Mechanical Alchemist

Chapter 216 Mechanical Puppet, Hair Lost

After killing several members of the Regadi family, the feeling of being missed in Su Lun's heart finally disappeared.

He returned to the official road, mingled with the returning crowd again, and walked towards Old Lingdun City without haste.

Looking at the towering city wall, Su Lun couldn't help feeling a little sad.

At the beginning, he was hunted down and had nowhere to go, so he fled out of the city in embarrassment to hunt wilderness for refuge.

Coming back this time, this once mysterious giant city has also completely lifted the veil.

Black tower, mine pit, slavery, exile.

This is the "truth" that the little gangster at the time would never be able to touch.

It turns out that the scenery seen from a high place is really different.

After entering the city, Su Lun didn't run around.

He went to the Southside Cross and back to Green Street.

This is the place he is most familiar with, and it makes people feel comfortable staying here.

Fortunately, his current face has not been registered with the Umbrella Organization, and he will not be targeted by people wandering on the street.

The city is still bustling, the steam boilers in the factories whine and emit white smoke, and people come and go on the streets.

With such a big accident in the Ruins of Dawn, many people would probably die in the inner city. But for the common people in the outer city, the elders in the inner city and they are people from two worlds.

What to eat, what to drink, the days seem to be no different.

It's a big deal, but it doesn't prevent them from earning the monthly salary of two thousand lisos.

Su Lun found a hotel near Green Street and started a regular life again.

Now he always feels that there is not enough time, and he needs a lot of time to meditate, learn, create, research, and practice.

Although he is now at the second level, he can be regarded as a first-class master in Old Lingdun. Even if he is against the third level, he has a good chance of winning.

But this level is far behind in the surface world.

Mr. Ting Jing probably meant that after Qianjo and the others advanced to the fourth step, they would rush to the tower.

Time is running out, and Su Lun must improve his strength as soon as possible.

This flash, is a few days.

Su Lun stayed in the hotel room and did not go out.

During this period, Sabina also came once, bringing a lot of top-secret news.

The news of Princess Teresa's death has been confirmed, the inner city is in turmoil, and many people have died.

Almost half of the top executives of the umbrella organization were held accountable.

When the daughter of a dignified duke dies, many people must be buried with her.

And because Sabina made some preparations in advance, not only was she not implicated, but because she advanced to the third-tier professional, she was promoted to the military rank. And because of the vacancy of senior officials in the inner city, she was promoted to the inner city to fill the vacancy, and became the most powerful and top group of people in the umbrella organization.

This is also more convenient for Su Lun to provide more top-secret information.

On the other hand, after the news of the ruins came back, the eldest house of the Reyce family suddenly changed from a stable management situation to a sudden change in style. The owner, Carnegie Reyes, began to frantically sell off his property, sold shares in the company, and collected a huge amount of cash in his hands.

Others didn't know why, but they thought that the hunting team of Reyce's long house was wiped out, and that it was going to be devastated.

But Su Lun knew that he was about to withdraw and go outside the tower.

The Reyes family was supported by Mr. Jing, so they will naturally go out together this time.

this day,

In room 303 of the Musketeer Inn.

Various materials and mechanical accessories are densely placed in the room, and there are countless silk threads hanging various materials in the air.

Su Lun was manipulating the eight-armed spider lance to fiddle with a mechanical puppet modified by [PZ-911 mechanical limbs]. This is "Iron Man IV".

The hotel does not have the conditions of a sophisticated laboratory, there is no air circulation and filtration system, and the room is filled with a volatile poisonous gas like a rusty smell. Su Lun was wearing a Crow's mouth gas mask, and was installing a mechanical arm with a miniature steam boiler on the mechanical puppet.

There is a white spray paint with the words [BHⅦ Steam Hammer] on the mechanical arm.

This is the trophy from the group that harvested the Duke's Mansion before.

Even in the ground world, it is the most advanced mechanical arm in the world.

With this air hammer installed, the mechanical puppet can punch with the power of a third-tier flesh-type professional with a single punch, and can easily pierce through the plate armor of an armored vehicle with a single punch.

While his hands were busy, the controller behind Su Lun, Spider Lance, also took out a piece of heather stem soaked in oil from a flask not far away. Weighed, cut, and calculated the dosage, then threw it into the burning crucible on the table next to it, and put the excess back into the bottle to prevent oxidation. After a bit of stirring, another spider spear adjusted the fire, and the orange-yellow metallic liquid in the crucible boiled violently.

Multitasking has become more mature, and the brain can handle more things at the same time.

He alone is worth the work efficiency of a dozen other people.

After calculating the time, Su Lun took out the freshly refined solution in the crucible, took a special rune pen, dipped it in the golden liquid, and began to draw runes on the mechanical puppet

The Ruins of Dawn has harvested thousands of elite memory fragments. His rune drawing skills are now proficient, reaching the "master level", and he is also proficient at drawing third-order runes.

But now he is still acting cautiously, layer by layer, and the painting becomes more and more complicated.

After the runes were drawn, a magical scene was staged under his pen. Those runes exuded golden light, as if they were alive, and rotated in a special law.

This is not an ordinary rune, but a variant of the wind-type rune in the "Rune Rune" - [Super Heavy Rune].

Rune runes are a kind of divergent thinking. If you want to fiddle with the runes you need, it requires a lot of experiments and wonderful inspiration.

But, as Sir Isaac said, these are the best of times.

Standing on the shoulders of giants gave Su Lun too much convenience, those great ancient alchemists compiled their research into books. Among the rune books he brought out in the cursed space of [Dawn Central Prison], there are many finished rune drawings. You don't need to study it yourself, you can use it directly.

Not long after, some runes were drawn, and Su Lun let out a sigh of relief.

It is several times more difficult to draw rune runes of the same level than ordinary runes, and if there is a slight mistake, the success will fall short.

He looked at the results in front of him, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes.

Grabbing the void with one hand and five fingers, the mechanical puppet slowly stood up. The boiler started, and the rune luster on its body also lit up at the same time, and the strong wind element condensed around the puppet, supporting the body of several hundred kilograms.

"The data calculated before is indeed no problem. The weight-carrying rune has reduced the weight of the puppet by 90%, barely reaching the level of flexibility. The energy consumption is also within an acceptable range."

Su Lun tried to make the mechanical puppet move, moved the joints, it was still flexible, and his brows gradually eased.

He recorded some data of this attempt in detail in his notebook, and then analyzed to himself: "The attack ability is almost the same, but if we want to reach the level of fighting high-level professionals, we need to increase the weight significantly." Armor, the third-order runes can't achieve the current effect. And ordinary refined steel can't engrave such complex runes, it must be a high-level magic material. If you want to mass-produce, not to mention the cost, the material is a big problem .”

Thinking of this, Su Lun rustled and recorded something in his notebook.

This was meant to be an experiment.

Now it turns out that the direction of his thinking is completely fine.

Through technology, runes, and some special materials, it is completely possible to create flexible mechanical puppets.

The short board of the machine is indeed very obvious, clumsy, slow response, low sensitivity

But the advantages are also obvious, strong power, high defense, low cost, and stable output.

It has a magical effect that cannot be ignored in certain battles, for example, siege! positional warfare! Human sea battle! Large-scale mechanical war!

As a traverser, Su Lun does not reject mechanical technology.

He knows that technology is constantly innovating and developing, and its potential is as unlimited as alchemy.

Alchemy + machinery can definitely collide with magical sparks.

"The technical level is still a lot worse. It would be great if I could get the research materials of the 'Super Mechanical Warrior'. Unfortunately, it is the top secret of the Duke's Mansion, and Sabina can't touch it."

Su Lun muttered in his heart, and he also knew his own shortcomings. The level of knowledge he had contacted was still too low-end to support more exquisite designs.

Thinking of this, another thought popped into his mind: "After the Luying Empire's mechanical technology is still relatively good, Mafa is the holy land of mechanical alchemists. If you have a chance, you must visit it."

After finishing the test of the mechanical puppet, Su Lun started to fiddle with his rune puppet and silk thread again.

A few days ago, he stripped the fifth-tier assassin's soul fragment and mastered [Wind Element Cutting]. Su Lun studied it these few days and found that this ability fits very well with his profession.

He originally wanted to use the cutting ability of the silk thread to pass on to the puppet to improve the puppet's armor-piercing property.

But after some experimentation, he found that using it directly on silk thread is also very effective!

Under normal circumstances, no matter how tough the witch's hair is, it is impossible for her to withstand more than the second level of wind element condensation.

But toughness is not enough, you can use toughness runes to make it up.

Carving runes on the hair is a very difficult skill.

Fortunately, Su Lun's rune skills are solid, and this attempt has actually succeeded. It's just that the efficiency is a little low. With the eight-armed spider lance and both hands, after a busy day, they can only carve about twenty to thirty meters long.

At this moment, Su Lun was wearing a monocular loupe commonly used by mechanics, and was carefully carving on the hair with the magnified picture several times.

After working for a long time, a silk thread with a special silver brilliance was in his hand. Poured into the wind element, and looked at it closely, it was like looking at the edge of a blade, which had a sharpness visible to the naked eye.

"Huh~"

The degree of completion was good, Su Lun let out a sigh of relief.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the strands of hair fell lightly in the air.

And when it landed on the wooden table leg, it easily cut off the table leg without using any strength.

Seeing this effect, Su Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Barely reached the threshold of gold quality equipment."

The flowing wind element is like a high-frequency cutting machine. It looks imperceptible, but it is the sharpest thing he has ever seen below the third level.

Although the hair is still very brittle, it has achieved the ultimate sharpness.

The law of the third-tier wind system condenses this special hair, which can easily cut through the defense of steel armor and third-tier professionals.

If it is used well, cutting professionals below the third level is like cutting melons and vegetables.

With this invention, Su Lun has a new killer weapon.

Su Lun didn't intend to go out, and originally thought about getting a few more meters of rune hair.

Unexpectedly, at this time the communicator rang, and it was a young gambling-addicted woman asking for a drink.

"Qiantiao has advanced to the fourth level?"

Su Lun heard the message from the communicator and guessed something.

After leaving the ruins last time, I didn't see her again.

But thinking about getting so many [Sun God Stone] before, it should be a retreat breakthrough.

Thinking of this, Su Lun didn't stay in the hotel anymore, packed up the materials, and walked out the door.

Kay lived in a basement not far from the Sullen Hotel.

He and Su Lun had similar schedules, staying in the basement and training crazily every day.

Chijo originally asked him out, but that guy's blue skin hadn't dissipated, and he didn't have the face to go out, so they didn't go out together.

Su Lun rode his motorcycle to Norton Street alone.

Back then, the casino on Green Street was destroyed, and all the gambling stalls, taverns, and custom bathing places were moved here.

I haven't been here for a few months, and the place is getting busier and busier.

This is Chijo's territory.

Her apparent identity is still a cadre of the Cross Society.

Parked the motorcycle on the side of the road, and a few punks in leather clothes squatted on the side of the street, looking at Su Lun, a stranger.

Su Lun felt very familiar. This was his job on Green Street.

In a very polite manner, he distributed the fare to the Cross Society members who were watching the scene, and then asked casually: "Hey, brother, did you see Miss Qiantiao?"

The little leader with the afro-haired lip ring was taken aback for a moment, and the person who could ask questions in a tone was obviously a person on the road, so he responded: "Sister Qiantiao is at the Lisboa Casino."

"Thank you~"

When Su Lun heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Sure enough, it was right not to go to the promised tavern.

That young woman addicted to gambling, with money in her pocket, couldn't walk past the gambling stalls.

He walked straight towards the photo of the gambling file with the fuchsia lights in the distance.

Along the way, various pimps approached him one after another.

"Sir, do you want a girl? A top-notch item just sent out from the inner city, a real noble lady~"

"Brother, drink? Our Blue Moon Tavern has the best girls and the best wine."

"How many tubes of hallucinogen? It's produced by a licensed pharmacist. We guarantee a good product."

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The environment is very noisy, the feasting and feasting here are extravagant, and there are extortion, robbery, murder scenes and corpses in the dark alleys not far away.

Su Lun always had a relaxed smile on his face. This was the outer city. Although it was harsh, it was an environment he was familiar with.

Entered the gambling stall, changed some chips, led by the scantily dressed girl, and easily found Qiantiao who gambled in the VIP room.

She was still wearing a combat kimono, revealing her sultry and big flowered arms.

"Seven o'clock! Seven o'clock! Seven o'clock! Oh shit"

Seeing Su Lun coming, she was still playing cards seriously.

Su Lun thought that after Qiantiao advanced to the fourth level, he should become very cold. After all, in the old city of Lingdun, the fourth rank already belonged to super masters. But the reality is that she hasn't changed at all, she still has that carefree personality.

After losing the card, she happened to see Su Lun coming. She gestured to her side and greeted warmly, "Come here~"

Su Lun walked over, and Qiantiao put his arms around his shoulders as usual, "What's the next bet?"

The last time they stayed together for a few days at the hotel in the wilderness hunting camp, the young gambling addict never regarded her as an outsider.

Seeing that she was having a good time betting, Su Lun didn't say much, just sat beside her and gambled with her.

In the end, the wine for the appointment was not completed, and they gambled for several hours in the gambling stall.

Sister Qiantiao lost all her chips again.

It was only then that Su Lun reluctantly dragged him out of the gambling stall.

It was already twelve o'clock in the evening when I left the gambling stall.

But in Norton Street, it's the buzzing hour.

As soon as Qiantiao came out, he was still thinking about the bet just now, and said brokenly: "Oh, I should have left when I knew you came, and I would have won at that time."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was an old gambler.

If you win, you won't leave, if you lose, you will be upset.

Su Lun listened and smiled, "Sister Qiantiao, why did you ask me to come out?"

"Drink."

Qian Tiao thought about it, then pursed his lips again, and changed his words: "Forget it, I lost the money, and I'm not in the mood to drink."

After a pause, she said again: "Let's go, please go to the soup."

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Su Lun also felt indifferent.

Whether it is drinking or soaking in soup, it is fine.

With this total, the two went to pick up the car.

As they walked, Su Lun asked casually, "Sister Qiantiao, why do you like gambling so much?"

This is also a question that has always puzzled him.

It stands to reason that the willpower of high-level professionals is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Moreover, for an expert at Qiantiao's level, winning or losing millions would not have much impact on her, nor should it be so attractive.

But she never tires of it.

Chijo also replied casually, "Because I like it."

Instead, she asked, "Don't you think gambling makes people happy?"

Su Lun looked bored, "I don't think so."

In theory, gambling does bring great pleasure to people. When winning money, the dopamine secretion may be dozens of times that of sex, and the body's demand for this pleasure is getting higher and higher. The same is true of gambling addiction.

She said so, there is nothing wrong with it.

But that's for ordinary people,

Does not include a high-level professional.

Qianjo glanced at him, with a disgusted look on his face that you missed one of the great joys of life, and didn't talk much about this topic, and said, "Where's the car key?"

Su Lun tossed her the key.

Qiantiao, the underworld lady, would never sit in the back seat, Su Lun didn't mind, anyway, it wasn't the first time.

Qiantiao's personality is very open in the gang, he has no airs of cadres, and he is very familiar with the gang members. Seeing her making a bad face, the members of the Cross Society booed one after another.

"Hey~ sister Qianjo, are you changing your taste?"

"Hahaha, this is the first time I've seen a man in the back seat of Miss Qianjo."

"Tsk tsk, boy, come on, we are optimistic about you~"

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A kind of old man laughed and joked, Qianjo didn't mind, he put up a friendly international gesture, and said with a smile: "Get out of your way ~ watch the show!"

The accelerator roared, and the locomotive galloped out.

Su Lun was not as uneasy as before, he naturally put his arms around Qianshou's slender waist, and his hands were warm.

"A round?"

"good."

They didn't go directly to the soup room, but went for a drive in various streets and alleys of Nancheng.

Because it was a big night, leaving the entertainment district, there were very few people in other districts.

The roar of the locomotive seemed to be the only sound in this silent night.

The speed of the locomotive is not too fast, and Qianjo has a happy face.

Su Lun, who was sitting in the back seat, was also a little bored. He asked, "Sister Qiantiao, have you advanced to the fourth level?"

Qiantiao's voice mixed with the wind and filled his ears: "Yes."

The tone was so casual that Su Lun had no topic to answer.

He thought that Qian Yuetuo came out to drink by himself to celebrate her advancement.

From the looks of it, this young gambling addict didn't take it seriously at all.

No one spoke for a long while, and the atmosphere was slightly sneering.

Qianjo probably felt it too, and suddenly spoke again, mentioning the previous topic: "Didn't you just ask me why I like to gamble?"

Hearing this tone, Su Lun became interested, "Huh?"

After pondering for a while, Qiantiao finally said: "The lone star of the Rakshasa female Tiansha, who lives for killing, is destined to be alone for the rest of her life. If you don't find other fun, life is very boring."

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When Su Lun heard it, he realized.

It seems that some talents do carry some special fetters of fate.

For example, catwoman is instinctively afraid of dogs, and those with fire element talents don't like water

And the talent of [A-022-Raksha Girl] is strong or strong, but there is such a hidden attribute of "the lone star of the evil spirit"?

Not long after, the locomotive stopped at the door of "Akun's soup room".

Su Lun has been here many times, and under the guidance of the maid, he washed his body familiarly. The road is already familiar, so there is no need for guidance. Since it was a guest brought by Chijo, the waitress also asked a lot.

Su Lun went straight to the "Three Springs Pool" for mixed bathing.

The few times I came here before, there were usually a few of Qiantiao's fat girls in the pool.

But this time, there was no one else.

However, there was an unexpected person in this pool.

"Mrs. Philo?"

This person was Su Lun, the benefactor of the Cross Society, the mysterious Mrs. Filo who was said to have met once.

Su Lun looked at this with a slightly strange expression on his face.

Thanks to 'Flame Red Snow' for your frequent rewards, thank you very much.