Bring Interstellar to the end of the world

Chapter 62
In the relatively deserted metal products area of ​​the bazaar, some people gathered in the middle of the road, even though the vehicles behind kept honking their horns, there was no intention of moving, and the driver could only choose to make a detour.

Tang Yan thought it was General Wang and Sanpao who were in trouble, and hurried forward, ignoring the angry eyes of the onlookers, and directly crashed into the crowd, causing ghosts to cry and wolves to howl.

The Death's Head armor without the jet pack has reduced mobility, but the hardness is still there. The arm armor, knee pads, and combat boots are all made of metal parts. You can imagine what will happen to residents wearing single clothes if they encounter it.

"Oh, you don't have eyes..."

"Boy, are you courting death?"

"Squeeze what?"

Being scolded by someone is definitely not a pleasant thing to do, but the corners of Tang Yan's mouth curled up slightly.

The system has just prompted to accept the emotional feedback of the level of dissatisfaction, and the reward point will increase by 15.

"Go away." There was a tall guy in front of him blocking the way, and he pushed him aside.

The man had strong muscles, strong limbs, and the scar on his forehead passed through his right eye and extended to the root of his ear.

People who often walk around the market are familiar with him. Scar-faced - the butcher of Liu Ji's butcher shop. It is said that he was a plunderer in the previous years when the harvest was bad. He killed many people and even took away the scavengers' bodies. The corpses were dismembered and made into scarecrows, which were erected near the camp to intimidate fellow travelers passing by.

Nobody wants to mess with such a vicious character.

However, at this moment, being pushed away by the visitor, he didn't even dare to fart, he just glared and was very angry.

Tang Yan was a little disappointed, because that man had a silver pewter tip.

Just now, the system prompted to harvest 11 reward points, which stemmed from the other party's dissatisfaction and fear.

Did that scare the man?He thought that the other party would be so angry that he would kill him for revenge.

How did he know that the cruelty and viciousness emitted by the death head armor wearing a helmet is even better than that of the reaper armor.

He didn't even think about it. Before, whether it was the Black Saint bandits or the Pandaren legionnaires, they were a group of ruthless people wallowing in a pile of dead people. They were not comparable to the residents of Gem City who were used to a stable life.

For his cruelty and domineering, bystanders can at most curse a few words and speak angry words.If you want to draw out a gun to decide life and death, even if you give them ten guts, they will not dare.

"what."

It was only when he got to the bottom of the crowd that he realized that he had made a mistake. San Pao and General Wang were not here.

He was at a loss and looked back at Zang Feng.

The legion commander raised his finger and pointed to it.

Tang Yan followed his direction and looked.

After the expansion of Gem City, the scattered old wooden houses in the audience area were demolished, and "apartment areas" composed of iron sheets and masonry structures were built.

The tallest rostrum on the west side of the stadium has been transformed into the residence of the governor and Gem City executives. The rooms extending from both sides of the rostrum are generally occupied by prominent figures in the city.

If the container area where Beethoven is located is a civilian street, and the capsule room (also called a coffin room) transformed from a train carriage in the north of the stadium is a slum, then the apartment inside the stadium is a rich area, and the higher the residence, the higher the status. revered.

Tang Yan saw a touch of whiteness.

As the cook said, "It's white and silky, with a light touch and a curve."

On the left and right of the white is a translucent fishing net, wrapped in a pleasing plump white.

He froze, remembering a code name and the person it represented.

white widow.

It was just like the cook described it. She was sitting on a beach chair on the glass balcony extending from the second-highest apartment in the stadium. She held a cigarette in her right hand and a red wine glass and radio on her left hand while listening to the soft music played on the radio. , while enjoying the evening breeze.

So many people standing below just to see that woman?
It's impossible for her not to know what's going on below, knowing the consequences of doing so and continuing to do it, she can only say that she likes to see men crazy about her and obsessed with her body.

"Let's go." Tang Yan lost interest after looking at it for a second, and he and Zang Feng left the best "viewing" area and walked to Mr. Skillful Hand's workshop.

The person who had just been pushed away by him stood back to his original position and continued to look at the scenery above his head.

Follow the road to the end and turn left. What catches Tang Yan's eyes is a metal plaque wrapped with many wires and light tubes.It looks rusty during the day, but when night comes, those lamps will emit colorful light, spelling out the four characters "Mr. Skillful Hands".

Compared with the technology tree of the StarCraft world, although the transistor was not invented until the middle of the 21st century in this world, nuclear fusion and robot technology are developing rapidly.

Just as Mr. Skillful Hands is not a dexterous man, but a robot that can do many kinds of work. It uses a propeller to keep its body suspended in the air. On it is a round metal body and three eyeballs arranged in letters, capable of 360 degrees. Observe the surrounding environment without blind angle.

The upper point is 3 robotic arms, equipped with different components according to the working environment.

By matching different programs, Mr. Skillful Hands can be a craftsman, a medical staff, a chef, a soldier, a translator, or even a childcare nanny.

There is information showing that there are similar robots in the United States on the other side of the ocean. The difference is that the robotic arms are located under the body and around the thrusters.

Before the outbreak of the nuclear war, engineers from China and the United States had a war of words over who copied whom.

Back to Mr. Handy's workshop, the shop owner named it this way precisely because there is a Mr. Handy robot in the store.

In the old days, families with slightly better conditions could basically afford Mr. Handy. It was not a rare thing. After the outbreak of the nuclear war, most of the robots were destroyed by the war, and only a few of them could still run, so they owned a robot. It has become a relatively luxurious thing.

The Mr. Skillful Hand of Mr. Skillful Hand Workshop only needs to replace the nuclear energy battery regularly to run 24 hours a day, which supports the operation of the workshop to a large extent.Many residents of Gem City even boast that if they own a skillful robot, they can reach the height of old Yantou-the old Yantou is the boss of Mr. Skillful Hand's workshop.

Coming outside Mr. Skillful Hand's workshop, Tang Yan finally knew what the "trouble" General Wang was talking about.

There were five people around outside the cargo compartment of the modified pickup truck, staring fiercely at Sanpao and the mechanical exoskeleton of the cargo compartment.

General Wang's face was bruised and it looked like he had been beaten.

A 50-year-old man in a blue-gray tunic suit stands in front of the repair warehouse of Mr. Skillful Hands' workshop. Behind him is Mr. Skillful Hands, repeating the security regulations of the Jewel City.

"According to Paragraph 7 of Article 15 of the Jewelry City Public Security Regulations, fighting of various natures is prohibited in the bazaar, and offenders will be sentenced to imprisonment for more than [-] days and less than [-] days, and double the price for damage to merchant goods and public facilities. Compensation will be made, and if the circumstances are serious, they may be expelled from Gem City."

PS: Let me talk a little off topic, but also from my heart, there are a lot, just skip it if you don’t want to read it.

Some people say that you, the author, are inflated, that the beginning of the article is so hostile, and that you are irresponsible to the readers, 88.Some people say, ah, this kind of system seems to be going the route of the Virgin Mary, slipping away.
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_-! Be ruthless, some people say darkness, some people say goodness, and some people say the Virgin Mary, I am very helpless, okay?

I know that Doomsday Literature is very cool now, but I just crashed into this maelstrom. It’s not that I don’t understand market preferences.Let’s just talk about Marvel and Zhutian themed novels. As long as the title of the book has these two words, it means it will bring its own traffic. You must know that newcomers writing Marvel-themed novels can add more collections by recommending them on one list than by recommending them on my two lists. .Why do I insist on writing about boring subjects and working hard to come up with plots? Because I want to write a good story. Whether it suits your taste is a matter of personal preference. I welcome your suggestions. If you really don’t like it, just delete the book and leave. There’s no need. Leave a message in the book review area to show your superiority and vent your emotions.

I happened to see a post this afternoon, talking about Linghu Chong in Mr. Jin’s Swordsman. I don’t want to talk about other things, but just the story of Linghu Chong’s befriending Tian Boguang, a thief. Some people say that when I was a child, I only looked at it from Linghu Chong’s perspective. It was very satisfying. When I grew up and thought more about it, I realized that Linghu Chong was a bastard.

For example, I believe that every book friend will have one or two second-generation officials or second-generation rich friends. If that person is generous, loyal, and helps you a lot, but the money he uses is his father's greed or You earned it in a disgraceful way, how should you thank this friend?Or should I be resentful?

Xiaoao Jianghu, why did you choose such a name?From my personal point of view, it is nothing more than the pursuit of a kind of individual detachment, not the meaning of showing off "powerfulness" or "surmounting the Jianghu". In fact, the story of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng is the finishing touch of the whole novel.

Baidu Encyclopedia has a bit of an explanation of Mr. Jin's creative background in writing this novel. Friends who like it can read it.

In fact, I’m not talking about this matter to argue with you, but just want to say, as a thoughtful individual, please have the most basic respect for the efforts and lives of others, even some people you don’t like.

(End of this chapter)