As a doctor, Renne naturally knew the name of "Irubek Nieto".
Not only because that guy has a very special status in the medical world, many medical professional classics are directly or indirectly written by this person.
Moreover, in the storage ring of Pixis, Renn had seen the origin of the name "Crazy Ilubek".
It was a briefing from ten years ago, a statement from the Royal Medical College of Omagh expelling a crazy doctor named Ilubek.
It is said that that guy likes to do some crazy research that violates ethics and laws. For example, gene fusion of alien creatures, organ transplantation between alien creatures, head transplant surgery, orc cultivation.
Then, he seemed to have done something that offended the top elites, and was officially listed as an "S-level wanted" by Omar officials, and he disappeared from sight ever since.
In short, the official report characterized this "Ilubek" as a guy who has fallen into a madness for some crazy research.
... .
The "City of Glory" really has room for everyone.
The rebellious [Storm General] Balon came before, and now there is an "S-class wanted" doctor who has disappeared for ten years.
Although Ren knew that official reports had a certain political bias, no matter how he looked at it, this "Irubek" looked like some kind of mad scientist who was desperate for research.
However, in order to solve the problem of parasites in his body, he still went to the laboratory directed by the vice president with anxiety.
Not long after, Renn came to a corner of City No. 5 that was obscured by tall buildings all year round.
If it hadn't been for the doctor's guidance, he would never have believed that there would be a person at the top of the medical field hidden in the laboratory converted from a sewer at the bottom of the steel forest in front of him.
The rusted iron door that looked like it could be kicked through had no blocking effect at all.
But on the rusty iron sign next to it, there are big yellow characters spray-painted "Private laboratory, poisonous gas inside, please do not enter unless you are not allowed", and there is also a skull with a strong warning.
Ren hesitated in front of the door for a long time without knocking on the door.
"Could you be looking in the wrong place?"
He was a little flustered for no reason. This place looked like a slum, not a top medical laboratory.
Instinctively cautious, he wondered whether he had been tricked or fallen into some black market organ trafficking trap. For example, I was knocked unconscious as soon as I entered, and then I woke up and my kidneys and other organs were gone.
Thinking of this, he quietly activated the micro-boiler of his right robotic arm.
Then, when he was about to knock on the door, there was a click in the house and someone came out.
Along with loud communication.
"Grandpa Nieto, I'll take the potion first, and I will definitely raise the money for the materials as soon as possible. It should be enough when the mechanical installation order I have is completed."
"Little Carl, don't worry about money. Take good care of your grandpa. The instrument that the old guy promised me has not been manufactured yet, so don't let him die first."
"I know. Grandpa won't die..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a little boy about eleven or twelve years old pushed open the iron door of the sewer and bumped into Ren at the door.
"Hey... I actually have a visitor today."
The little boy who seemed to be named Carl muttered something curiously and gave Ren a curious look in the face.
Then, his eyes stayed for a moment on the mechanical arm covered by the sleeve on Ren's right arm.
The little boy seemed to be half a master and asked proactively: "Who are you looking for?"
Renn asked: "Is this Dr. Ilubek's laboratory? I am here to see the doctor under the guidance of Dean Bick of the 'Winster Hospital'..."
"oh."
Karl showed a hint of surprise, and shouted into the pipe at the top of his lungs: "Grandpa Nieto, someone is looking for you!"
Soon, a response came from inside the room: "Let him come in..."
"Grandpa Nieto wants you to come in."
Karl pointed to the door and said: "Don't touch anything after entering. Go straight and turn left. There is a mechanism to prevent thieves inside. Touching it will trigger the poison gas..."
After a pause, the child's eyes flashed with an eccentric luster, and he added: "Of course, it doesn't matter if you touch it accidentally. Grandpa Nieto is in the house anyway, so the poison probably won't kill you, but your eyes and throat will be burning." It hurts..."
Listening to the vivid description, this little kid must have been mischievous before.
"..."
Ren's face suddenly jumped when he heard that. It turned out that the warning on the sign was not to scare people. This place was really poisonous.
"Oh, thank you."
A dumbfounding thank you.
At this time, he noticed that the little boy named Carl had a lot of dark oil stains on his clothes. He looked like a young mechanic who often stayed at the lathe.
Carl planned to delay longer, holding the package in his hand and passing by Ren.
After running a few steps, probably because his obsessive-compulsive disorder couldn't bear it anymore, he turned around and pointed at Ren's robotic arm, saying in an old-fashioned tone: "Well... the robotic arm needs maintenance. This 'PMVI' model in your hand There is a small design flaw in the improved version of the micro-operated air hammer's mechanical arm. The Guanquan sleeve joint is prone to corrosion, especially if it is contaminated with blood. You must remember to oil and maintain it, otherwise the corroded parts will become stiff and there will be hidden dangers in use. "
"???"
When Ren heard this, he was confused by a bunch of mechanics' professional terms.
However, this kid actually recognized the model of this robotic arm just by seeing the small exposed piercing glove? Not simple.
If I remember correctly, the manual for this robotic arm seems to read "PMVI type micro-motor air hammer improved version".
He asked: "Are you a mechanic? And... do you know this robotic arm?"
Karl's face showed some pride unique to a young man, and he said: "Of course. After all, I personally designed and manufactured these two robotic arms two years ago. At that time, I remember... It seemed to be customized by a Earl."
"..."
Ren didn't know what to say.
At first glance, this thing looked like the stolen goods stolen by the "Weasel Group", but I didn't expect to meet the designer who made it.
But, having said that, this kid looks to be only eleven or twelve years old. Could he have designed such an exquisite robotic arm three years ago
To be honest, this made Ren very suspicious.
But listening to the previous conversation, this guy seems to be very close to Ilubek inside.
Ren didn't dare to look down on him in the slightest, and said smoothly: "Oh, it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Little Mechanic."
"Well, it's an honor to meet you too."
Then, the little boy showed the professional smile of a businessman again and began to promote his business: "I have a machinery shop "Carl's Machinery Repair Shop" in the 19th block above. If you need customized mechanical equipment, Or to maintain the robotic arm, you can come to me. The quality and price must be the best in the city... "
The advertising slogans are very skillful, and it seems that they often introduce people to them. The urgency in his eyes made people feel as if he was short of money.
Ren nodded: "Okay, if I need it, I will definitely go."
"Thanks, bye."
The little boy smiled in response, turned and left without saying anything more.
... ..
"What a funny kid..."
Ren didn't take it seriously and shook the gloves in his hand. Because they had never been maintained, the mechanical joints seemed to be a bit sluggish.
He shrugged. What he said made people want to go to the little boy's shop to see what was going on.
If this robotic arm really comes from "Carl's Machinery Repair Shop", maybe you can find some other good mechanical equipment.
So he thought.