Chapter Ninety-Four: A Killer Comes from Far Away

"You're curious about how this robotic arm works?"

Tusra caught Wren's gaze and seemed to see through his thoughts, smiling slightly.

But that skinny face, when you laugh, always makes people feel a little infiltrated.

He didn't mind, and explained directly: "Your teacher should have told you that the toxin has destroyed most of the nerves and muscles in my body, and I am left with some sensations above my neck now." ”

Speaking of this, the old man controlled the mechanical arm and pointed to his head, and said: "So, your teacher gave me a plan, which directly linked the biological limbs to the nerves of the brain, so that I could avoid the fate of being paralyzed in bed and unable to take care of myself for the rest of my life..."

When Wren heard it, this routine was a little familiar.

Isn't this the way Ilubeck himself thought of installing a spider arm for himself?

"Yes, you read that right, it's the same 'swamp tarantula' that your teacher transplanted."

Tusra raised an eyebrow, paralysis did not break his will, but was still optimistic, and said, "It's just that biological limbs are too fragile for us mechanics, so I only took a small part of the neural connection tissue as an external nerve signal receiver, and replaced the other joints with physically driven tentacle-shaped metal robotic arms. ”

At this time, he showed a mechanical claw that was as flexible as an arm, knocking on the wall and saying: "This is a 'black titanium alloy', which is light in weight, high strength, low in thermal conductivity, and better than an arm..."

"Oh... I see. ”

Wren probably understood this explanation.

However, he also has an accurate understanding of Grandpa Carl's scientific research level.

If this "Tuster Fuentes" can design such an exquisite external mechanical skeleton, then he is definitely a palace-level figure in the field of mechanics.

But Wren was also a little puzzled, he had been in the library for more than a month, and he had already familiarized himself with the history of the two empires.

It can be said that he has heard of a slightly famous master, why is Grandpa Carl such a powerful mechanic, but he has never seen a record in any classics?

The mechanics of this world also have the term "patent". If you can invent a new patent, you can immediately register it in the machinist association and report it to the whole country. The master who can create this octopus robotic arm is impossible without hundreds of patents.

But "Zhi Brain" searched the names of almost all the famous mechanics with patents in the mechanics' union, and there was no such "Tust Fuentes".

That's weird...

Now, though, is clearly not the time to be curious.

.......

Carl saw that after his grandfather said a few words, his face became a little pale, and he hurriedly walked up and asked with concern, "Grandpa, are you okay?" ”

It is easy to move with a robotic arm, but his brain is also damaged by toxins, and he will faint frequently, which is very dangerous.

Tusra waved his mechanical arm to show that he was fine, and then asked, "I was suddenly woken up by the alarm just now, and then I heard you say that that old guy Nieto was captured, what the hell is going on?" ”

"That's right, Grandpa..."

Karl repeated the previous incident, and said, "I didn't expect that suddenly the City Lord's Mansion launched the 'S-Class War Conscription Order' again. So things get a little bit more complicated. ”

When Tusra heard this, he was not worried about himself at first, but his old friend.

His face turned ugly and he cursed angrily, "Damn it! Those fellows of the Winster family will destroy the 'City of Radiance' sooner or later! ”

Everyone understands that the glory of the City of Radiance is all due to the almost absolutely fair management system.

Now that the privileged class is above this system, the anthill on the embankment of a thousand miles will sooner or later collapse everything that Master Cavo has painstakingly built.

But after scolding and scolding, after calming down and thinking about it, Tusra analyzed again: "Those guys in the Winster family don't dare to attack Nieto no matter how bold they are, it seems that it should be someone from the Omar royal family." However, even if he is captured and returned to Omar, the old fellow Nieto should not be in danger. ”

After decades of friendship, he knew the temperament of his old friend better, and his tone changed and he was slightly worried: "However, the temper of that old fellow Nieto is very stubborn. I hope he doesn't do anything drastic..."

Wren also pouted when he heard this, which was also what he was worried about.

......

The three of them chatted for a long time, but there was no good solution. The whereabouts of those professional spy personnel of the "Blackwater Channel" are secretive, and with the cover of the Winster family, it is difficult for outsiders to find out their whereabouts.

Now we don't even know where Ilubeck's people are, and there is no way to rescue them.

On the contrary, the immediate problem is urgent.

The "S-Class War Call" has been issued, and they must take the task as soon as possible and go out of the city to hunt for famine.

And Tusla's current situation is that he needs a long-term supply of "life medicine" to save his life.

This is also where Carl struggles.

There are not a few people in the city who can refine [Golden Liquid], but most of them are senior doctors in the five family hospitals.

"Grandpa, or... I'll sell those patentable drawings to the Sordo family, and they'll probably agree to let us and the medical team go with me. ”

"No, don't ask for the 'Five Great Families'. Those greedy and short-sighted fellows don't deserve the favor of the 'God of Steam'! Anyway, I don't have a few hours a day to wake up, so I can live as long as I want..."

“...”

Wren became more and more pessimistic as he listened to his grandson talking, and the old man still looked like he was not afraid of death.

Taking advantage of the gap between the two conversations, he had a chance to interject: "That... Actually, if it's a life potion, I can configure it. ”

Carl thought that Wren didn't know that his grandfather needed a very high-level life potion, and tactfully prompted, "But... The [Liquid of Gold] that my grandfather needed..."

Tust also had a look of disdain on his face, and said, "Oh, little Wren, I have received your wishes." But that old guy Nieto probably hasn't started teaching you such a complicated recipe yet..."

Wren's face was a little strange, and he said, "I mean to say, [Golden Liquid]... Actually, I'll configure it as well. ”

"Huh? Brother Wren, you... Will it really be equipped with [Golden Liquid]? ”

When Carl and his grandfather heard this, they looked sideways.

Isn't this the apprentice that Grandpa Nieto only accepted, and he will refine advanced life potion?

Wren nodded: "Yes." ”

He didn't know how to explain it. But he had watched Ilubeck refine it so many times, and he had already learned the process by heart.

What's more, this month's pharmacy foundation is bad, and he is not the pharmacy apprentice who didn't know anything before.

When Carl on the side heard this, he shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, your potion has fallen!" ”

"Nieto has taken in a good apprentice."

Tust looked at Wren, his eyes showed a hint of relief, and he muttered sourly: "No wonder that old guy came to chat with me a few days ago, and always bragged to me, saying that he had accepted a disciple with amazing talent..."

It turns out that it's really amazing.

Suddenly, the urgent need was solved, and the atmosphere in the shop was much more relaxed.

Woo... Woo... Woo...

But suddenly, the rapid sirens of the second round in the city sounded again.

Urging them to get the mission out of the city as soon as possible.

Wren proposed, "Carl, why don't we form a small wilderness hunting team, take on a casual mission, and go out with Grandpa Tulas?" ”

"Okay."

Carl listened and hit it off.

All three of them are not short of money, but people who have to take risks hunting. I thought that when the time came, I would just find a light logistics task and get through this conscription.

......

At the same time, in a high-class inn in the city.

Quentin, the Grand Prince of Omar, was standing on the balcony, watching the flow of people on the street, and his face showed a hint of a successful conspiracy.

Beside him, Metternich, a black-cloaked staff member, stood in the shady corner.

"I wanted to talk to Master Cavour, but it didn't look like the old man was going to compromise. So, it had to go as planned..."

"That's fine. In this collective hunt, the empire can also collect an extra bonanza, and it is time for our 'Sunflower Chamber of Commerce' to show up. By the way, let's also help those old stubborns of the five major families to make up their minds thoroughly, those descendants of the five major families who went out on the expedition, don't have to come back alive so much, clean it up, and arrange some of our people to take the position..."

"Yes, Your Highness."

.......

And just as Wren and Carl went to the town hall to pick up the mission.

Three guys from the Sid Empire also happened to enter the City of Radiance.

A white-faced young man with a bloodless face, a hooded assassin, and a dark sorcerer shrouded in corpse aura.

If Wren had been here, he would have recognized the man with a dagger pinned to his waist and a hood very familiar.

Because he is the leader of the "Weasel Monster Thieves Group", the third-order assassin [One-Eyed Wolf] Quinn!

With some hair and clothing in his hand, the dark sorcerer cast some kind of positioning spell and said, "The divination has been determined, and the target is in the city." Fifteen kilometers southwest direction, Town Hall..."

The white-faced man said, "Quinn, this time we must find Merin's relics." If you fail, if my grandfather doesn't kill you, I will kill you too! ”

Quinn on the side looked respectful: "Yes, Lord Qi Ming." ”

White-faced man: "However, it's a little strange that Omar has someone offering a bounty on the black market to find that kid." ”

Quinn: "It's supposed to be a bounty from Pisis." He's a potions master in my former regiment. In the days after the accident, I thought that guy and the newcomer were very abnormal, and later I found out that he was actually Omar's secret son... Now it seems that he should also covet the whereabouts of the treasure. ”

White-faced man: "You're not surprised, that bug killed tens of thousands of people, and a newcomer in your group didn't die?" Moreover, how did he escape the encirclement of Storm Lake, which was so much surrounded? ”

Quinn: "That's... The subordinates also felt very confused. ”

The white-faced man thought for a moment and said, "Don't underestimate that kid, probably he also has a secret." When the time comes, kill it directly, take away the corpse, and let Mr. Black sacrifice and search for souls, which is the most convenient. After all, there's a lot of commotion in the 'Shining City', which is not good. ”

"Yes, sir."