Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 35 Aberration Events

A cadre, a captain, a small gang, and a strange combination started drinking in the tavern.

The three of Su Lun were drinking and drinking, and suddenly, Sam and a few members of the Crusaders rushed into the tavern in a panic, carrying heavy firearms.

They swept around the tavern, and their eyes instantly caught Kai in the booth.

There was no one else in Sam's eyes, he strode over and said eagerly: "Captain, it's not good! Among the guys we killed before, I heard that one of them was a 'Steam Party' cadre. My brother-in-law. I got the news that the guy "Red Hair" Kuntu is coming with a group of people and seems to be planning to trouble us! Captain, let's quickly gather the brothers."

The guy said a long series of words in one breath, and it felt like he was almost out of breath.

Gang fights are normal, especially in areas where the two gangs have contact.

Originally, this was a very urgent matter.

The enemy is coming with great momentum, and they will definitely gather brothers in the Cross Society. Not to mention that there will be a fire, at least not to be taken advantage of by the number of people.

However, when Sam finished speaking, he found that the atmosphere at the wine table was a little weird.

In other words, shouldn't the captain slap the table and start shaking people at this time?

But Kay looked calm.

He even picked up the wine and took a sip from the glass before he sneered: "Brother-in-law? Hehe. It seems that the guys from the Steam Party deliberately made excuses to start a war."

Su Lun was also silent, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the young gambling addict beside him.

In other places, maybe he has to worry about his own safety.

But now

Chijo turned her back to the door of the tavern. Just now, Sam and the others were just looking for Kai, but they didn't notice that the woman on the table seemed a little familiar.

Now that the atmosphere is not right, the big eyes stared at the small eyes, and only then did he recognize that the big flower arm was a thousand pieces.

"Sister Qianjo?"

Sam and the others were amazed.

Chijo took a sip from the glass, and asked lazily, "What happened?"

"That, from the Steam Party"

Sam just wanted to repeat the story just now, but after seeing Qianjo's boring expression, he changed his words flatteringly, "Ah, you're here, it's alright."

Everyone: "."

Not long after, there was a roar of locomotives outside the door, and the notorious "speeders" of the Steam Brotherhood came to Green Street.

Su Lun looked at the well-modified steam Harley-Davidson motorcycles at the door, slightly envious. If nothing else, in the outer city, the Steam Party really needs to be superior in mechanical transformation technology.

More than two dozen guys who had modified mechanical prostheses and held long guns and short cannons rushed into the "Elephant Tavern" aggressively, scaring the tavern drinkers to avoid them for a while.

Looking at the posture, at first glance, it is to seek revenge.

But then, a dramatic scene happened.

Before the farce started, it ended in a bizarre way.

The leading red-haired man saw Kai on the wine table, and raised his gun fiercely, "Kay, you."

But before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of the woman with big flower arms on the wine table from the corner of his eye, and his complexion changed drastically. The cruel words to be said were swallowed hard and swallowed back.

Hongmao is also quick-witted, and without saying a word of nonsense, the raised muzzle is inserted into the holster around his waist. With a flick of the red hair, he immediately turned around and left the tavern, as if he had gone the wrong way.

This scene made those drinkers in the tavern who didn't know the truth bewildered.

But the people of the Crusade were laughing and boos constantly, "Hahahaha."

Chijo ignored the people of the Steam Party who had left. She is an officer of the Crusaders, and she has not lost her share of trouble to find a team leader of a rival gang.

The wine was almost finished, she said to Kai: "Kay boy, be careful recently, those guys from the Steam Party are also coveting Green Street, and there will be no less tricks."

Kai thought thoughtfully: "Understood, Sister Qianjo."

Well, the gang is always fighting and killing.

From the moment they joined, they were ready.

The first day of joining the gang encountered a lot of unexpected events, but the days after that returned to calm.

At seven o'clock every night, Kay would patrol with the squad for half an hour before disbanding.

The day seemed to be quiet.

Even those guys from the Steam Party haven't appeared since the Elephant Tavern.

And the young woman who is addicted to gambling must appear in the arena every night, pulling Su Lun to gamble together.

But gambling is really a matter of luck.

Even if Su Lun is lucky, it is impossible to win every time.

Of course, his bet was small, so winning or losing was acceptable.

But this sister Qiantiao showed the gambler's ups and downs mentality heartily.

When she wins money, her reasoning is straightforward, such as "stop the loss in time if you lose", "if you win, you must close it when it's good".

But if you really lose your eyes, you can't control what you can. If you lose once, you will raise your bet, and if you lose again, you will double your bet.

Can't be persuaded.

This kind of gambling method also caused her to win more than 2 million on the first day, but after wasting it for two days, she lost everything.

This is also the normal state of gambling dogs. When you win, you are intoxicated, and when you lose, Qiaodong Street.

However, although this young woman who is addicted to gambling has average gambling products, her character is not bad.

She lost everything, except to eat and drink, but did not ask Su Lun and Kai to borrow a penny.

Because Su Lun had to go to the arena to harvest soul fragments every day, she could only gamble with her. So the two of them came and went, and they got to know each other very well.

Qianjo has nothing to do with being a big sister, and the two of them are half friends.

No wonder she has a good relationship with the gang members in the club.

A few days later, Qiantiao lost the last bit of savings in his pocket, and then he returned home unwillingly. She plans to do some gang missions to make money, and makes an appointment with Su Lun to gamble in the future.

Su Lun said goodbye to the gangster, and his own life returned to peace.

Every night he would stay in the arena until dawn, then find a hotel to meditate, practice puppet skills, and read alchemy books

The days are regular and leisurely, the soul is harvested every day, and the professional skills are practiced, and the experience value soars rapidly.

There are 8-10 corpses a day in the arena, with occasional professional gladiatorial matches.

And in the past few days, he has also stripped out a lot of strange abilities, such as "lip language proficient", "darts", "motorcycle riding skills", "Gwent card skills".

A hodgepodge of skills, everything.

However, he also gradually discovered a problem.

That is, after his own firearms level and fighting level came up, some of the experience stripped from the corpse became less and less.

Later, he also figured out that he was close to the level of "advanced firearms proficiency", and naturally it was impossible to learn too much from a "junior proficient" corpse.

Although there are advantages and disadvantages, but not many.

Fortunately, there is no risk. It can accumulate sand into a tower. The actual combat experience of harvesting a corpse is at least worth more than half a month of practice.

During this period, Su Lun went to the black market several times, but couldn't find his ideal planting drawings. But I heard that in a few days, there will be a boutique auction held in the black market from time to time every month. That is when the hunters and thieves focus on sales, and there will be a lot of good things.

He plans to try his luck later.

On this day, in the hotel.

"Bang" a gunshot sounded, causing the lime powder on the wall to fall.

I don't know which hapless one got shot.

Although he was not used to it, Su Lun's arm in the room instinctively shook when he heard this movement.

The rune pen dyed with blue paint in his hand also deviates from the expected trajectory, like a crooked lipstick, leaving a dazzling trace of failure on the doll's body.

"Failed again"

Su Lun looked at the "unrecognizable" puppet that he had drawn in front of him with helpless bitterness.

Although his concentration is not easily interrupted by the external environment, he can't stand the sudden frequency of quarrels, fights and gunshots.

Infrequently, drunken tenants get into fights in the corridors of budget hotels. In this world where everyone is equipped with guns, hands-on almost means gun battles, which are always scary. And just yesterday, there was a sudden incident in Su Lun's upstairs room in which a call girl conspired with an accomplice to shoot the Red Dead. There was another burst of random guns, and the bullet that penetrated the floor almost accidentally injured him downstairs.

"It's hard to find a suitable place to live"

Su Lun sighed slightly, somewhat fed up with this harsh noise environment.

He was looking for a soundproof, quiet place, preferably with a shooting range.

The puppeteer was originally a rare profession, and the gladiators in the fighting field could hardly strip the skills of related professions, only hard training. The two processes of enchanting and glyphing are much more difficult than expected, requiring a quiet environment and a lot of time to practice.

Now that he was disturbed, Su Lun didn't bother about the sound of gunfire anymore.

He looked at the failed puppet in front of him and rolled his eyes. At this moment, his hands and fingers flexed violently, as if he had caught something intangible, and the puppet suddenly stood up strangely.

It was only half a meter tall, like a bare-ass toddler, and started walking around the house.

The "click" and "click" of the wooden joints rubbing against each other sounded slightly permeable.

Su Lun stood there, his hands and fingers beating at a high frequency like playing a piano, and the puppet made a lot of movements. Although it looks stiff, it can basically make some combat actions like punching, kicking, rolling, and stabbing with a knife.

After practicing the manipulation for a while, Su Lun stopped when he felt the muscles of his fingers stiffen.

"call"

He exhaled a long breath.

He looked at the wire wrapped in his fingers, shook his head slightly, and muttered, "The wire is not thin enough, not tough enough, and the maneuverability is too low. It's really not easy to find a suitable wire material."

This is already the most suitable material he can find to control the puppet, but it is still somewhat unsatisfactory.

He thought of the previous picture of Pestoya controlling dozens of puppets at the same time in the ruins of the manor, easily controlling the bald Ivan with silk threads.

It is also the manipulation of silk thread, and the effect is very different.

Half-finished puppet, without proper steel wire, and the manipulation skills are very jerky.

He, a "puppet master" who has just started, wants to use puppets to form combat power, and there is still a long way to go.

But Su Lun has a good mentality. He can reach this level in a few days, and he feels that the progress is not bad.

With hours before work, Su Lun had planned to continue practicing puppet manipulation.

But at this moment, Kai's call suddenly came from the communicator: "All the newcomers, gather in the old place, there is a distortion mission."

Su Lun did not dare to delay, checked the equipment and ammunition, and walked out of the door.

Shortly after the news of the assembly was released, Kuntu, the "Red Hair" of the Steam Party, quietly sneaked into the vicinity of Green Street with a group of people.

A mysterious voice came from the communicator: "Captain Kuntu, it has been confirmed that Kai took a group of newcomers, about 20 people, to the Tongzilou."

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(End of this chapter)