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"The top priority now is to find a replacement elbow for Black Dice," Jin Shui said.

"Yes," Zhuyeliang agreed, "There are seven of us in total, only five of us can really fight, and one has no bones. The black dice must be reinstalled on Yaoguan."

"Hey," Cen Zhuo squinted at him, "Should I say that I have no bones every day?"

Yuan Zhen hurriedly changed the topic: "The question is, where can I get bone joints, and it must be elbow joints?"

"The dismantling workshop," Gao Xiu frowned, "only in the city."

Everyone you say to each other, Zhang Xiaoyi suddenly said: "That..."

Everyone looked at him.

"I know there's a dump," he said, "that might have the joint you're looking for."

"Garbage dump?" Gao Xiu was wary.

"Well," Zhang Xiaoyi pointed to the front of the road, "at that intersection, turn left to Yaoguan, turn right, drive for 10 minutes, there is a place where scrap copper and rotten iron are piled up, I had it when I was a child,"

"Driving for four and 10 minutes..." Jia Xibei looked back. In a night attack last night, one of the two heavy trucks was blown up, and they couldn't seat so many people.

"It would take at least two hours on foot," Yuan Zhen said.

"You can wear bones." Gao Xiu suggested.

Cen Zhuo shook his head: "Too ostentatious."

"Walk as long as you walk, it doesn't matter," Zhu Yeliang made a decision, "We are attacking the city, not rushing to the market. Let Ruyizhu wait at Yaoguan."

Everyone acted, put the bones of two cars into one car, Yuan Zhen drove, and the others walked.

The elbow joint was just needed, so Gao Xiu had to temporarily suppress his doubts about Zhang Xiaoyi, but with three guns and two daggers in his pocket, he followed closely on the pretext of "opening the way" for him.

Jia Xibei was with them, Yuanzhen Guisu behind the palace, Zhuyeliang, Cen Zhuo and Jinshui formed a vertical row in the middle, watching both sides of the road vigilantly.

Walking and walking, Jin Shui looked at Cen Zhuo's back. He was tall, with a straight spine, and his character was like a loose pole, which could not be crushed or bent. She walked up and said, "Hey."

"Huh?" Cen Zhuo was a little nervous when talking one-on-one.

Jin Shui felt his nervousness: "That... I always wanted to say, thank you."

Cen Zhuo smiled: "It's a small matter."

"I heard from Jia Xibei that you give me your rescue cabin." She lowered her head, as if she would not express her gratitude, but also seemed to have too many things in her heart, "and... I'm coming to Beifu."

"I'm alive today," she said.

Cen Zhuo was dumbfounded, Jin Shui is a strong and arrogant person, these days has been lukewarm, suddenly said these, he was at a loss: "You are too serious..."

Jin Shui was categorical: "Without you, I wouldn't be where I am now."

Cen Zhuo seemed to be pressed by something heavy on his shoulders.

"Your left hand..." In Shenyang for more than two years, Jin Shui never paid attention to it, but now he feels sympathetic to each other, "What's going on?"

Cen Zhuo raised his hand, it was made of pitch-black rare metal, inlaid with flamboyant kerosene drills: "Cannonball."

He set these diamonds just to add a lighthearted color to that painful memory, even if it was vulgar.

Then, Jin Shui held this hand.

Cen Zhuo was dazed and didn't know what to do for a while, his first reaction was to look at Zhu Yeliang in front of him.

"I've never seen this kind of metal before," Jin Shui asked, "What is it?"

"Brother Ninth made it for me," Cen Zhuo said in an unsteady voice, "some kind of super alloy, which can't be penetrated by special guns, just like..." He suddenly thought, "Like Lao Zhu."

The material of Zhuyeliang's frame is very rare, and it can resist special bullets.

Jin Shui glanced at the figure in front of him, that guy was by no means tall in his bones, but he had excellent mechanical engineering, and his movements were as smooth as a living person.

"That, that..." Cen Zhuo pulled out the mechanical hand, "Are you still used to it, I mean, metal lower limbs..."

"Ah, it's pretty good..." He stammered, and Jin Shui also stuttered, "The more, the more adaptable..."

Zhuo Yeliang couldn't bear to listen to their awkward chat, so he turned around and called out, "Old Zhuo."

Cen Zhuo frowned: "What did you call me?"

"Old Zhuo." The angle at which Zhu Yeliang turned his head, how should I put it, was frivolous, and there was a bit of suaveness in the frivolity.

"Don't bark next time," Cen Zhuo felt that his bones were suave, and he must have lost his mind: "It sounds like an old pig."

"Ah, you finally know how I feel every time you call me Laozhu."

"Hey, Lao Zhu is a respectful title, okay?" Cen Zhuo walked towards him naturally, and the two of them walked side by side, "How about I call you something?"

Zhu Yeliang suggested: "Brother Zhu?"

"No," Cen Zhuo refused, "We don't have a good relationship, just ordinary colleagues."

"That's good," Zhuo Yeliang patted him on the shoulder lovingly, "Old Zhuo."

"How about..." Cen Zhuo tilted his head, "Xiao Ye? Or Liang Liang?"

Zhuo Yeliang was silent, not wanting to discuss this issue with him anymore, suddenly, Cen Zhuo said: "Yes, Ye Zi!"

Zhu Yeliang was stunned, the light of the optical eyepiece was on for a few seconds, "Yezi", only one person called him that, and that person now...

"I said Ye Zi," Cen Zhuo used it as soon as he said it, "I just told Jin Shui about my hand..."

Memories rushed into Zhui Yeliang's "mind" like a huge wave, the CPU rattled, and he couldn't concentrate.

"...you have the ability to manipulate metal, such as the acid needles in the skull crown..."

Zhuyeliang quickly flipped down the ventilation fan blades on both sides of the royal cabin to cool down the CPU.

"...you didn't intend to seduce me, did you?"

The CPU cools down quickly, and Zhu Yeliang refocuses his attention on the current conversation: "What?"

"I mean," Cen Zhuo looked straight at him with bright eyes, "when we met for the first time, the so...attractiveness that my mechanical hand felt, couldn't be intentional by you using your ability to manipulate metal, right? "

Zhuyeliang is indifferent: "Are you a little too narcissistic?"

"Tsk," Cen Zhuo spread his hands, "You seduced me when we first met, and you still don't admit it."

Zhu Yeliang felt that the CPU was going too fast again, but he was angry: "I can only operate small, non-powered metal equipment."

"Extract the main sentence, "manipulation", "metal", you see, it's still there."

"Small," said Zhuyeliang, if he had teeth, they would be grinding by now. "It refers to a metal object about ten to twenty centimeters long. If I can manipulate the robotic hand, wouldn't it be possible to manipulate the enemy's skeleton at will on the battlefield?" Motion joints, firearms, and even motors, what else is there to play?"

Cen Zhuo couldn't tell what his psychology was, but he just wanted to tease him, anger him, and irritate him: "The more lengthy the denial, the more it shows that there are ghosts in my heart."

Zhui Yeliang lifted his collar, bent down, and "eye-to-eye" with him: "So you want me to say that I seduce you on purpose?"

This guy was serious, Cen Zhuo was scared again, he held his breath and looked at him, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

The pair of optical eyepieces hung down, scanning him from head to toe: "It doesn't matter who seduces first, anyway, I've seen it all."

A second, two seconds later, Cen Zhuo blushed and punched him hard on the shoulder.

Zhu Yeliang chuckled lightly: "Don't your hands hurt?"

pain……

Cen Zhuo gritted his teeth and endured.

"If you have the time to tease me, why don't you think about serious business," Zhu Yeliang grabbed his hand to see if it wasn't hurt, "For example, how does Taitutang know our real-time location?"

Cen Zhuo turned his gaze to Zhang Xiaoyi who was at the front: "Is it..."

"Actually, there is another possibility." As he spoke, Zhuyeliang made a special gesture, forming a protective seal with one hand, and bending his ring finger downward.

Cen Zhuo has never seen such a hidden hint: "What the hell, polio?"

"Mt. Sumeru," Zhu Yeliang was speechless, "Jianghan's military-grade intelligent decision-making system."

For a moment, Cen Zhuo didn't say anything: "Dyeshe still...has such a thing?"

"After Dyeshe occupied Jianghan, it took over from Lion Hall." After thinking for a while, Zhui Yeliang corrected, "Strictly speaking, it was not owned by Lion Hall. Mount Sumeru was originally the decision-making system of the separatist forces of the government forces in Jianghan area .”

"Then..." Cen Zhuo clumsily snapped his fingers, "Why did you pretend to be a ghost just now?"

"Mt. Sumeru is a huge and sophisticated algorithmic system that can calculate the development direction of events after each turning point, that is to say, it can 'see' all possible futures."

All... the future?Cen Zhuo couldn't imagine what it would be like, like a collection of high-dimensional worlds in a ghost story?

Zhui Yeliang made that gesture again: "It is said that as long as its name is mentioned, it will become a part of its future, in other words, it will be captured by it."

Cen Zhuo broke out in cold sweat behind his back.

"There is a saying in Jianghan that those who win Mount Sumeru win the world," Zhu Yeliang looked at the boundless sky, "The Lion Hall and the Dyeing Club are like this. Sitting on Mount Sumeru, and those who get Mount Sumeru, are they already included in its calculations?"

Cen Zhuo gently tugged at his finger.

Zhu Yeliang lowered his head: "Why?"

Cen Zhuo squeezed his throat and said in fear: "Stop mentioning those three words!"

Zhu Yeliang tilted his head: "It doesn't matter if you have already mentioned it, you are in the algorithm of Mount Sumeru, you don't come or go."

"Fuck!" Cen Zhuo stomped his feet, he hated ghost stories the most!

"If we are in Mount Sumeru's algorithm, it is watching us now, including our real-time coordinates."

Cen Zhuo's legs were weak.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Yeliang looked relaxed, and even had some arrogance to scold Fang Qiu, "Maybe we will win Jianghan sooner or later."

This guy made Cen Zhuo's heart beat faster again, from inside to outside, from top to bottom, ready to move like melting: "How do you know everything?"

Zhuyeliang pulled out his left lion tooth, facing the sky full of Canyang: "It's been a long time holding a knife, you don't want to know about the things in this world, but you will know."

Cen Zhuo looked along the tip of his knife. Not far ahead, there was a mountain of corpses piled up by skeleton machinery. Rain and snow had invaded for many years, and there was a strong smell of rust in the wind.

That was the garbage dump that Zhang Xiaoyi mentioned, it was huge, covering at least one or two thousand square meters, Cen Zhuo divided everyone into four groups, and searched in four directions, east, west, north, south.

It was actually easier to find than expected. Half an hour later, Zhuyeliang found seventeen or eighteen "arms". Yuanzhen picked out a few with better condition and adaptability, removed the elbow joints, and gave black dice one by one. Gao Xiu personally tried the installation and chose the one with the largest angle of movement.

Jia Xibei helped Yuan Zhen do the final lubrication for the joint structure. At this time, Jin Shui hurried back to wear the red spell.

"What's wrong?" Zhui Yeliang asked.

"I found a cannon," Jin Shui snapped his fingers excitedly, "Red Curse doesn't have a cannon. I've always wanted to make a big one, but I didn't expect to meet here!"

gun?Zhu Yeliang was puzzled, it was still very big, could it be...

Red Mantra jumped out of the heavy truck, dropped two Gatlings in order to reduce the burden, and ran westward. Zhuyeliang followed immediately, and Cen Zhuo followed after seeing this. In the end, except for Jia Xibei who was lubricating the black dice He and Gao Xiu all followed.

It is indeed a very large cannon, with a single barrel and a considerable diameter. It should not be thrown here for a long time, and the bright scarlet paint can be seen.

"It's really a treasure found in the trash." Yuan Zhen said to Cen Zhuo.

"But this shape..." Cen Zhuo was surprised.

In order to achieve the maximum lethality, the barrel of the skeleton is often made open, but this cannon is slightly retracted, and it is longer than the normal barrel, as if to increase the firing distance and hit rate, but the quantum cannon is relatively Firearms are precisely the kind of weapons that don't need to be accurate. Therefore, the original user of this gun should be a high-standard skeleton that is invincible in melee combat and even requires a fatal blow from a long distance.

Zhui Yeliang stared at the cannon and straightened his back eagerly.

Zhang Xiaoyi noticed his movements, and raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly.

Red Mantra leaned over to pick up the barrel, Zhu Yeliang interrupted her: "How much torque do you have with your arms?"

"Huh?" Jin Shui complained in the controller's cabin, "Who remembers that kind of thing."

Yuan Zhen and Cen Zhuo looked at each other: We all remember...

Sure enough, Red Mantra grabbed the cannon barrel and wanted to hang it on her back, but she couldn't lift it up to her knees. She increased the horsepower, and there was a buzzing sound of bearings on both shoulders, but it still couldn't.

"Come and help!" she called.

No one is wearing skeletons except Zhui Yeliang.

"You can't memorize it," said Zhuyeliang, "even if you memorize it hard, you can't bear it with your load."

Jin Shui dropped the barrel and stared at him: "What do you mean?"

"That's not your gun."

"It's not my cannon," Jin Shui was unavoidably annoyed when he made such a big noise but didn't recite it, "Whose is it, yours?"

Zhui Yeliang pressed the barrel connection valve on his shoulder, opened it with a snap, and then took off the heavy gun bracket on his back, and the low-level gun barrel slid down and hit the ground heavily.

The meaning is very clear, this cannon, he wants it.

"Oh," Jin Shui put on an attacking posture, "You want to steal things from my old lady!"

Zhu Yeliang walked towards her: "Things that are not memorized are not yours at all."

Zhang Xiaoyi watched them approaching each other, about to fight hand to hand, he laughed secretly, a mob army is a mob army, an apple is not enough, a good cannon is enough to tear them apart.

And that cannon... He looked at the scarlet under the red curse, neither of these two could recite it, not even a single bone in Taitu, or even the entire North.