Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

After meeting the two basic conditions of flight and identification, it becomes a bloody battle between the first-rate rats.

Whether it's getting a good deal on the goods in the garbage waterfall or snatching the goods from other rats, it's all about fighting.

This is a head-on battle with combat equipment.

The three mice flying in front looked at each other and knew each other well.

Let’s kill the guy at the end first!

Normally, a junk spaceship can only make a small profit for two first-class rats, but today, three of them came.

If everyone gets along in harmony, it will be good if we don't lose money.

But there is a young boy today. If you kill him, you might make a fortune!

Karl looked at the three people above him who suddenly slowed down and grinned slightly.

"Fortunately, I have prepared seventeen plans to deal with today's moment of fame."

"Although the three first-class mice and even the cactus are indeed a bit tricky, it's not impossible to deal with."

He reached out and tapped on the left side of the mask.

drop!

A red message appeared on the transparent blue mask.

This is the information sent to his mask after the red wristband scanned the entire garbage waterfall and the three rats, recorded and analyzed it.

The Crimson Bracers are no ordinary civilian or combat bracers. They are the first generation bracers with a supercomputer processor.

In the past, supercomputing chips were only available to people within the third ring, installed behind the ears or even in the back of the head.

After all, this is the top technology, and only they can enjoy supercomputing chips.

In the past few years, the production of supercomputing chips has increased significantly, and a series of supercomputing products have appeared, such as supercomputing masks, supercomputing glasses, etc., but without exception, they are all worn on the face, allowing the eyes to receive information instantly The product.

The most advanced among them is the super-computing prosthetic eye, where information appears wherever you look.

The second-generation red wristband launched last year is the first-generation wristband with a supercomputing processor.

The concept of Liberty Technology Company in launching this product is no longer to put the most valuable information in front of customers immediately, but to perfectly unleash the performance of supercomputing chips.

Although the heat dissipation of the supercomputer chip is not much, it is installed behind the ears or even in the back of the head. For the human brain, the temperature increase of a few degrees of the supercomputer can also cause very serious consequences.

Under normal circumstances, the chip in the brain has a constant temperature. Even if the frequency is increased, the upper limit is locked. The maximum increase is one to two degrees.

Products such as supercomputer masks can improve heat dissipation a lot. Even if it is a few degrees or more than ten degrees higher than the human body temperature, it will be no problem. At most, the user will feel dry eyes and a high temperature on the face.

But products worn on the face cannot escape the word lightweight.

So Liberty Technology Company took a different approach and chose to install the supercomputing chip on the wristband, equipped with various scanning and heat dissipation devices, making almost perfect use of all the performance of the supercomputing chip.

The cost of miniature mechanical devices is much lower than that of miniature biological devices. Therefore, the red wristbands are not only powerful in performance, but also much lower in price than supercomputer masks and other products.

This is something that no one expected. After all, wristbands with screens are an old thing that was eliminated more than a hundred years ago.

But unexpectedly, the red wristbands quickly gained popularity among a large number of users, especially second- and third-ring users.

Most of them are researchers and wealthy businessmen, and they all need more supercomputing performance to assist their work. The convenience and coolness of supercomputing prosthetic eyes are not that serious, while a wristband with a screen is a Economical and affordable choice.

After Carl obtained the red wristband, he immediately spray-painted it to change the color, and added a few parts to cover the screen. Only then was he able to successfully cover up others' eyes and return to his den.

He spent almost all his savings to expand and modify the red wristband, from a lightweight wristband less than half an arm wide to a gauntlet covering the entire arm. Even the screen he saw now was External.

He even faked the appearance of the most famous arm armor. Some mice who knew him thought he was using an old product from more than a hundred years ago. No one thought that it was an arm armor with a supercomputer chip.

There is no way. Although people in City No. 7 don't care whether supercomputing chips end up in the garbage factory, supercomputing components are only for civilian use for a few years. They are top-notch technological products and the iteration speed is not fast. In addition, the price is high. Indeed, not a single supercomputing chip has ended up in the garbage dump.

The first time he used the Crimson Bracers, no, the Thunder Armguards, Carl discovered a problem, that is, as a third-class rat, there are limits.

What they eat is leftovers. Most of the time, they can only find some intact, or even slightly damaged, dirty mechanical parts, repair and clean them by themselves, and exchange them for some credits to buy survival supplies.

Even if he is indeed much more efficient than before, his income will only increase by 50%.

So he spent half a year fighting the garbage wave, and emptied all his savings, planning to take a chance and become a first-class rat.

The three people in front of him are all enemies on his promotion route.

This is not a warm group, but a life-and-death predatory ground!

Carl was very familiar with the ruthless style of the garbage dump, and he instantly judged that the three of them were going to join forces to eat him.

But at this moment, the mantis is chasing the cicada, and the oriole is behind. It is not certain who is the cicada, the mantis, or the oriole!

Under the supercomputer's scanning, Karl pressed a button on his waist, and instantly, an inexplicable frequency shot out.

呲味——

The flying device of the cactus suffered from intermittent power shortage. With a weight of 400 kilograms, it was invincible on the ground, but in the air, it was a huge burden.

He lost his balance and fell downwards.

Karl calculated the path and hit it directly.

Bang!

It's just a slight change in angle, but if it's high enough, the landing point and the place where it falls will be completely different.

What's more, this is the path calculated by Karl.

The cactus was knocked directly into the garbage waterfall by surprise, and landed on the top of the garbage mountain with a thud.

The subsequent garbage fell directly and buried him.

He was already dead. When he was knocked into the garbage waterfall, a huge iron piece directly opened his skull. When it fell on the garbage mountain, his pink and tender brain was shed on the ground.

Karl raised his head and smiled brightly, but the two rats who lowered their heads to observe the situation shuddered and turned around to escape.

Look, there’s no need to prepare a coffin, this garbage mountain is your tomb!

Although they are also first-class rats, they can accept losing once or twice. There is no need to fight to the death with a murderous maniac.

After all, even the famous cactus died in his hands.

There may be a new big shot at Garbage Disposal Site No. 3.

Carl monopolized the entire garbage waterfall, and after obtaining a lot of goods with the help of the mechanical arm behind his back, he quickly disappeared in front of the other rats.

In a deserted corner, he held on to the device next to him and vomited, but nothing came out.

He has always been cautious and cautious. Even though he has lived in a life-and-death situation like a garbage dump since he was a child, he rarely takes action and always mainly sneaks away.

If you really want to count, this is the first time he has killed someone, and he is still a notorious junkyard bully.

An energetic girl's voice suddenly sounded, right next to him.

"That person is vomiting. Wow, vomiting. I can't help it anymore. I want to vomit too. It's really smelly here. Xia Zhihui, do you have a mask that can remove the odor?"

"Mituki, I am a human, not Doraemon."

"What is Doraemon?"

The male voice who answered was obviously silent for a moment.

"I'm not a universal wish machine."

"I understand. If you don't have it, just say no. Do you want to do something weird?"

Karl looked up and saw three women and two men, all of them beauties.

Ha, that’s interesting.