"Are you curious about how this robotic arm works?"
Tusla caught Ren's gaze, seemed to see through his thoughts, and smiled slightly.
But that skinny face always makes people feel a little bit creepy when they smile.
He didn't mind and explained directly: "Your teacher should have told you that the toxin destroyed most of the nerves and muscles in my body. Now I only have some feeling above my neck."
Having said this, the old man controlled the robotic arm and pointed at his head, and said: "So, your teacher came up with a plan for me, directly linking the biological limbs to the nerves in the brain, so that I can avoid this for a lifetime. The fate of being paralyzed in bed and unable to take care of myself..."
When Ren heard this, he felt that this routine seemed familiar.
Isn't this the idea behind Ilubek's own spider arm
"Yes, you read that right, it's the same 'Swamp Wolf Spider' transplanted by your teacher."
Tusla raised his eyebrows. Paralysis did not break his will. Instead, he was very optimistic and said: "It's just that the biological limbs are too fragile for us mechanics, so I only took a small part." The neural connection tissue serves as an external nerve signal receiver, and other joints are then replaced with physically driven, tentacle-shaped metal robotic arms."
At this time, he showed off the mechanical claws that were as flexible as arms, which made the wall clang, and said: "This is 'black titanium alloy', which is light weight, high strength, low thermal conductivity, and is more useful than arms. ..”
"Oh I got it."
Renn probably understood this explanation.
However, he also had an accurate understanding of Grandpa Carl's scientific research level.
This "Tuste Fuentes" can design such an exquisite external mechanical skeleton, so he is definitely a top-notch figure in the field of mechanics.
But Ren 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.
It can be said that he has heard of all the slightly famous masters. Why has Grandpa Carl, such a powerful mechanic, never been recorded in any classics
Mechanics in this world also have the term "patent". If a new patent can be invented, it will be immediately recorded in the Machinists Association and notified nationwide. The master who can create this kind of octopus robotic arm would not be able to do it without hundreds of patents.
But "Zhi Nao" searched for the names of almost all famous mechanics with patents in the machinists' union, and there was no such "Tuste Fuentes".
This is very strange.
However, now is obviously not the time to wonder about this question.
... ..
Carl's face became a little pale after seeing his grandfather say a few words. He walked up quickly and asked with concern: "Grandpa, are you okay?"
With the mechanical arm, he can move without any hindrance, but his brain is also damaged by toxins and he often faints, which is very dangerous.
Tusla waved his robotic 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 the old guy Nieto was kidnapped. What on earth is going on?"
"That's it, grandpa..."
Karl recounted what happened before, and then said: "Unexpectedly, the city lord's palace suddenly launched the 'S-class war recruitment order' again. So things became a little complicated."
When Tusla heard this, he was not worried about himself first, but about his old friend.
His face turned ugly and he cursed angrily: "Damn it! Those guys from the Winster family will destroy the 'City of Glory' sooner or later!"
Everyone understands that the glory of the Glory City is all due to the almost absolutely fair management system.
Now that there is a privileged class that is above this system, the anthill on the Thousand Miles Embankment will sooner or later collapse everything that Master Cavo has painstakingly built.
However, after he calmed down and thought about it, Tusla analyzed again: "No matter how bold the guys in the Winster family are, they would not dare to attack Nieto. It seems that someone from the Omar royal family should do it. However, even if Since he was taken back to Oma, that old guy Nieto shouldn't be in danger either."
After having known each other for decades, he knew the temper of his old friend very well. He changed his tone and said slightly worriedly: "However, that old guy Nieto has a very stubborn temper. I hope he won't do anything. Extreme things come..."
Renn pursed his lips after hearing this, which was what he was worried about.
... .
The three of them chatted for a long time, but there was no good solution. The whereabouts of the professional spies in "Blackwater Tower" are secretive, and with the cover of the Winster family, it is difficult for outsiders to find out their whereabouts.
Now they don't even know where Irubek's people are, and it's even impossible to rescue them.
On the contrary, the problem at hand is urgent.
The "S-Class War Recruitment" has been issued, and they must accept the mission as soon as possible and go out to hunt wilderness.
Tusla's current situation requires a long-term supply of "life potion" in order to save its life.
This is also where Karl is in trouble.
There are not many people in the city who can refine [Golden Liquid], but most of them are senior doctors in the hospitals of the five major families.
"Grandpa, how about... I sell those patentable drawings to the Sordo family, and they should agree to let us and the medical team accompany us."
"No, don't ask the 'Five Major Families'. Those greedy and short-sighted guys are not worthy of the favor of the 'Steam God'! Anyway, I only have a few hours to wake up every day, so I will live as long as I can..."
"..."
Ren listened to his grandfather and grandson becoming more and more pessimistic as they chatted, and the old man still looked like he was not afraid of death.
Taking advantage of the gap between the two of them talking, he had the opportunity to interject: "Well... In fact, if it is a life potion, I can also configure it."
Karl thought that Ren didn't know that his grandfather needed a very high-level life potion, so he tactfully reminded: "But... the [Golden Liquid] my grandfather needs..."
Tust also looked indifferent to life and death and said: "Oh, little Ren, I understand your intention. But that old guy Nieto probably hasn't started teaching you such a complicated formula yet..."
Ren's face looked a little weird and said: "I want to say, [Golden Liquid]... In fact, I can also configure it."
"Ah? Brother Ren, do you... really know how to configure [Golden Liquid]?"
When Carl and his grandfather heard this, they both looked sideways.
Isn't this the apprentice that Grandpa Nieto just accepted? He knows how to refine advanced life potions
Ren nodded: "Yes."
He didn't know how to explain this. But he had watched Irubek being refined so many times that he was already familiar with the process.
What's more, after learning the basics of pharmacy this month, he is no longer the pharmacy apprentice who didn't understand anything before.
Karl on the side heard this and shouted excitedly, "Grandpa, your potion is here!"
"Nieto has gained a good disciple."
Tust looked at Renn, 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, saying that he had accepted a disciple with amazing talent. ..”
It turns out, it’s really amazing.
Suddenly the urgent need was solved, and the atmosphere in the shop suddenly became much more relaxed.
Woo...woo...woo.
But suddenly, the second round of urgent sirens in the city sounded again.
Urging them to pick up the mission and leave the city as soon as possible.
Ren suggested: "Karl, how about we form a small hunting team, take on any leisurely tasks, and take Grandpa Tulas out with us?"
"good."
When Carl heard it, he hit it off immediately.
None of the three of them were short of money and had to take risks to hunt for wilderness. I thought that I could just find an easy logistical task and get through this recruitment operation.
... .
At the same time, in a high-end post house in the city.
Quentin, the eldest prince of Omar, was standing on the balcony, looking at the crowds of people on the street, with a hint of amusement that the conspiracy had succeeded on his face.
Beside him, Metternich, an aide wearing a black cloak, stood in a shady corner.
"I originally wanted to talk to Master Cavo, but it seems that the old man doesn't intend to compromise. So, we can only proceed as planned..."
"That's fine. This time for collective hunting, the empire can also collect an extra rich mine. It's time for our 'Sunflower Merchant Association' to show up on stage. By the way, we can also help the old stubborns of the five major families to make up their minds. Those heirs of the five major families who are going on the expedition. , There’s no need to come back alive so much, let’s clean it up and arrange for some of our people to take over..."
"Yes, Your Highness."
... ..
And just when Ren and Carl went to the city hall to pick up the task.
Three guys who came all the way from the Sid Empire also happened to enter the City of Glory.
A white-faced young man with a bloodless face, a hooded assassin, and a dark warlock covered in corpse aura.
If Ren were here, he would definitely recognize the familiar man with the dagger on his waist and the hooded man.
Because he is the leader of the "Weasel Phantom Thieves", the third-level assassin [One-eyed Wolf] Quinn!
The dark warlock held some hair and clothes in his hand, cast some kind of positioning spell, and said: "The divination has been confirmed, the target is in the city. Fifteen kilometers southwest, the city hall..."
The white-faced man said: "Quinn, you must find Molin's relics this time. If you fail again, if my grandfather doesn't kill you, I will kill you too!"
Quinn on the side looked respectful: "Yes, Master Qi Ming."
White-faced man: "However, it's a bit strange that someone in Oma is offering a reward on the black market to find that boy."
Quinn: "It should be the bounty placed by Pixis. He was the potion master in my former regiment. In the days after the accident, I thought that guy and the newcomer were strange. Later I found out that he was actually Omar's secret agent. Zi... Now it seems that he is also coveting the whereabouts of the treasure."
White-faced man: "Are you not surprised that the bug killed tens of thousands of people, but a new member of your regiment survived? Moreover, how did he escape from the heavily surrounded Storm Lake encirclement?"
Quinn: "This... my subordinates are also very confused."
The white-faced man thought for a moment and said: "Don't underestimate that kid, he probably has a secret. When the time comes to meet him, just kill him, take away the body, and let Mr. Hei sacrifice and search for the soul. This is the most convenient. After all, 'The Glory' There's a lot of commotion in the city, which is not good."
"Yes, sir."