Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Although "Song of Nourishing Qi" has an over-marketing suffix, the swordsmen that Fang Bailu is familiar with all praise this internal energy circulation algorithm.

Erni looked around, as if to make sure no one was watching. She covered her mouth with her small hands and whispered:

"But do you have a Dantian furnace? If not, then the Qi circulation algorithm will be useless. Otherwise, I'll get you one, and it'll be very good!"

Fang Bailu turned his head and looked at Erni:

"It's just a good review. Does this little girl have to work so hard? She even does something illegal?"

"No, I'm ready."

Dantian furnace is a controlled item in Singapore and Malaysia. Unless you are a Qigong practitioner, you must register your real name and have your information reviewed by the Singapore Malaysian government or local spiritual practice organizations when purchasing it.

But Dantian furnace is a necessity for swordsmen and other people engaged in violent activities, and many Dantian furnaces are secretly circulated in the underground network of Kuala Lumpur.

Many of them are even high-end goods smuggled from the core area of ​​Pan Asia.

I heard that the Dantian furnaces sold through regular channels are all equipped with hardware backdoors. Fang Bailu doesn't want his Dantian to explode directly when facing the Microcomputer Taoism Research Society.

So he planned to use his own means to get the Dantian Furnace.

"It's much more convenient to have this little girl to help. Otherwise, I have to go to every specialty store to buy it."

Fang Bailu had not undergone any lower limb modification, nor had she bought any means of transportation, and only went out for a walk occasionally. So it was great to have Erni help her run errands.

"Then...can you give me a good review?"

Erni held her hands in front of her, like a primary school student whose teacher had caught her doing something wrong:

"My approval rating is still 100%, and this is the first time I've made a mistake..."

Fang Bailu glanced at the goods that Erni had bought for him and reached into his pocket:

"Good review? That's easy! How much was the previous item? Give me the payment code and I'll transfer the money to you."

"Lingbao Bifa costs 70 yuan, Tiexianquan costs 30 yuan for a year, and it may be cheaper if you get a discount coupon, and Yangqi Song costs 50 yuan... It's really expensive!"

In fact, Fang Bailu knew the prices of these things very clearly.

The genuine version of this kind of software is very expensive. If Erni hadn't paid for it, he would probably have just gone to the night market and bought some cracked and castrated version to use.

If some gray income is not taken into account, the annual net profit of Fang's Hardware Store is only about 1000 yuan. This time it almost lost 150 yuan.

But don’t underestimate these 1000 yuan. It has the same purchasing power as yuan before Fang Bailu hibernated.

The exchange rate between the new Malaysian official currency, the ringgit, and the RMB is around 100:1, with 100 ringgits being equivalent to 1 RMB.

"How can this be possible!" Erni grabbed Fang Bailu with both hands, "You bastard, I already said that this is compensation for you, just a small token of my appreciation..."

This time, Fang Bailu used a coupon to buy the Ace Express package, and ended up spending only 50 yuan.

Compared with the things Erni bought, it was a huge profit. For a moment, Fang Bailu felt that the swelling and pain on the back of his head disappeared.

Fang Bailu sighed heavily, with a look of regret and admiration, and took his hand back without saying a word.

"Thank you then!"

"If you really want to charge me, I don't have any money..."

Now Fang’s Hardware Store is still in a semi-deficit state.

But you still have to pretend, so that people don’t think you are taking advantage of little girls.

Not to mention that I might have to deal with her frequently in future business.

“Er Ni… your name is Er Ni, right? I remember it wasn’t you who ran the Kuala Lumpur route before?”

The previous store owner had also purchased the services of an ace courier, but not Erni in front of him.

Erni stood up straight, and her twin ponytails were thrown back. "The previous senior was transferred to Bangkok to develop the market. From now on, I will be in charge of the ace express package service in this area."

Her two hands shot out like a hare and firmly grasped Fang Bailu's right hand:

"Please continue to support Bida Express in the future!"

Hiss! Fang Bailu groaned: This little girl's grip is too strong.

Fang Bailu couldn't pull his hand away, so he could only continue to speak nonsense and be polite.

He was in a hurry to go upstairs to continue fiddling with the prosthesis:

"Of course, Erni, you've become an ace courier at such a young age. You're really young and promising..."

But before he finished speaking, Fang Bailu felt something was wrong——

A vein bulged at the corner of Erni's eyebrow under her bright blue bangs, and her eyes widened on her young face.

She exhaled a breath of white air, her teeth chattering in anger:

"I'm already twenty-five years old! I'm like this because..."

Click! Fang Bailu only heard a loud popping sound at his wrist, and then he could no longer feel his palm and fingers.

"You're so evil..." Erni quickly let go of her hand, and Fang Bailu's palm just slipped down: his wrist was dislocated by Erni's rage.

Fang Bailu's forehead was covered with cold sweat from the pain, and he slumped back into the recliner:

"I don't need to pay for mental damage this time. Just look at the medical expenses... Oh my god!"

Click! Erni grabbed Fang Bailu's wrist and took it back.

She turned around, grabbed Fang Bailu's hand, and used a back-scratching gesture to draw Fang Bailu's palm across the five stars on her back.

With the sound of swishing, the stars on Erni Express's vest lit up one by one as Fang Bailu's palm passed over them:

“Thank you for your five-star praise!”

After all five stars lit up, the vest made a sharp and flattering sound.

"This...? Forced praise?"

"Mr. Fang, I'll apologize to you next time I send a courier over!"

Erni rushed out of Fang's Hardware Store without looking back, leaving Fang Bailu speechless and slumped in the recliner.

“Mother Gan Lin, get out of the way! Don’t, don’t block the road, wuwuwu…”

The roar of the engine rumbled, accompanied by Erni's stuttering and crying voice, and gradually faded away.

Chapter 17 Theseus's White Deer (I)

The wooden ship from Theseus was made into a monument by the Athenians. As time passed, the wood on the ship began to rot. The Athenians replaced the rotten wood one by one until every plank on the ship was replaced with a brand new one. Now, is this ship still the original ship of Theseus? - Plutarch, ancient Greek philosopher

……

The progress bar on the workbench has finished, and "Lingbao Bifa" has been completely injected into the prosthesis and activated.

The alchemy method is the glue between the soul and the flesh - the degree of understanding of the alchemy method is directly related to the control of the prosthesis. In the new alchemy, it is "cultivating both the body and the soul".

The alchemy method of "Lingbao Bifa" has nine levels of resolution. The first level is called "Matching Yin and Yang", which supports the access and control of two large prosthetic components.

The home version in Fang Bailu's hand can only be analyzed to the third level. To unlock higher levels, one must join the Microcomputer Taoism Research Society.

But the first floor alone was enough to meet his current needs.

He was updating the Iron Wire Fist while installing it. As for the Song of Nourishing Qi, he was not in a hurry to install it because he hadn't gotten the Dantian furnace yet.

"Next, we just need to prepare for the mind copying."

After the mind copying is completed, the prosthetic version of Fang Bailu will carry out daily activities.

When the right opportunity arises, Fang Bailu will accidentally "expose" the "secret" that he is actually a cyborg - in this way, the Microcomputer Taoism Research Association will not regard him as a suspect in a short period of time.

After all, all the cases of the living dead that were discovered were natural persons, and not even one had undergone any transformation surgery.

"Ding--"

Fang Bailu's implanted phone rang with a sound like the sound of a bowl, and four faint small words appeared in the corner of her retina:

Outer Taoist priest.

Before leaving the oil tower, Fang Bailu and Anbennola exchanged communication codes. But for the sake of safety, Fang Bailu still set the note of "outsider Taoist priest".

He licked his tooth socket gently and answered the phone: Since the oral wall implant was used up yesterday, he set the switch of the implanted phone here - hidden and convenient.

"Boss Fang, I'm coming to your place/Fang's Hardware Store now."

Anbenola's voice returned to its rough and hoarse state, and it seemed that the mask had been repaired.

Beep! Before Fang Bailu could reply, she hung up.

In the past, Anbenola would visit Fang's Hardware Store directly without any prior notice.

This was the code they had agreed on in the alchemy room last night, in case their communications were monitored. What this sentence actually meant was:

Get out of Fang’s Hardware Store right now!

"Damn it, this is not good..."

Fang Bailu slammed the workbench hard.

He looked at the clock: it was eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time yesterday, Anbenola was in the store, strangling him.

Fang Bailu hadn't closed his eyes during these busy 24 hours.

Fang Bailu grabbed the human skin spread on the bed and stuffed it into the abdominal cavity of the prosthesis: This is semi-original skin, with pores, hair follicles and hair, and it is not cheap.

After thinking about it, he decided to stuff the Niwan back into the Niwan Palace of the prosthesis - it was more unsafe on his own body.

Fang Bailu checked the backup power supply of the prosthesis: it could last for another two hours.

Without the Dantian furnace installed, the life of the prosthesis depends entirely on the backup battery.

"Follow me and turn on power saving mode."

The prosthesis nodded slightly, responding to Fang Bailu's command: Although the copy of the mind has not been injected into its mud pill, it still has basic intelligence.

Fang Bailu opened the backpack labeled "Emergency Armament for Qigong Practitioners" and checked the remaining supplies:

There are only two plastic foam bullets left in the subsonic sandbag gun, and there is not much energy left in the medium balance disturbance device.

There are still some miscellaneous tools left, and I don’t know if they can be used.

"Or... hide directly in the white coffin?"

The thought flashed through his mind and was immediately discarded.

Although the white coffin is almost impossible to open by force, Fang Bailu doesn't know how to adjust the opening time of the white coffin, nor does he know how to put it into hibernation.

If he stayed in the white coffin without hibernation, he would become a mummy in a few days.

A prosthetic body with old parts, without even a Dantian furnace, and a backpack full of miscellaneous gadgets...

This is all the combat power Fang Bailu can carry.

Basically, all of his weapons are deployed in the store.

But he had no intention of staying in Fang's Hardware Store and facing danger: the example of Anbennola had already told him that the store's defense devices were nothing to a Qigong practitioner.

Besides, he didn't even have a means of transportation...

"Combat capability? Means of transportation?"

A flash of inspiration came to his mind: Maybe there is a way to add another insurance policy.

Fang Bailu licked his tooth socket and turned on the implant phone:

"Hello, is this Bidada Express? This is Fang's Hardware Store on Alor Street. I need an Ace Express service, right now!"

……

Fang Bailu was sitting in the back seat of a speeding all-terrain vehicle, and the strong wind blowing from all directions flew past him.

The prosthesis was then wrapped in another layer of outer packaging and lay obediently on the shelf behind the car.

Many couriers are born as swordsmen or graduated from specialized courier schools.

Regardless of which type they are, they are all professional practitioners of violence. As an ace courier, Erni must be the best among them.

Less than five minutes after the call, she rushed to Fang's Hardware Store.

Erni leaned over the handlebars without saying a word. The courier vest she had been wearing was gone, and she was now wearing an ordinary jacket.