Chapter 409: Iron Female Samurai 6
This time I got more than 10,000 yuan, but it is still far from the operation fee of 50,000 or 60,000 yuan.
Xining thought about it for a while, got up and went to instant noodles.
I lost my job at a fast-food restaurant, and I didn't have three meals a day. Although the work of a fast food restaurant is hard and tiring, and the money is small, there is enough food every day.
When she opened the wardrobe and went to get instant noodles, Xining changed her mind, ran outside, found a roadside stall, and bought a cake with lettuce in it, an egg, and a ham sausage. This piece of bread cost fifteen yuan, and the price of this is tsk...... For this reason, she asked the vendor to put some more tomato sauce in it, which did not cost money, and this was the first food she had eaten outside after the owner's accident.
Eat so deliciously, even if it's this kind of thing, I can't even eat the wrapping paper.
After eating, it's time to get to work. I usually walk by walking, but today the road is a bit far, so I need transportation.
If you need to take a bus flying in the sky, it will cost 10 yuan to go up, and it will cost about 15 yuan to get there.
Xining directly used credit, rented a five-yuan bicycle without spending a single yuan, and rode it over.
Anyway, the body is driven by a small internal nucleus, and it can walk for a hundred years without stopping, as long as the brain can hold up and not sleep.
Rode all the way to the junkyard, got off the bike, and began to rummage for the needed arms.
Tears run, it's drops, look for it in the garbage dump.
This garbage dump is where Amagi disposes of garbage. The metal garbage of Amagi will be thrown down from here. Because other waste, such as organic, will be processed on it to make fertilizer; Cloth and paper will become recycled cloth and paper. So the metal is thrown down and sent to the bottom for disposal.
Surrounded by several forklift-like robots, the garbage is shoveled into a truck, which is filled and then runs to a nearby factory where it is dismantled and sorted.
Xining searched around the mountains of metal garbage dumps, knowing that sometimes all the things thrown by Amagi were not necessarily scrapped, even if they didn't have the needed arms, and it would be good if they picked up some useful metals and exchanged them for money.
"Doodoo......" After the shrill siren, the robot on the garbage dump hurriedly avoided it. Bang la la~" A large pile of garbage fell from the garbage exit of Amagi above.
Xining also hid aside, watching the garbage fall from a high and smash on the garbage heap. Scrapped household appliances, robots, metal shelves, cabinets, etc., as long as they contain metal, when the garbage is recycled, the huge magnet will suck all these metals out.
Looking up at the sky, the sky city is like an elevated neat net, wide and loose in the sky, even in space, looking down, it is still magnificent.
Protected by a huge transparent protective shield that keeps the temperature all year round, Amagi residents can choose the temperature and environment they feel comfortable living in.
It's really unfair to think that Uncle Scum is still enjoying happiness on top while she is suffering below. But there is no fairness in this world in the first place, and it is because of unfairness that there is a main god!
If you happen to throw garbage, you will be smashed if you don't escape quickly. Looking at Xining, who looked like a metal rain, she didn't feel unlucky at all, but felt lucky. The garbage that was thrown away in the past is put into the factory, and when it comes to throwing garbage, it proves that today's garbage is the most abundant.
I hope the owner can be lucky, with the luck of the protagonist, and pick up a garbage to pick up the legendary machine body that exists like a god.
This is also the reason for coming to the garbage dump, many of the protagonists and the beginning of the story are in the garbage dump.
I searched and searched, but I found nothing but a right hand that could be used by a scrapped robot.
No way, the owner is not the protagonist, how can a face like this be the protagonist? It's impossible to go against the sky, picking up a briquette is a high-energy body that can instantly explode and improve combat power, making the owner like a Super Saiyan.
Xining forcefully removed her arm from the tattered robot at first glance, and walked to the bicycle with her in her arms. Put your arms in the basket in front of your bike and ride away.
Ride straight to the private clinic you frequent.
After setting up the bike to return, Xining walked into the clinic in the corner of the community with her arms crossed.
Walking in and seeing that the clinic has other customers today. The owner, Dr. Connor, the only doctor here, is helping a faΓ§ade repairman adjust his finger dexterity.
As laborers who eat, fingers and arms are the most susceptible to wear and tear.
Isn't this the case with the owner, serving dishes day and night, when there are many customers, the plates are full of food or wine, and the weight can sometimes reach seven or eight catties.
Dr. Connor was a middle-aged man in his forties, scruffy, balding, with messy hair, a red rosacea nose, and a daily drunken man. At this time, he was undergoing adjustment surgery, and from time to time he picked up a bottle of cheap wine from the side and took a sip.
said that he was a doctor, but in fact, his doctor's license was revoked more than ten years ago.
As for why everyone is still looking for him, the reason is very simple, cheap!
In the hospital, it costs a thousand yuan, and he only needs five hundred yuan. If there is no equipment that needs to be replaced, even a hundred yuan can be done. And he was willing to pay on credit, and sometimes he was so drunk that he forgot who owed him medical bills.
This is also the reason why this repairman is here, the salary is not enough to cover the expensive medical bills of the hospital. If you don't work, you can keep your arm from being damaged too quickly, but if you don't work, you won't have money. If you don't have money, you can't pay rent or even buy food, so you have to go to the streets to become beggars. One day, I can't pick it up, or I hang up when I encounter some accident.
Several computers are linked to the data cables of the repairman's metal arm, showing the current degree of integration between the arm and the brain in three dimensions.
Dr. Connor tapped his finger on the arm that appeared in mid-air, zoomed in on one of the parts, and clicked his finger a few times: "Move again!" β
The repairman's stout metal fingers turned, and he saw that several metal parts inside the arm also moved, but there was a "squeak" mechanical friction sound when it moved.
"Well, this part!" Dr. Connor picked up an oil pot and pinched the rubber airbag of the oil pot at the area where the sound was made, and the mouth of the oil pot sprayed blue lube evenly: "Try again." β
After moving his fingers, he didn't make a sound.
"That's it!" Dr. Connor unplugged the data cable connecting the arm to the computer, and then closed the shell cover: "50 yuan for a different gear, 50 yuan for supplementing biochemical engine oil, and the operation fee is 100 yuan." β
It's really cheap, if you go to the hospital, a gear costs one hundred and fifty yuan, and the entire treatment cost is not four or five hundred, don't think about it.
The maintenance worker looked embarrassed: "I only have 80 yuan here, or 80 yuan." He also took out his mobile phone to prove that he really only had this money in his account.
Dr. Connor picked up the bottle and took a sip, his body shaking slightly: "That's not good, you still owe me fifty yuan for parts last time." β
"Then give 85 yuan first, this amount of money in my account, and then make up for it when my salary is paid?" The maintenance worker was also cheeky: "I also just paid my daughter's tuition, and I really have no money." β
The maintenance worker is mechanical with one arm, otherwise it is very expensive to extract genes from skin cells and get a child out.
That's all there is to it! The maintenance worker transferred the money and left, and Xining walked over with his arms crossed.