Chapter 66: Chapter 67. Generators and Exoskeletons

Outside the south gate.

Twenty or so yaks were driven by nine well-armed gunmen and stopped fifty meters away from the south gate. On the premise that there is no basis for trust, this is a relatively safe distance for both parties.

There were quite a few players active nearby, some were tree fellers, some were transporting stones. Seeing this group of people, they all stopped their work and watched from a distance, whispering in low voices.

"Look at that man's arm, is it a prosthesis?"

"What prosthesis, that thing is a mechanical prosthesis!"

"What, what's the difference?"

"The difference is...it's more like cyberpunk. And you look at the eyes of the second person on the left, the whole thing is a mechanical structure! I bet it's not just mechanical prosthetics, they must have installed implants or bionics organ!"

"Have you seen their guns? The scorpion-shaped barrel is too handsome!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Don't think too much, the official game is showing it to you now, and when you can afford it, you'll have to be at least level 10."

And the people in the caravan were the same, looking at the blue coats with weird faces.

They have been to many places with their boss, and they have even been to the bustling Far East coast. The shelters they have seen along the way have to be counted with two hands, but they have never seen such a weird one.

"What are they doing?"

"It's probably building a house."

"Don't they live underground?"

"...Maybe that's not enough?"

"Perhaps the coat was picked up."

Liszt didn't care what the people in front of him thought, his face was full of impatience.

This is how these unseen country people are, curious about everything, wanting to see everything, regardless of whether it is polite to stare at others. But the blue coats on them are a bit interesting. I have never heard of a shelter near Wetland Park.

However, judging from the way they worked hard to build their houses, they seem to be small community refuge facilities with a low level of protection, usually with a capacity of 1 to 100 people. Such shelters usually do not have a fully circular ecosystem, and at most are equipped with a few hibernation pods.

Presumably, either the food ran out, or the electricity in the shelter ran out, so they had to come out to make a living.

Maybe add a new location to your trade map. Liszt thought in his heart.

At this time, Yugin had trotted to the south gate, looked at Lucius who came out and said.

"Brother Lucius, I brought Mr. Li's caravan here... Be careful."

The pickers on Beit Street did not know Lister's full name. For them, this kind of big shot is at the same level as the mayor, and they won't talk nonsense to them at all. In other words, Big Brother Lucius is more approachable. Not only did he become neighbors with people like them for a while, but he didn't turn his face against them after he left.

"I'll be careful." Lucius nodded, expressing his understanding, and then walked forward with several players.

Seeing that the plot was triggered, the surrounding players quieted down one after another, and those who were not quiet were pulled by other players nearby.

"I always thought you were a scavenger on Beit Street. It seems that I was mistaken." Liszt smiled lightly and said in a cheerful tone, "It seems that I have made another correct investment."

"I'm glad you think so," Lucius signaled the player next to him to put the sack on the ground, without any nonsense, and said straight to the point, "These are the goods you want, you can weigh them."

Liszt made a gesture with the men next to him.

The man with electronic eyes and mechanical prosthetic body understood, stepped forward, stretched out his right hand made of alloy to lift the sack, then looked back at his boss, and nodded.

A happy smile appeared on Liszt's face.

"Very well, you have fulfilled your promise. It seems that I did not make this trip in vain."

As he spoke, he motioned to several other subordinates to unload the goods ordered by Lucius from the back of the ox, and moved them to the side of the sack containing the blue umbrella mushrooms.

Among them, the 10KW firewood generator was disassembled into parts and contained in two boxes. In another box that is half the height of a person, there is a KV-1 powered exoskeleton.

"There is an instruction manual in the box. We purchase directly from the manufacturer and do not provide assembly services. We only guarantee that every part mentioned in the instruction manual is packed in the box... In fact, there are not many. You can count them on the spot. That exoskeleton is already Once it’s installed, you can open it and try it.”

Even if he didn't say it, Lucius would do it. After all, there is no such thing as after-sales service in the wasteland.

First, he took the manual and counted the parts of the generator twice, then Lucius took out the exoskeleton from the box and put it on his body.

The weight of this thing is very light, the total weight is estimated to be less than 30 catties, and it really looks like a skeleton. It can be said that all the places that should be exposed are exposed, and the places that should not be exposed are also exposed. The only place that looks stronger may be the humerus on the arm and a few alloy ribs on the chest.

"You'd better not expect it to help you block bullets. The main structure of the KV-1 powered exoskeleton is made of aluminum alloy and a small amount of special plastic steel. It is characterized by its excellent lightweight and power design. Twelve motor groups can respond and provide the user with an additional load of 200 kg."

"In addition, there are up to 12 hours of battery life, and an adaptive gait system...Of course, these are the most basic, you can refer to the manual for details."

"If you must use it to fight, remember to install more steel plates on it. I have seen mercenaries do this at the cost of sacrificing part of their mobility."

Lucius carefully read the instructions.

To sum up, this thing is good at moving bricks, endurance A, explosive power C, mobility is OK, as for the basic protection, there is almost no, but the skeleton design provides users with room for imagination, if necessary, you can weld steel plates on it or weapons. It is equivalent to the engine of a tank and the chassis of a tractor.

Maybe the former produced too much and couldn't sell it, so they simply changed it and sold it to mercenaries or coolies at a lower price.

Lucius estimated that the cost of this thing would not be too high, probably the kind that Sumeria could afford if he worked hard to save some money before he was planted here.

Lucius couldn't help but wonder, is this thing really worth 800 chips? You must know that the purchasing power of the chips issued by Boulder City is relatively strong.

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"Have you finished trying it? I have to remind you that the battery life is only 12 hours, you don't need to turn it on all the time. Turn off the power when you don't need it, just exercise." Liszt saw Lucius try it out. When it was over, I couldn't help urging.

He stayed here for a second longer, it was all time cost. Now that the deal was done, he was almost gone.

"It's over...I'm quite satisfied." Lucius nodded, turned off the power, and took off the exoskeleton.

This thing can be sold to players in the future. I believe that with their creativity, this thing can be played out.

If there is a chance, he will organize a caravan and go to Boulder City to buy a batch of goods. It is best to exchange the remaining blue umbrella mushrooms, which should be able to exchange for more than what he bought from Liszt.

Liszt didn't know what Lucius was thinking at the moment. In his opinion, 20 kilograms of blue umbrella mushrooms was the entire output of this survivor's stronghold in the past half a month, and it was very likely that it took a few lives to replace it. With so many good things exchanged for a firewood generator and an exoskeleton, this trip was not in vain for him.

"Happy cooperation! By the way, is there anything else you need? I still have some good things left here. Salt, weapons, and some daily necessities, take a look, there are always things you need. Even if you don't need them, Your friends should also need it."

When saying this, Liszt raised the volume intentionally or unintentionally. However, to his surprise, the people around him did not respond to his words, they were still looking at this side with expressions of spectators.

"Then what did the NPC say?"

"I don't know, don't care what he said, anyway, watch it as a movie without subtitles."

"Hey, our manager has assembled a set of exoskeletons!"

"Move the bricks well and try to replace him with a full set of power armor. Isn't that much more handsome than an exoskeleton?"

"One thing to say, the details of this game are really awesome. The player's behavior will promote the progress of the game, the advancement of the game progress will promote the prosperity of the stronghold, and the equipment of the NPC will also change accordingly. It's a link!"

"I beg the operation team to test it quickly! I'm going to directly V10!"

Liszt's face was full of bewilderment.

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What are these people talking about. Surely there isn't even a single person who is interested in what he sells?

Lucius suppressed his laughter and coughed lightly, ending his embarrassment.

"We can have a good talk about the transaction."

"But I don't have much leverage here, I'm afraid I can only barter with you."

"It doesn't matter," Liszt restrained his dazed expression, recovered and continued, "Barter, that's exactly what I expected."

In addition to the generators and exoskeletons ordered before, Liszt's caravan brought a lot of good things. For example, some 9mm or 7mm bolt-action rifles.

Lucius finally found out that most of the things this guy sells are leftovers and parts eliminated from the Boulder City military factory, bought at a low price and dragged to a small workshop for processing.

For example, the barrel of the 9mm iron barrel rifle is obviously the same model as the 9mm pistol Sumeria used before, and even the rifling threads match. And the receiver is even more interesting.

The receiver of the 9mm iron pipe rifle is similar in height to the 9mm pistol, and they are almost the same gas-guided structure. The former only has one less piston than the latter. Equivalent to a semi-automatic burst, the barrel is lengthened, and the lock is unlocked at 90 degrees.

To describe it in game terms, the jamming rate is reduced, the accuracy of the medium distance is improved, and the power of the medium and short distance is slightly improved. The barrel and receiver of the 7mm iron barrel rifle are similar to the 7mm assault rifle repaired by Sumeria before, almost the same idea, automatic to bolt action, burst to single shot.

Anyway, the rate of fire is not very meaningful to the survivors in the countryside. It is cheap, easy to use and powerful, which is the choice of most wastelanders.

After some selection, Lucius bought two bolt-action iron-pipe rifles of two calibers each. Although Liszt insisted on the unit price of 200 chips at the beginning, but when Lucius revealed the "secret" of these two rifles, he said that a well-made assault rifle can be sold in the store for only 150 chips. When he bought it, Liszt finally let go. By the way, this price was pried out of Sumeria's mouth.

"You don't know...we transported these things from Boulder City, what happened along the way! There are countless alien species and robbers hidden in the ruins, and I, who sent it to you, only need 150 chips. Is this too much? Not at all!"

"We like to do business with honest people. The assault rifle on the shelf is labeled 150 chips. Its receiver and barrel are worth 50 chips at most. What about your cost? It's only 30 or even 20 at most. After all, I don't expect You can make these things with the best parts, which are probably leftovers from the production line."

"This is slander!" Liszt blushed and looked angry, obviously being hit.

Lucius smiled and said.

"I prefer to call it a rational analysis. By the way, migrating reindeer are different from hyenas. They don't belong here, and they don't go deep into the urban area. Instead, they move southeast along the edge of Spring City. Let me guess ...Wild animal skins should sell well in your place, right? Why don't you buy some buckskins and bring them back, and you should be able to make a fortune."

"If it's just for a few pieces of junk, there's absolutely no point running north. After all, in a city full of ruins, it is obvious that more good things can be found."

Liszt said with a stiff expression.

"I know, you don't need to teach me."

"How about 8 buckskins for 4 rifles with 120 rounds of ammunition? I remember you and me last time, a gun with 30 rounds of ammunition."

"Hehe, the price last time was still 200 chips. Anyway, don't even think about it, at least 12 chips!"

"Twelve sheets? Are you talking about hyena skin? If it's deerskin, you'll have to add another 2 kilograms of kosher salt."

"Who the hell wants hyena skins! You are crazy, vampires are not as greedy as you!" Liszt cursed, but that was all.

The noble ladies and rich ladies living in the inner city are always eager for the beautiful furs and the adventure stories behind them. And those great people are also very happy to use these hard-to-get rarities to show their luxury and magnificence. These buckskins are shipped back, and they are sure to be in demand.

Thinking of this, he finally nodded his proud head.

"I have to look at the goods first."

Lucius smiled and nodded.

"Can."

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