Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Prosthetic limbs?" The store owner looked at the group of people in front of him. "It seems that you all have good arms and legs, so there is no need for them."

"We're just asking," Nanding said. "Besides, it's not for your own use. It's all for business. You can transport it to other places and make a profit by reselling it."

In the upper city or inner city of the depression lagoon, in a mechanical repair shop, a group of people were chatting with the shop owner, and they were the ones who hid their identities and infiltrated into the noble caravan.

The meeting with the mechanic taught Nanding a lesson. He did not take the Ember Warriors who had undergone mechanized transformation on this outing, but let the warriors of the wandering tribe follow him.

However, after listening to her words, the boss laughed: "I have been here in the lagoon for many years, and this is the first time I heard that someone wants to start a mechanical prosthetic business. Girl, you don't have much experience in business, right?"

"The boss is right," Nan Ding was stunned. Shi Cha on the side came up to grab her and said secretly: "Prosthetics are extremely expensive to use. Some swords made by master craftsmen cannot be sold. At this price, the poor can’t afford it, the rich can’t afford it, and the sales are limited.”

In this world, most of the people with mutilated limbs are injured people at the bottom or front-line soldiers, but they are obviously not the audience for high-quality mechanical prostheses. The rich, wealthy businessmen and nobles have no chance to fight in battle. Only the more powerful high-level ones can The strong may use it, but they have strong resilience, and there are options such as limb transplantation... After all these are eliminated, the remaining ones are the target customers.

Therefore, as soon as Nanding said he wanted to start a prosthetic business, the shop owner saw the flaw.

This female doctor secretly said something bad. She is not a person who lacks common sense. She has done almost all the mechanical transformation surgeries in the Ember Order. It can be said that from the swamp to the flash, no one has actual understanding of mechanical prosthetics. surpassed her, including her teacher Dr. Zhong... But as the boss said, she was indeed not proficient in merchants and goods and did not understand the value of the outside world.

The entire sect has about a dozen prosthetic limbs when dismantled, all provided by the Grand Leader, and they all come from the technology hunters and relay stations in the Kingdom of Shark.

Therefore, when they came to the Depression Lagoon, a larger and core technology hunter base, they may not have the idea of ​​adding mechanical prostheses.

Just as Nanding was thinking about how to remedy the situation, Shi Cha smiled and said to the store owner: "To be honest, we are indeed in the prosthetic business, but it is not open to the public. We all make private appointments... We have the financial resources and demand. People whose identities cannot be revealed, you understand.”

"This is my voucher." He handed over the magnetic card issued by the Merchant Guild.

"So that's it." The boss inspected it briefly, and his eyes lit up when he saw that the other party was a third-level licensed trader. "It's true that I didn't consider this level... Please come this way."

Shi Cha struck up a conversation skillfully, seemingly inadvertently revealing his identity as a wealthy family in Kaidun City, which aroused the boss's reverie.

The aristocratic circle may be chaotic, but many people still worship the body. As a ruler, if a limb is mutilated, it is still unsightly, and if they are aristocrats, they can also afford mechanical modifications.

But the water is very deep.

The store owner made a guess and said he would keep it strictly confidential.

"It's better to leave business matters to my master." While Nan Ding was standing there thoughtfully, the warrior Su Cheng stepped forward and said softly, "After all, there are specialties in the art industry."

"Of course I understand this..." Nan Ding nodded, but did not say what was in his heart.

They will do so.

Naturally, there is still some suspicion and suspicion towards the people in this noble caravan.

Whether it is the swamp or the flashlands, to some extent it is because of the United City...or more accurately, because a big war broke out in the merchant guild. Without the Red King, they may even turn into an unending disaster. .

The estrangement between them exists naturally.

But the merchants' guild itself is also an extremely complex organization. Apart from the core members, most franchise merchants' associations only see the convenience of joining the guild, or to avoid the "inconvenience" of not joining the guild... the other party In an absolute monopoly position on this continent, other trading activities such as smugglers of skinners, pastoral traders in Shandi, etc., even if they can develop and grow locally, are compared to the power of merchant guilds. If you add them all together, they probably only account for one-tenth.

Now the headquarters of the merchant guild has issued a ban, allowing its affiliated chambers of commerce to bypass the area - bypassing the blood lord's sphere of influence. On the one hand, it certainly reduces the plunder of the local economy, but on the other hand, this is a trade blockade. and embargo.

In the short term, the effect will not be seen yet.

Bulk commodities such as fuel and food are also sufficient to be self-sufficient, and there will be no large-scale unrest.

But if things go on like this, shortages of products in various sub-categories will gradually appear, creating a constraint effect on Shandi; on the other hand, even if Shandi develops its own industry, they lack the huge trade network provided by merchant guilds. It is difficult to sell the product.

Want to solve it.

Can only seek alternatives.

But this is easier said than done.

Nan Ding was indeed a little surprised by the cooperative attitude of Shi Cha and others, and she thought: Could it be that the reason why the head of the group chose this noble caravan was not only to use their identities to hide themselves, but also to Find another way to build a transportation caravan that can serve him.

The logistics department cannot take care of everything. A more efficient way is to act as a manager and outsource the work to the partners.

And where in the world can there be so many resources.

Are there any other options besides the merchant guild itself?

Is this considered poaching... Nan Ding thought to himself, and then thought of a question, looked at Su Cheng and said: "Mr. Su, what is the approximate coverage rate of mechanical prostheses in the United City Empire Army... Sorry, can I tell you this?"

"Of course, because there is no coverage at all." Su Cheng didn't care about it, "I have seen a lot of disabled soldiers, but those who have been mechanically transformed and returned to the battlefield... Excuse me, there are not three digits in the entire army."

With this spare money, it is better to configure a good sword and armor. Of course, a better choice is to directly spend money to hire people and make connections to exempt from military service.

There is no need to go to the battlefield at all.

Except for some poor warriors, most of those who will join the central army are actually peasant conscripts. The armor and uniforms are distributed by the empire and cannot be brought by themselves. They are collected uniformly after the war.

Sometimes, even the bodies of the dead soldiers were not collected in time, and their armor must be brought back first, after all, a set of armor is much more valuable than a life.

"I heard that mechanical prostheses are all looted and disassembled from ancient ruins by technology hunters, so they are so scarce and expensive." Su Cheng said with a slightly emotional and yearning tone, "I actually thought that if humans mastered the technology of prosthetics, many seriously injured comrades who had amputations could stand up again - not that they must return to the battlefield, but after retiring and returning home, at least they can make a living on their own..."

In the absence of medical care and medicine on the battlefield, it is very rare to be able to save a life after amputation surgery, but it may not be considered lucky.

Because there are even greater misfortunes waiting for them, Su Cheng has witnessed too many, some were abandoned during the march, some were sent back to their hometowns and never heard from again... He dared not imagine what these people encountered afterwards. The pensions distributed by the imperial army after layers of exploitation were not even enough for the travel expenses, and in most cases, these wounded soldiers knew that they had no hope and had already ended their lives in advance.

"But sometimes just a prosthesis can make a veteran soldier who has fought hundreds of battles regain his combat power more powerful than before." Nan Ding thought of something and subconsciously argued, "With such value, why doesn't the imperial official..."

"Don't include mechanical prostheses in military equipment procurement?" Su Cheng laughed, "I don't know the situation in South United City, but the imperial army I am in may really have this strength."

After all, there is the support of the merchant blade.

"But it's just like what I said before, this cost... but it's much more valuable than human life."

It really costs a lot to cultivate a warrior who has been tempered on the battlefield. Behind every veteran who can be called a backbone, there are countless recruits who are naturally eliminated.

However, even if the population is not as explosive as that of the Holy Empire, the fanatics of the Chosen are as surging as a swarm of insects... The United City covers nearly half of the continent, and there is no shortage of people.

No matter how high the value of reuse and saving is.

It is not as good as zero cost.

This is the logic of business and battlefield.

Nan Ding wanted to say something, but when she saw Su Cheng in front of her, she suddenly couldn't say anything: she suddenly thought that this warrior was expelled from the Imperial Army, and he had such talent and strength, even the Grand Commander praised him... But in the eyes of the United City, he was just a waste that could be discarded at any time, and there was no need to cherish him.

You don't listen.

There are many people who are loyal.

In comparison, the existence of the mechanical transformation warriors of the Ash Cult is an alternative... Nan Ding was only attracted by Narko's teachings at first, and she was also talented in surgery, so she was so enthusiastic because she could get positive feedback.

However, it was not until today after a conversation with Su Cheng that she touched upon a blind spot that she had previously overlooked: the Grand Master established such a doctrine and was even willing to leave precious mechanical prostheses to the warriors of the cult... What kind of meaning does it have for these people themselves, as if it were a rebirth.

She thought of Priest Mail.

No wonder the other party had never met the Grand Master before, but was so excited and fearless of hard work after receiving the order from Priest Huo to rush to help from a thousand miles away.

And the ember warriors on this trip.

These are all things that cannot be bought with money.

However, due to the scarcity and high price of mechanical prostheses, even though the Grand Master has been extremely generous and has allocated some funds to Nan Ding to let her use them to purchase some... But in the end, the demand will definitely be far greater than what can be provided.

Unless...

"Re-master the technology of making mechanical prostheses..." Nan Ding remembered what Su Cheng just said, and couldn't help muttering, then he came back to his senses and looked at the warrior: "Please call back your master, here you only need to buy a sample, you don't have to spend all the funds."

"Well?" Su Cheng agreed, "Then where are we going."

"Since we are in the depression lagoon, the relay base of the technology hunter, it can be said that except for the end of the world and the black scratch, it is the most desirable holy place for researchers all over the world..." Nan Ding's mind appeared a figure with messy hair, "Then there is a person who must know the most cutting-edge and advanced research progress on the continent now."

It's just that they were summoned by the chief mechanic a few days ago because the other party had doubts and needed to ask for answers.

Now I want to see him again.

Looking at the other party's attitude of not caring about worldly affairs and not being interested in money and power... the secular way of opening up a connection is probably completely useless.

And he would dislike them for delaying his research and directly reject them.

Nan Ding did not regret not communicating more at that time. First, the other party's status was here and he had the dominant power. Meeting was just the first and most basic threshold. He had no reason to provide help.

Second, the head of the group had already prepared a stepping stone for her, which could be used at any time.

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Huang Xiang stared at his lower body in a daze.

Empty.

The two legs that were not thick but had been used everywhere had disappeared at this time.

"So worried?" Lu Meng came over with a bowl of hot soup, which was still emitting white mist. He fanned it and smelled it, then placed it next to the man. "It has been delayed for too long. Although it was only a leg injury at first, it has rotted to the bone, plus the sciatic nerve infection... It's good enough to save your life by amputating the lower body."

"Oh," he remembered something and comforted her, "Don't worry, I paid special attention when I was operating. Although it may look a little strange, it won't affect your childbearing in the future... probably."

"I don't care about that!" Huang Xiang's face was red, and he said embarrassedly.

His eyes went black at that time, and he lost all consciousness in an instant. When he woke up, he saw what he looked like now.

Later, Uncle Li said that he knew what he had encountered.

The weapon the other party took out was obviously a killing weapon on the battlefield, but its sharpness was beyond the imagination of several drifters. Even if it cut into the bones, it seemed to have no obstacles.

What they didn't expect was that Lu Meng actually held a killing weapon and acted as a scalpel to complete the entire operation.

There is a kind of beauty like carving with a sledgehammer.

His skills are amazing.

"It seems that the wound has almost recovered, at least there is no risk of infection." Lu Meng took off the bandage and inspected it. "As for if you want to move, leave it to him during this period."

He pointed back.

Chad wiped his hands and just walked over from this direction.

When the technology hunter heard this, his face turned black.

Not only a stowaway, my status has degenerated to a mount?

"There is another thing," he said, "I have already asked about the person."

Chad was referring to the community leader they brought back.