"Last name?"
"Yang."
"name?"
"Jay."
"What?"
"Jay!"
"knew."
Behind the window, the visa officer waved impatiently and quickly filled in Yang Jie's name in a small green book. Before Yang Jie could see it clearly, he took it under the stamping machine.
After the steel seal was pressed, the visa officer took out the small green book, stamped it twice, and then threw it to Yang Jie.
"Get your ID. If you lose it, you can get 20 silver coins."
After saying that, he waved to Yang Jie to leave.
"Next person!"
Once you have proof of identity, you can enter the city directly from the processing office without queuing - this is also a bonus service for the 50 silver coins.
The scene inside the city is obviously completely different from that outside the city. Although in Yang Jie's view, this so-called "largest port in the southwest" is far inferior to the big city in his impression, it still has some flavor of life, at least far better than the city. The "ghettos" outside the city are better. Most of the pedestrians on the road are not luxuriously dressed, but at least they are neat.
Yang Jie stood at the door waiting for the rest of the team, casually flipping through the ID card that was almost equal to his two months' salary.
Name: Jayce Young
Age: 24
Occupation: Wasteland Walker (RED DOG RD005)
…
Just now, Yang Jie felt that the visa officer didn't understand his name, but when he saw it, he found a similar name and scrawled it on.
Jess Young?
It's a pity that I am not a member of the Talis Council, and I don't have a sledgehammer that can be used to shoot.
With a chuckle, Yang Jie put the little green book in his pocket.
The Akainu team's Ford SUV had already entered the city. Ivan waved to Yang Jie and motioned for him to get in the car.
Although the mission was not completed, they had been away for a week after all, and with the addition of Yang Jie, a new member, the Akainu team decided to find a place to celebrate after unloading their things back home.
but……
Yang Jie was stunned when he looked at the leg of an unknown arthropod, which was more than one meter long and as thick as a baby's forearm, placed in front of him.
"What the hell is this?"
"Grilled crab legs, iron crab legs."
Yang Jie laughed in disbelief, picked up the heavy crab leg, and banged it twice on the table.
"This? Crab?"
"if not?"
Rock asked naturally.
"What about this?"
Yang Jie pointed to the plate of sticky white unknown liquid in front of Roque and asked.
"Soup made from desert worm paste."
Yang Jie moved his throat and looked at the thing that was placed in the center of the table and was similar in size to a roasted suckling pig.
"This...can't be a roasted mouse, right?"
"Hmm, it's the radioactive rat that scared you the other day."
have to.
Yang Jie looked at these "delicious delicacies" and hesitated to taste them while holding a knife and fork. Then he looked at the other people enjoying the food, then he stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of wheat that looked normal. cake.
He really couldn't bear to talk about those things that looked full of wasteland style.
With the ale that tasted a little sour, Yang Jie chewed the pancake one mouthful after another. It felt worse than canned biscuits and compressed biscuits.
After finishing the meal without any taste, Rock patted his belly, burped in an inconspicuous manner, and then winked at a few men.
"We're going out for a walk later. Looking for a place to eat?"
"I'm going back."
Elena was the first and the only one to refuse the offer.
When he first came to Old Port, Yang Jie also wanted to get to know the city as soon as possible - after all, he would live here all the time in the future, so there was no harm in knowing more about it.
So several men abandoned Elena and formed a group to walk towards the city center.
As he walked, Yang Jie found that his understanding of "hanging around" seemed different from that of others.
After walking a few steps, Ivan was the first to leave the group and walked into a casino on the street with his wallet.
Next came Rock. When he encountered a pink hut, Rock invited Yang Jie. After Yang Jie refused, he smacked his lips regretfully and got into the hut.
"Is this what you call 'hanging out'?"
Yang Jie stood at the door of a bar called "Bullet Bar" and looked at Ryan dumbfounded.
Good guys, drunkards, prostitutes, gamblers, everyone in this Akainu team is a talent.
Although Yang Jie would not say anything about this, the education he received since childhood still made him stay away from these things from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that Yang Jie declined his invitation, Ryan didn't say much. He just took out some money from his bag, patted Yang Jie on the shoulder, opened the door and entered the bar.
As night falls, the old street lamps emit dim light, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increases, and the city center of Old Port becomes more and more lively.
After a casual stroll, Yang Jie used the money Ryan gave him to buy an engine cylinder and started walking back.
After all, welding the engine was an emergency measure, although the vehicle's engine performed well and there were no faults along the way.
However, Yang Jie cannot guarantee how long this method will last, so it is better to replace it just to be on the safe side.
Fortunately, after the system upgrade, the knowledge crammed into Yang Jie's mind was enough for Yang Jie to complete the job of replacing the cylinder independently.
The place where Team Akainu lived was an independent two-story building located south of the city center. When Yang Jie came back, the lights were already on in the house.
Through the window, Yang Jie saw Elena sitting in the living room, tilting her head and fiddling with something.
It wasn't until he entered the door that he saw clearly what the girl was doing.
At this time, the girl's left arm was empty. Elena tilted her head, holding a screwdriver with her remaining right hand, and clumsily dismantled the mechanical arm placed on the coffee table.
"What are you doing?"
"There's something wrong with my robotic arm and it's not running smoothly."
Elena struggled to twist the screws. Because she had no left arm, she had no way to fix the robotic arm. The swinging robotic arm made Elena's disassembly work extremely difficult.
Yang Jie shook his head.
"I'll do it."
Elena hesitated for a moment and handed the screwdriver to Yang Jie.
"Thanks."
"Thank you for what."
Yang Jie couldn't help but chuckle.
"Isn't that what I do?"
As he spoke, he took the screwdriver and picked up the mechanical arm to observe it carefully.
【Modified Prosthetic Body】
[A prosthetic body modified from a military robotic arm is controlled by converting neural signals into electrical signals through a neural interface. 】
[Current condition of the equipment; general (serious gear wear) (foreign matter entering the hydraulic rod)]
[Repair value: higher]
"Your robotic arm should be wrapped in something."
Yang Jie raised the robotic arm, looked at the small grains of sand adhering to the gears, and said to Elena:
“Long-term exposure to wind and sand will cause these foreign objects to be brought into the workpiece, seriously increasing mechanical wear.
look. "
As Yang Jie spoke, he stretched out the robotic arm in front of Elena, pointed at the gear on it and said:
“The grit is brought into the gears, and when the gears mesh, they squeeze the grit and cause scratches.
If there is a problem with the transmission device, the mechanism will naturally not run smoothly. "
