I am a baa baa sheep

"Oh, you worked as an assistant to the priest? Very well, that's a plus."

"Physical fitness is too poor, it seems that we have to start with basic physical training."

Instructor Tie Claw was very strict with the girl, yelling and scolding at every turn without any scruples.

"No one cares whose niece you are in the polluted area"

"Run, run for me!"

The devilish training didn't last long, and the girl felt that she couldn't stand it anymore.

His body and mind were devastated, and he was almost unable to recover.

"You need to find a soulmate"

No bad words, maybe it's because she can see that the girl is really bad.

Instructor Iron Claw rarely said in a gentle tone: "Every bounty hunter who has lived for a long time has his own spiritual sustenance."

"As someone who has experienced it, I advise you to find one as soon as possible."

Soul sustenance, Philip or Angie?

It doesn't seem to work, it always feels like something is missing.

"It doesn't have to be a family member, an item that means a lot to me is also fine."

In this case......

Moving his little finger, Saya closed his eyes.

"Instructor, I'm going to take a day off."

"Can"

Chapter 735 Trading at a Loss

In general, Saya is just an ordinary human with a bit of mechanical talent.

She has no tough spirit, no extraordinary physique, and no great ambitions.

I just want to make money quickly as a bounty hunter and make my body more prosthetic.

What's more, even these two 'dreams' came out of nowhere.

How did she survive the three years of rigorous training by Iron Claw instructor?

'As I said earlier, one and a half years is enough. '

'Even suspended for a year and a half, I can only take a one-year crash course. '

Knowing the situation of the girl almost like the palm of his hand, Instructor Iron Claw is already preparing to refund most of the credit points.

However, weird things happened right under her nose.

Saya's condition has improved little by little, and his whole body is no longer like a string that is about to snap at any time, and he barely has some leeway (especially in terms of spirit).

"Recently the state is good"

Taking advantage of the break, the iron claw instructor pretended to be a girl as if nothing had happened.

"Phew, I felt like I was going to die a few days ago."

"I'm finally recovering now, thank God."

As she spoke, the girl kissed her little finger.

'She didn't seem to have this habit before...'

Seeing the instructor staring at her little finger, the girl said with a smile on her face: "I have undergone a small transformation operation, it is a prosthetic body."

"I can tell you liked it."

"Of course!"

The girl began to brag about how good her little finger was, and the rest time passed quickly, but Iron Claw instructor didn't remind her.

"Did it motivate you?"

Although it was a question sentence, but judging from the instructor's expression, it was quite certain.

"kindness!"

The girl nodded: "It encourages me every day, so I persevere."

"What?" Instructor Iron Claw doubted his ears.

"Instructor, didn't you say that you need to have a spiritual sustenance? My spiritual sustenance is it."

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The girl twirled her little finger dexterously, and said gratefully: "Instructor, your suggestion is really great."

"Ever since I chose my prosthetic body as my soul sustenance, I feel like it has come alive."

"That may be a little strange."

"While it wasn't spoken and couldn't speak, I just knew it was encouraging me."

By observing the girl's expression, the iron claw instructor can be sure that she is not lying.

So, is there really something weird and weird lodged on Saya's little finger, or did she develop delusions during the harsh training?

The former is too bizarre, and the latter is unlikely.

Saya's spirit is not tough, but ordinary people wouldn't have such weird delusions, right?

'I'm just training her hard, not abusing her. '

Instructor Iron Claw felt a little nervous. She interrupted today's training and sent the girl to the Mechanical Priest's workshop for inspection.

As a result, naturally there was nothing abnormal about Saya's little finger.

"My niece is very knowledgeable about prosthetics, she is a semi-expert."

"You should have heard her opinion before you came, and besides..."

Philip dissatisfied: "Have you ever heard of a prosthetic body made by a mechanical priest that would be damaged during physical training?"

The iron claw instructor found an excuse to send the girl over because he was worried that the prosthetic body would be damaged during training, even if Saya said there was absolutely no problem, he would not listen.

This is good, but as soon as it came out, it was immediately bombarded by the mechanical priest.

This is simply seriously questioning his ability to eat, and it is polite to be insulted.

"My fault"

Since it wasn't a problem with the prosthetic body, it was a spiritual reason.

Iron Claw instructor quickly led the girl back, and then started a new round of training.

She is only responsible for imparting skills to the students. If the students have any mental illness during this period, as long as the training is not delayed, they can be ignored.

This is the consistent practice of the instructors, and even the mechanical priest can't blame it.

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"Saya, you are the second longest student I have personally taught."

On the eve of her graduation, the Iron Claw instructor gave her a highly acclaimed select-fire rifle from the 'M series'.

The gun is a bit cumbersome, and the accuracy cannot be controlled when firing fully automatic.

But the biggest advantage is that - its ammunition is definitely powerful enough!

This advantage alone overwhelms all other disadvantages. To face mutant creatures, it is necessary to have such a strong gun.

"Thank you, instructor," the girl accepted gratefully.

"It's nothing more than ordinary equipment that circulates among bounty hunters."

Instructor Iron Claw's tone was full of envy: "You are the niece of Father Philip, if you can get a power glove from him, tsk tsk, those old oily people will not dare to mess with you from now on."

"What?" Saya was startled.

"The Power Fist, a massive armored gauntlet."

Iron Claw Instructor said excitedly: "It is invincible, wearing it, any mutated creature can't resist your fist!"

Wow

Saya was fascinated by what he heard, and decided to ask Philip about this weapon when he went back.

"Okay, you are now a freshly baked rookie."

"Polluted areas are calling you, credit points are calling you."

After punching the girl, Iron Claw instructor grinned and said, "Go!"

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Riding a modified motorcycle (a gift from the priest when he visited), Philip came to the machinery workshop. After Philip gave the girl a bear hug, he unceremoniously ordered her to fight him.

Saya quickly regained her senses. Thanks to her, the priest can rush home for dinner today.

"Recently, I have a lot of money, so I brought some vegetables home."

Philip said with a smile: "The life of everyone on Azik is getting better day by day. In the past two years, many welfare agencies have even popped up to help those who are lying on the street waiting to die."

"What a big change"

The girl showed a happy expression: "Is it because the polluted area has been further suppressed, and a new big company has settled in our Azik planet?"

After a pause, she asked again strangely: "However, what's the matter with the welfare institution? There are people who would make a loss-making business..."

"Couldn't it be that after taking in those homeless people, you want to conduct human experiments on them?"

"Hey, everyone had this kind of suspicion at first, and they made a fuss at first."

Philip stroked his chin and said, "But later I figured out that's not the case. The new business owners who run welfare institutions believe in the Supreme God, so they are confused and want to do 'good deeds'."

VOLUME 736: Chapter [-] Assistant

"God Supreme?"

"Well, the great gods in charge of the heavens, but they completely delegated power about a hundred years ago."

"Now, a holy angel who cannot be called by his name is in power."

Hearing this, Saya laughed suddenly: "What is this, can't you call it by name? It's too overbearing."

Philip said nothing, he did not want to talk about the subject at all.

"Ah, by the way, what is a holy angel?" the girl asked again.

"Why do you ask so many questions, you won't be able to meet them anyway."

"Pack up and go home, Saya, you have changed a lot these years, I don't think even An Qi can recognize you."

"how is this possible!"

The girl was diverted from the topic, she muttered: "It's only been three years, I'm An Qi's best friend, I'll definitely recognize you right away."

"Hmph, how about betting a hundred credits?"

It's too stingy, you can earn tens of thousands of credits for any surgery.

Saya rolled her eyes: "I bet on my motorcycle, how about you bet on power gloves?"

Philip was drinking water, and sprayed directly when he heard this.

"Power Fist? Iron Claw told you."

"A broken motorcycle wants to trick me, you are dreaming!"

The mechanical priest wiped his mouth: "Besides, that thing needs permission, and it's a pile of scrap iron for you."

"Permissions?"

"Well, it's only for insiders of Mechanicus."

Philip complacently said, "Don't you feel greedy because you don't want to join the church?"

As he said that, the mechanical priest played a detailed explanation of the use of power fists in front of the girl.