Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 4, Bai Ze 2111
For example, art work and scientific research engineering work have different requirements for chips. If you want to simulate inspiration and enhance logic, you can only be moderate. Only by deeply cultivating in one field can you go to the extreme.

After all, there are limits to the materials and engraving techniques for talismans.

The Taoist talisman customized by Zhang Baoren is called "Bai Ze 2111", which is a classic art style. It was developed by Bai Ze Company 10 years ago. It has received numerous praises on the Internet, and it is still not outdated.

After so many years of proof, the technical performance is absolutely reliable and safe enough.

It was Zhang Baoren who repeatedly weighed and selected.

As for why he didn't choose "Bai Ze 2121", of course, the latest Dao Lun is too expensive, Zhang Baoren can't even afford those high-end products.

Even the price of the old antique "Baize 2111" is as high as more than 3 SGD.

In order to order this thing, Zhang Baoren worked hard for three years, cut down on food and clothing, saved money on food and expenses, and only saved enough money two days ago.

Then, in order to receive the scriptures without fail, he deliberately exchanged the vacations he had accumulated.

Yes, holidays.

This is normal, there are parts and components in any job, and being in the underworld is also a job.

Of course, working life can’t be what many people think about eating, drinking and having fun all day long, with snow, moon and wind, coming and going whenever you want... It’s a beautiful idea.

Fighting and killing, life is like weeds, and it is normal to keep your head in your belt.

This business is actually more ruthless and more naked than those companies that are scolded for exploitation. After all, they are all illegal organizations, so what human rights and labor laws are there.

unwilling?Then die, literally.

This is why Zhang Baoren wanted to leave.

As for why they still dare to leave, it is naturally because the gangsters are indeed ruthless, but the real masters in this world are the companies.

As long as they can prove their worth and have a company as their backing, the so-called gangsters are just a bunch of little mice in the gutter.

Technology not only represents the strongest productivity, but also represents the strongest "force".

"Please Zhang Baoren on the 13th to receive the talisman in Room 9..." The standard female announcer's voice sounded, interrupting the messy thoughts.

Zhang Baoren looked up, and he had already arrived at the door while thinking wildly, and the group of children in front had already finished their work.

So he cleared up his mood and pushed open the door of Room 9.

As soon as I entered the door, I was attracted by a shrine head-on. The shrine was made of wood and covered with black lacquer. There were couplets engraved on the left and right sides, "I hope that people in the world will be free from illness, and I only hope that the medicine on the shelf will cause dust."

Among them stood two statues of gods wrapped in red cloth, one was dressed in Hanfu, with a thin figure, high forehead and long eyebrows, and a face of compassion and longevity.

One was wearing a tuxedo, with some thinning hair, deep-set eye sockets, and a high nose bridge with obvious Western features.

It was Hua Tuo, the patriarch of surgery in traditional Chinese medicine, and John Hunter, the patriarch of surgery in Western medicine.

There is an incense burner in front of the statue, and three electronic incense sticks with flashing red lights release smoke from 3D projections, and the incense burns around the two patriarchs.

Zhang Baoren vaguely heard a very solemn voice saying: "I am willing to abide by this oath according to my own judgment. Anyone who teaches me medical skills, I should respect him as I respect my parents. As an object of lifelong respect and friends..."

There seemed to be a stereo playing the Hippocratic Oath.

In front of the shrine is a small room of [-] to [-] square meters, which is very bright, and there is a reclining chair in the shape of a dentist, but the skeleton is much more complicated.

At the same time, there is a mechanical arm on it, which is connected to a cylindrical structure that can wrap a person, which shows a clear sense of technology.

It is the "Lutan" which is the surgical aid for receiving talismans.

There is a chair next to the "Lutan", on which sits a fully armed black female doctor wearing a headgear and mask.

She looked at Zhang Baoren who was in a daze at the door, frowned slightly, and said indifferently, "Are you wondering about my skin color?"

Zhang Baoren was awakened in an instant, "What?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise, stepped into the room, and closed the door gently.

"Sister, at my age I haven't even implanted a Taoist talisman. What are you kidding? I'll sue you for discrimination."

"I'm sorry..." The black female doctor shrugged and smiled, "I said something wrong. In fact, those kids just made their heads a little bigger."

Zhang Baoren thought of the children who were just in front of him in the queue, they were all about the same age, and they seemed to be an organized group of collective recipients.

Then he asked casually, "Are those children here to be implanted with growth chips?"

The black female doctor nodded, "Well, this period of time is the time to implant growth chips, but adults like you are relatively rare."

The 'growth chip' is a kind of Daolu, which is specially used to induce thinking and stimulate the brain. It was originally developed for patients with cerebral palsy and autism.

Then it was found that if it is given to normal teenagers, it can make their body and mind develop more robustly and perfectly, so it is sought after by the majority of families.

However, ordinary families can’t afford it, because in order to pursue the ultimate effect (involution), other functions of the growth chip are very mediocre, which means that the shoulu can only be temporary, and it must be replaced when it grows up. product.

Think about Zhang Baoren's tossing about an old talisman, ordinary people can't regard this luxury as a substitute.

But with the help of Daoist since childhood, the gap between him and those ordinary people after he grows up... maybe this is life.

Zhang Baoren shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about those envious children, let's start, I can't wait."

"Okay, come here and lie on this bed."

"Please give me a talisman, please be careful."

"Don't worry, 2111 is easy to make, much easier than those little guys."

Zhang Baoren lay down on the reclining chair following the instructions of the black female doctor, and the cylinder "Lutan" slowly opened and expanded, and at the same time, driven by the mechanical arm, the whole person and the reclining chair were wrapped in it.

Then beep...beep...a ​​rapid alarm sounded.

Zhang Baoren touched his pocket in an instant and held his breath.

Then I heard the black female doctor say helplessly, "You can't carry things like strong radiation or high-energy batteries when receiving the talisman. Take them out."

The "Lutan" opened again, and Zhang Baoren took out his hand that was in the right pocket of his jacket, and pulled out a silver pistol, "Sorry, I checked the information before, but I forgot because I was too nervous."

The black female doctor reached for the gun, flipped a flower, and sized it up in front of her.

"Well, Raytheon's 'Leihuo 7', a quinone battery, a ring stabilizer, a dual-rail gun mount, high performance and high stability, is a time-tested classic."

When talking about the last 'classic style', he raised his eyebrows at Zhang Baoren, and his tone was somewhat pointed.

Because the upcoming 'Taolu' Baize 2111 is also a classic model, which also implies that the two have the same style and taste.

Zhang Baoren nodded and smiled, "After all, a century-old brand is trustworthy..."

"Hmph!" The black female doctor threw the electromagnetic pistol into a tray on the table beside her, "I'm not joking with you, as far as I know, people who never leave their bodies with this thing eventually died on it. "

Zhang Baoren glanced at the gun in the tray, looked up and said, "But ma'am, if I don't carry that thing with me, I may not be able to live now."

"Then I wish you good luck." The black female doctor tapped the button on the table, and the talisman closed again, and this time it was normal.

Then the black female doctor opened the drawer and took out a glass tube filled with an unknown blue liquid with metal ends.

"Is this the first time you have received a scripture?"

"Yes."

"No mental or immune problems?"

"No."

"Um…"

The black female doctor nodded, and put the glass tube in a mechanical hand protruding from the altar.

"Eldest sister... I shouldn't have any problem with this, right?" Zhang Baoren couldn't help but asked again.

"Don't worry, I don't know how many 2111s I have made over the years. I can even put a pig in it."

"Ok?"

"Just relax, it will be fine in one click." The black female doctor said confidently, and at the same time stretched out her hand to quickly click on the operating table.

Just two beeps, "Complete."

Zhang Baoren instantly felt a steel needle piercing his head from the back of his head, and at the same time, there seemed to be a roaring explosion sound from outside...

(End of this chapter)