Thinking of this, Mo Chuchen first sent the rest of the money from the original owner's brain to the hospital, just 50,000 circulating coins, which is enough to stay in the intensive care ward for three days, but it is enough, after returning the vitality of the original owner's parents, with the scientific and technological medical level of the interstellar civilization, it is completely okay to be alive and kick around in three days.

After making the money, Mo Chuchen's account can be said to be truly destitute, and he doesn't even have a dime.

He picked up the brain, and the floating screen of the brain showed that there were four days left, and the unpaid Internet access function was about to be turned off.

"Forget it, let's make money first." Mo Chuchen tied up his slightly longer hair, and then very

Unceremoniously hacked to the account of a star thief, directly transferred his property to many idle accounts, and then transferred it to the original owner's account in batches.

After doing this, Mo Chuchen also specially sent a thank you voice to the star thief, but this voice also carried the poisonous milk curse of the original owner in passing.

Originally, Mo Chuchen, the skill of the original owner, could be suppressed, but it was interesting to think about it, not only did he not suppress it in the end, but he also carried it forward, as long as it was the target he hand-picked, it would definitely be poisoned.

[The star thief on a certain planet woke up in the morning to find that all the money in his brain was gone, he looked confused, and angrily said that he wanted to find the real murderer.

Before he arrived at the murderer early, a very sincere voice message was sent from Zhi Brain, which probably means that a good person has a safe life.

In the face of this suspicious mocking message, the star thief was angry and wanted to raise the ashes of the thief, but as soon as he scolded and went out, he was smashed on the head by the drone with a mistake in operation, and fell into the stinky ditch with a click, and struggled for a long time.

In the end, the notorious star thief did not live a safe life, but died in a stinking ditch. 】

Mo Chuchen didn't pay attention to those things about the star thieves, or even if he knew about it, he laughed it off.

With some of the money from the star thieves, Mo Chuchen mostly returned them to the people who were seized by the star thieves and had difficulties in life, and the remaining five thousand yuan, half of which was used to pay the network fee, and half was kept as living expenses.

With basic living support, he also began to design mechas, but his goal was to use mechas, so naturally the focus was on the combat system.

It took a day,After the mecha design is drawn,He uploaded it to the website,These works don't have to worry about being stolen,The system is all controlled by the interstellar AI mastermind,The people behind each work have traces to follow,It may be simple for others to claim in reality,But it's not simple on the Internet,Every work,AI mastermind is quietly "watching"。

This kind of thing is definitely difficult for some people who pay attention to privacy, but for ordinary people living under big data, this kind of thing is insignificant, anyway, the AI mastermind is not a human being, and there will be no emotions.

This kind of thing has its own opinions, there are pros and cons, at least for now, Mo Chuchen doesn't need to worry about the drawings being fraudulently claimed or anything, AI recorded the whole process of him starting from scratch, as long as the IQ is okay, people will not take things on the Internet.

After the drawings were sent, Mo Chuchen received a video notification from the hospital.

"Mr. Noken, your family's condition has gradually improved, and now it has been transferred to the general ward, and the cost has been reduced accordingly, and there are still 20,000 yuan left in your balance in the hospital, and the conservative treatment and hospitalization fees can last for about a month."

"Then let's treat it conservatively, maybe I will be fully recovered in a month."

Mo Chuchen knew in his heart that the parents of the original owner would gradually recover, and it would be good to stay in the hospital to receive conservative treatment at this time, and to enjoy the intimate care of all robots by the way.

The general ward is still six people crammed into a ward, but there is no such profession as a nurse in this world, and most of the work of taking care of patients is done by bionic robots.

In this world, in fact, protests against the existence of robots broke out, but because robots were too convenient, such protests eventually sank into the ocean of history, leaving no ripples.

"When you're done, the next thing is to take a break and help repair the original owner's soul by the way." After that, Mo Chuchen fell asleep and threw the original owner's incomplete soul into his body.

[How do you fix this?] He lost all three souls and seven souls, and said that it was a memory fragment that overestimated him, or did he just find some soul power to fill it? 】

The small system looked at the remnant soul of the original owner, the fragile soul power could not summon the shell at all, for that remnant soul, this shell was no longer a shelter for the soul, but a prison cell that imprisoned him.

"It's not impossible to directly infuse the soul power, but for the sake of fit, let him stay in the shell every day to recuperate and recuperate, and make up for it all at once, this remnant soul will only be empty and not replenished."

Mo Chuchen was bored, and when the original owner was warming his soul, he switched his perspective to check the situation of the son of luck.

This son of luck is already a civilian mecha designer of a listed company, and the mecha he designed has great practical value in addition to the bells and whistles, and is highly sought after by the second generation of local tyrants.

At present, the son of luck is taking the route of workplace love, and his breath is entangled with another designer, and in the near future, he will definitely leave the company and open his own studio.

[At this time, the manuscript sent by Mo Chuchen was also scanned and sent to the various reviewers of the Mecha Association, and at first everyone didn't care much about this newcomer's submission, just glanced at it casually.

Generally speaking, the manuscripts designed by newcomers are simple and easy to understand, and they are all leftover designs from other well-known designers, so there is nothing new to speak of, so the reviewers of the Mecha Association can distinguish the general situation of a mecha by looking at it a few more times.

But today they are destined to be confused, first of all, the complexity of this manuscript is far from being easily drawn by ordinary designers, and then, many of its weapons are also not equipped with the current mecha, after the drawings are explained and analyzed one by one, they suddenly opened their mouths and suddenly realized.

After getting this manuscript, they first conducted a quick simulation through the holographic studio, and after determining that it was feasible, they quickly decided to find and focus on cultivating the designer, such a person should do things for the Federation rather than being a commercial mecha designer!

So, on the third day, the Mecha Association sent Mo Chuchen a notice of inclusion and a considerable amount of wealth, as well as the conditions for wooing him]

On the third day, after Mo Chuchen negotiated the conditions for joining, he packed his luggage and repaid some money to the parents of the original owner, and said that he was going to work.

The original owner's parents didn't know what job Mo Chuchen had found, and they also knew that they had spent a lot of money on hospitalization, so they didn't keep much for this, just a few words.

Pear Planet is a first-tier city in the alliance, and most of the people who live here are high-end professional workers or local residents.

The former works tremblingly to buy a house here, and the latter is basically a model of renting a public and a wife or eating and waiting for death.

Among this group of people, there is also a group of people who have houses here, but they can't be charterers, and their quality of life is not very good, so they can only work hard.

The original owner was a member of this group of middlemen before, and before the accident, he had a decent job and did not worry about the house, but after the accident with his parents, his house was gone, and his job was gone.

[Shall we just go to the association?] Isn't it too fast? The small system followed Mo Chuchen to a large maglev bus, which had a leather seat in both rows, and each seat had a virtual screen with various advertisements on it.

Some people here wonder why there are still advertisements on the bus in front of people? .

In fact, most of these buses are privately owned, they are free to ride, and the space and environment are also in line with interstellar regulations, the only downside is that you have to watch advertisements along the way.

As long as you live on a first-tier planet for a year or two, everyone will quickly learn how to use an eye patch on the bus to make up for an undisturbed sense of return.

Mo Chuchen found an empty seat and sat down, and just before it was hot, a girl in a blue dress and a tall man followed one after the other.

"This little brother, did you drop this thing?" The girl picked up a brown purse from the ground and looked at Mo Chuchen with a smile, her little face was very pleasing.

Mo Chuchen raised his eyes and looked at the girl and the man behind him, he laughed secretly in his heart, this guy's deception is too low-end.

The girl also looked at Mo Chuchen with a blank eye, their group of people haunted all kinds of free buses, and the only trick was to pretend to see the wallet, and then use the penny as an excuse to trick people into remote places and rob them.

After getting into the car, the girl looked around at everyone, and finally looked at Mo Chuchen, who looked a little rich, because everyone seemed to be going to walk a long way, so even if there was no money, Li Mu must have a few good things in his luggage.

Mo Chuchen looked at the brown-black wallet, chuckled and said, "This thing is indeed mine, thank you!" After speaking, he raised his hand and took the wallet, counting the number inside: "Just 10,000 yuan." ”

"Wait, yours you said was yours?" The girl didn't expect Mo Chuchen to be so brazen and fast, and before she could react, the wallet had already fallen into Mo Chuchen's hands.

"Of course it's mine, I fell to the ground, what's not mine?" Mo Chuchen blinked slyly, with an innocent expression.

"Is your name written on it?" The girl crossed her hands on her hips and said, "Let's go outside, so as not to delay the journey." ”

"Okay, just say it." Mo Chuchen glanced at her, easily got up and walked out: "It just so happens that I will be at the next stop in three minutes." ”

So good to talk to? The girl originally thought that this cheeky guy would be skinned for a long time, but she didn't expect it to be so easy to move.

She and Dahan looked at each other, and there was indescribable malice in each other's eyes.

Soon, Mo Chuchen and the two people got off the station, but they just walked for a while, and before they could perform, the security guards who suddenly appeared surrounded them.

"You two, we've been squatting here for so long, and we've finally caught it!"

The vigilantes really worked hard to get to this gang of scammers and robbers.

Most of the reviews in this area were ruined by these two people! Many outsiders are planted in their hands because of greed.

In order to select a civilized city, the security officers took great pains to ambush and squat.

Fortunately, the emperor lived up to his wishes, and with their continuous efforts, he finally squatted! .

"You're a vigilante!" The girl looked at Mo Chuchen in disbelief, her eyes full of accusations.

"Don't, I'm just passing by, I wanted to see what you guys were doing, but I didn't expect it to be a fraudster!" Mo Chuchen spread his hands and handed his wallet to a security officer: "Do you need a witness?" I absolutely can. ”

"Thanks, go back and take a note." The security officer looked at Mo Chuchen's troubled face: "You seem to be quite happy." ”

"I'm very happy, being able to catch these guys can be regarded as contributing to law and order." Mo Chuchen thought for a while and added: "I heard that there is a reward for assisting in arresting people, I will fool them out of the car, this is at least one or two hundred rewards." ”

"Generally, there is a reward for assisting in the arrest."

Hearing this, the security officer was a little speechless: "However, their danger is not high, and the money for the wanted is not much, if you really calculate it, there is not much that can be given to you, just a hundred yuan."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's good to buy a cup of tea!" Mo Chuchen said that he was a little picky.

After taking notes from the security officer, he took a group photo with the local news media, and after a delay for most of the day, he slowly got on the bus and continued to the Mecha Association.

Originally, the Mecha Association was still waiting to welcome this innovative talent, but they didn't wait for anyone, they thought it was the other party's pigeon, and they were thinking about whether the conditions they gave were not enough for the company, but as soon as they opened the news channel, they saw that the mecha talent they were thinking about was discussing with the reporter about the bonus after catching the fraudsters.

"Feelings, he didn't come because he went by the way to catch a fraudster and get a bonus of 100 yuan?"

"It seems like that, but it's not a pigeon!."

"Well, I can see that he is still quite short of money, hahaha."

"We can help him."

After knowing that the other party did not have a pigeon, everyone was obviously relieved.

You must know that over the years, they have been poached by those private companies, and there are many mecha masters who have not been poached by private companies over the years.

Those mechists who desperately want to make money end up just putting their names on the guild, and they themselves leave to earn a living in the private sector.

It's rare to have such a person, not only powerful, but also hasn't released pigeons, which really touches them.