Chapter 671: He Still Has to Thank Us
Green Olive Zone, Antanna Street, a shop converted from an old warehouse.
Draped in a long cloak, Genava followed Jiang Baimian and the others in.
This place was filled with various electronic components, making it look like a city ruin had been bombed.
The boss was of Red River ethnicity. He was sitting behind a tattered table and using different tools to repair a walkie-talkie.
Sensing shadows looming over him, he looked up at the door and quickly landed his gaze on Bai Chenâs face.
âWhat components do you want this time?â asked the yellow-bearded boss. âItâs been two years since we last met, right?â
âLonger than that,â Bai Chen replied simply before going straight to the point. âAre there any damaged or unrepairable robots?â
The bossâs eyes lit up. âYou found an expert and want to make a killing by repairing robots?â
Robots that were completely damaged and unrepairable could only be dismantled and sold as electronic components. Those in better condition could be sold for 1,000 to 2,000 Oray. Seriously damaged robots might not even warrant 200 Oray. There was a high chance that they could be sold as scrap metal, which would make them rather cheap.
A repaired combat robot was a priceless product in First Cityâs sphere of influence. It was much more expensive than the Old Task Forceâs purchase of the military exoskeletons.
A companion that was absolutely reliable, had great combat strength, and was immune to many influences was the âdream loverâ of all Ruin Hunters. Anyone who had the means to obtain one wanted one, and the more, the better.
Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, and Long Yuehong didnât interject and handed the stage to Bai Chenâwho was most familiar with the area.
Bai Chen calmly replied, âSort of. A gentleman is buying damaged robots; he wants to develop a new model by dismantling and studying their components. His bid is higher than most people on the market. I wanted to try my luck with you.â
âWhich large faction is he from?â The boss put down the walkie-talkie and tools in his hand.
If the person wasnât from a large faction, he wouldnât be able to mass-produce them for profit even if he produced a new type of combat robot. If one wanted to stock up all kinds of electronic components to install one himself, it might take two to three years.
âI donât care which large faction it is. I only care about the price he offers.â Bai Chenâs expression didnât change.
The boss stood up and muttered, âThis reminds me of a saying from the Old World: arms dealers who donât sell their weapons to hostile factions arenât good arms dealers. Iâve seen several people killed by their customers on Antanna Street. I hope you arenât the next example.â
He picked up a greasy cloth, wiped his greasy hands, and walked to the door that led to the backâthis was the shopâs storeroom.
Jiang Baimian and the others followed closely behind.
Compared to the mess outside, the storeroom was surprisingly neat. Different electronic components and Old World appliances were categorized and placed in different areas.
At a glance, Long Yuehong saw two robot bodies.
One of the bodies was almost in pieces, and there were many missing parts. The other had a hole in its chest. The rest was relatively intact, but the metal skeleton appeared slender. Its entire body was rather âslim.â
âYou guys are pretty lucky.â The boss pointed at the two robot bodies and said, âSome Ruin Hunters recently returned from the Blood Wastelands and sold them to me. One is a robot that specializes in repairing electric grids. It can be modified into an all-rounderâuh, I mean an all-rounder in the field of repairsâŠâ
âCan it fix humans?â Shang Jianyao asked curiously.
The boss thought about it seriously. âProbably. How can a 1.9-meter-tall robot with a wrench and iron body not be able to beat up an ordinary human?â
âAt least five.â Shang Jianyao helped calculate.
âBesides, its main module doesnât restrict its use of submachine guns, assault rifles, or grenade launchers. As long as it can be repaired, it will still be a very popular companion.â As a businessman, the boss first praised it before saying, âIts current problem is that the damage is too serious. There are too many components that need to be replaced or repaired, including the main chip.â
Isnât this just junkâŠ
Jiang Baimian muttered inwardly.
The boss then introduced the other body. âThis is a maid-type robot. Its artificial intelligence is very high, but it doesnât have an attack module. Itâs said that before the Old World was destroyed, they would be covered in a layer of artificial skin when they left the factory, making them look very similar to us humans. The damage to this one is still fine, but the core chip was destroyedâŠâ
The bossâs voice gradually softened as if it hurt his conscience by saying that.
For a robot, the core chip was the most technologically advanced, irreplaceable, and hardest-to-repair item.
After a pause, the boss said confidently, âIn any case, you guys are selling them to others for research. These two models can broaden his horizons and enrich his knowledge bank.â
âThat makes sense.â
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Shang Jianyao applauded.
Bai Chen nodded. âName a price.â
The boss smiled. âThat repair robot will be 1,500 Oray. Itâs very popular, and many electronic components can be used on other robots. That maid robot costs 800 Oray. Seriously, thatâs very cheap. Just dismantling it into electronic components for sale would get you at least 700 Oray. With the Kalendariaâs blessing, it might even reach 1,000.â
Touching her thin âwallet,â Jiang Baimian muttered, âThe level of artificial intelligence is very highâŠâ
She muttered to the cloaked Genava.
Genava slowly nodded.
Although the maid robot didnât have any functions, all it lacked was the core chip. When the time came, they could simply install the backup chip that contained Source Brainâs avatar, repair the surrounding circuitry, and modify the battery compartment. They could then attempt to activate it.
Bai Chenâwho understood her team leaderâs hint and saw Genavaâs actionsâbegan to bargain.
Finally, the Old Task Force bought the maid robot for 720 Oray.
As Jiang Baimian stuffed the notes to Bai Chen, she muttered to herself,
Itâs time to apply for new fundingâŠ
The exploration of Wasteland Ruin 13 could be reported to the higher-ups while indicating that the previous funding had been depleted. The only thing Jiang Baimian needed to consider was how to inform the company about the secret laboratory without involving Genava.
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In the Old Task Forceâs rented apartment in the Red Wolf Zone.
Shang Jianyao solemnly pressed the switch. He then took two steps back and stared at the silver-gray maid robot with Jiang Baimian and the others.
Red light quickly emitted from the maid robotâs eyes. After a flicker, it moved its head from side to side.
âThisâŠâ A gentle female voice sounded from its mouth.
Jiang Baimian wanted to offer her congratulations, but she finally chose to smile.
The maid robot suddenly spoke faster. âWhy arenât there any weapon modules? There arenât many useful modules⊠Thereâs only sweeping, mopping, cooking, dish-washing, and window-wipingâŠâ
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Long Yuehong felt that the Source Brain avatar in front of him was much more humanized than in the laboratory. It actually showed signs of a breakdown.
He guessed that there were two reasons for this.
The first was that the Source Brain avatar had completely escaped the core systemâs control, so the corresponding core module gradually humanized. The second was that this maid robot could accommodate artificial intelligence very well.
Jiang Baimianâwho had already prepared her explanationâtook a deep breath, took a step forward, and smiled. âThis was out of expediency.â
After the maid robotâs red eyes were cast at her, she sincerely explained, âAs you know, itâs very difficult to obtain good combat robots in First City. It might not be available even after a year or two, perhaps even three to four years. Even if we are willing to keep our promises and actively fulfill them, we canât prevent any accidents from happening during this long period. You know very well what our mission is. Wouldnât you be doomed if we die one day in the ruins before we can find you a suitable body?â
âPui! Pui! Pui! A childâs words carry no harm. Let it be blown away by the wind!â The honest Shang Jianyao had a look of disdain.
Jiang Baimian glared at him and smiled again when she saw that the maid robot had âcalmed down.â âTherefore, we quickly found a body that can accommodate your chip. After that, you can upgrade it however you like. You donât have to rely on others anymore. Itâs always best to rely on yourself rather than anything else. Look, we also prepared an additional grenade launcher for you. Genava has already studied it, so you can install it after some modification.â
The maid robotâs eyes flickered red as it stretched out its silver-gray metal palm. âWhat you said does make sense. Thank you for keeping your promise.â
The Old Task Force members secretly heaved a sigh of relief, including Genava.
Jiang Baimian then stretched out her left hand and shook its hand.
The maid robot retracted its metal palm and said in relief, âIâll tell Genava the way to eliminate the extraneous information now. Oh right, please call me Alpha from now on. This will be the starting point for everything.â
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