In the relatively deserted metal area of the bazaar, some people gathered in the middle of the road, and the drivers had no choice but to detour even if the vehicles behind them continued to honk their horns.

Tang Yan thought that it was the trouble that General Wang and the Third Artillery had encountered, so he hurriedly stepped forward, ignoring the angry eyes of the onlookers, and crashed directly into the crowd, causing a ghost to cry and howl.

The Reaper's First Warframe with the Jetpack removed reduced its mobility, but it was still hard, and the armor, knee pads, and boots were all metal parts, and the residents in single clothes could imagine what would happen if they ran into them.

"Oops, you don't have eyes......"

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

"Squeeze what?"

Being cursed is definitely not a coke thing, but the corners of Tang Yan's mouth are slightly upturned.

The system has just prompted you to receive emotional feedback on dissatisfaction with the level, and the reward points have increased by 15.

"Fuck off." There was a tall guy in front of him blocking the way, and he pushed him to the side.

The man had strong muscles, strong limbs, and a scar on his forehead that passed through his right eye and extended to the base of his ear.

He was well known to those who walked around the bazaar, including Scarface------ a butcher at Liu Kee's butcher's shop, who was said to have been a marauder in a bad harvest year, killed many people, and dismembered the corpses of scavengers into scarecrows to stand near the camp to intimidate passers-by.

No one wants to provoke such a fierce character.

However, at this moment, he was pushed away by the comer, but he didn't even dare to let out a fart, just glared angrily and was angry.

Tang Yan was a little disappointed, because the man was a silver-like pewter spearhead.

Just now, the system prompted that 11 reward points were harvested, which stemmed from the other party's dissatisfaction and fear.

That scared the man? He also thought that the other party would be furious and would kill him for revenge.

How did he know that the helmeted Death's Head Armor emitted a more brutal and ferocious smell than the Reaper Armor.

He didn't even think about it, whether it was the Black Saints bandits or the Panda People legionnaires, they were all a group of ruthless people rolling in the pile of dead people, where was the residents of Gem City who were used to living a stable life.

For his brutality and domineering, the onlookers scolded a few words at most and said angry words. If you want to take out a gun and fight it to the death, you don't dare to give them ten dares.

"Huh."

Squeezed into the innermost part of the crowd, he realized that he had made a mistake, the third artillery and General Wang were not here.

He was dazed and looked back at Zang Feng.

The Legion Commander raised his finger and pointed upward.

Tang Yan followed his direction.

After the expansion of Gem City, the old wooden houses scattered in the audience area were demolished and built into an "apartment area" composed of iron sheets and brick and stone structures. ”

The highest podium on the west side of the stadium has been converted into the residence of the Governor and the executives of Gem City, and the rooms that extend from either side of the rostrum are generally occupied by the city's leading figures.

If Beethoven's container area is a civilian street, and the capsule house (also known as the coffin room) in the north of the stadium is a slum, then the apartments inside the stadium are the rich area, and the higher the residence, the more respectable the status.

Tang Yan saw a flash of whiteness.

As the cook said, "White, silky, shallow, bent." ”

On the left and right of that white is a translucent fishing grid, wrapped in a pleasing white.

He was stunned, remembering a code name, and the person it represented.

White Widow.

Again, as the cook described, she sat on a beach chair on a glass balcony that stretched out of the stadium's second-tallest apartment, with a cigarette in her right hand and a wine glass and radio on her left, listening to soft music on the radio and enjoying the evening breeze.

So many people are standing below just to look at the woman?

It's impossible for her not to know what's going on below, to know the consequences of doing so, and to say that she likes to see men crazy for her and obsessed with her body.

"Let's go." Tang Yan lost interest after looking at it twice, and left the best "viewing" area with Zang Feng and walked towards Mr. Qiaoshou's workshop.

The person who had just been pushed away by him stood back in his original position and continued to look at the scenery overhead.

Walk along the road to the end and turn left, and Tang Yan will see a metal plaque with many wires and lamps entwined. During the day, it looks rusty, but when it comes late at night, those lamps will emit colorful light, spelling out the four big characters "Mr. Skillful Hand".

Compared to the tech tree of StarCraft World, which did not invent transistors until the middle of the 21st century, nuclear fusion and robotics are developing rapidly.

Just as Mr. Skillful is not a man with a good hand, but a robot that can do a variety of jobs, it uses a thruster to keep its body in the air, and it is covered with a round metal body and three eyeballs arranged in a zigzag line, which can observe its surroundings in 360 degrees without blind spots.

A little further above are the 3 robotic arms, equipped with different components according to the working environment.

Through the combination of different programs, Mr. Skillful can be a craftsman, a medical worker, a chef, a soldier, a translator, or even a babysitter.

There is information that there are similar robots in the United States on the other side of the ocean, but the difference is that the robotic arm is located under the body and around the thrusters.

Before the outbreak of the nuclear war, the engineers of Huaxia and the United States had a war of words over who copied and whom.

Returning to Mr. Skillful's workshop, the reason why the shop owner gave it such a name is precisely because there is a Skillful robot in the store.

In the old days, families with slightly better conditions could basically afford a Mister Skilly, it was not a rare thing, after the outbreak of nuclear war, most of the robots were destroyed by the war, and only a few could still operate, so owning a robot became a relatively luxurious thing.

Mr. Skillful Workshop's Skillful Hands only need to regularly replace the nuclear battery to operate 24 hours a day, which supports the operation of the workshop to a large extent. There are even many Gem City residents who boast that they can reach the heights of Lao Yantou if they own a skillful robot------ Lao Yantou is the owner of Mr. Skillful's workshop.

Coming to the outside of Mr. Qiaoshou's workshop, Tang Yan finally knew what the "trouble" in General Wang's mouth was.

There were five people surrounding the cargo compartment of the modified pickup truck, staring at the mechanical exoskeleton of the three guns and the cargo compartment with a fierce face.

General Wang's face was bruised, and he looked like he had been beaten.

In front of the repair garage of Mr. Skillful's workshop, a man in his mid-50s and wearing a blue-gray tunic, stood with his hands in his hands, and behind him floated Mr. Skillful, repeating the law and order regulations of Gem City.

"According to the fourth paragraph of Article 3 of the Public Security Regulations of Gem City, the bazaar prohibits fights and brawls of all kinds, and offenders will be imprisoned for more than 7 days and 15 days.

PS: A little off-topic, but also heart-to-heart, a bit much, just skip what you don't want to see.

Someone said that the author is inflated, and the opening chapter is so aggressive and unfriendly to readers. Some people say, "Ah, this kind of system, it seems that it is going to take the route of the Virgin Mary, and it has slipped away."

Some people say darkness, and some people talk about the Virgin, and I'm helpless.

I know that the end of the world is very cold now, and I am still crashing headlong into this big whirlpool, it's not that I don't understand market preferences. Let's just say that novels with the theme of Marvel and the heavens, as long as the title of the book has these two words, it is equivalent to its own traffic, you must know that newcomers write Marvel-themed novels and the collection recommended by one list is more than the collection recommended by my two lists. Why do I insist on writing cool themes and trying to conceive the plot, because I want to write a good story, whether it suits my taste or not is my personal preference, I don't like to read and delete the book, just leave, there is no need to go to the book review area to leave a message to show superiority and vent my emotions.

I happened to see a post this afternoon, taking Mr. Jin to talk about Ling Hu Chong in the rivers and lakes, I don't want to say anything else, just to make Ling Hu Chong befriend Tian Boguang, a lewd thief, some people say that when I was a child, I just looked very cool from Ling Hu Chong's point of view, and when I grew up, I thought a lot about it before I realized that Ling Hu Chong was a bastard.

For example, I believe that every book friend will have one or two second-generation officials or wealthy second-generation friends around him, if that person is very generous, very righteous, and helps you a lot, but the money he uses is his father's greed or earned in a dishonorable way, should you thank this friend? Or should I be resentful?

Smiling proud rivers and lakes, why did you choose such a name? From my personal point of view, it is nothing more than the pursuit of a kind of individual detachment, not to show off the meaning of "powerful" and "above the rivers and lakes", in fact, the story of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng is the finishing touch of the whole novel.

Baidu Encyclopedia has a bit of an explanation of Mr. Jin's creative background for writing this novel, and friends who like it can take a look.

In fact, I don't want to debate anything with you, but I just want to say that as a thinking individual, please have the most basic respect for the efforts and lives of others, even if it is some people you are not used to.