Green Olive District, Antana Street, a dilapidated warehouse turned into a shop.
Gnawa, who was wearing a long cloak, followed Jiang Baimian and the others inside.
It is filled with electronic components in various ways, cluttered like the ruins of a bombed city.
The boss was a Honghe man, sitting behind a tattered desk, using different tools to repair the walkie-talkie.
Feeling the shadow hanging over, he looked up at the door, and his eyes quickly fell on Bai Chen's face.
"What parts do you want this time?" The boss with a pale yellow beard asked, "You haven't been there for two years, haven't you?"
"More than that." Bai Chen responded simply, and then went straight to the topic, "Are there any broken or poorly repaired robots?"
The boss's eyes lit up:
"Are you looking for an expert in this field and want to make money by repairing robots?"
If the situation is better, it can be sold for one or two thousand olei, and if it is seriously damaged, two or three hundred olei may not be able to be recycled, and there is a high probability that it will be sold as scrap iron and scrap steel, which is quite cheap.
The repaired combat robots are priceless products in the entire "First City" sphere of influence, which is much more expensive than the original "old adjustment team" to purchase military exoskeleton devices.
This kind of absolutely reliable companion with strong combat power and immunity to many influences is the "dream lover" of all relic hunters, but anyone who has the conditions to get it wants to come to one, and the more the better.
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong did not interject and handed over the stage to Bai Chen, who was most familiar with this place.
Bai Chen replied calmly:
"I guess so.
"There is a gentleman who is buying broken robots and wants to develop a new model by disassembling and studying their parts. His bid is higher than most people on the market, and I want to try my luck with you."
"Which big power is it?" The boss put down the walkie-talkie and tools in his hand.
If you are not a member of a big force, even if you get a new model of combat robot, you will not be able to mass-produce it for profit.
If you want to assemble one by yourself by saving various electronic components, you may not be able to get it together in two or three years.
"I don't care which big power it is, I only care about the price he offers." Bai Chen's expression did not change at all.
The boss stood up and muttered a few words:
"This reminds me of an old world saying: An arms dealer who doesn't sell weapons to hostile forces is not a good arms dealer.
"On Antana Street, I have seen several people killed by their own customers, I hope you are not next."
He picked up the greasy cloth, wiped his greasy hands, and walked to the door leading to the back area.
This is a front store and back warehouse layout.
Jiang Baimian and others followed.
Compared with the clutter outside, the warehouse is surprisingly neat, with different electronic components and different old-world appliances placed in different places.
At a glance, Long Yuehong actually saw two robot bodies.
One of their bodies is nearly fragmented, with many missing parts, one chest is open, and the rest are still intact, but the metal skeleton looks slender and the overall is quite "slender".
"You guys are lucky." The boss pointed to the two robot bodies and said, "Recently, a relic hunter just came back from the Blood Wasteland and packed them up and sold them to me.
"One is a robot that specializes in repairing power grids, which can be transformed into an all-round type, uh, I mean an all-round ...... in the repair field."
"Can humans be repaired?" Shang Jianyao asked curiously.
The boss thought about it seriously:
"It should be possible.
"A robot holding a wrench, 1.9 meters tall, and covered in iron can't beat an ordinary human?"
"At least five." Shang Jianyao helped calculate.
"Moreover, its main module does not restrict it from using submachine guns, assault rifles, and grenade guns, as long as it can be repaired, it is still a very popular companion." As a businessman, the boss first praised him, "The problem now is that the damage is too serious, and there are too many parts that need to be replaced or repaired, including the main chip."
Isn't this just a waste product...... Jiang Baimian muttered in his heart.
The boss then introduced another machine:
"This is a maid-type robot, with a high degree of artificial intelligence, but no attack module, it is said that before the destruction of the Old World, they would leave the factory covered with a layer of artificial skin, and they looked very close to us humans.
"This damage is okay, but the main chip was blown away......"
The boss's voice gradually became quieter, as if he couldn't pass the level of his conscience by saying this.
For a robot, the main chip is the most technological, irreplaceable, and hardest to repair component.
After a pause, the boss became confident:
"Anyway, you are all selling to others for research, and these two models can broaden his horizons and enrich his knowledge base."
"Makes sense." Slapping, Shang Jianyao clapped his hands.
Bai Chen nodded:
"Let's set a price."
The boss smiled:
"That repair robot is 1,500 ore, it is very popular, and many electronic components can be used on other robots.
"That maid-type robot 800 Ole, really, this is very cheap, even if it is disassembled into electronic components to sell, I can at least recover 700 Ole, if I bless you, I may be able to get 1,000."
Touching the "wallet" that was not thick, Jiang Baimian muttered:
"The degree of artificial intelligence is very high......"
She looked at the cloaked Gnava and whispered.
Gnava nodded slowly.
At that time, install the spare chip carrying the "source brain" clone, repair the surrounding wiring, change the battery compartment, and try to activate it.
Hearing the team leader's hint, Bai Chen, who saw Gnawa's movements, began to bargain.
In the end, the "Old Tune Team" bought the maid-type robot for 720 Ore.
Jiang Baimian stuffed the banknotes to Bai Chen while talking to himself silently:
"It's time to apply for new funding......"
The exploration of the ruins of Wasteland No. 13 can be reported upwards, indicating that the previous funds have been implemented.
The only thing Jiang Baimian needs to consider is how to inform the company of the problem of the secret laboratory without involving Gnava.
…………
Red Giant Wolf District, in the apartment rented by the "Old Tune Team".
Shang Jianyao solemnly pressed the start switch.
Then, he took two steps back, standing side by side with Jiang Baimian and the others, staring at the silver-gray maid robot.
A red light quickly appeared in the eyes of the maid robot, and after a flash, it moved its head from side to side.
"This ......," it said in a softer female voice.
Jiang Baimian wanted to congratulate him, but finally chose to smile.
The maid robot's speech speed suddenly accelerated:
"Why don't you have any weapon modules?
"A lot of useful modules are missing......
"Only sweeping, mopping, cooking, washing dishes, cleaning windows......"
I don't know if it's an illusion, Long Yuehong always feels that the "source brain" clone in front of him is much more humanized than in the laboratory, and they all show signs of emotional breakdown.
He speculates that there are two reasons for this:
First, the "source brain" clone is completely separated from the main body and is no longer controlled, and the corresponding core module gradually develops in the direction of humanization.
Jiang Baimian, who had already finished the abdominal draft, took a breath, took a step forward, and said with a smile:
"This is a stopgap measure."
When the red light in the eyes of the maid robot fell on her, she explained sincerely:
"You know, it is very, very difficult to get a good combat robot in the initial city, and it may not be possible for a year or two, or even three or four years.
"For such a long time, even if we are willing to keep our promises and actively fulfill our contracts, we can't stand the possibility of accidents.
"You also know what our mission is, if we don't have time to find you a suitable body one day, won't you be completely finished?"
"Bah-bah-bah, childlike words, the wind blows away!" The honest Shang Jianyao looked disgusted.
Jiang Baimian glared at him, and when he saw that the maid robot had "calmed down", he smiled again:
"So, we quickly found you a machine that can carry that chip, and then you can upgrade it as you want, no need to rely on others.
"Look, we have also prepared an additional grenade launcher for you, Gnava has already studied it, and you can install it with a little modification."
The red light in the maid robot's eyes flashed, and a silver-gray metal palm was stretched forward:
"What you said really makes sense.
"Thank you for keeping your promise."
Several members of the "Old Tune Group" all breathed a sigh of relief, including Gnawa.
Jiang Baimian then stretched out his left hand and shook hands with the other party.
The maid robot took back her metal palm and said with great relief:
"I'll tell Gnava how to remove the residual information now.
"By the way, from now on, please call me 'Alpha', this will be the starting point of everything."
PS: This time China Literature set up a salon in Hainan, and by the way, I also got a writer training class, I finally couldn't hide from their lecturer class for a year, I had to talk for three hours today, miserable, and then there was a live broadcast event with China Literature and Video Account in the evening, so I smiled, asked for a chapter off, and there was no change at night.
(End of this chapter)