"I don't have a teacher, so I taught myself. It took me six years." Garon brought out the same thing from before.
"Self-taught?! That works?! "Lan's eyes widened in surprise." I tried many times but I couldn't do it! Now I can't even pass Level One … "She became depressed." It's been seven years … Grandpa has been teaching me since I was young. "
"Uh …" Garon didn't know what to say.
Both of them walked slowly along the counter.
"Brother Garon, you can pick whatever you like. Ever since Grandpa fell ill, our business has been getting worse and worse. After we sold out our previous stock, Senior Brother and Senior Sister had no choice but to make some poor quality imprints to sell to support the shop. “
"She said softly. There was no one in the shop now. The last customer who came to play had also left. The soft yellow light made the place even quieter. Only Lan's voice echoed slightly.
Garen nodded silently. While listening to Lan's introduction, he glanced at the few types of Energy Machine Imprints on the counter.
"All the imprints are based on the basic Level One imprint. Senior Brother and Senior Sister are Level Three Energy Machinists. They don't have enough computing power to process Level Two Energy Machine Imprints. The Level Two Energy Machine Imprints are divided into two parts, the computing part and the production part. The computing part is the main part. It needs to be purchased from the Alliance. This is the part responsible for computing and increasing the computing power of the Energy Machinists. The production part is what you saw just now. It's the part responsible for controlling and guiding the biochemical pool to create cannon fodder. We're responsible for processing the second piece. "Lan explained as she walked forward slowly.
"In other words, we buy semi-finished products, then process them into finished products and sell them, right?" Garon asked.
"That's right. However, all Level 1 Imprint main bodies are about the same, and their computing power is increased by three times. The key lies in the production module given by the second piece of processing like ours. If an ordinary Imprint main body encounters an expert who processes a good production module, such as a powerful cannon fodder like the Devil Worm, then the price will suddenly skyrocket, "Xiao Lan said with some envy.
"I see …" Garon nodded in understanding. Although he didn't want to decide on his first imprint so hastily, he had no choice. The situation was critical now and he couldn't wait for him to choose carefully.
His gaze swept across the counter and landed on the Wild Wolf.
"This one. The Wild Wolf Imprint. "
He pointed at the Energy Machine Imprint on the counter.
"Are you sure it's him?" Xiao Lan asked.
"Yes, it's him." Garon nodded.
"Wild wolves are fast, their claws and teeth are sharp, and they have night vision. However, their defense isn't good. This imprint is senior brother's proud work. I'll give you the best one. The wastage rate is only 5%. It's senior brother's proudest work." Lan quickly took out a grey, soft object from a small cabinet under the counter.
All the Energy Machine Imprints were like cotton candy of different colors, soft and shapeless.
"Are all the Energy Machine Imprints like this?" Garon asked curiously.
"Of course not. This is only a Level One Energy Machine Imprint. Usually, a Level One Energy Machinist can use it. There are also Level Two Energy Machinists, Level Three, Level Four and Level Five Energy Machine Imprints. In the future, when you have money, you can install a second Energy Machine Imprint for yourself when you reach Level Three. Remember, this thing is very difficult to change once it's installed. It's just like primitive cells. You've already catalyzed it into a piece of beef. If you want to change it into a beef bone, it'll be very, very difficult." Lan warned.
"I understand." Garon nodded.
"Looks like you really don't know anything." Lan shook her finger. "Alright, this is for you." She handed the imprint over and placed it in Garon's raised hand.
"Eat it. It'll be very painful when you go back and modify it. Just bear with it. It usually lasts for an hour. Be careful. This is the most vulnerable time for an Energy Machinist. It's the same no matter how strong an Energy Machinist is. "
"Got it."
Garon nodded solemnly.
After a blur of distorted colors, Garon suddenly returned to his room.
He raised his hand and saw that he was holding a gray ball of cotton in his hand.
"This is the Wild Wolf Imprint?" He did not hesitate and directly stuffed it into his mouth.
Strangely, as soon as the thing touched his mouth, it went straight in with a whoosh. It was as if it was alive and slid down his throat like a liquid. It was ice-cold, as if he had eaten a bowl of ice water.
Garon barely swallowed it and felt a tumble in his stomach.
The Willpower behind his head started to vibrate slowly. It was as if something cold was shooting out many silk tentacles, slowly wrapping around the two imprints at the back of his head.
With a whoosh, a huge shock suddenly rushed into his brain. Then, Garon felt a sharp pain in his stomach. It was as if the sea was overturned and there was a feeling of vomiting in his throat. He felt disgusted and started to burp. He kept spewing out foul-smelling gas.
White spots started to appear in front of his eyes. It was as if someone was pressing on the surface of his eyes with their fingers. He saw a lot of white spots spreading out.
He bent his waist and endured the pain as he walked to the single sofa in the room and sat down. He took a deep breath.
Although this kind of nausea and pain was unbearable, it was nothing to Garon. The pain he felt when he was modifying his heart was much more intense than this. After getting used to it a little, he could still maintain his calm and move freely. However, his forehead was faintly sweating, indicating that he was not in a good state.
After getting used to the intense pain, Garon walked to the window. The sky was already bright and it seemed to be early morning.
Outside, he could faintly hear strange wolf-like cries in the distance. It was impossible for there to be wolves in the surrounding terrain. Even if there were, they would have been killed by the radiation people. The only possibility was the predators.
"It's about to start …" Garon murmured. He looked at the dawn sky in the distance and hoped that it would be safe.
Even if he was in the room, he could feel the huge pressure from the people walking outside.
Anxiety, uneasiness, and the kind of suppression that forced themselves to calm down.
This was the complete performance of the thirty to forty people in Leo City.
Through the window, Garon saw people holding sharp metal spears and waving them around. There were also people who were constantly rubbing their hands and sitting on the steps of the door with their heads lowered, muttering something.
The sound of crying came from outside, but no one raised their head to look. The whole town became quieter and quieter. No one spoke. Occasionally, he could hear a baby crying. However, even the children who were a few years old were seriously helping to do what they could. The adults were constantly adjusting their physical condition to keep themselves in peak condition at all times.
Putting down the curtains, Garon knew that he could not do anything now. The Wild Wolf Imprint seemed to be modifying the two Willpower Imprints at the back of his head. This kind of modification was very fast and precise. Many times, it would even extract some subtle substances from his body to participate in the modification. This was the key reason why the human body felt intense pain.
Garon raised his head and looked at the time. It was 6: 21.
The clock on the wall ticked, crisp and rhythmic.
He sat down and slowly relaxed his body, carefully feeling the modification of the Willpower Imprint. Unfortunately, this kind of modification was very fast, and the degree of precision and complexity was far beyond his imagination. After only a few minutes of observation, he felt that his consciousness was a little blurry and his spirit was too exhausted. He could only take it back.
He sat quietly on the sofa. The sofa cushion under his butt was soft and flexible. The surface was leather, and there seemed to be metal springs inside. When he sat down, it bounced.
Time passed by slowly.
The sky outside was gradually brightening.
Someone began to call the people on the wall to prepare for the change of shifts. Garen had arranged for the three rounds to be swapped out.
The footsteps of the people who changed shifts were sparse. The people who came down all took deep breaths. No one spoke, only heavy breathing.
Garon raised his head and looked at the time again. It was 6: 44.
Twenty-three minutes had passed.
The intense pain in his body continued, and the degree was getting worse. He endured it and sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for everything to pass.
6: 51.
There was a slight noise outside, and there was the sound of gunshots. Hurried footsteps swept past the room, as if someone was running to the wall.
"It's okay, just a few Predators who were alone rushed over and were killed." A voice said. Then, everything became quiet again.
6: 59.
There was a knock on the door, and East Perrin's voice came from outside.
"Are you there? It's going to be bright soon. "
"Don't worry, don't worry." Garon sat on the sofa with his eyes closed. Sweat flowed from his forehead to the edge of his cheeks, and soon dripped down from his chin onto his clothes. The clothes he was wearing were still the casual clothes he wore in the region. There were blood stains, engine oil, and black ash on them. His clothes looked like the work clothes of a painter. Other than the long sleeves and trousers, there was almost no style or color. It was just a large area of flowery clothes.
Hearing Garon's answer, East Perrin was silent for a while, and then left.
7: 12.
Gunshots came from outside again. This time, it was not a normal gunshot, but a large mess.
In the mess, there were people cursing, and occasionally there were people screaming.
"It has really begun …" Garen opened his eyes. However, other than being able to move freely, he could not do anything else.
Bang bang bang!!
East Perrin knocked on the door again.
"There's a group of Predators outside, but we've defeated them. I suspect that they're just probing. A few of our brothers are dead. "
"Help me prepare some basic materials." Garon raised his voice. "The root of the Pipa Leaf, Dragon Beard Grass, the higher the radiation, the better. More than twenty grams of each. The blood and brain of the Radiation Beast, the higher the level, the better. If you don't use the normal ones, the more the better. Also, the Grave Tree Trunk, Winter Flower … "
He casually listed a series of things, which were more common materials in the radiation belt. All of these things were more or less radioactive. Many of them were used as substitutes for the nutrient solution construction of the Biochemical Pool. Garon had no other way now. Although these substitutes would be less effective, and might affect the strength of the final creature, there was no other way now. He had to get some first.
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