and warehouses. The cleaning, processing, inspection and refrigeration of livestock are all completed here.

"Hey~ Why are you here, Xiao Lu? You're skipping class again, right?"

The security guard at the door was a middle-aged man with a beard. He was surprised to see Lu Xun arriving.

This kid just returned to school yesterday and is here again today?

"Well, good afternoon, Uncle Li. Is Old Octopus here?" Lu Xun greeted and asked.

"The order should be checked in the cold storage, right? Go take a look."

"Okay, see you later."

Lu Xun nodded, walked into the slaughterhouse, and went straight to a warehouse in the southeast.

After arriving at the place, he didn't knock on the door in a hurry.

Instead, he looked at the ground on the right, where there was a pot of meat.

This is the secret code, which means "open for business, safe".

If there is a pot of cactus on display, it means "the business is temporarily closed because of the wind."

The slaughterhouse is just a disguise.

Lu Xun's nominal "apprentice" identity is also a disguise.

This is actually a prosthetic hospital operated without a license, also known as a "black clinic".

It's just that the old octopus disguised himself so perfectly that nearly a thousand employees of the slaughterhouse didn't know the truth.

There are only two prosthetic doctors in this small clinic. In addition to Old Octopus, there is also Lu Xun himself.

Only they and some old customers can understand the secret codes hidden in the flowerpots.

Lu Xun never showed up to receive medical treatment.

Every time, I change my clothes, put on my mask and sunglasses, and then I go to the customers.

Therefore, only Old Octopus in the world knows his true identity.

After all, it is against the regulations to open a rogue clinic, let alone a prosthetic hospital.

Once caught, you will face huge fines, or even criminal liability in serious cases.

So you can never be too cautious!

Bang Bang——

Lu Xun knocked on the door. Not long after, there were footsteps approaching from behind the door.

The other party already knew the identity of the visitor through surveillance, so he opened the door with confidence.

"The little bastard is finally here, I'm almost dying of anxiety!"

The old voice was slightly hoarse, and an old man over sixty years old appeared in front of him.

He had a large bald patch on his head, with only some messy gray hair on his temples and surrounding areas.

The left and right eyeballs were replaced with electronic eyes of different models, one large and one small, one red and one green; the ears were also replaced with cat-like mechanical prostheses.

In addition, the hands and feet are all mechanical, with a cold metallic sheen.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the six mechanical arms on his back, some thick and some thin, retractable and foldable, with different shapes, like six octopus tentacles.

This old man is Lin Sheng, nicknamed "The Octopus Butcher".

A former master prosthetist.

In a very serious medical accident, Old Octopus had his license revoked, fined him all his money, and was deprived of his right to reside in the Special Administrative Region.

He is also Lu Xun’s mentor.

But for some reasons, there is no master-disciple relationship between the two, only a relationship of interest.

"You haven't modified that nano-wing yet? Today is the deadline, boy."

The old octopus eagerly dragged Lu Xun inside and said in an anxious and irritable tone, "This is an old customer. We can't lose our credibility."

"You don't need to teach me how to do things." Lu Xun glanced at him coldly and threw his schoolbag to him: "If it weren't for the sake of money, I wouldn't do this disgusting job!"

Just to modify this crappy prosthetic body, he skipped two weeks of classes and didn't even go to the opening ceremony.

A centaur, holding the hippopotamus' mechanical wing, asked Lu Xun to help install it on it... Is he crazy? !

Different races have different physical structures.

Therefore, the same model of prosthetic products cannot be used by multiple ethnic groups.

When purchasing a prosthetic body, you have to tell the seller which race you belong to, provide detailed data on the body, and even more detailed, you have to specify which blood branch of the race.

After all, the elves are also divided into night elves, blood elves, green elves and so on.

Mechanical wings customized for the hippos and installed on centaurs?

Although you both bring a "horse", it's completely cross-species!

Lu Xun refused at the time, saying he couldn't do it.

The old octopus begged him for many days, but he remained unmoved.

In the end, the reason why I took it was because the other party added money...

Lu Xun used his "omniscient right hand" to analyze the body of the centaur, and then spent two weeks to modify the prosthetic wing into a model suitable for the centaur.

"Don't be so resentful. I know it's really difficult for you to do this, but isn't it better to make money?"

The old octopus opened his schoolbag, put his robotic arm in and took out it.

He quickly took out a fist-sized nano-metal ball.

After activation, the sphere slowly unfolds and flows like fine sand.

In the blink of an eye, the original shape appears, transforming into a pair of mechanical wings with a wingspan of more than eight meters, which is very cool!

Nanomaterials are not commonly used in prosthetic manufacturing. Although they are easy to store and have cool effects, their practicality is very average.

Only wing prostheses are used more.

The pair of mechanical wings in front of him were different in many ways from the last time he saw them. It was obvious that they had been greatly modified by Lu Xun.

"Haha, I knew you had this ability."

The old octopus's eyes shone, he couldn't help laughing, and he praised Lu Xun.

"I have to remind you something, that centaur lied." Lu Xun's tone suddenly became serious.