Chapter 94 A Killer Comes from Afar
"Are you curious about how this robotic arm works?"
Tusla caught Ryan's gaze, seemed to see through his thoughts, and smiled slightly.
But that skinny face always looks a little creepy when he smiles.
He didn't mind and explained directly: "Your teacher should have told you that the toxins destroyed most of my nerves and muscles. Now I only have some feeling above my neck."
At this point, the old man controlled the robotic arm and pointed at his head, and then said: "So, your teacher came up with a plan for me to directly connect biological limbs to the brain nerves, which allowed me to avoid the fate of being paralyzed in bed and unable to take care of myself for the rest of my life..."
When Ryan heard this, he felt that this routine was somewhat familiar.
Isn't this the idea behind Irubek installing spider arms on himself?
"Yes, you read that right. It's the same 'Swamp Wolf Spider' that your teacher transplanted."
Tusla raised his eyebrows. Paralysis did not break his will. Instead, he was optimistic. He said, "It's just that biological limbs are too fragile for us mechanics, so I only took a small part of the nerve connection tissue as an external nerve signal receiver, and then replaced the other joints with physically driven tentacle-shaped metal mechanical arms."
At this time, he showed off his mechanical claws that were as flexible as his arms, knocking against the wall and making clanging sounds. He said, "This is 'black titanium alloy'. It's light, high-strength, and has low thermal conductivity. It's more useful than an arm..."
“Oh…I see.”
Ryan probably understood this explanation.
However, he also had an accurate understanding of Grandpa Carl's mechanical level.
This "Tuster Fuentes" can design such an exquisite external mechanical skeleton, so he is definitely a legendary figure in the field of mechanics.
But Ryan was also a little confused. He had been in the library for more than a month and had read the history of the two empires thoroughly.
It can be said that he has heard of all the masters who are slightly famous. Why has he never seen any record of Grandpa Carl, such a great mechanic, in any book?
Mechanics in this world also have the term "patent". If you can invent a new patent, it will be immediately recorded in the Mechanics Association and reported to the whole country. It is impossible for a master who can make this octopus robot arm to not have hundreds of patents.
However, the "intelligent brain" searched the names of almost all the famous mechanics with patents in the Machinists' Union, but there was no such name as "Tuster Fuentes".
This is very strange...
However, now is obviously not the time to be curious about this question.
…
Karl saw that his grandfather’s face turned a little pale after he said a few words, so he hurriedly walked up and asked with concern: “Grandpa, are you okay?”
The robotic arm allows him to move around without any hindrance, but his brain has been damaged by toxins and he often faints, which is very dangerous.
Tusla waved his mechanical arm to indicate that he was fine, and then asked, "I was suddenly awakened by the alarm just now, and then I heard you say that old man Nieto was captured. What's ?"
"That's it, Grandpa..."
Karl recounted what happened before and said, "I didn't expect that the City Lord's Mansion would suddenly issue an 'S-level war conscription order'. So things became a little complicated."
When Tusla heard this, the first thing he was worried about was not himself, but his old friend.
His face turned ugly and he cursed: "Damn it! Those guys from the Winster family will destroy the 'Glorious City' sooner or later!"
Everyone knows that the reason why the City of Glory has its current glory is entirely due to its almost absolutely fair management system.
Now there is a privileged class that is above this system. Sooner or later, an ant hole in the thousand-mile dike will cause the collapse of everything that Master Kavo has painstakingly built.
But after cursing for a while, Tusla calmed down and thought about it, and analyzed: "No matter how bold those guys from the Winster family are, they dare not attack Nieto. It seems that it was the people from the Omar royal family who did it. However, even if he is captured and taken back to Omar, Nieto should not be in danger."
Having known each other for decades, he knew his old friend's temper very well. He changed his tone and said with a little concern: "But, old man Neto has a very stubborn temper. I hope he won't do anything extreme..."
Ryan pursed his lips when he heard this; this was also what he was worried about.
…
The three of them talked for a long time, but there was no good solution. The whereabouts of those professional spies in the "Blackwater Station" were secretive, and with the cover of the Winster family, it was difficult for outsiders to find out their whereabouts.
Now we don’t even know where Irubek’s people are, let alone where to rescue them.
On the contrary, the problem at hand is very urgent.
The "S-level war call-up" has been issued, and they must accept the mission to hunt outside the city as soon as possible.
Tusla’s current situation requires a long-term supply of “life potion” to save his life.
This is also where Carl is in a difficult position.
There are quite a few people in the city who can refine [Liquid Gold], but most of them are senior doctors in the five major family hospitals.
"Grandpa, how about... I sell those patentable drawings to the Soldo family. They should agree to let us and the medical team accompany us."
"No, don't ask the 'Five Major Families' for help. Those greedy and short-sighted fellows don't deserve the favor of the 'God of Steam'! Anyway, I can only stay awake for a few hours a day, so I'll just live as long as I can..."
“…”
Ryan listened to the grandfather and grandson talking and became more and more pessimistic, but the old man still looked fearless.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two people's conversation, he finally had the opportunity to interrupt and say, "Well... Actually, if it's a life potion, I can also prepare it."
Carl thought Ryan didn't know that his grandfather needed a very advanced life potion, so he tactfully reminded him, "But... my grandfather needs the [Liquid Gold]..."
Tust also looked indifferent and said, "Oh, little Ryan, I appreciate your kindness. But old man Neto probably hasn't started teaching you such a complicated formula yet..."
Ryan looked a little strange, and said, "I wanted to say that the formula... I actually learned it too."
"Ah ? Brother Ryan, you... can configure [Liquid Gold]?"
When Karl and his grandfather heard this, they all looked at him sideways.
Isn't this the apprentice that Grandpa Neto just accepted? How can he refine advanced life potions?
Ryan nodded: "Yes."
He didn't know how to explain this problem. But he had watched Irubek refine it so many times that he knew the process by heart.
What's more, after a month of intensive study on the basics of pharmacy, he is no longer the pharmacy apprentice who knew nothing before.
When Carl heard this, he shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, we have found your medicine!"
"Nieto has found a good apprentice."
Tust looked at Ryan with a hint of relief in his eyes, and muttered sourly: "No wonder that old guy came to chat with me a few days ago, always bragging to me that he had accepted a disciple with amazing talent..."
It turns out, it’s really amazing.
Suddenly the urgent problem was solved, and the atmosphere in the shop became much more relaxed.
Woo…woo…woo…
But suddenly, a second round of urgent alarms sounded in the city.
They were urged to accept the mission and leave the city as soon as possible.
Ryan suggested: "Karl, how about we form a small hunting team, take on a relatively easy mission, and take Grandpa Tulas with us?"
"good."
When Carl heard it, he immediately agreed.
The three of them were the kind of people who had no urgent need to hunt for money, and they thought that they could just find an easy logistical task when the time comes to get through this conscription mission.
…
At the same time, in a high-end inn in the city.
Prince Quentin of Omar was standing on the balcony, looking at the crowds of people on the street, with a look of amusement on his face.
Beside him, his aide Metternich, wearing a black cloak, stood in a shady corner.
"I wanted to talk to Master Kavo, but it seems that the old man is not willing to compromise. So, I can only proceed as planned..."
"That's good. This time, the empire can also collect one more rich mine from the collective hunting, and our 'Sunflower Chamber of Commerce' should also show up. By the way, let's help those stubborn old men from the five major families to make up their minds. There is no need for so many people from the five major families who went on the expedition to come back alive. Let's clean them up and arrange some of our people to take over..."
"Yes, Your Highness."
…
And just when Ryan and Carl went to the City Hall to accept the mission.
Three guys who came all the way from the Theed Empire also happened to enter the City of Glory.
A pale young man with a bloodless face, a hooded assassin, and a dark sorcerer shrouded in corpse energy.
If Ryan were here, he would definitely recognize at a glance that the hooded man with a dagger on his waist looked very familiar.
Because he is the leader of the "Weasel Phantom Thieves", [One-Eyed Wolf] Quinn!
The dark sorcerer held some hair and clothes in his hands, cast a positioning spell, and said: "The divination has confirmed that the target is in the city. Fifteen kilometers southwest, in the direction of the city hall..."
The white-faced man said, "Quinn, you must find the thing this time. If you fail again, I will kill you if my grandfather doesn't!"
Quinn on the side said respectfully: "Yes, Master Qi Ming."
White-faced man: "However, someone in Omar actually offered a reward for that guy in the black market. This is a bit strange..."
Quinn: "It should be the bounty posted by Pisis . He was the potion master in my previous group. In the days after the incident, I felt that the guy and the newcomer were very strange. Later I found out that he was actually Omar's hidden man... Now it seems that he should also be coveting the whereabouts of the treasure."
White-Faced Man: "Aren't you surprised that the poisoner of the Omar royal family killed tens of thousands of people with insects, but a newcomer in your group didn't die? Moreover, how did he escape the encirclement of Storm Lake?"
Quinn: "I am also confused about this."
The white-faced man thought for a moment and said, "Don't underestimate that guy. He may have his own secrets. When we meet, just kill him and take away the body. Let Mr. Black perform a ritual to search his soul, so as to avoid any more trouble. After all, it's not good to cause a big disturbance in the City of Glory."
"Yes, sir."
