courier in movie world

Chapter 607 Alita

Yide's face changed.

"I'll go back right now."

He nodded at Mo Sen, "Nice to meet you, but there is obviously something wrong with me, let's talk another day."

"do your stuff."

Mawson didn't say anything more.Watching Yide rushing into the clinic, he also closed the door when he entered, and then hung a sign that said it was closed for lunch and closed.

Through the glass of the front door, Mo Sen saw a slender, beautiful girl with ear-length black hair stumbling down the stairs.

The girl was wearing ordinary home clothes. Her body was made of machinery from the neck down. It seemed that she had just completed the transformation and was still a little uncomfortable.

A pair of big bright eyes are full of confusion and exploration.

"It seems that apart from recovering from his own injuries, Yide should have been busy helping Alita assemble her body in the past few days."

Mawson thought.

At this time, the outer glass changed color, and Mawson could no longer see anything inside.

When it was noon, there were fewer people on the street and the sun was high. Mo Sen was not in the mood to continue lying down, so he dragged the wicker chair back to the room.

For the next whole day, he didn't come to any business.

Many people would rather wait for Dr. Yide to open again than try his new clinic.

Mo Sen was not in a hurry. Although he didn't need food to supplement his body's energy, he still tried to pretend to be a normal person and eat on time.

Until 10:00 in the evening, there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and the rest of the surrounding shops were closed one after another. Mo Sen waited until the end, until there was only his only open store left on the whole street, and then slowly to pack up.

When closing the door, through the crack of the door, he saw a thin figure appearing at the side door of the clinic diagonally opposite.

The darkness couldn't block Mo Sen's sight at all. Although the opponent was disguised first, Mo Sen recognized him at a glance.

"A bounty hunter?"

"How short of money is this, so that he will continue to hunt criminals when he is physically injured."

Shaking his head, Mo Sen didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, so he closed the door tightly and went back to rest.

During the recent period, this kind of ordinary life has gradually stabilized Mo Sen's mood, and even relaxed his nervous spirit.

The most intuitive expression is the unity and balance of the body, and there is still a lot of time, so he simply integrated into the life here in a relatively relaxed rhythm.

The night in Scrap Iron Town was not peaceful.

Mawson heard at least three arguments that took place on the street that night.When he opened for business early in the morning, he could still see several sanitation workers cleaning up blood stains on street corners.

"Recently, it has become more and more uneven. I heard that another woman was mutilated on the street, and her internal organs were scattered everywhere." An elderly man muttered while cleaning up the garbage.

"If you want me to tell you, don't come out at night."

Another old man was a little angry, "Implement a curfew after eight o'clock, and let those centurions patrol the entire street to see who dares to continue to commit crimes."

"Don't you need money to support so many centurions?"

"It's all our fault for our low lives. How can a real big man pay attention to these things." The old man raised his head and looked at Salem, who was faintly discernible in the morning mist.

"When can I go up and take a look? Even if it's just a glance, I'll be content to die!"

"Don't dream, hurry up and work." Another old man urged.

There is a stark contrast between the prosperity of Salem and the dilapidation of the scrap iron town, which is something that Mo Sen has never been able to understand.

Even in the border city, although the central city is much more prosperous than the lower city, the infrastructure that the lower city should have is still there, but here, Scrap Iron Town and Salem are like products of two different civilizations.

One seems to be stuck in the steam age, while the other has stepped into the interstellar age.

Mo Sen became more and more curious about Salem.

Mo Sen still had nothing to do all day long, and the Yide clinic on the opposite side did not open. The time passed like this until one morning two days later, the door of the clinic opened.

Yide led a slender, delicate girl out of the room.

The metal prosthetic limbs on the girl's body are covered with a milky white shell like beautiful jade.

It looks slightly metallic, but extremely delicate. Her body alone is enough to buy Yide's entire store.

Yide is like a kind father, explaining something to the girl while walking, until he saw Mo Sen not far away, he took the girl and walked over together.

"Hi, Mosen, how's the business going?" Yide greeted with a smile.

"Obviously, people here like you better."

Mo Sen shrugged and put on a helpless look.

"Sorry, it's not that I intend to disturb the market price, but that the people here are really not easy..."

He sighed.

"It's all about survival."

"I understand, I understand, if you've been here, I'm afraid I'm going to consider changing another industry." Mo Sen joked with a smile.

"Are you a doctor too?"

At this moment, Alita, who was standing aside, tilted her head and asked suddenly.

"It's all my fault. I was so busy talking, I forgot to introduce you."

"This is my daughter Alita."

"This is Mawson."

"You haven't answered my question yet, are you a doctor?" Alita asked again after exchanging pleasantries.

For some reason, standing next to this strange man, she always felt panicked, and her whole body became tense.

"As you can see."

"It's just that I'm better at healing people than machines."

Having said that, Mo Sen glanced at Yide.

"Doctor Yide, your mental condition is not very good. You should rest more."

"Really?" Yide laughed and laughed.

"Maybe it's because I've stayed up too late lately."

At this moment, a group of big men in different outfits came from a distance, with a bearded man and a bald head at the head.

Seeing Mo Sen, they immediately surrounded him.

"Mr. Mosen, thank you for your generous help before. I went back to publicize it. Everyone in the factory is willing to accept your conditions, but there are too many people there, and many people cannot leave their jobs."

"So can I trouble you to make a trip in person? Go to the scene and help us take a look?"

The bearded man said with some embarrassment.

Just a few days ago, Mo Sen successfully rescued Roman who had stepped into the gate of hell. Not only did he not charge too much, he was even willing to maintain mechanical prosthetics for all the workers in the factory at a low price.

For these low-level workers, transforming a metal prosthetic almost emptied their savings, where there is usually no money for careful maintenance, and they will make do with what they can.

Even if they change parts, they dare not go to regular stores. In the end, no one is willing to undertake their maintenance work.

After all, the price of replacement parts is enough to install a new pair of metal prosthetics.

"Ok."

Without any hesitation, Mo Sen said hello to Yide and the two, then went back to pack up the tools, and then left surrounded by everyone.

　Thank you book friend Fanjie for the monthly pass. Is it these two words? (⌒`), I can’t type your name.sorry...

　　
　
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