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Chapter 81 Weak Flesh and Blood, Mechanical Ascension

[Unregistered outsider discovered. Detained! Detained!]

The seven mechanical policemen suddenly accelerated, with wheels protruding from their feet, micro-accelerators on their backs spewing blue flames, and their left hands transforming into gun muzzles, aimed at the four people.

"It seems we still need to identify people in this steel city." Lin Yuan's spear trembled as he moved forward swiftly.

The approaching steel-clad policemen unleashed a large net of gunfire at the edge of the forest.

Heavy small iron balls are wrapped around the large net, forming a spider web for prey.

With a flick of the spear, a gap was torn in the net.

The spear was at his side, passing through the opening.

Clang!

The spear pierced through the joint in the neck, slashing horizontally, and the mechanical head fell off and smashed onto the metal ground.

"It's not as hard as I imagined."

Lin Yuan's figure darted swiftly through the gaps between the mechanical police, his spear flashing, giving them no time to react. The spear moved with incredible speed, piercing through the cold machinery.

Then there was a loud thud as metal fell to the ground, the mangled metal body still writhing.

[Unregistered individuals are rebelling! Requesting support! Requesting support!]

"It seems we're not very welcome here."

Lin Yuan pulled the spear out of the metal body. Just as he was thinking about what to do next, he turned his head and looked at the corner between the houses next to him.

"Who's there! Come out!"

A cyborg emerged from a corner of the alley.

All four limbs were metal prosthetics. Although Lin Yuan didn't know much about these things, he figured the prosthetics weren't very high-grade. They made a buzzing mechanical sound when he walked, and his old face was wrinkled, clearly indicating that he was quite old.

Look at that old face, he looks to be in his sixties or seventies.

"It really is a case of frail flesh and blood versus mechanical ascension," Lin Yuan thought to himself.

"Brother, you're from out there, aren't you?" The metal-clad old man looked at the voice still calling for help from the ground, then at the three women and one man, rubbing his hands together. "This isn't a safe place. If you don't mind, you can come with me."

After finishing his sentence, the old man with the metal body turned and walked towards the alley behind him.

"What should we do?" Gu Siyu stepped forward, looking at the metal remains on the ground, then at the metal old man's figure gradually disappearing around the corner. "Go? Or not?"

Lin Yuan had no idea what the old man was up to.

But now they find themselves in this unfamiliar, godforsaken place, with absolutely no choice whatsoever.

After all, the police officers coming later might not be ordinary steel-made mechanical police, and it would be difficult to know whether the high-quality long guns in his hands could actually harm them.

Besides, even if we win the next round, what about the round after that?

Moreover, there are two girls in the team who don't have much strength. Their flesh and blood are no match for steel, like eggs hitting a rock!

"Walk!"

The four quickly walked towards the alleyway.

The sunlight outside was blocked by the dilapidated houses, making the alleyway somewhat dim.

Turning the corner, the damp and dark environment, with a slightly musty smell, was not as bright and shiny as it appeared.

The surrounding rocks were piled up haphazardly, and the damp environment was filled with weeds and moss growing in the crevices between the rocks.

The windows of the houses outside were welded with security bars, and after long periods of wind and rain, they were all covered with brown rust.

"The back of this building has a strong style reminiscent of self-built houses from after 95," Lin Yuan commented as she walked.

The three women were speechless.

What kind of time is this to still have the mind to make jokes?

"here."

The four turned around and found the old man in metal standing in the shadows at the bottom of the building, leaning out half of his body and waving at them.

Lin Yuan then realized that the four of them had gone too far and turned around to walk in the direction they had gone back.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he got close, Lin Yuan pointed his spear at the other person's throat.

The old man with the metal body hurriedly waved his hand. He had witnessed the power of the spear that was pressed against his throat from beginning to end. Even the mechanical police who had joined Liang Jing could be easily cut in half, let alone his prosthetic limb made of the lowest grade of materials.

"Don't be nervous, I mean no harm. I'm just a good person who wants to help you."

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"Those damn cops are coming soon, you guys come upstairs with me." The old man with the metal frame quickly led his men upstairs.

The cold, mechanical sound couldn't be hidden from Lin Yuan and his companions.

Having come this far, there was no other way but to walk upstairs with the old man in metal.

The corridor on the third floor has three doors.

The old man in metal walked straight to the left.

The red door had peeling, faded red paint, and a small GG sticker was pasted next to it.

The more Lin Yuan looked at it, the more she felt that the style of self-built houses in the 95s was very strong.

Click.

The red door, its paint chipped off, was opened.

"Come on in, don't just stand outside." The old man in metal stepped into the room and beckoned to the four of them. "Standing outside makes you easy for those cops to spot you with their searchlights."

Lin Yuan stood in front of the three women, looking into the house.

The house is about 60 square meters in size. Besides an old, worn-out sofa, there are only two rooms. It's not very big.

The living room was filled with scattered metal parts, much like the scrap metal recycling business on Earth.

The surrounding walls were no different from the gate, with patches of plaster peeling off to reveal the red bricks underneath.

Lin Yuan stepped in first, followed closely by the three women, who closed the door behind them.

"Um, the house is a bit messy, please make yourself at home." The old man with the metal chuckled and bent down to quickly stuff the scattered metal parts on the ground into a box next to him.

The parts were piled haphazardly inside the box, revealing scattered black paint on the ground, like spots on a dog.

This place is filthy; the worn-out sofa is impossible to sit on.

"What exactly are you after from us?"

"It's nothing, what would I want from you?" The old man with the metal body habitually wiped his hands on his clothes. "I just want to make a deal with you."

The metal fingers curled up. "You are outsiders. You need identification to walk in this steel city."

His gaze swept over the four people, then curled up another metal finger.

"Although you are very strong and can be considered a force on the outskirts, you have no identification and will only be relentlessly pursued by those metal bars, which will definitely delay your plans."

"And me..." the old man with the metal frame pointed to himself, "I just want you guys to help me go to the casino and win five games."

"In return, I'll get you some identification. This is a great deal."

After carefully listening to the old man's details of the transaction, Lin Yuan found it wasn't entirely unacceptable.

Having the natives of the steel city do things for them saves a lot of trouble and unnecessary procedures, making it a win-win situation for both sides.

As for the identification documents the other party mentioned, Lin Yuan didn't expect them to be able to obtain them for permanent residency.

It's most likely a temporary residence permit.

A permanent resident ID card? Given this old man's power and status, that's simply impossible!

"A trade isn't out of the question." Lin Yuan smiled at the old man with the metal frame, his fingers examining the spear, which emitted a metallic hum. "I'm going to risk my life, and you're not going to leave me with absolutely no information, are you?"

"So you're saying you agreed?!"

"Tell me the intelligence first," Lin Yuan said, tapping his spear. "I'll consider whether or not to make a deal with you later."

"Okay, okay!"

"Actually, there aren't many rules in this underground gambling den." The old man in metal took out a small tablet from his pocket and opened it.

Inside was an octagonal cage, covered by an extremely thin layer of silk. The surface was crackling with electric arcs, clearly exceeding 100,000 volts, and touching it would be fatal.

Inside the octagon, two metal-armed men were fighting fiercely, even using explosive grenades with a small radius of effect.

Bullets are already extremely common weapons.

Sparks flew as the prosthetic limb was destroyed in the explosion, and a violent wave of cheers erupted from the surrounding stands.

Finally, it ends with the death of a human with a prosthetic limb.

"The biggest rule here is that there are no rules. As long as you win the fight, you'll get a reward." The old man with the metal chuckled. "Of course, you can also become the exclusive boxer for the underground casino."

"As long as you can fulfill the tasks given by the underground casino boss, women and powerful prosthetics can all be sent to you."

Lin Yuan understood.

As long as you have great power here, you can have anything else.

Lin Yuan stared at the old man with great interest, pointing to the tablet that was still playing on repeat.