Start with a prosthetic shop

Chapter 4
Lin En was stunned for a while, and finally recalled the identity of the other party, and then said belatedly:
"Sorry, I'm going to sleep now, I'm going to sleep now."

The boy's name is Hans, and he and Lynn are old neighbors, and they used to do volunteer work together, so they have a pretty good relationship.

Hearing Lynn's apology, Hans suppressed the rising anger quickly. He looked at Lynn's trouser pocket, a little curious:
"...You are practicing guns at home, do you want to join the Lizard Gang?"

As he spoke, he unzipped the zipper as if showing off.

A large lizard was revealed.

Lynn was shocked when he saw the lizard pattern on Hans' shirt, and answered the question: "Didn't you say last time that you want to find a stable job to make money? I haven't seen you for a few days. Why did you join the Lizard Gang?"

Hans' shirt had been wrapped in a plain jacket, and Lynn hadn't noticed the change.

"...don't answer questions with questions." Hans rolled his eyes, walked into Lynn's shop, and found a chair to sit down in a leisurely manner: "There are so many stable jobs in this world for you to choose from."

"If you want me to say, doing a few exciting things with the brothers in the gang, this is already the best job."

Lynn, who was lying on the old sofa, took a bite of the shortbread in his hand, his eyes were straight, and he said doubtfully:

"How exciting?"

"Very exciting!" Hans gestured, thinking for a long time before giving an example.

"Since I joined the gang, I have been going door-to-door with the "third sister" in the gang to collect protection money every day. The third sister is a woman with big breasts, but some people say that she used to be a man."

Lynn touched his forehead.

It's very exciting.

"You don't know." As soon as Hans opened the chatter, he began to chatter: "Both of her arms have been transformed into prosthetic bodies. It is said that her grip strength has reached 200kg, and she can easily lift several people with one punch. Smashed a car!"

When Hans described the power of the "Third Sister", his tone became exaggerated, as if boasting that the leader could bring him any substantial benefits, but Lin En, who was listening, just said lightly:
"Oh."

This is really nothing unusual for him, and Blue Star's film and television works have greatly raised his psychological threshold.

Is Thanos snapping his fingers so powerful?

"Oh?"

Hans became impatient.

"Lyn, you don't understand this at all. Her prosthetic body, her strong metal arms, are completely different from the rags sold in your prosthetic body shop!"

Lin En scratched his head, it was indeed true, his prosthetic body shop sold some junk sources, but these prosthetic limbs were not for combat, they could only be used for ordinary people's daily life.

Even if they can't sell it, these rags and scraps of iron are about to grow hair.

Those who can exchange prosthetic limbs in the crossfire are all rich people, but rich people don't go to his shop at all!
Otherwise he wouldn't be earning a living fixing junk.

"Once, there was a man on the west side of the street who deliberately refused to pay the money. The third sister had a conflict with him. He suddenly pulled out a gun and almost killed me! Fortunately, it was a critical moment."

"It sounds like your new job is very dangerous."

"But danger and opportunity alike..."

"You once told me that you want to learn mathematics and literature by yourself, apply for a job as an experimental primary school teacher in a shanty town, and leave work every day after get off work, so that you can live your life peacefully, not looking for a grandeur, but just asking for someone to collect the corpse."

Recalling the past, Hans was silent for a moment, but his eyes soon became firm again. He shook his fingers, and his tone became calm from the excitement just now:

"That was me before."

"I have lived in this world for more than 20 years, and the only truth I have realized is that the poor do not deserve to live."

"You know, I also dream of saving money to buy a set of prosthetics equipped with machine guns. I also dream of relying on my marksmanship and body skills to become famous in the entire crossfire. I want to win the identity certificate of the shanty town and buy a mobile terminal , swim on the Internet, and really settle in the city of Anning.

I don't want to be like you, guarding a dilapidated shop, slowly rotting and stinking in the corner, this kind of life is meaningless. "

"Give me this chance, and I will definitely win everything."

"And along the way, it's just a little bit of wind and frost."

Lin En stared at the resolute Hans in a daze. His neat crew cut was burnt yellow, like dazzling wheat awns, pointing to the sky one by one.

. . . . . .

a week later.

The weather is getting colder, and the end of the east wind has added some clothes for the pedestrians on the road.

Sitting at the table, Lin En raised his head to look at the scenery outside the window, and saw the autumn wind swirling the dust on the old street, and then blowing it away suddenly, like a joke.

He opened the window, and a gust of wind came in, flipping the September calendar on the wall to October, and flipping it to December.

"Yang Gui still owes me fifty cents." Lin En's thoughts diverged, and he had not been in the book for a long time.

During this period of time, he worked day and night, got up every day and fired hundreds of rounds of ammunition, and then began to learn mechanical technology, and he had successfully raised his shooting skills to the lv2 level.

The proficiency of mechanical manufacturing, the upper-level subject of mechanical maintenance, is also steadily improving.

In terms of feeling, there is actually no feeling. The space in the store is limited. After Lin En's shooting skills reached lv2, no matter whether he is kneeling, standing, or quickly drawing his gun to shoot, he will hit the bull's-eye as soon as he shoots.

Three-meter target.

The prosthetic body shop was still empty as usual.

From good to den, from evil to collapse.

His lost reputation cannot be restored in a day or two.

But lately he feels extra tired.

"Ding dong."

When the electric bell rang, Lin En put down his book, feeling a little excited.

Another new customer has arrived.

He put down the man on hand, and just about to go straight to open the door, he hesitated for a moment, and inserted the gun on the table into his waist.

Standing outside the door was a tattered man with a bronze medal tied around his waist. There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes. When he saw Lin En, he couldn't help but walk in.

Lynn subconsciously took a step back to avoid it, and said in accordance with the usual practice:

"Lin En Prosthetic Body Shop, what do you want?"

The man looked around, and finally met Lynn's eyes:
"I want a prosthetic."

Lin En swallowed a mouthful of saliva, touched his waist with his right hand, and said calmly:
"The prosthetic limbs are all on the shelf. There are only everyday ones here. They don't carry any weapons. Just tell me which one you like."

These prosthetics are old things from a few years ago, each cost less than 100 points, and no one usually buys them, and they are all dusty in the store.

Putting it in the store is just to support the facade, and it doesn't make money at all.

The man nodded, picked one from the shelf, weighed it in his hand, and——

Turn around and run!

"Grass! Come back, you haven't paid the money yet!"

Lin En was anxious, subconsciously took out the gun, hesitated for a moment and did not dare to shoot him in the heart, deviated a point, brushed his arm, and the man flew out from the door.

This can't be blamed on Lin En, after all, he lived in a safe country in his previous life, and he didn't have the experience and determination to shoot zero-dollar shoppers with guns.

Lynn just wanted to chase him out, but just as he raised his foot, he felt dizzy in his brain, and a reminder appeared in front of his eyes.

【Life -1】

Lin En's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly opened the proficiency panel, no longer caring about the person who ate the overlord's meal.

Lynn————

Lifespan: (26/43)

[Mechanical Maintenance LV2 has a small success: 243/500
Slightly successful shooting LV2: 221/500
First glimpse of mechanical manufacturing LV1: 83/100
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Lynn's scalp tingled.

What a year!
In a sense, he is half buried in the ground now!

"How could this be? I've been living a regular life." Lin En was puzzled, and began to recall the details of his previous life. This time, he connected all the details of his previous life together.

Helping the kidneys and panting after walking a few steps, lack of energy, lack of concentration, etc., are all early warnings that the body is under heavy pressure.

"Is it too late to stay up late? But I also go to bed at two o'clock in college."

Lin En frowned. If he really lost his life at this rate, he would die of old age before he could master his skills.

He picked up all kinds of food on the table and began to study the ingredient list carefully.

These foods are all low-quality ingredients wholesaled to the place of delivery, and the packaging is relatively simple. The ingredient list is small and hidden, for fear that consumers will find it.

Energy bar powder is made by sterilizing insects such as worms and cockroaches, grinding them into powder and then compressing them, and adding various additives. It has sufficient carbohydrates, proteins and other nutrients, and contains a wide range of trace elements.

Half the periodic table is in there.

But it has also passed a certain food safety management monitoring, the taste is quite good, it can be said to be clean and hygienic.

The syrup tastes a bit inferior, similar to cola, but sweeter, more gassy, ​​and tastes better, but some unknown stimulating ingredients are added, which is a bit throat-inducing.

You can also feel the tumbling of the bubbles when you drink it in your stomach.

After taking another ladle of tap water, Lynn took a closer look, but couldn't see anything.

But these waters seem to be different from Blue Star's tap water. Lynn tasted it carefully and found that the tap water lacked the taste of chlorine.

Lynn was silent.

"The world is like shit."

Recalling the thrilling moment just now, he still felt overwhelmed, but a detail suddenly caught his attention.

That man seemed to be wearing a bronze medal around his waist.

"Unexpectedly, this is Yang Gui's subordinate!" Lin En didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he called Yang Gui, told him the thrilling story that happened just now, and said:

"If you meet him at the junkyard, remember to ask him to return the money to me."

(End of this chapter)