Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 123 122. Are you ready for a life of making money all day long?
Abian Company transformed the temporary parking area into an underground parking lot.

Facilities for various functional expansions are also being gradually improved, and it is about to be developed into a rest stop, proving how hard they are working here.

As for the counters related to transactions, mercenary communication, and contracts, they were expanding again and again - Seifer took a few glances and saw that the mercenaries there were piled up in layers, and it was impossible to get close without being prepared to queue for eight hours.

He was going to the counter of the independent mercenary "Dust". They had accepted the invitation of Abian Company and were ready to stay here for a long time.

When I went over with my newly acquired weapon, the green-haired girl, whose contact list had only displayed "Contact me for recycling", was happily examining a very classic weapon.

Seeing Cypher coming over, she asked what was the matter as usual, and saw an exquisite marksman rifle placed in front of him.

"I just got it from down there. Please help me calibrate it and see if it has any hidden problems."

"Ohhh~ That looks good. Wait a minute, let me take a look... Uh-huh, bro, give that to me."

The craftsman on the other side was hard at work kicking a machine, trying to get it to work. Hearing this, he asked, "What is that?!"

"That's it, my bag!"

Catching the tool kit that flew over, the girl took out the complicated tools and disassembled the entire gun into parts at lightning speed.

During this time, he didn't ask if Cypher had money or anything else. "It looks like a new gun, with no signs of combat... No customization. What do you plan to do with it?"

Cypher thought for a moment and said, "Hmm...I think I can fire smoothly at close to medium range."

The girl looked at Seifer suspiciously, thinking he was just trying to tease her. She scratched her head and said, "That won't do. This weapon isn't suitable for that. And you down there might need to fight at very long distances..."

So Seifer didn't hesitate: "Then adjust it according to your ideas. I will use it immediately."

"Oh~Okay, I'll give you the price later. Let me think about it, um..."

She happily made adjustments, dismantling modules that theoretically could not be disassembled by mercenaries, exposing the various complex circuit boards and modules inside.

Then some incomprehensible flying and jumping lines were performed, which seemed to bypass some of the energy protocols inside the gun.

Finally, he assembled it and asked Seifer with a smile for more than a thousand yuan for the modification fee, telling him that the gun now had an additional burst mode.

At the expense of the energy cell's upper limit, the warhead has almost twice the penetration effectiveness.

As for the other fire suppression weapon, Cypher didn't let her modify it - just keep it as it is, because it would be replaced later anyway.

"Oh, by the way, if you're assigned a task related to the assembly workshop in the node city down there, could you keep an eye out for me?"

It sounded like a mission. Considering this person's indispensable contribution to upgrading his weapons and equipment, Seifer was all ears.

"There's something broken on our car. The worst part is, we can't make it with the forging system we have on board. The good news is, it was originally dismantled from the workshop in Node City."

"I'd like you to go to the assembly workshop and remove a control core for me. Don't worry about incompatibility; the broken one originally came from the Desert Transformation Facility."

Cypher nodded slightly. "Okay. If I see it, I'll keep it in your sight. What does the control core look like?"

The girl pointed behind her, at a rectangular box connected to a large number of pipes that were still smoking. Its outer shell was painted with a strange and fancy paint job that looked very postmodern.

"It's easy to see. It's placed under the main console in the assembly workshop. It's usually fixed inside the console with screws. You can see it by removing the outer shell."

Seifer suddenly thought of the overwhelming number of self-disciplined maintenance units: "Will I be beaten up then?"

"Yes, I think."

The two looked at each other in silence, and then the green-haired girl scratched her head: "Well... let me think about it, if you bring this thing back, in addition to paying you, I can also help you calibrate the weapon?" "Does the machine body count as a weapon?"

"Hmm--well... okay. It's a bit strenuous, but I'll do it anyway. So, is it worth it?"

Speaking of the body, Cypher thought of the body that was still missing an engine. Although Laika said it would be best to find a new engine to use, that was the suggestion of the communicator.

It might be better to find a weapons craftsman on site to take a look for you. Maybe by installing a barely usable engine, you can enjoy the new equipment in advance?
"Then it's a deal."

The girl happily handed all the adjusted weapons to Cypher: "Then I'll wait for your good news - next!"

The mercenaries queuing behind him immediately squeezed over, forcing Seifer to give up for the time being and focus on himself first… completing tasks in the node city around the clock!
——No one can handle that except him.

This is indeed the case in terms of performance.

Tien was excited at first, thinking she would have a great time running out with the 'boss' and firing without restraint, but after forming a team with the opportunistic mercenaries and starting to get active, she realized something was wrong.

Why, after finally running through that intricate, maze-like underground area, did Seifer say dismissal and then ran to the counter to receive the task?

Why did he say with such joy (in his tone) that there was a mission to rush through the node city, and that all he had to do was close the partition door, and then he grabbed everyone and started the action?

He's already completed three rounds of missions and doesn't look tired at all - damn, robots are just too much!
Three rounds of tasks were completed in just a few hours, and teammates were replaced three times. Even when exiting the elevator, Tien was almost supported by Seifer's arm, and walked out of the elevator with the envy of his teammates.

Then he sat down on a nearby bench and said he was unwilling to go to work no matter what.

"Why are you like an animal with infinite endurance? I can't keep up anymore... Oh, this really makes me worried. What should I do if this continues..."

"What do you mean?"

A little curious, Seifer handed her the refreshing drink he bought from a nearby supply point.

Without hesitation, Tien opened the pull ring and took a sip. "Don't underestimate my intelligence network. You may be a robot, but you only consider yourself a young man."

That's the truth, the skins are all fake.

"Then when you install these accessories on yourself, ah, the girls who like you will probably be completely confused, am I right?"

Cypher crossed his arms, thought for a moment, and then answered after careful consideration: "That kind of device is incomprehensible to a robot like me. Besides, one-sided happiness is just a form of torture."

"Ha, you talk nicely, but you're not being honest—maybe you could install some plug-in to enhance your so-called 'feelings'."

Tien slumped down in the chair. "My old bones are weak. I can't stand the torment of an energetic young man like you. You should find someone else to vent your anger on."

"Your words are very ambiguous and could easily be targeted by certain people."

"Oh, just leave me here. At worst, I'll just commit suicide and wait for you to fish me out. Get out of here now. I'm dying of exhaustion..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her head tilted and she fell into coma on the spot.

To be honest, Tien's physical fitness is already outstanding, as he can run three missions in a row with me.

In order to prevent her from being picked up by strange people in such a place, Sefer had to carry her on his back and send her to the medical station. He paid for a bed and left her there before he could continue his mission with peace of mind.

It was already daytime and the sun was at its brightest. Most mercenaries who worked at night would choose to find a place to rest, but there were also some people whose timings just happened to be different.

Therefore, there is absolutely no shortage of cannon fodder.

　So (20/22), great!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)