American Comics: Beginning with Luke the Maker

Chapter 23 New Contract

"How?" Looking at Snoke who took off his helmet, Luke asked with a smile.

"I remembered something bad." Snoke's voice was a little low.

Luke shrugged, "Although you have already signed the contract, there are some things that I think you need to ask again."

Hearing this, Snoke raised his eyes to look at Luke who was walking beside him.

"What did General Evra tell you?" Luke stuffed a piece of [dark chocolate] into his hand and motioned him to eat it: "My laboratory product has the taste of chocolate, but it can calm the memory after the memory surges." sequelae."

Snoke didn't refuse Luke's kindness. The only intact left hand took the [chocolate] handed over by Luke, and skillfully bit open the package with his teeth. Dark Chocolate】stuffed it all into his mouth, while chewing silently, he looked at his mutilated right arm, and the look on his face seemed to be recalling.

"He just said that with you, there might be a way to get me back to normal."

"Didn't he mention the risks?"

"I don't care about that." Snoke swallowed the chocolate in his mouth. It may be due to psychological factors. He felt that his mind, which was churning just now, had indeed calmed down a lot, allowing him to think more. "For me, the risks of being able to get back to normal, I don't care. They don't care."

Snooker refers to those outsiders who have signed the same contract as him.

"Do you long for the battlefield?" Luke glanced at an information document compiled by Queen Bai and asked.

Snoke was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"why?"

"Besides the battlefield, I don't know what else I can do?" Snoke said calmly. He had seen many retired soldiers, and many of them couldn't find a new way of life. The skills brought out by them also made them become the minions of gangs or mercenary legions.And for someone like him who retired with an injury and no relatives and family, besides finding some jobs other than repairmen, most of them can only drink to relieve their worries every day.

"I've read some of your information. After retiring, you didn't give up on yourself like many people outside. On the contrary, you are very self-disciplined." Luke said, observing the snooker who was silently looking at him, and smiled with satisfaction Laughing, he didn't ask any more questions or probe further, but said bluntly: "If you are eager for the battlefield and fighting, then maybe we can sign a new contract."

Snoke remained silent, as if waiting for Luke's next words.However, Luke didn't mean to continue. He whispered to the person next to him to take his place to replace him for the screening, and waved to the standing straight Snoke, gesturing him to follow.The two passed through the crowd, passed through the room, and came to another place similar to a laboratory.

There are more and more access control and cameras along the way. With the experience and vision of snooker, I didn't find any dead spots.Luke took him all the way to brush his face like this, and stopped in an elevator that went directly to the third basement floor. The elevator door opened to both sides, and then the picture that caught his eyes, with the calm tempered on the snooker battlefield, couldn't help it. lost his mind!
A mechanical creation with a height of ten meters filled his entire eye sockets with a kind of brutality and brutality!Let Snook his eyes see nothing but it.Although it looks ugly, with all kinds of mechanical parts exposed and densely tingling circuits, it looks like a semi-finished product, but this does not hinder Snoke's first glance at it. impression.

"What is this? Some kind of mechanical armor?" Snoke asked Luke for the first time. He pointed to the huge monster in his eyes, and his eyes were full of him.He even saw a muscular man with a temperament similar to his, who should have been a soldier, naked to the waist, and several researchers were constantly assembling and locking devices on him. It looked like his One arm seemed to be covered with a mechanical arm sleeve.

"You can think so." Luke glanced over there casually.

Mecha is a man's romance, this sentence is not bad.

But this kind of romance, he has seen too much in a certain world, and his heart has long been calm.What's more, in his cognition, the saying that mechs are a man's romance should be corrected to mean that all metal creations full of mechanical and violent beauty are men's romance.

"What are they doing?" A rare look of interest appeared on Snoke's face.

Seeing his appearance, Luke simply turned around and led him over: "It's just an experiment, you can take a closer look."

Snoke, who walked to the railing of the test area and stopped, looked seriously at the test not far away.When he saw the experimenter with the robotic arm clenched his fist, and the huge metal creature behind him, which he had been paying attention to, also raised his metal arm and clenched his fist simultaneously, his eyes almost burst out. Intense brilliance.

"The synaesthesia system is paired with machinery, and the result is a near-synchronous coherence between humans and machinery. How about it, how does it feel?" Luke took the initiative to explain as if he knew what Snoke was thinking.Of course, he didn't explain in detail what technology was used in it, etc., which are unnecessary for snooker.

"Is this the technology that can bring me back to normal?" Snoke turned to look at Luke with burning eyes.

"Of course it's impossible." Luke directly denied Snoke's conjecture, and continued under his stunned gaze: "Do you know how expensive it is to manufacture a synaesthesia system now? Ordinary limbs are disabled. This kind of technology. To put it bluntly, the price of ordinary smart prosthetics already makes ordinary people feel pressured."

"Of course, you're different." Under Snooker's slightly cooled gaze, Luke reminded: "New contract."

"New contract?" Snook chewed on his lips. He knew that there might be some harsher or other conditions in this new contract, but he didn't care.When he saw that big guy, he developed a lot of good feelings for this place.

"It's just a long-term security contract." Luke was straightforward. "I need you to help me build a strong elite squad, this squad is only obedient to me. You can choose your players, of course, it is best to be players who are in the same situation as you. I can provide you with the best armed forces , the most powerful equipment, and maintain updates for a long time.

All you have to do is to help me solve some secret troubles and enemies, and verify the equipment data and experience you use. "

(End of this chapter)