On Chapel Hill, the man Locke Dorjee called a journalist has his own more sacred job – buying and selling information. His name is Mud Bee, of course, which is a nickname, but the meaning of this nickname is rarely understood, and Chapel Hill does not have that kind of alienated "cicada-killing mud bee", so almost no one knows what "bee" is.

But this guy who seems to be called an old uncle is nicknamed Mud Bee, because he always pesters the people he is interested in, and because he never accommodates the other party's money bag when doing information transactions. Even a behemoth as strong as the Five-Star Guild had been slaughtered by him for the information of the mud bee.

It is difficult and ruthless, worthy of being called "mud" and "bee".

And at the moment, the mud bee is very interested in Lyon. These four teenagers with different appearances and jerky looks, but they won money and injured Big Tooth when they made a move, made the mud bee smell the sweet news, and the leading hedgehog boy actually made a move that made all the mercenaries stunned, not only did he not take the opportunity to kill Big Tooth, but he also handed over "parts" and left medical expenses, which also made the well-informed mud bee feel that he was unusual.

News with development potential is valuable information.

After being forced back by the sharp and strange gaze of the black forehead, the mud bee fell far behind the teenagers and followed them all the way back to the Sundae Hotel. But to his great dismay, the people of the sundae just saw his shadow like a Christmas tree and blasted him out. This mud bee who loves to dig up news has long been famous in Chapel Hill Stinky Street, and no one wants to see him unless they want to inquire about the news.

For a few metal coins, he was able to sell his mother's measurements.

The four men who entered his kiln did not know the small episode outside, because Leon collapsed when he entered the door. The fight in the casino left him with three wounds, two on his arm and one on his lower abdomen, which was hidden by the torn leather coat of unknown color, and no one noticed it.

In fact, the wound on the lower abdomen had already stained half of his body with blood, and the purification suit inside was dyed green and black, and it was the strong protective ability of the purification suit that made his wound not continue to deteriorate, but the corrosive acid remained in the wound, and the inside of the wound was still foaming with blood.

He kept frowning and holding back, and when he walked into a relatively safe area, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground with a bang.

The black forehead had already seen Leon's injury, and he picked Leon up sideways with an expressionless face and gently put him on the bed. The so-called bed is an earthen platform 20 centimeters above the ground, on which are covered with the fur of mutant beasts.

Seeing the hideous wound on Leon's stomach, Locke Dorjee's face was red and white, he understood that Leon's injury should have been his own, and he got carried away and almost killed everyone, after seeing the fight just now, he believed that Big Tooth would never say anything to him, but would directly chop off one of his arms.

Alone and guilty for a while, Locke Dorge finally calmed down, he took out the "fruit core" in his arms, put his fingers into the inside of the ball, and pulled the fruit core into a long belt.

"Can this thing still be transformed?" he couldn't help but ask,

"Hmm" Locke Dorjee replied simply, if it weren't for the shame in his heart, it was estimated that he would be proud again, but at the moment he just wanted to heal the terrible big wound on Leon's body as soon as possible, that wound was like a grinning mouth, laughing at his self-righteousness and naivety, making him feel ashamed.

Locke Dorjee flattened the kernel on Leon's wound, and the induction rays in it began to stretch out, densely distributed on the dirty blood on both sides of the wound, and then, all kinds of data bounced in mid-air, and for a while, silver light flashed,

"Muscle fiber fracture 5, mucosal damage 2, blood loss 18, corrosion degree 68, infection rate 0.5......"

Lockdorge didn't care about the data, he was so focused on manipulating the coverage of the core, even squeezing some of the memory metal into Leon's wound, where there were hidden bleeding spots that had to be repaired in time.

This action woke Leon from the coma in pain, and looked at Lockdorge's little face pale, eagerly fiddling with something on his stomach, he couldn't help laughing: "Little Rollo, why are you like a midwife, it's not that serious, it's just a little fucking pain"

"Quiet," said Blackforehead, and they saw another stream of blood gushing out of the wound as Leon laughed, and Lockdorjee seemed to be thinking about some serious question, and then he pulled out his dark gold purification suit, which had the sterile sterilization thread he needed.

Under the precise operation of the kernel, the dark gold sterilization thread began to repair the wound on Leon's stomach, its "operation" method is very peculiar, unlike the sewing wounds of the old times, but the sterilization thread is quickly integrated into shapes of different sizes and thicknesses like weaving, filling the gap, and at the same time, the sharp blades condensed by memory metal also cleaned out the rotten flesh that was corroded by strong acid, and squeezed out the wound together with the dirty blood on both sides.

Half an hour later, Locke Dorjee wiped the sweat that was slightly emitted on his forehead and let out a long breath:

"Okay," he said with an embarrassed face, pointing to Leon's stomach and adding, "My handiwork is not good."

Leon curiously endured the pain and supported half of his body, looked at his stomach carefully, and saw that the 20-centimeter-long wound had been stitched up, and what was more strange was that the wound was like a tattoo, blooming a bunch of flowers, obliquely running through his six abdominal muscles that had become a scale.

"What is this!" Leon stared at the six dark golden flowers and roared, only girls would tattoo flowers on their bodies, how could he, a future man, do this on his stomach!

"This is the pattern of the pit according to the shape of your wound, otherwise a large worm-like suture would be too ugly......" Locke Dorjee explained, looking helpless, he didn't expect Leon's reaction to be so big, in his opinion, the roses were quite gentle.

Leon pinched the flowers on his stomach, wanting to cry without tears, how could he take off his clothes and play muscles in front of the girl in the future!

Locke Dorjee put the pit back into a round ball, and explained this magical little thing to everyone by the way.

The kernel is Gail's sixth-generation scientific and technological achievement of the Silver Globe Laboratory, before Locke Dorjee's father Canai transferred the control of the Gale core to the Apple Building, the kernel is the center of Gael, of course, it can't be said that a small fruit core controls it all, it itself is installed inside a huge machine, and there are many auxiliary functions that cannot be completed, such as the treatment of wounds, if it is inside that large device, it will generate a disinfection line by itself, without Locke Dorjee removing his baby purification suit hat.

And, fortunately, Leon's injury was only a traumatic injury, and if the wound was larger, or if it hurt the bone, then the kernel could not do anything at the moment.

The role of the kernel is varied, the treatment of wounds is only one of them, others such as material analysis, chemical composition decomposition, biological gene analysis, mechanical design, building structure design, route guidance, environmental simulation, etc., etc., can basically be regarded as a condensed supercomputer, and the computer is different, it also has a certain "hands-on ability", such as just now a part of the metal condensed into a scalpel blade, direct operation......

In Leon's impression, this fruit core is more like a biological monitoring map, at this moment to see Locke Dorjee complex gestures operating this ball, constantly demonstrating various functions in the air, it is simply surprising, in fact, this is equivalent to Columbus suddenly saw a color screen mobile phone, how can he not be surprised.

The sadness of this era is that the cognitive span between people can reach 1,000 years.

"So, I must go and get back the kernel, this little thing is an excellent aid to the development of the boulder, without the core, the boulder will become a thriving gathering place at most in the end! And with the core, the boulder can keep up with the real human technology, and can eventually become a great boulder!" concluded Lockdorjee finally, with a proud face.

"Witchcraft" Black Forehead has been listening carefully, and at this moment he also concluded, which made everyone laugh, Black Forehead's wisdom is always different from others, and it seems to live in another space. And after laughing, Leon also found that the wound on his stomach was not so painful, and it was not even as strong as the two blood marks on his arm.

"This pit is amazing" Leon reached out to poke the ball again, and this time the little silver thing reacted strongly and flashed a few times, and jumped out a string of characters at Lockdorge,

"Huh, it can talk!" Leon was startled and quickly retracted his hand, "What did it say?"

Locke Dorge smiled evilly and pointed to Leon's stomach,

"It says it's time for you to take a shower"