"I didn't have a teacher, I was all self-taught, and it took me six years. Garon took out the old set again.

"Self-taught?!Is this okay?!" Xiaolan's eyes widened in surprise, "I've tried so many times, but I can't do it!" Now I can't even fully understand the first level," she became frustrated, "It's been seven years, and my grandfather has been teaching me since I was a child." ”

"Uh" Garon didn't know what to say.

The two walked slowly along the counter.

"Brother Garon, pick what you like, our shop pù Since grandpa fell ill, business has been getting worse and worse, relying on the previous inventory to sell out, senior brother and senior sister have to do some bad quality imprints to sell by themselves, and try their best to support the store. “

She whispered, there was no one in the store at this time, and the last guest who was watching and playing just now also left, and the dim soft light seemed more and more silent, only Xiaolan's voice echoed slightly.

Garon nodded silently, listening to Xiaolan's introduction while scanning the few imprints of the few abilities on the counter.

"All the imprint bodies are based on the basic first-level imprint, and the senior brothers and sisters are all third-level capable mechanical masters, and their computing power is insufficient, so there is no way to process the second-level imprint, and the tender mechanical imprint is divided into two parts, the calculation part and the production part. The calculation part is the main body, which is to be purchased from the Alliance, which is the part responsible for calculating and increasing the computing power of the Mechanic. And the production part is what you just saw, which is responsible for controlling and guiding the biochemical pool to produce cannon fodder. It's the second piece that we're responsible for. Xiaolan introduced, walking slowly forward.

That is to say. We buy semi-finished products and process them into finished products for sale, right?" asked Garon.

"That's right. However, all primary sigil bodies are more or less the same. The computing power has increased by three times, and the key lies in the production part of the module given by the second processing like ours, if an ordinary imprint subject encounters a master to process a good production module, such as a powerful cannon fodder like the Demon Bug, then the price will suddenly have a leap change. Xiaolan said with some envy.

"That's right," Garon nodded understandingly, although he didn't want to make such a hasty decision on his first mark, but he couldn't help it. Now the situation is critical, and I can't wait for him to choose carefully.

His gaze swept over the counter, and he landed directly on the wolf.

"That's it. Mark of the Wolf. ”

He pointed to the sigil of the machine on the counter.

"Are you sure it's him?" asked Xiaolan.

"Yes. That's it. Garon nodded.

"The wolf is fast, has sharp claws, and has night vision, but it doesn't defend well. This mark is a proud work made by the senior brother. I'll get you the best one, the waste rate is only 5%, and it's the most proud work of the senior brother. Little Lan quickly felt a gray glowing soft thing from a small cabinet under the counter.

All of the mechanical sigils are like marshmallows of different colors, soft and shapeless.

"Are all sigils like this?" asked Garon curiously.

"Of course not, this is only a first-level energy weapon mark, which can generally be used by a first-level energy mechanic, and there is a second-level energy mechanic on it. Level 3, Level 4, Level 5. The energy mark used, when you have money in the future, you can install a second energy mark for yourself when you reach the third level, you have to remember, this thing is very difficult to change, just like a primitive cell, you have spawned it into a piece of beef, and then you want to change it into a cow bone, then it will be very difficult. Xiaolan admonished.

"I understand. Garon nodded.

"It looks like you really don't know anything. Xiaolan shook her finger and said, "Okay, this is for you." She handed the sigil over and placed it in Garon's raised hand.

"Eat it. It will hurt when you go back to transform, just endure it, it will generally last for an hour, pay attention to safety, this time is the most vulnerable time for the mechanic, no matter how powerful the mechanic is, it is the same. ”

"Got it. ”

Garon nodded solemnly.

After a blurry burst of distorted color, Garon suddenly returned to his room.

He lifted his hand and saw that he was holding a gray ball of cotton with a shimmering glow.

"This is the mark of the wolf?" he didn't hesitate and shoved it into his mouth.

What's very strange is that as soon as the thing touches the mouth, it swoops straight into it, like a living thing, and slides down the throat like a liquid quickly, cold and cold, like eating a bowl of ice water.

Garon barely swallowed before he felt a tumble in his stomach.

The consciousness behind the head slowly vibrated up, as if something cold radiated many, many silk tentacles, slowly wrapping around the two marks on the back of the head.

Coaxed, a huge shock suddenly rushed into the brain, and then Garon felt a cramping pain in his stomach, as if he was overturned, and his throat felt like vomiting. Nausea, began to hiccup, and constantly spewed out puffs of unpleasant gas.

White spots seemed to begin to appear in front of his eyes, and the surface of his eyes seemed to be pressed with his fingers, and he saw a lot of white spots coming out.

He hunched over and sat down on the single couch in the room, taking a deep breath.

This kind of nausea, although the pain was unbearable, was nothing to Garon, and the pain when he had transformed his heart was much stronger than this. After getting used to it a little, he was still able to maintain his composure and move freely, but there was a faint sweat on his forehead, indicating that he was not in perfect condition at this time.

After getting used to the intense pain, Garon walked to the window, and it was already getting light, and it seemed to be early morning.

A strange howl like a wolf howl could be faintly heard in the distance outside, and there could be no wolves in the surrounding terrain, and some of them had already been strangled by the radiating people, and the only possibility was human hunting.

"It's almost beginning," Garon muttered, looking at the white belly of the fish in the distant sky, hoping to be safe.

Even when he was in the room, he could feel the tremendous pressure of the people walking outside.

Restless. The kind of depression that forces oneself to be calm.

This is the thorough expression of thirty or forty people in the entire Lion Town.

Through the window, Garon saw people waving around with sharp metal spears, and others rubbing their hands together. Sitting on the steps of the doorway, with his head bowed, he didn't know what he was muttering.

There was a whining sound outside, and no one looked up. The town grew quieter, no one spoke, and the occasional baby could be heard crying. But even children of a few years old are seriously helping to do what they can. Adults, on the other hand, are constantly adjusting their physical fitness to keep themselves at their peak at all times.

Lowering the curtains, Garon knew he couldn't do anything now. The wolf sigil seemed to be transforming the two consciousness sigils on the back of his head, and this transformation was very rapid and precise. In many cases, some subtle substances will be extracted from their own body to participate in the transformation, which is also the key reason why the human body feels severe pain.

Garon looked up at the time, 6:21.

The clock on the wall was rattling. Crisp and rhythmic.

He sat down and slowly relaxed his body, carefully feeling the transformation of this imprint of consciousness, but it was a pity. Such a transformation is very rapid. And the sophistication and complexity of Cheng dù are far beyond his imagination. After just observing for a few minutes, he felt that his consciousness was a little blurry and his mental consumption was too great. It can only be taken back.

Sitting quietly on the sofa, the sofa cushion under the buttocks is a little soft and flexible, the surface is leather, and there seems to be a metal spring inside, and it flicks when you sit down.

Minutes and seconds passed.

Outside, it was getting brighter.

Someone began to greet the men on the wall standing guard, ready for a shift change. Three rounds and one change. This was previously arranged by Garon.

The footsteps of the changing of the guard as they passed through the room were sparse, and those who came down took a deep breath. No one spoke, only heavy breathing.

Garon looked up and looked at the time again, 6:44.

It's been 23 minutes.

The severe pain in his body continued, and Cheng Dù got worse and worse. He endured it, sitting quietly on the couch, waiting for a qiē to pass.

6:51 a.m.

There was a faint cacophony outside, and gunshots rang out. Hurried footsteps passed outside the room, and it seemed that someone was running towards the wall.

"It's okay, it's just that a few lonely people rushed over and were killed. A voice spoke. Then it was quiet again.

6:59 a.m.

There was a knock on the door, and Dong Peilan's voice was heard outside.

"Is it there? Soon it will be dawn. ”

"Don't worry, don't worry. Garon sat on the couch with his eyes closed, sweat running down his forehead to the edge of his cheeks, and soon dripped with his chin onto his clothes. The clothes he wore were still plainclothes when he was in the domain, with blood stains, organic oil, and black ash on them, and the whole clothes looked like painters' overalls, except for the long sleeves and trousers, there was almost no style and color, just a large patch of flowers.

Hearing Garon's answer, Donperan fell silent and left again.

7:12 a.m.

Outside again, gunshots rang out. This time it wasn't an ordinary gunshot, but a large noise.

The mess was mixed with human swearing, and occasionally someone could be heard screaming.

"It's really getting started" Garon opened his eyes, but he couldn't do anything now except be able to move freely.

Bang bang bang!!

Don Perrin is knocking on the door again.

"There was already a group of people hunting outside, and we repelled them. I suspect they're just a temptation. Several brothers died. ”

"Help me prepare some basic materials. Garon raised his voice and said, "The root of the pipa leaf, the dragon's beard grass, the higher the radiance, the better, more than twenty grams of each." The blood and brain marrow of the radiant beast are better if they are of a higher level. It's okay if you don't use the general ones, the more the better. And the trunk of the grave, the winter incense flower"

He casually reported a series of things, all of which were more common materials on the radiation belt. These things are more or less radioactive. Many of them are used as nutrient solution building substitutes for biochemical pools, and now Galleon can't help it, although these substitutes will be less effective, and may affect the strength of the final spawned creatures, but now there is no other way. Let's get some out first. (To be continued......)