Making money is difficult, but once you earn money, how to spend it is also a matter of knowledge.
Mo Fan's predecessor had never even seen 20,000 federal coins in cash. Given his understanding of the world in his memory, he really didn't know how to spend 2 million if he was given it.
In the world of his predecessor, the meaning of being rich was to exchange a pack of cigarettes worth ten yuan for a pack of 1 yuan, to exchange a second-hand assembled car for a new one, or at most to move from a container to a single-family cabin, and that was the end of it.
I have lived for more than twenty years and have never even entered the city of West, so I cannot be expected to have any vision.
As for Mo Fan himself, although he has seen the big world, it was in the previous world after all, and he really didn't understand the market conditions of the Blue Star.
Let him spend the money, that is, find a restaurant where he can eat real meat, buy a car with good performance, and then replace the second-hand prosthetic body used for training with a new one.
The way he spends money is essentially the same as his predecessor.
To make effective use of these 2 million, instead of spending money to buy a lesson, you have to ask professionals.
He looked at the time, one forty-five in the morning, still early.
When we arrived on the first floor, all the lights on the first floor of the office were turned off, and only the TV in the entertainment area was glowing.
As expected, An Xin didn't sleep.
A late-night paid program, "Wasteland Survivor" was playing on the TV.
This is An Xin's favorite show besides the Death Race. The content of the show is very simple. Find an abandoned town in the wasteland, and then disperse and throw away the contestants participating in the show.
Players must use the three items they carry with them to successfully survive in the wasteland for a month.
Without the rule "the fewer survivors, the higher the bonus," it would sound a lot like wilderness survival.
On the screen, a bald man with a missing front tooth pulled out a nest of arm-thick white flesh worms from under the floor of an abandoned old house.
He turned off the flashing gas detector on his chest, pointed at the camera and said:
"Great, look what I found, a nest of wild wood-eating worms. They have only trace amounts of radiation on them, making them a great food source."
The bald man picked up a meat insect and put it into his mouth, biting it open. Light green body fluid mixed with the insect's internal organs spurted out from the corner of his mouth.
"The taste is pretty good, synthetic chicken flavor, crunchy and crunchy, and the protein is six times that of beef nutrient solution!"
Facing the scene of cooking in the show, An Xin watched with gusto. She sat cross-legged on the sofa with vegetarian jerky in her mouth and a bottle of beer in her hand.
She clasped her index finger with her thumb and flicked it. With a bang, the bottle cap flew off and hit Mo Fan on the head who had just come downstairs.
An Xin glanced at him and continued to look at the program, but soon she frowned, as if she had discovered something strange, and turned her head back, looking at Mo Fan up and down.
"Have you grown taller?"
Entering the bone forging stage, Mo Fan's frame has grown a lot, and his previous height of 1.85 meters has jumped to 1.9 meters.
Mo Fan sat down next to An Xin, "I'm still in the growth stage, and it's the age when my body grows. There's nothing strange about it."
"Can you grow five to six centimeters in one afternoon during your growth period?"
"I am a sports student. The more I exercise, the faster I will grow. What's more, people's physiques cannot be generalized. I know a person who can use a kitchen knife to shovel a three-meter-long radioactive beast when he is extremely angry."
An Xin's mouth twitched, "Is your friend interested in participating in "Wasteland Survivor"? I'll help him sign up. "
"We'll talk about registration later. I have something urgent and I need your advice, Miss An Xin."
"What's up?"
"How should I spend the 2 million in my account?"
An Xin choked and almost spit out the wine in her mouth, "Show off your wealth?"
"I ask sincerely."
"Don't you need a car? 2 million is enough to buy a low-end floating car. You can contact Ebisu. She has channels in Tianche City and can give you a discount."
"I need some practical advice."
Seeing that Mo Fan didn't seem to be joking, An Xin became serious and asked, "Where are you going to spend your money?"
Mo Fan: "I want to use this money to improve my combat power. It is best to buy a suitable prosthetic body."
"You should be more cautious when transplanting prostheses. If the budget is 2 million, I have two suggestions."
"The first and easiest way is to go to Tianche City and find a prosthetic consulting company to do a comprehensive physical examination, mental health assessment and genetic analysis report, and then let them combine it with the ones on the market based on your budget. The price of the prosthetic body will determine a complete set of transplantation plans for you.”
Mo Fan asked in confusion: "Is it necessary to bother transplanting a prosthetic body?"
An Xin snorted, "What do you think a prosthetic transplant is? Like the video games you play, you just insert it into the character and that's it?"
Mo Fan coughed dryly and looked towards the corner.
An Xin put the wine bottle on the ground and moved her body to face Mo Fan.
"I have always thought that the guy who taught you a skill died suddenly in the middle of the lesson, leading to a lot of common sense not being told to you."
"Listen up, transplanting a prosthetic body is much more serious than you think. Unless you want to be a short-lived ghost picking up garbage like those brainless gang members, otherwise, the plan of transplanting a prosthetic body is more serious than transplanting a prosthetic body. It’s more important in itself!”
Mo Fan grabbed a bag of vegetarian jerky from the coffee table, tore it open, and held it in front of An Xin with both hands.
"Teacher An, please speak."
An Xin nodded, took out a piece of dried meat, took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, and said:
"Prostheses are different from simple prostheses. In order to better control the prosthesis, each prosthesis is equipped with nerve connection lines."
"Just like human transplanted organs will produce rejection reactions, implanted prosthetics will also produce rejection reactions, but this reaction will not be reflected in the body, but in the spirit."
"I don't know the specific principle, but everyone who has received implantable prostheses knows that implanting prostheses will weaken a person's self-perception. The more prostheses implanted, the weaker the sense of being a human being. The easier it is to have a mental breakdown.”
Hearing this, Mo Fan raised his eyebrows.
An Xin's statement coincides with the description of practice in the Dayan Body Training Method.
The prosthetic body is the aura of the blue star plane and the embodiment of Tao.
The body is the barrier that keeps the soul from being assimilated by heaven and earth.
Transplanting a prosthetic body into the body is equivalent to not only weakening the body and the barrier that protects the soul, but also embedding aura into the barrier, making the soul more susceptible to the influence of aura and thus losing itself.
The two contrasting evidences made him immediately believe An Xin's statement.
"The specific cause of mental breakdown caused by prosthetics is still a mystery, and there is no clear conclusion yet. There are currently three mainstream views. The upper limit of transplantation of implantable prostheses is related to the physical health, mental health and genetics of the implanted person. related."
"In addition to these three basic points, different individuals have different tolerances for different prostheses. For example, the same person may have no problem transplanting a prosthetic arm, but will experience severe mental fluctuations when a prosthetic bone is transplanted."
When Mo Fan saw that An Xin had finished chewing the dried meat in her mouth, he immediately took out one and fed it to An Xin's mouth.
An Xin took it in his mouth and continued:
"So, a good prosthetic planning is very important. If you enter some black clinics, they will even encourage customers to amputate their intact limbs and implant expensive robotic arms."
"This type of transplantation, which is expressly prohibited, has a high probability of causing a mental breakdown in the transplant recipient. Even if the transplantee does not have a temporary mental breakdown, the subsequent maintenance costs will be very high, and long-term use of neuroleptic drugs will be required."
"They will even deliberately induce the transplant recipient to have a mental breakdown, and after the transplant recipient dies, they will then recycle the transplant recipient's prosthetic body and organs at a low price to their family members."
Hearing this, Mo Fan couldn't help but applaud.
This set of operations not only sells high-priced prostheses, but also relies on the cost of subsequent maintenance of the prostheses for a long time. Even if it kills customers, it can still make another profit by recycling the prostheses and organs.
One fish and three meals.
Absolutely!
An Xin: "The symptoms of mental breakdown caused by the installation of prosthetics are officially called "breakdown disorder" or "loss of personality." "
"And we generally call them cyberpsychosis."
