It is difficult to make money, and when you earn money, how to spend it is also a science.

Mo Fan's predecessor had never even seen 20,000 federal coins in cash, and with his memory of the world, he gave him 2 million, and he really didn't know how to spend it.

In the world of his predecessor, the meaning of having money is to exchange a pack of cigarettes for a pack of ten, replace a second-hand assembled car with a new one, and at most move it from a container to a single-family cabin, and that is the end.

After living for more than twenty years, he has never even entered the city of West, and he can't ask for any vision.

As for Mo Fan himself, although he had seen the world, it was in the previous world after all, and he really didn't know about the market of Azure Star.

Let him spend this money, that is, find a restaurant where he can eat real meat, buy a car with good performance, and then replace the second-hand prosthetic body used for cultivation with a new one.

The way he spends money is essentially no different from his predecessor.

To make effective use of these 2 million, instead of spending money to buy a lesson, you have to ask professional people.

He glanced at the time, one forty-five in the morning, and it was still early.

On the first floor, the lights on the first floor of the office were turned off, and only the TV in the entertainment area was shining.

An Xin really didn't sleep.

There is a midnight pay show on the TV, "Survivors of the Wasteland".

This is An Xin's favorite show except for the Death Speeder Competition, the content of the show is very simple, in the wasteland, find an abandoned town, and then scatter the contestants who participated in the show and throw them down.

The contestants must survive in the wasteland for a month with the help of three items they carry with them.

If you don't have the rule that "the fewer survivors, the higher the prize", it sounds like surviving in the wilderness.

On the screen, a bald head with a missing front tooth pulled out a nest of arm-thick white flesh worms from under the floor of an abandoned old house.

He turned off the flashing gas detector on his chest, pointed it at the camera, and said:

"Great, look what I found, a litter of wild wood-eating worms with only trace amounts of radiation on them, making for a great source of food."

The bald head grabbed a meat worm and put it in his mouth, and took a bite to explode, pale green body fluids mixed with insect internal organs sprayed out from the corner of his mouth.

"It tastes good, synthetic chicken flavor, crunchy, and six times more protein than beef nutrient solution!"

Facing the scene of eating in the show, An Xin watched it with relish, she sat cross-legged on the sofa, with vegetarian jerky in her mouth and a bottle of beer in her hand.

She clasped her index finger with her thumb, flicked it lightly, and with a bang, the bottle cap flew in response, hitting Mo Fan's head who had just come downstairs.

An Xin glanced at him and continued to look at the show, but soon she frowned, as if she had noticed something strange, turned her head back again, and looked Mo Fan up and down.

"Have you grown taller?"

Entering the bone forging period, Mo Fan's skeleton has become larger, and his previous height of 1.85 meters has jumped to 1.9 meters.

Mo Fan leaned on An Xin and sat down, "I'm still in the development period, it's the age of growing my body, what's so strange." ”

"Can you grow five or six centimeters in an afternoon during the growth period?"

"I'm a sports student, and I can grow fast in sports. What's more, people and human physiques can't be generalized, I know a person who can use a kitchen knife to slide a three-meter-long radiation beast in extreme anger. ”

The corners of An Xin's mouth twitched, "That friend of yours, is there any interest in participating in the "Wasteland Survivors", I will help him sign up." ”

"I'll talk about the registration later, I have an urgent matter and need your advice from Miss An Xin."

"What's the matter?"

"You said that the 2 million in my account, how should I spend it?"

An Xin was choked and almost squirted out the wine in her mouth, "Show off your wealth? ”

"I'm asking in good faith."

"Aren't you short of a car, 2 million is enough to buy a floating car with the lowest configuration, you can contact Ebisu, she has channels in the sky car market, and she can give you a discount."

"I need practical advice."

Seeing that Mo Fan didn't seem to be joking, An Xin also became serious and asked, "What are you going to spend your money on?" ”

Mo Fan: "I want to use this money to improve my combat power, and it is best to buy a suitable prosthetic." ”

"Transplanting a prosthesis should indeed be a little more cautious. If it's a budget of 2 million, I have two suggestions. ”

"The first and most trouble-free way is to go to the crane city, find a prosthetic consulting company, do a comprehensive physical test, mental health assessment and genetic analysis report, and then ask them to specify a complete set of transplant plans for you according to your budget and the prosthetic prices on the market."

Mo Fan was puzzled: "Is it necessary to be so troublesome to transplant a prosthesis?" ”

An Xin snorted, "What do you think is a transplanted prosthesis, like the video game you played, inserting it into the character is over?" ”

Mo Fan coughed dryly and looked at the corner.

An Xin put the wine bottle on the ground, moved her body, and turned to face Mo Fan's direction.

"I've always thought that the guy who taught you how to do it died violently in the middle of the lesson, resulting in a lot of common sense not telling you."

"Listen up, transplanting a prosthesis is much more serious than you think, unless you want to be a short-lived ghost picking up garbage like that group of brainless gang members, otherwise, the planning of the prosthesis is more important than your transplantation of the prosthesis itself!"

Mo Fan grabbed a bag of vegetarian jerky from the coffee table, tore it open, and held it in front of An Xin with both hands.

"Teacher An, please speak."

An Xin nodded, took out a strip of vegetarian jerky, took a sip of wine to moisten her throat, and said:

"Prostheses, unlike simple prosthetics, are equipped with nerve wires to better control them."

"Just like a human transplant of an organ will produce a rejection reaction, implantation of a prosthesis will also have a rejection reaction, but this reaction will not be reflected in the body, but in the spirit."

"I don't know the specific principle, but all people who have been transplanted with implantable prostheses know that implanting prostheses will weaken a person's self-awareness, and the more prosthetic bodies are implanted, the weaker the feeling of being a human being, and the easier it is to break down mentally."

Hearing this, Mo Fan raised his eyebrows.

An Xin's statement coincides with the description of cultivation in the Great Refinement Method.

The prosthetic body is the aura of the Azure Star plane, and it is the embodiment of the Tao.

And the body is the barrier that keeps the soul from being assimilated by heaven and earth.

Transplanting a prosthetic body into the body is equivalent to not only weakening the physical body and weakening the barrier that maintains the soul, but also embedding the aura within the barrier, making the soul more susceptible to the influence of the aura and thus losing itself.

The two corroborates each other, making him immediately believe An Xin's statement.

"The specific cause of the mental breakdown caused by the prosthesis is still a mystery, and no definite conclusion has been reached. At present, there are three mainstream views, and the upper limit of implantable prosthesis transplantation is related to the physical health, mental health and genetics of the implanter. ”

"In addition to these three basic ideas, different individuals have different tolerances for different prostheses, for example, the same person, there is no problem with transplanting a prosthetic arm, but when the prosthetic bone can be transplanted, there will be severe mental fluctuations."

When Mo Fan saw that the vegetarian meat in An Xin's mouth was chewed, he immediately took out one and fed it to An Xin's mouth.

An Xin took a bite and continued:

"Therefore, a good prosthetic plan is very important, and if you go to some black clinics, they will even encourage the client to amputate the intact limb and implant an expensive robotic arm."

"This kind of transplantation method that is expressly prohibited has a high probability of causing the transplant to have a mental breakdown, and even if the spirit does not collapse for a while, the follow-up maintenance cost is very high, and psychosuppressants must be taken for a long time."

"They will even deliberately induce a mental breakdown of the transplant person, and wait for the transplant person to die, and then collect the transplant person's prosthesis and organs from the family at a low price."

Hearing this, Mo Fan couldn't help but applaud.

This set of operations not only sells high-priced prostheses, but also can rely on the follow-up maintenance of prosthetic costs for a long time to suck blood, even if the customer is killed, the prosthesis and organs can be recovered and made another profit.

One fish and three eats.

Break off!

An Xin: "Because of the symptoms of mental breakdown caused by the installation of prostheses, the official call it "collapse disorder" or "personality loss of control". ”

"And we, as we generally call them, cyberpsychosis."