Start with a prosthetic shop

Chapter 5
On the second day,
"I'm sorry, my subordinates have caused you trouble." Yang Gui chuckled, put a small cloth bag on Lin En's table, and said repeatedly: "Don't worry, I didn't instigate him."

Lin En took the cloth bag and counted it. It happened to be the price of the gun, and then his expression eased a little.

"Thank you for making this extra trip today."

"Good to say, good to say"

Yang Gui nodded repeatedly, then turned around coolly, without mentioning the money he owed.

Before Lynn could react, he had already run away.

"Damn, this old thing." Lin En was speechless, this old street is really a good place with outstanding people.

Enjoy all kinds of exotic flowers anytime, anywhere.

Under the background of other people, Yang Gui also appeared to be of noble character.

Before Lin En could clean up his emotions, Aunt Sobby walked into Lynn's shop looking left and right like she was wearing a swimming ring.

"Big mechanic, my tricycle is broken, can you fix it for me?"

Different from the mechanical waste dumped at the nailhead dock, the profit of picking up domestic waste is relatively low, but it is also better than safety.Aunt Soapy wakes up early and greedily picks up trash cans every day, so she can get something to eat.

Lynn was speechless,

He is obviously the owner of the prosthetic body shop, and logically he can be regarded as a mechanic, but he does these jobs every day.

Seeing Lin En's expressionless face, Aunt Subi thought it was because he didn't know how to do it, and said worriedly:
"Ah, my three wheels are very precious, don't repair them for me, I will use them tomorrow"

"Come on, where is your three rounds?"

Lynn was helpless.

He is actually not very good at vehicle maintenance, but vehicles can be regarded as machines. Judging from the effect of analogy, it is impossible for him not to repair a broken three-wheeled wheel.

Walking out of the store, Lynn found a stuck three-wheeled tractor. The tractor was full of garbage, and the iron materials on the edge were also full of rust stains. It looked like it had been used for many years.

"Do you know how to fix it? I just drove it on and suddenly stopped."

Lynn stepped forward and pulled the valve out.

Break off the pressure.

Then, under Aunt Soapy's shocked gaze, the tractor's chain began to twitch and rattle.

"Come on."

"Really okay?"

Aunt Soapy got on the tractor dubiously.

Lynn easily let go of the valve.

Puffs of blue smoke rose from the chimney of the tractor, and the tractor resumed operation.

[Mechanical Maintenance - Vehicle Maintenance: exp+1]

".Thank you, I will give you the money next time!"

Aunt Soapy said in surprise.

Lin En touched his forehead, he didn't know if there would be a next time.

But what he didn't know was that since this time, Aunt Subi has said Lin En's goodness to everyone, and it's both praise and promotion, which really saved him a little bit of word of mouth.

It's just a matter of not mentioning money.

Back home, it was noon in a flash.

"Lyn, Lynn, you must not go down like this again!"

A godless face was portrayed in the floor-to-ceiling mirror. Looking closely, it was somewhat similar to a panda, exuding a strong sense of immortality.

In the days after time travel, Lynn stayed up late every day, overeating
The bad habits he developed in his previous life were brought into this world, which not only shortened his life, but also greatly reduced his learning efficiency.

He decided to change all that.

For the sake of his health, he immediately formulated a detailed schedule, and decided not to stay up late in the future, but to exercise every day.

But before that, he had to solve the problem of food safety.

Although they can meet the needs of the human body for a day, they exude an unclean smell from the inside out. Lynn feels that he has become so weak because of eating these foods.

These foods are really rubbish!
When I came to the market, the atmosphere of the market today was a bit weird. A large group of construction workers were clanging and beating, and a group of people were pointing, as if they were repairing buildings.

Leaflets of Grundfos can be seen everywhere on the board room of the market.

Going straight to Banwen's food store, Lin En saw the sad-faced boss as soon as he entered the door. The metal walnut in his hand was gone, and he was sick, and he didn't see it when he came.

"what happened?"

Realizing the desertedness of the small shop, Lynn asked with some concern.

"...The business has been sluggish recently." The boss sighed, stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, and walked out of the store.

"Grundfos is coming." The boss tore off the flyer pasted on his store door, pointed at the number on it, full of resentment.

"Their price is too low, two points for a catty of syrup, it can't even earn back the capital!"

"I'm a middleman, and I get the goods from three small workshops in the Middle East and South East. But now all the syrup workshops in the crossfire area can't keep the cost down so low. When the company comes, what will we eat?"

Lynn touched his forehead.

Prices have been lowered, which is good news for consumers.

Human sorrows and joys are not interlinked.

Lynn looked at the price of the food, and his eyelids twitched. These goods have become extremely expensive, and it looks like the last madness of the small workshop.

This is the last wave of running away!

Lin En coughed and called the boss's attention back, and then slowly explained the purpose of the trip.

"You want clean food?" The boss frowned and said with some uncertainty:

"How about I wash the energy bar for you?"

"No, I mean, food with better ingredients." Lynn expressed himself with both hands. He wanted to eat normal food such as seafood, meat, and vegetables.

Only then did the boss understand, and said:

"Oh! You want the kind of high-end goods in the city, which are expensive."

"What, your luck has changed?"

The boss looked up and down at Lynn's shabby clothes, he didn't feel like it.

Lynn was taken aback. He did not receive any orders from Grundfos recently.

This is normal.

No big company will give him an order.

Ban Wen was deliberately entertaining him.

"We don't have a workshop here that can have that kind of craftsmanship, and those high-end raw materials are not shipped to me at all.

If you want to eat those things, you can go to the Ambition Restaurant on the other side of the market and ask, but most people can't afford to eat there. "

The boss pointed.

Lynn looked at the hotel in the distance, thoughtful.

After a while, Lynn walked out of the market with a constipated expression on his face.

He had come home with a meager purse.

"It's too expensive, a Chinese cabbage costs hundreds, who the hell can afford it?"

His trolley was loaded with another batch of bad food, and there was really no other way but to eat it.

Since you can't regulate your body from diet, you can only exercise and keep fit.

Lin En secretly made up his mind to exercise after returning home.

Sudden.

Out of the corner of his eye he caught a figure.

A man in a shabby leather jacket has been following him for a long time.

Lynn's pace quickened a little.

But the opponent's footsteps also accelerated, just sticking to Lynn's back, waiting for an opportunity.

As if feeling the cold gaze of the other party, Lynn's scalp tingled.

It is certainly impossible for him to go home now.

Once you go home, it is equivalent to revealing your home address, and there may be some surprises waiting for you in the future.

The alleys on the left and right of the old street are like a huge mouth that chooses people to eat, and they are dark, revealing a hint of ominous meaning.

Near the entrance of the alley, Lin En suddenly changed his speed, turned into the alley, and disappeared into the old street.

The man was startled, he clenched the pistol in his pocket with his right hand, and followed the sound of distant footsteps through the alleyway.

Lin En's heart was pounding, and his gasping gasps exposed his position. Now he was crying in his heart.

"It's like this, if I knew it, I would have worked out!"

His running speed is getting slower and slower, and if he continues like this, he will definitely be caught up.

Instead of wasting energy and fleeing, it is better to fight directly.

He became ruthless, stopped walking, took out his gun, and pointed it at the wall at the end of the alley.

The man with the gun rushed over, and the moment he saw the muzzle of the gun, he raised the gun himself!
boom!
Lynn subconsciously pulled the trigger.

A leaping blue glow shot out from the barrel, precisely shattering the man's chest.

His upper body was burnt with electricity, and his wide eyes were full of disbelief, as if he didn't expect Lynn to shoot so decisively.

The man fell to the ground with a plop, and there was no more sound.

The flustered Lynn ran to the house quickly, closed the door heavily, and covered his beating heart.

"Fuck, I'm so awesome."

In film and television works, it is usually described that the protagonist who kills for the first time is flustered, retching and nauseated, and it takes a long time to accept this fact.

But the fact is that Lynn doesn't feel anything strange now. He just lightly pressed the trigger on a person, and he didn't engage in a bloody battle in the field of cold weapons.

After a murder, the rush of adrenaline overwhelms the fear.

As for the hideous corpse, Lynn doesn't have much memory now, as if his brain automatically filtered out redundant information for him.

He only felt a moment of dread now.

If he had never practiced shooting, he might be the one who died now.

Perhaps only in the dead of night, or some day in the future, he will suddenly remember what he did today, empathize with the murdered, and then feel a wave of fear and uneasiness.

That night.

Lin En reversed his previous slump, cleared out a space, and even started to do push-ups!
He slowly probed the ground with both hands, keeping his body in a straight line from shoulders to ankles, with his arms on his chest, and the distance between his hands was slightly wider than his shoulders. He kept this movement, and the sweat quickly flowed down.

The elbows were slightly bent, and as soon as they were bent, they had to straighten again, and the arms began to tremble.

He can't do any of them!
【Exercise: exp+1】

thump.

Lynn collapsed on the ground.

He just shot a little, and he was already exhausted.

When you open the panel, there is indeed [Exercise LV1 First Look (1/100)] on the panel. As long as you persevere, your proficiency will gradually increase, and your physical fitness will gradually improve.

"Come again!" Lin En supported the kidney, still dissatisfied, and got up again.

His two arms couldn't stop shaking, he just pressed his lower body down, even so, it was very difficult to do it, after doing one or two, he collapsed on the ground as if boneless, his clothes were soaked in sweat.

During countless times of training, Lin En obviously felt that the strength of his arms was gradually increasing. He could not do a single push-up before, but now he can slowly do one.

Lynn was feverish all over, but the soreness in his body was gradually subsiding. His strained muscles quickly repaired, and his body returned to the peak state of panel locking.

He could clearly feel that his shortness of breath was gradually becoming longer, and his physical fitness was also increasing rapidly.

He felt the trickle of heat in his body, and a perfect balance was formed between the growth of his muscles and the fatigue of his body. At this moment, he actually felt a little bit of happiness.

After two hours of exercise, Lynn's exercise proficiency has increased by ten points!

He didn't dare to slack off, simply took a hot shower, then sat at the desk to study theoretical knowledge, thinking about his future life, a little distracted.

Life is getting better, it's obvious.

Open the curtains, the sky is already dark.

He looked at the majestic giant city named Anning in the distance, where the skyscrapers and scattered high-tech towers illuminated the entire city.

From the glass surface of a certain building, a huge Caucasian woman's face protruded. She was posing, her skin was blown to pieces, and her lips were hot. It was an advertisement for genetic beauty products.

Lynn smiled.

"What is the scene in the city like? I really want to see it."

A burst of noise broke the silence of the old street, followed by the shouts of several people and the shattering of glass.Before Lynn could react, the sound of the assault rifle firing was like pouring beans.

Mixed with the gunshots was the plop of corpses falling to the ground.

Lynn closed the curtains and said nothing.

The next day,

When the electric bell rang, Lin En's expression lifted, and he stroked the bulge of his waist with his right hand, only then did he feel a little relieved.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw someone coming.

It was Aunt Subi who asked her to repair the tractor a few days ago who came in.

"Auntie, the tractor is broken again?"

He subconsciously asked, only to realize that there was actually another person behind Aunt Subi.

This is a very old man, Lynn recognized him, he is the neighbor who lives in the opposite door, runs a small store, everyone calls him Lao Lu.

But he was only in his forties.

In this firefighting place, he seemed to be considered an old birthday star.

But Lin En seldom went to Lao Lu's small shop to buy things. He relied on being the only small shop in the area, and the things he sold were much higher than the market price. He heard that he often had conflicts with customers.

Lynn would rather walk a few steps to the market to buy.

"Lin En, this is your old Uncle Lu. His mobile phone is broken. Can you fix it?"

Aunt Soapy greeted warmly.

"Can it work?" Lao Lu looked at Lin En suspiciously. If it weren't for the fact that Mrs. Subi hadn't been caught by some evil spirit and spared no effort in boasting every day, it would be impossible for him to ask Lin En to repair the phone.

What is Lynn?
People all over the world know that he is a bad guy.

Repairing things is the same as seeing a doctor. Some people, even if they have a small cold, still want to be called an expert director.

"What are you talking about? Since you are here, don't say such annoying things. I am here to cultivate things, so how can I deliberately lie to you?"

Mama Soapy was a little displeased.

Lin En took the phone and checked it out. With a general idea in mind, he vomited:
"Five o'clock, no credit!"

"What, no credit at all?" Lao Lu frowned and snorted coldly: "It takes money to repair a mobile phone, and if you don't have credit, you don't get credit, but if you repair it for me, you will have to pay for the original price!"

"I bought this phone for more than 30 yuan!"

Lin En was speechless, secretly thinking that these people's vision is too low.

Because there is no internet.

There are signal towers in the firefighting area, and they can make calls to each other, but there is no network.

It would cost a lot of money to use a mobile phone to access the Internet. You had to enter Anning City, get a mobile terminal, and handle network access agreements and other things.

Lynn removed the back cover, changed a battery, and returned the phone to the other party intact.

The lithium-ion battery is aging, just replace it with a new one.

"What?" Lao Lu was shocked, "Just fiddle with it for a while, and it will be fixed?"

"If you just do it like this, how can I give you five points?"

"Why not?"

Lynn was a little angry:

"Are you saying that it has been repaired?"

"You think I just moved my hands, but it takes years and years of practice to know where to do it!"

After this battle, Lynn's reputation began to emerge.

Everyone around here knew that there was a man who was very good at repairing broken things, and he was selling dog meat with a sheep's head from a prosthetic shop, so heroes from all walks of life came one after another.

"Master, my alarm clock is broken, can you fix it?"

"Master, my bicycle chain fell off, can you change it here?"

"Master, my girlfriend ran away with someone else"

"This really won't work!" Lin En sternly rejected some of them who made trouble for no reason, and at the same time used guns to force away a few who wanted to buy for zero yuan, so that the business could barely continue.

Most of the people who come and go are old men and old ladies. At most, a few bronze medalists who pick up garbage in Nailhead Dock come to ask Lynn to renovate the metal garbage so that they can be sold at a better price.

I don't know if it was introduced by Yang Gui.

His income can be regarded as rising with the tide, and he only earns a few points on average for repairing a piece of "trash". After all, not everyone can find good things like Yang Gui.

The business is good every day, and a dozen people can come in to repair the garbage.
Business is not good, there are also four or five,

Not much, but enough to survive.

That night, after reading a book on mechanics, Lynn did a set of push-ups and a set of squats, took a hot bath with boiled water, and fell asleep early.

While sleeping soundly, Lynn suddenly woke up.

He seemed to hear a loud voice in his dream,

He thought for a while, and finally recalled that it seemed to be a gunshot that was close at hand!

Lynn swallowed, pulled out the gun from under the pillow,

He tensed up.

But then nothing happened.

After falling asleep in a daze, Lynn got up early the next morning.

There are many people gathered outside Lao Lu's small store opposite.

Lynn got dressed and walked over to have a look,
The atmosphere is a little weird.

"what happened?"

Aunt Subi seemed a little flustered. Seeing Lin En coming, she hurried over and said in a low voice:
"Don't you know, the gunfire last night."

"I know." Lynn said, it was the loud gunshot that woke him up.

"Old Lu is dead!"

"Ah? Dead?" Lynn was stunned.

Fortunately, a few days ago, I still felt that he was an old birthday star, and he could live to be more than 40 years old under this environment.

In just a few days, this man is dead!

"How did you die?"

"He was shot to death!"

"I know what I mean, why did he get killed?"

Aunt Subi looked around, and then said: "I heard that there was a young man who bought things from him. He thought the things he sold were too expensive, and the two of them quarreled."

"Then, the young man shot and killed Lao Lu!"

"It's that simple?"

"if not?"

Lin En felt a chill from the bottom of his heart uncontrollably,
Although Lao Lu is a bit unkind, he always cares about every detail and likes to be greedy for petty gains.

But people in the old street are like this.

He and Lao Lu are across the street, and both of them run shops. Today is Lao Lu, and tomorrow it may be himself.

This place is really unfriendly to the shopkeepers.

Lin En also secretly decided in his heart that if he meets someone who buys for zero yuan again in the future, he might as well let them take it.

The loss is nothing more than a little money, and it is not worthwhile to risk your life with these people.

"Or this place is not very good, everyone wants to move out!"

Mother Soapy whispered.

"Like the Sun Wei at the east end of the street two years ago, didn't he just save enough money to go to the market and move out of the old street?"

Lynn nodded. He had also heard the name Sun Wei before. He was the son-in-law of one of his neighbors. He was talked about by the neighbor all day long. Later, he seemed to say that he learned a craft of assembling guns from a beggar and developed it. Then he moved to live in the market.

The people in the market are protected by the Lizard Gang, so that crimes will not happen every minute.

"Didn't you just say that the housing prices in the market have recently risen again, and I heard that it costs more than 3000 per flat now!"

A bitter neighbor said.

Several people spontaneously discussed this topic back.

"What, the last time I checked, it was still [-] flat. It's only been two months. Why did the price increase again?"

"Damn it, I can't even afford a toilet with all my net worth."

back home,

Lynn had a sad look on his face.

This place is too dangerous!

For his own safety, he also wanted to move into the market.

But during the conversation just now, he took the time to inquire about the housing prices in the market, and found that they were as expensive as expected.

"I still have to make money."

Life is not easy, Lynn sighed.

Fortunately, he didn't have nothing, and he still had a prosthetic body shop specializing in repairing rags, which he could barely manage.

"You can't just repair the broken ones!"

Lynn made up her mind.

The good thing about this line of work is that the income is stable and you can earn a living, but the disadvantages are also obvious.

It doesn't make a lot of money!

Just relying on this kind of petty trouble, at most, you can help the neighbors and restore a little reputation of the neighbors. Let’s not talk about those thieves who are greedy for petty gains on credit. It is nowhere in sight to save enough money to rent a house in the market.

As far as Lynn's current ability is concerned, it is considered a leader among the prosthetic body shops in the whole street.

If this goes on like this, that's Qucai!

Must be transformed!
So, Lynn went all over the prosthetic body shops on the street today, trying to find out what they were selling.

There are still several prosthetic body shops on this old street. Lin En's family looked over and found that the environment of these shops was cleaner than Lin En's, and the business was more prosperous than Lin En's.

Some people even knew Lynn and greeted this colleague proactively.

But none of them sold prosthetic bodies!

The things in it are still similar to those in Lynn’s store, the difference is that there are more guns,

The few prosthetic arms are actually unique to Lin En's store, like the long gown that Kong Yiji couldn't take off.

With such doubts, Lynn consulted professionals.

".It's a prosthetic body shop, that's a unified name. I also wanted to make a prosthetic body."

The owner of a prosthetic body shop spreads his hands.

"But those are all things in the city, and the poor can't afford them. You see, I'm already in a branch store in Laojie. Don't I have to be more down-to-earth and sell some screwdrivers and screwdrivers in the store?"

Lynn suddenly realized.

Oh!
I used to own a hardware store.

The boss also lowered his voice, motioned Lynn to lean his ear, and whispered:
".I also heard that the beggars in the city all have metal prosthetic limbs! That kind of person is the best in the firefighting area, but he can only be a beggar in the city!"

"If you can open a store in the city, you will really make a lot of money!"

"Think about it, beggars have spare money for prosthetics, let alone other people."

"Really?" Lin En echoed the boss's bragging.

"I have a friend who was also born in the firefighting area, and he has advanced to the city in three years!" The boss suddenly puffed up his chest, proudly: "Everyone relies on his own efforts. Listen to me, he is a very talented person." Foresight, stockpiling food before the famine"

Lynn wiped his sweat.

"That day, he told me that the dogs in the city had titanium alloy eyes!"

Lynn was shocked.

"what?"

"So arrogant?"

The boss thinks so,

"Either way, even if it's a dog, it has to be reborn in Anning City."

Bought a few guns in several shops of the same trade,
Back home, Lynn roughly figured out the way.

Making guns is the most profitable.

Nothing else.

What prosthetics, no one bought them at all.

Those who are rich buy from famous masters in the market, who is shopping and spending at the roadside stalls?
People who come and go on the old street, from the young to the old, all have bulging pockets,
The gun is likely worth more than all of them.

You have to buy it too.

You don't even have the confidence to rob a bank without a gun.

That night, Lynn began to disassemble the parts of the firearm.

Successfully gained proficiency.

[Mechanics-Mechanical Maintenance-Firearms Maintenance: exp+1]

[Mechanics - Machinery Manufacturing - Gun Manufacturing: exp+1]

Firearms can also be regarded as machinery, and their maintenance and manufacture are also a subset of mechanics. In the theoretical work Lynn studied, there is also the shadow of the structure of firearms.

Therefore, for Lynn, he does not need to learn from scratch for the two skills of gun repair and manufacturing, but the progress bar is half full at the beginning.

"According to this speed, I estimate that it will take less than a week to make my own gun."

Lynn yawned.

Three days later,
Lynn began to think,

What type of template is the first gun to make.

"The guns in the firefighting areas can be roughly divided into two types."

"One is a kinetic energy weapon, and the other is a technical weapon."

As the name suggests, a kinetic energy weapon is a weapon that can launch super-high-speed bullets and use kinetic energy to destroy the target through direct collision.

Technical weapons refer to weapons that use electromagnetic energy to propel all-metal ammunition to extreme speeds to penetrate bunkers or walls.

But most of the technical weapons on the market in the crossfire area can't meet this standard, and almost all of them are adapted to the sp-1 blue laser battery manufactured by ATAKI to launch energy bullets.

So is the lethality.

After comprehensive research, he still intends to create a crude technical weapon.

This one is cool and sells well.

The components of technical weapons can be briefly divided into five modules, namely energy extraction and supply system, stabilizer, energy output terminal, welding device and absorption shield, among which the most important one is the absorption shield.

This component can be used to absorb excess ionizing radiation and prevent the user from getting leukemia.

Even if nothing else is installed, this should be installed.

But where do the ingredients for these things come from?
Lin En first thought of Yang Gui.

"Hey, Boss Lin, you're all well and good." Yang Gui's hoarse voice came.

"Long story short." Lin En exhaled, and said directly: "I want to do some industrial transformation, I know you are quite influential in Nailhead, I need 20 yuan voltage stabilizer, 20 yuan sp-1 blue laser Generator and battery, thirty kilograms of Type 1 standard steel, and ten pieces of sp-2 rapid-fire blue laser generator, I have the lathe here, don’t bother you.”

"You take the time to withdraw the money, it will definitely not be less."

The sp-2 rapid-fire blue laser generator is an upgraded version of the sp-1 blue laser emitter, which has a certain penetrating ability. It is the basic model released by ATAKI energy company many years ago.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and the voice suddenly raised an octave.

"Boss Lin, you want to make a fortune. If you have the ability, tell me earlier!"

Yang Gui is in a hurry.

He was really in a hurry.

For so many days, he looked everywhere for an arms wholesale store that could lower the price, but he couldn't find it.

As long as he can arm the Bronze Medalists and fight the Lizard Gang head-on, it's not impossible to squeeze out a part of Nailhead's share.

I didn't expect this opportunity to be here!
"I can get all the things you said, wait until tomorrow, and tomorrow I will talk to you in person."

the next day,
Yang Gui is here.

Chatted with Lynn.

"Two thousand, just two thousand."

Lynn's face twitched.

Two thousand is almost all of his savings, and he still has a few hundred left to eat.

Yang Gui stretched out five fingers,

"Boss Lin, you are being dishonest. Two thousand can't buy these things, at least two thousand and five!"

"Two thousand."

"Two thousand and five!"

"That's it." Lynn said suddenly, "2000 yuan, I'll give you the priority to make it for you. It turns out that sp-1 guns cost at least [-]. If you wholesale them for bronze medal customers, I'll give you a [-]% discount."

"Deal." Yang Gui said straightforwardly, he knew that he had benefited after a little calculation.

But he was not in a hurry to leave, the two of them started chatting while making tea.

While drinking tea, Yang Gui kept looking at Lin En's face, and suddenly asked suspiciously, "Boss Lin, have you lost weight?"

When he took a closer look, surprise appeared between his brows: "The dark circles under the eyes have also faded!"

"Hehe." Lynn smiled, this is exactly the result of his fitness exercises in the past few days.

Since he lost his life a few days ago, he has made up his mind to stay away from unhealthy living habits.

"Oh." Yang Guiyue tasted the tea, and the more he tasted a bit of bitterness from the tea, he said with emotion: "Brother, I have been friends with you for so many years, it can be said that I want to watch you get rich."

"It's just a few guns. There are so many shops in this old street. Do you say that every time you go to a shop, it is going to make a fortune?"

Lynn smiled.

"It's different!" Yang Gui shook his head, "Trust my eyes, you dare to buy the SP-2 rapid-fire blue laser accessories yourself, and you dare to say that you really don't know anything about T2 firearms?"

Of course Lynn knew the origin of the theory of energy levels.

Energy level is a power measurement method established in Anning City, which is divided into T1~T9 from low to high.Most of the firearms in the firefight are T1 energy level.This kind of gun does not require a high-end production line, and one person can make it by himself with raw materials after reading books for a few weeks, and it only takes a little effort at most.

Of course, the power is not flattering.

Lynn fired at least 100 bullets every day during this period, and he also discovered this fact during multiple shootings.

The rate of fire of energy bullets is not very fast, and the lethality is as if they have been castrated. A healthy man should be able to avoid the vital parts when he concentrates, at least it is far worse than the kinetic energy weapons in his previous life.

But that doesn't mean it can't kill people with a single shot.

Lynn was dumbfounded.

This Yang Gui is quite knowledgeable.

He did have such a plan, intending to use the sp-2 rapid-fire blue laser accessories to replace the sp-2 when the proficiency of the gun manufacturing subset exceeded lv1.

The former has a higher energy output power and is more lethal than the latter,
Of course, it is even more difficult to equip it with a firearm.

The profits are of course more.

……

That afternoon, Lynn built the first of the new guns.

This gun is strictly imitated according to the T1 energy level energy pistol in Lynn's hand, including the trademark and so on.

Anyway, in this firefight, no one cares about these.

There will be no major corporations suing Lynn.

He weighed both.

Portions are about the same.

Checked the appearance again.

The exterior is the same.

"Next, test the power."

Lynn exhaled slowly, and stood in front of the metal target with the prototype and imitation of the energy pistol, and placed a professional energy-impact sensor behind the target to test fire respectively.

"boom!"

The sensor screen blinks.

T1.2
Next up are imitations.

"boom."

T1.3
"Okay, almost."

Lynn was relieved, and the slight error was within the acceptable range, which meant that he had made his first gun.

From then on, the business scope of Lin En's prosthetic body shop was not just repairing broken things.

It's repairing junk and selling guns.

This is milestone progress.

. . . . . .

A week passed.

Seven days is enough for one person to complete many things, such as completing summer homework from scratch, such as surprise final exams, such as reading a novel. For Lynn, these seven days have brought him a huge improvement.

After his day and night hard work, his gun manufacturing, training, shooting and other skills have reached level lv2, and mechanical maintenance is not far from level lv3.

Of course, exercise should be done step by step.

As long as he doesn't die, his body will always get stronger and stronger.

On this day, Lynn was running on the treadmill, and the leaden morning light shone through the curtains.

It's 35:[-] in the morning.

A lot of new furniture has been added to the back room of the prosthetic body shop, such as the treadmill he just used, which he made by himself in his spare time out of scrap metal.

In addition, there is an extra simple lathe, scattered tools, screwdrivers, files, screwdrivers, hammers, etc. are also neatly stored in the tool box, and even the wires on the ground are more organized.

The reception area has been completely remodeled. Lin En sweeps the floor every day these days, and Lin En brushes the radial stains on the floor with detergent. Stains buckle down.

The dust on the shelves was also cleaned, and the prosthetic body that was not cared for was taken down by Lin En, and the surface was cleaned, and then refurbished with the knowledge he had just learned, and it did not look unsightly anymore.

A bunch of well-made energy pistols and revolvers are placed on the shelves. These are all Lynn's painstaking efforts this week.

Lynn got off the treadmill and wiped his face with a towel. The machine behind him beeped twice and returned to silence.

His figure was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

The eyes are bright, the abdominal fat has been reduced, the muscles of the limbs are firm, and the muscles of the lower abdomen can already be seen faintly.

Facing the mirror, Lynn became playful and made a victory gesture.

"A self-disciplined life needs no explanation!"

(End of this chapter)