Late at night, a middle-aged man wrapped in gauze lay on a wooden board in the barn humming.

He was addicted to drugs.

The door of the barn was pushed open and closed, and the cow opened his eyes and looked at it, closed his eyes again, and went back to sleep.

I walked over to the man and looked at him.

It's really skinny. I suddenly remembered the corpses in my hometown that had starved to death in the fields due to the lack of food to eat during the great drought, and he looked like them.

He suddenly opened his eyes and stared at me, his body shaking, as if he was about to pounce on me at any moment.

He smelled the "candy" in my hand, and this was the one that made him "sober".

Genius Abigai, the son-in-law of Old Aite, and the father of Loser Abigai.

I took out the elixir, pinched the genius's mouth with my hand, and stuffed it in and out. He wanted to throw up, probably because he didn't want to eat. I held the pill with my finger and pressed it into my esophagus little by little. He looked uncomfortable, grabbing my metal body with his nails and making unpleasant noises.

But what does this addict's discomfort have to do with me?

I condensed the stream of water and poured the elixir into his stomach. He wanted to vomit and I pressed one on the top of his head and the other on his chin. The tricks are getting more and more brutal to save the husband, son-in-law, and father who ruined the whole family.

How could anyone want to exchange their own son for drugs......

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After leaving the shop, I went to look for the detective.

Under the knock of a well-meaning citizen, another drug trafficking gang was captured in the city.

Their steward was taken to the interrogation room, where they were told of the wounding of the genius Abigai, who I was listening from outside.

"Genius Abic came to the alley and said that he was addicted to drugs, so let's do it and give him some candy on credit......"

"Drugs. The deputy detective in charge of interrogating him said: "Don't think that you will not be sentenced if you don't say that you are selling drugs, we have collected enough evidence at the scene." ”

"Well... He asked us to give him drugs, but he didn't have the money, and he didn't bring the goods he promised to give him on credit last time. ”

"What's the goods, what kind of goods does he have for a poor ghost?"

“...... It's his son, sir. The first time he paid on credit, he said that his son, Abic the Loser, was a blacksmith genius who could sell for a good buck. ”

"Since he didn't give it, it's a lie he made up casually, right?"

"Absolutely not, after that, he asked us for anesthetic medicine and hemp rope to knock out his son, and took us to his house to guard. It's just that his son has been busy with work these days and has been staying in his grandfather's blacksmith shop, so he has no chance to start. "

"Then he came back to you and asked you for drugs, and you beat him to the point where he was badly injured. ”

"Sir, I want to explain ......"

I stopped listening and asked the inspector to send a few policemen with a piece of "candy" to follow me, and to find the genius who could only live in a barn if he had to go out of the house.

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Estimating that the elixir had been digested, I let go of my hand, and the genius took a big gulp of air, this was the time when he was most like a person from just now to now.

I got out of here and waited for the police outside to come in and be taken where he was supposed to be.

Drug addiction has reached the point where it seriously destroys the body, and "drug addiction" cannot be overcome by education and will.

But the elixir will repair his body and give him a chance to mend his ways in reflection.

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I went back to the hotel, and Sora was cooking.

For the first time.

She walked to the living room with the dish and placed it on the table.

The appearance is unexpectedly good, it seems that Ah Kong doesn't want to be an alchemist.

I grabbed a coat on the hanger and went out again.

Sora stood quietly at the table with two pairs of chopsticks.

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I remembered something, and opened the door and entered the house.

"I forgot to eat. I asked Sora to hand me a pair of chopsticks, and when I looked around, I only saw a chair next to Sora.

No way, Sora is my boss now, so I had to stand at the table and let Sora sit in a chair.

The iron golem and the girl ate with laughter and laughter.

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"Sir, this is the last part. "Young Abic handed me the pulley in his hand.

I looked at the dozens of neat stacks of parts in front of me and fell into deep thought.

In the end, I asked Lao Aite to help assemble the mecha.

The parts of each part of the mecha are not special, and there are quite a few parts that can be used in different parts. After all, it's a combat mech, and being too detailed will only cause trouble.

"Not big enough, but free to move around in most terrain. Old Aite looked at the mecha in front of him and said. Indeed, this mech is medium-thin, not much larger than my current body.

"What are these little cracks for?" Abicher asked, confused, "Isn't integration better?" ”

"That's the old idea. Old Aite said, "It's best to fight a strange beast that can only use its minions, and make a mecha into a tin can, but when fighting a cultivator who knows how to use spells, you need to take into account the hot and cold changes caused by spells." The cracks leave room for the thermal expansion and contraction of the metal, greatly extending the life of the mech. ”

"Then who can win a cultivator fight with such a mecha?" "If it's a mid-to-high-end battle. Generally, cultivators win, and powerful spells cannot be defeated by water vapor...... Wait, sir, why didn't I see the steam engine when I was assembling the mech?" asked Old Aether, looking at me.

"This ......" I was a little dumb, I couldn't tell them that this mecha was made for me, I was originally a human, and now I use my consciousness to control my body, and there are water cores on my body, so I don't have to think about power at all.

"Anyway, let's pretend to be one, sir. Old Aite is now like a salesman: "Not to mention that it can make the mecha swing more powerful, just the steam spews out of the mecha how handsome it is!"

You're a Bossepunk too?

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We're ready to go.

The Governor gave us a farewell ceremony.

The Inspector was also at the ceremony, and didn't see the damn iron golem among the gang.

He wanted to tell the iron golem that he was going to be promoted.

Old Aite is putting the finishing touches on Abic's mechanical backpack, which unfolds into a workbench that can process most parts. Abic sat next to him.

"Don't be lazy when you travel with that gentleman, you have to rush to do the work, and you have to keep a good impression on the gentleman. ”

"Hmm"

"Don't be like that...... Don't be like your father, don't touch drugs. ”

"Hmm"

"You know 'uh-huh'...... It's tuned and carried. Look at that, yes, there's a little car parked over there, I made it for you, you can take him on a trip and save a little effort."

“......”

"Don't cry... Manly..."The old man looked at the young man with tears in his eyes.

Abic began to take care of him when he was a baby less than a year old, and the two of them have been together for half their lives......

The governor walked over with a wine glass and said to the air: "I didn't expect the owner of that iron puppet to be such a beautiful woman, and I almost had someone knock him out when I saw such an ugly puppet for the first time." ”

The puppet's maker chuckled.

I was adjusting to my new body, moving things on the spot, and from time to time a large amount of water vapor would be sprayed out of my body and condensed into a white mist.

This scene is very visually impactful, and I don't know that I think I'm the kind of special mecha that can blow the head of a hill-level alien beast with one punch.

After the ceremony, the governors and they all went back, and we headed south.

A mech, a god, a blacksmith.

Continuing the journey they began to make known.