Cross the collapsing iron and rebuild Yaliluo

Xia Zhihui originally thought he would wait a few days, but the sandstorm stopped the next morning.

Karl put on the mechanical suit, explained excitedly, and then left the hotel.

Several people gathered in Xia Zhihui's room.

Karl said to let them wait while he went out to buy some things first so that he would be less conspicuous when entering City No. 7.

Five beauties, in Barlow Town, someone has evil intentions, but after hearing about the tragic situation of Leonard and the others being beaten in the garbage dump, they will not take action easily.

But if you go to City No. 7, it will be different.

The chaebols and gangs in City No. 7 are much more cruel and ruthless than the gangsters in this town.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you can make some disguises.

And since several people have hired Karl as a tour guide, they still choose to consider his suggestions.

When he came back, the robotic arm behind him was still carrying a box.

"I bought some second-hand mechanical sets for you to use."

Xia Zhihui opened the box and saw that it was all filled with mechanical arms and the like, and there was even a small box.

Karl handed the small box to March Qi.

"This is a pair of cosmetic contact lenses. Your eyes are very beautiful. They can be disguised as super-computer prosthetic eyes, but the super-computer prosthetic eyes will have a red line around the pupils. They were lent to me by the fashion-conscious guys in Barlow Town. of."

Then he picked up two more mechanical palms and handed them to Xing.

"This is a multi-functional mechanical glove. You can just put it on your hand."

There is also a mechanical bust armor and a mechanical mask in the box now.

Dan Heng and Xia Zhihui looked at each other, and then reached out to the mask in unison.

Neither of them wanted to move around in a mechanical half-suit.

Wearing a mask is so easy, who wants to wear half armor.

At this moment, what matters is hand speed.

Dan Heng's palm had already been pressed on the mask, and when he was about to grab it, Xia Zhihui's fingers arrived.

The next moment, the mask disappeared, and Xia Zhihui withdrew his hand and pressed it against his face.

When the mechanical mask appeared in his hand, it was already pressed on his face.

Dan Heng sighed helplessly, picked up the half-armor and put it on.

March 7 smiled.

"Haha, the almighty Teacher Dan Heng is also here today!"

"As expected of you, Xia Zhihui, it's so fun!"

Ji Zi looked at the empty box and asked curiously.

"What about me? Why didn't I?"

Karl scratched his head.

"Don't you have a toolbox? I remember when I was teaching before, the toolbox showed various transformations. Just change it into any one."

Himeko nodded.

That's right, there's no need to wear second-hand ones.

Just like that, everyone set off behind Carl in disguise.

The destination this time was the station in Barlow Town. Karl was going to take everyone on a vehicle traveling between City No. 7 and Barlow Town.

According to him, this time it was not a large truck, but a dune off-road vehicle with six thick wheels.

The driver was a female driver named Boer, who was strong and generous.

People around her called her Iron-Armed Burr, and Karl called her Auntie Burr.

She has short black hair, and her right arm and half of her face have been replaced by machines.

Seeing Karl coming with a few people, the people around him joked.

"Iron Arm, this guy Karl is trying to attract clients for you!"

"It's not in vain that you gave him a free ticket in the first place!"

Karl smiled sheepishly and explained to the people behind him.

"When I was a kid, I went to City No. 7, and my grandfather took me on Auntie Boer's car. I was still young, so Auntie Boer waived my fare."

"When grandpa was here, I went to City No. 7 quite often, but after my grandpa passed away, I almost never went to City No. 7."

"I didn't expect that everyone at the station would still remember me."

An uncle driver whose neck was replaced by a machine did not open his mouth, and the sound was emitted from his chin.

"Of course, the people in Junkyard No. 3 are either vicious fugitives or old stubborns who stick to their own opinions. Only your grandfather is open-minded and is willing to take you to City No. 7 to gain knowledge."

His vocal cords have been completely damaged and have now been replaced with speakers mounted right on his chin.

There is even a transparent protective cover on the outside, and there are two round holes on both sides of the cheek.

It seemed a bit unclear, but Xia Zhihui figured it out after a little thought.

If it's not a vocal aid, it's an inlet for infusing nutrients.

Behind him, someone shouted.

"Sister Boer, come quickly, a customer is coming!"

"coming!"

Not long after, a stocky aunt squeezed through the surrounding drivers.

"Karl?"

"You kid, you have figured it out and want to find a job in the city?"

Carl shook his head.

"No, this time I came to see Aunt Boer after receiving a request from several people."

"I'm quite famous in the garbage dump now, so you don't have to worry about me."

Aunt Bell smiled and nodded.

"Well, I won't rush you. You have been an independent kid since you were a child."

"Although your grandfather didn't leave you much, he taught you all the principles of life. When you save enough money, you must continue to study."

"Well, don't worry."

After a short conversation, Karl explained his purpose to Aunt Boer.

Aunt Boer stretched out her mechanical arm and slapped Karl hard, causing him to sway.

Karl grinned and held back his words.

"What a good boy, you actually remember to help me get business!"

"A person with one thousand credits will receive six thousand credits thanks to you!"

Xia Zhihui also reached out and patted Karl's shoulder, then took out 6,000 credits from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Please take stock."

Aunt Boer stuffed the credits into the robotic arm without hesitation, and within a few seconds, the robotic arm counted up.

She raised her hand and looked.

"Six thousand credits, that's right. Please get in the car. Do you want to buy some water?"

Xia Zhihui shook his head.

When Aunt Boer saw this, she didn't give much advice.

Anyway, the route from Barlow Town to City No. 7 has been monopolized by the station, and she is one of the most prestigious people at the station.

This group of guests didn’t bring their own water, so they might have packed it in their bodies.

Anyway, many people now have their internal organs eviscerated and are living on life support devices.

Not only is the life support device stronger and more durable than the internal organs, it can even free up a small space inside the body for personal belongings.

Under the leadership of Aunt Bo, the five people sat in the back seat facing each other, while Jizi sat in the passenger seat.

hum-

The engine of the dune buggy did not roar like a tiger as Xia Zhihui imagined. Instead, it started successfully with only a slight vibration and a slight hum.

After driving smoothly into the desert, the tall tires and special tread patterns provide excellent grip, making the vehicle more stable in the sand.

Looking at the golden desert, Xia Zhihui took out his parasol and handed it to Xing and March Qi across from him.

Both Dan Heng and Karl rejected the headscarf he handed over, and he did not prepare any for himself. Instead, he began to think about this dune buggy.

This electric performance seems a bit strong?

Is Keterstar’s battery technology worth introducing?

After all, the earth's essence is ready to burn, and only automatic robots and very few equipment are equipped with batteries.

Think about it.