Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Since there is no good way to deal with this Taoist fruit for the time being, Fang Bailu decided to make plans after some time.

He carefully arranged the groups of silver needles he had taken from Old Liu's medicine shop on the counter. He only brought the "Dao Fruit", silver needles and elixirs back to the store. As for the heavy culture dishes and mini sterile cabins, he had no time to take care of them.

After the scavengers finish their cleaning work, they will add some temporary anti-theft measures to Lao Liutou's pharmacy and leave the remaining equipment for Fang Bailu to move next time.

Fang Bailu still had a few days to move the equipment out before the news of Old Liu's disappearance spread and before the guests came to express their "concern" in person.

"With these tools, we can consider doing surgery."

As long as there are these silver needles and a computer with enough cache, Fang Bailu's three souls and seven spirits can be modeled and reproduced, and the chemical and electrical signals generated by them can be stored in the mud pill. In other words, it is a mind replication operation-this is what Fang Bailu has been looking for an opportunity to complete since his identity as a "living dead" was exposed.

However, as the hardware store later became a Taoist property, Fang Bailu himself became a Taoist child and joined the Microcomputer Taoism Research Society - there was no longer so much risk of being exposed, so the plan was shelved.

But now the vortex of "Immortal Flesh" was gradually gathering in Singapore and Malaysia: after witnessing the weirdness of "Knuckles" and "Zombies" with his own eyes, the idea came to his mind again.

There are really too few "partners" that Fang Bailu can trust: and for him, who could be a more trustworthy partner than himself?

Not to mention that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, and people should not put all their eggs in one basket...and when "eggs" refers to existence and life, then one must "have one heart and two preparations."

"But at least we need to get the prosthesis repaired and have some parts replaced in advance."

After the prosthesis has gone through a series of battles, excessive exercise and other troubles, it is in urgent need of maintenance and repair.

This kind of operation can actually be performed by Fang Bailu alone: ​​as long as the programs and processes are pre-adjusted and set up on the prosthesis, it can perform the operation with precision beyond that of humans - but it certainly cannot use the hydraulic muscles in its body, otherwise Fang Bailu's unmodified delicate body will not be able to withstand a small fluctuation in its output efficiency.

Fang Bailu turned his head and looked at the prosthetic body:

This assembled prosthesis from Pan Asia sat at the counter, wearing a cap with the brim pulled down, and silently looked at the ground. It seemed to sense Fang Bailu's gaze, and its eyes, which were blocked by the shadow of the brim of the cap, turned around and looked at Fang Bailu: This was Fang Bailu's mind stirring, and the nerve signals were unconsciously transmitted through the electrodes on the temples.

The face that Old Liu had casually filled in and corrected was dotted with tiny scratches - these were left by the cement fragments that splashed everywhere when Fang Bailu used the sandbag gun to intimidate the donor last time.

Fang Bailu looked at the pair of dead eyes that looked like biological tissue but were actually Zeiss lenses, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat:

"What does it feel like to have three souls and seven spirits staying in this thing?"

It is said that when a mind with insufficient alchemy skills is introduced into this kind of artificial body, various sequelae will occur...

For example, whole-body phantom limb syndrome: the whole body has been renewed, but it is still disturbed by the old flesh and blood body - feeling that the original body that is no longer connected seems to be growing together with oneself. Phantom limb syndrome often brings about an itch that cannot be scratched and pain with unknown source.

It is said that some people have become possessed by the endless numbness, itching and pain that only exist in their thoughts and fantasies and that envelop their entire bodies. Even though prosthetics can turn on or off various sensory signals at will, it is difficult to deal with such strange psychological problems.

Fang Bailu imagined it for a moment, and goose bumps appeared on the back of his neck unconsciously:

"No wonder he's easily possessed - it sounds like it would be better to just die."

This was originally a bad plan - to trap oneself in such a "can" at the cost of becoming possessed and going crazy...

This requires not only ruthlessness on one's own, but also awareness and a backup plan: countermeasures against the possessed "Fang Bailu".

Otherwise, if the possessed version of "Fang Bailu" goes crazy, it will go completely against his original purpose.

Fang Bailu knocked on the counter helplessly: This decision is too difficult to make - who is willing to suffer on their own initiative? But deep in his heart, he had a hunch - I'm afraid he will have to take this step in the end.

He shook his head and dismissed this ominous thought: if enemies come, we will fight them; if floods come, we will block them with earth; every problem has a solution.

There's no rush to make a decision now.

Fang Bailu waved his hand gently - the prosthetic body pulled up the hem of its hoodie and pulled out the "Mohist disciple" from its abdomen. It held the tablet gently in front of its chest with both hands for Fang Bailu to watch.

In the infrared imaging screen with only two colors alternating, there was only a dark red figure standing there like a puppet - it was "Knuckles". Huang Wuye was still clinging to the wall of the self-service hotel in the red light district, being watched by Fang Bailu.

The company clerks seem to have woken up from this short nap during the consumer holiday and returned to the daily routine of office workers who work day and night.

Fang Bailu did not let Huang Wuye follow the company clerk: this was not only because the "knuckles" were much more important, but also because the office buildings of those companies were not places that Huang Wuye could sneak into with the equipment he was currently carrying.

Although disappearances and murders happen all the time in Kuala Lumpur, few of them involve white-collar workers from large companies - employees under labor contracts and equivalent to company property. Once a company clerk disappears, the induction association will track him down.

If not, Fang Bailu would have definitely controlled the company clerk first - unknowingly, Fang Bailu's personality also changed: just like the wall behind him that had been painted with white paint with the words "Harmony brings wealth".

"The resources at hand are still too few..."

Although Fang Bailu was a relatively well-known intermediary, he had no trustworthy "muscles" when it came to such a sensitive mission:

Needless to say, Anbennola, as long as her relationship with Shouniang is unclear, it will be difficult for Fang Bailu to trust her; although Mercy Blade is highly accomplished in hacking, he has been in a low mood since he said he "saw God" last time, and Fang Bailu is unwilling to drag such a half-grown child into the water; although he has had a good cooperation with Erni, he still knows too little about her, and she has a serious job... The remaining KC is just a peddler, without any combat power, and it is still unknown how to deal with the mutated memory of Old Liutou, and the details of the Donor and her "A Luo Alliance" are even more unknown...

After a careful count, Fang Bailu discovered that the most reliable person around him was Huang Wuye, the newly retrained bootlicker.

“How do I act as a middleman…?”

Fang Bailu had a wide network of contacts, and his hiring list was full of strange people. But as a middleman, he never dared to get too close to those swordsmen and thieves... Otherwise, if they got too close, he might get emotional and ruin his reputation. If these crazy thugs who were always on the edge of a knife died accidentally, he would be sad.

But given the current situation, Fang Bailu needs "closer cooperative relationship".

"Would you like to consider finding someone to sign a long-term contract? Now Fang's Hardware Store has become a Taoist property, and it is no longer the same as before..."

Chapter 73: Messenger (I)

As the noisy voices on the street gradually faded, the light outside the glass door of Fang's Hardware Store gradually dimmed - but in fact, the city was welcoming another gray morning: the colorful neon lights on the streets were brighter than the daylight. In Kuala Lumpur, midnight is much brighter than the daytime under the dark clouds.

Fang Bailu crossed his legs and rested them on the counter, then yawned. He wiped away the tears that came from his yawn:

"Just one night gone? That's too fast."

In the past, the time spent watching the store was always particularly leisurely and relaxing - staying in a hardware store full of defensive devices, a peaceful day passed in the blink of an eye. But somehow, this silence now made Fang Bailu feel inexplicably anxious and sleepy:

He just felt like he had done nothing.

Although this night was full of strange and terrifying things, in addition to the clues to the immortal's body, he even had to "kill" Old Liu - but he still felt that the night was empty and boring: there was no suitable solution to these annoying problems.

Tonight, Fang's Hardware Store was empty except for the company clerks and even a junk dealer. Although the hardware store was not usually busy, it should not be so deserted.

"Maybe we should hire someone to look after the store during normal hours?"

Fang Bailu recalled in his mind the flying-like feeling of leaping between tall buildings: he gradually understood why those swordsmen preferred that feeling of adrenaline rush.

Such moments allow people to forget the fog that surrounds them and turn their attention to the problems at hand.

Fang Bailu placed his ten fingers in front of his eyes: the lines on them that circled together and formed a vortex were the shape of human fingerprints, not the neat, crisscross lines on "scurf" and "knuckles".

Intelligence, the most important thing is intelligence...

"Why aren't there any reports of companies looking for 'something'?"

In the past, if any company's laboratory had any advanced weapons or equipment, or any strange creatures that were created and then smuggled out, representatives from other companies would have come to the door and made an acquisition offer and asked Fang's Hardware Store to help keep an eye on them.

Big companies have their own will, but so do every individual that makes them up - wherever there are people, there will be corruption.

However, with Fang Bailu's intelligence network, he couldn't hear any similar news at all.

"Could it be that... they also don't understand the existence of the 'immortal body'?"

He lowered his hand and tapped two fingers together:

"How can you search for something whose existence is unclear in a city of three and a half million people?"

The only things Fang Bailu had seen so far that were suspected to be immortal bodies were "inner elixir" and "knuckles", but their forms of existence were very different - the "zombies" created by Old Liu should be classified as derivatives of "knuckles".

He originally wanted to use a matchmaking system, which was sometimes more effective than the surveillance network throughout the city. But for other immortals whose appearances could not be accurately described, or even if they existed as "humanoid" creatures, the "matchmaker" was probably useless.

Not to mention that the account left by the previous owner can only be used three times a month - he has already used it twice on Anbennola this month alone.

"If it really doesn't work... I can only change my thinking."

If the existence of "Knuckles" is exposed, will it lead to the emergence of other forces and organizations that have knowledge of the "Immortal Body"?

Anyway, if we keep this information to ourselves, we won't be able to convert it into benefits or advantages. Why not try to muddy the waters...

After all, Fang Bailu was not playing a jigsaw puzzle game - with his own strength, it would be difficult for him to collect all the immortal bodies and make use of them.

To obtain a "safe" environment, to find information related to his "resurrection", and even to figure out the malice that is shrouding him... this is his goal at this stage.

Now that I've been dragged into this muddy water for no apparent reason, I can only try my best to wade out of it.

Goooo!

As his abdomen spasmed, Fang Bailu took out a bag of nutrient solution from under the counter and put the straw into his mouth.

The three yang meridians of the foot in his legs strengthened his metabolism, greatly increasing his demand for food.

Fang Bailu shuddered at the bitter and sour taste in his mouth: the nutrient solution was simply a torture to his taste buds.

No matter how the game is played, the hardware store business must continue - daytime has arrived, and he still has to go purchase goods at noon.

With the recent fall of Fu Yisheng, A Luo Street and the surrounding areas are facing a reshuffle of power. Usually, in such an extraordinary period, it is a good opportunity to sell all kinds of weapons. In addition, I had promised the donor before, so it was natural to buy a batch of new equipment.

In fact, it is very easy to buy legal firearms in New Malaysia:

First, fill out a form to apply for a gun license for small and medium-sized firearms - in Kuala Lumpur, this type of gun license is generally issued by the Singapore Malay branch of Pan Asia Military Industries.

Next, wait for a 36- to 48-hour background check: Pan Asia Military's marketing department will study the applicant's files to confirm their expected bullet usage, criminal record, mental illness history, etc. Among them, the amount of bullets used is the top priority - this is to assess your ability to consume subsequent products. In total, bullets may be more expensive.

Finally, you only need to pay a license application fee ranging from 3 to 5 yuan, and you will be eligible to possess small and medium-sized firearms in public places in Singapore and Malaysia.

Based on the company's marketing department's assessment of their purchasing power, these new customers are sometimes given discount coupons at arms stores.

"But if you think it's cheap and convenient, you're doomed to be taken advantage of."

Core players who have a real need for firearms, however, sneer at this type of license - the only firearms that can be purchased through these legal channels are new firearms equipped with "smart modules".

Although these smart guns have functions such as assisted aiming and trajectory correction that dazzle laymen, they must be connected to the Internet throughout the process, and even the sound of the gunshots is an advertisement. Guns produced by large manufacturers must use bullets exclusive to these manufacturers - some gun models are said to explode due to using bullets produced by other manufacturers. In combat, there are many examples of smart modules being hacked and "backfiring" themselves.

For Fang Bailu, this strange form of consumption is somewhat similar to buying manual razors in his previous life - he would be allergic to electric razors - the razor holders were always sold at a discount, but the blades that needed to be replaced frequently were expensive.

Fang Bailu took out the subsonic sandbag gun that was originally used by the police force to suppress urban riots from his waist and unfolded it on the cabinet:

Therefore, people like Fang Bailu prefer those firearms with simple structures. Even if they want to use those smart weapons, they have to crack them first.

There are still marks left by adhesive tape on the glass window of Fang’s Hardware Store that are difficult to clean: there used to be a notice saying “Firearm hacking, second-hand guns purchased at high prices”.

However, with the implementation of the new Pan-Asia Military Industry Management Regulations, the former owner was almost arrested by the Kuala Lumpur Police Force and forced to drink iced magic water - this type of business could only be carried out secretly.

However, surrounded by various prosthetic limbs, artificial meridians, and electronic boxing, gunpowder-powered firearms that seem to have stagnated in technological development have become a niche - at least they can only play a supporting role when facing swordsmen or qigong practitioners who have undergone severe modification surgery.

Chapter 74: Messenger (Part )

Fang Bailu put away the subsonic sandbag gun that had little ammunition left, and pinched the sore Jingming acupoints next to his eyes with his fingers.

Previously, the donors approached Fang Bailu just to get an equal opportunity to buy weapons and equipment. In fact, Fang Bailu could do more than that - Fang's Hardware Store could interfere with the upcoming street war from various angles.

For example, as a newly promoted dealer, Fang Bailu got a small piece of news from the marketing department of the Induction Society these two days: the boxing style "Thirty-Six Closed Hands" they represent has recently developed a special practical routine cracking patch for another boxing style "Yellow Oriole Frame" through an exhaustive enumeration of force methods, flexibility, and range of motion - once this patch is online, "Thirty-Six Closed Hands" can easily defeat "Yellow Oriole Frame".

This news was released in advance to dealers at all levels, including Fang Bailu, so that they would remember to sell out all of "Yellow Oriole Shelf" before the patch was updated - otherwise, when "Thirty-Six Closed Hands" became its nemesis, "Yellow Oriole Shelf" would not be able to be sold at all.

Interestingly, "36 Closed Hands" and "Yellow Oriole Frame" are actually operated by the Induction Association in Singapore and Malaysia. This way of making money behind closed doors is an old skill in the hands of these companies, and they have to practice it every now and then.

Although gunpowder weapons are more stable and durable, these street conflicts always return to hand-to-hand combat because ammunition is too expensive. This is when electronic boxing comes in handy - even if the installed boxing is not updated in time, it may lead to a single wrong move and a complete loss.

Fang Bailu still had a batch of activation codes for the Yellow Oriole Frame. As long as he sold these activation codes to one of the gangs on A Luo Street, and then sold this news and the restrained Thirty-Six Closed Hands to the rival of the gang at a higher price, he would make a lot of money from both ends.

In the days when the order of the neighborhood was reshuffled, no one dared to use the cracked version of boxing sold by the vendors. Just like the poor people who were set up by criminals using viruses in the second-hand dual cultivation simulator, installing the cracked version of boxing also had considerable risks.

There are even uglier methods: someone stole credit points and used them to swipe a large number of boxing accounts, which were bought by Fang Bailu at a low price. Once a report is filed when a street war breaks out, all the boxing accounts in use will be banned - this may completely lose their ability to fight.

However, Fang Bailu would not do this - he could use the time difference in patch updates to explain it as bad luck, but the latter would simply destroy the reputation of Fang’s Hardware Store.

"I need to compile some information when I have time to see what kind of monsters are competing for the A Luo Street territory this time."

Although there are not many lucrative businesses on A Luo Street, there are still many people who covet this small piece of mosquito meat. Among them are those who purely want to color the map, and there are also strategists and speculators who like to "play a big game".

But compared to other areas in Kuala Lumpur, this is just a bone with a few scraps of meat on it - in other words, at least there won't be any terrifying enemies.

As long as some big company executives or Qigong practitioners didn't intervene, Fang Bailu was still confident that she could control the situation. But from another perspective, the donor was able to ask Mr. Kui to tell fortunes for her, which was also related to the Qigong practitioners.

Before Fu Yisheng was killed by Mr. Kui and only two or three cats and kittens were left, the treatment that the gang leader gave to Fang's Hardware Store was not very good: he had to pay annual money, protection fees, and a share of the profits, all of which had to be paid.

However, these random charges were not that expensive, and they could save some trouble - these old gangs all knew that they could not exhaust all the resources. The former store owner and Fang Bailu had no other plans, as they believed that less trouble was better than more.

Now it seems that taking complete control of Arrow Street into one's own hands might be a good choice: given the current situation, the more resources that can be utilized, the better.

But Fang Bailu also had no intention of stepping into the spotlight - his identity was sensitive after all, and it would be best to reduce exposure as much as possible.

"If all else fails, choose an agent and be the mastermind yourself."

Fang Bailu couldn't help but smile silently - unknowingly, he, who once had his mind full of keeping a low profile, had gradually begun to try a new path.

Switching from escape to control may be a better way to survive?

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