So I'm a sheep.

"Didn't they say I wouldn't be able to go into the operating room for two years?"

"Your learning progress is faster than I expected."

Philip brought up the old point again: "To be honest, my lord doesn't have high requirements for faith. Why not consider becoming a glorious mechanical priest?"

"It's just not high, relatively speaking."

The girl shook her head repeatedly: "Uncle, I can't be a mechanical priest."

This wasn't the first time Philip had been rejected, but he still looked regretful.

This kid is really talented, probably even a little better than me.

If she doesn't become a mechanical priest and formally join the church, many advanced technologies will not be made available to her.

'Sigh, I'll always be stuck at the assistant level.'

Philip paused for a moment, then said, "In a moment, follow my instructions and don't do anything without permission."

"learn!"

After two years of diligent work as an assistant, helping the mechanical priest perform countless surgeries, the girl gained a great deal.

With her current skill level, she has no problem performing simple care and maintenance on her prosthetic body.

In that case, it's time to leave this workshop and go out into the polluted area to see for ourselves.

He mentioned his idea to Philip, who immediately scoffed at it.

"Aren't you just asking for death by going into a contaminated area as an ordinary person?"

"I've already contacted your instructor. I'll take you to visit her tomorrow."

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I didn't grumble about how I still owed you 300,000 yuan, or how I felt bad troubling you any further.

Saya has been living with Philip's family for ten years!

After ten years of getting along, Philip had long regarded her as his daughter, and the girl regarded him as her uncle.

Some things, once said, can create distance.

The next morning, or rather before dawn, the mechanic priest took the girl to the home of a retired bounty hunter.

Even bounty hunters have a day when they retire.

Whether they were tired of killing or had health reasons, they no longer wanted to do this job.

If you haven't saved up a large sum of money beforehand, well, usually bounty hunters who live paycheck to paycheck spend money like water and can't save any.

What to do if you have no money, are retired but don't want to do your old job?

Become an instructor!

"You can call me—Instructor Iron Claw."

The middle-aged woman was neither cold nor warm towards Saya.

"Currently, you are my only student. At a normal pace, you can graduate from me in a year and a half and begin your bounty hunter career."

Three years!

Philip interrupted the woman abruptly: "She hasn't even gotten the hang of a gun in a year and a half, and she's already starting a bounty hunter career?"

"The instructors lead you in, but the rest is up to you," Instructor Iron Claw said calmly.

"Don't try to fool me. My niece isn't going to the contaminated area to be cannon fodder!"

Philip glared at the woman: "Credit points can be doubled, so you need to teach my niece something real."

"..."

The woman nodded silently. With money (credits), everything is negotiable.

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"Cherish your firearms as you would your own life, and you must personally maintain them."

"Oh, you've been a priest's assistant? That's great, that's a plus."

"Our physical fitness is too poor. It seems we need to start with basic physical training."

The Iron Claw instructor was extremely strict with the girl, often yelling and scolding her without any restraint.

"Once you're in the contaminated area, nobody cares whose niece you are."

"Run! Run!"

The grueling training didn't last long before the girl felt she couldn't take it anymore.

His body and mind were severely damaged, and he was almost unable to recover.

You need to find someone to rely on emotionally.

There were no harsh words spoken, perhaps because they realized the girl was truly beyond help.

Iron Claw Instructor spoke in a rare gentle tone: "Every bounty hunter who lives a long life has his own spiritual sustenance."

"As someone who's been through this, I advise you to find someone as soon as possible."

A source of emotional support, Philip or Angel?

It doesn't seem to be working well; it feels like something's missing.

"It doesn't have to be family members; an item that is very meaningful to you can also be one."

In that case...

Saya twitched her little finger and closed her eyes.

"Instructor, I need to rest for a day."

"Can"

Volume 1: Chapter 735 Losing Money Deal

In short, Saya is just an ordinary human with a bit of talent in mechanics.

She lacked resilience, physical strength, and lofty ambitions.

He just wanted to become a bounty hunter and make money quickly so he could further cybernetically upgrade his body.

Even these two 'dreams' came about quite inexplicably.

How could she endure three years of rigorous training from the Iron Claw Instructor?

"I told you, a year and a half would be enough."

"Even a year and a half might be too long; we can only manage a one-year crash course."

Having almost complete knowledge of the girl's condition, Instructor Iron Claw was already preparing to refund most of his credits.

However, strange things happened right under her nose.

Saya's condition gradually improved, and she was no longer like a string that was about to snap, barely managing to regain some composure (especially in terms of her mental state).

"You've been doing well lately."

During a break, Instructor Iron Claw casually tried to get information out of the girl.

"Phew, I felt like I was about to die a few days ago."

"I'm finally feeling better, thank goodness."

As she spoke, the girl kissed her little finger.

'She didn't seem to have this habit before...'

Seeing the instructor staring at her little finger, the girl smiled and said, "I underwent a minor modification surgery; it's a prosthetic."

"I can tell you really like it."

"Of course!"

The girl began to boast about how great her little finger was. The break time passed quickly, but the Iron Claw instructor did not remind her.

Did it give you motivation?

Although it was a question, judging from the instructor's expression, he was quite certain.

"kindness!"

The girl nodded: "It encourages me every day, which is why I've been able to persevere."

"What?" Instructor Iron Claw doubted his ears.

"Didn't you say that we need something to rely on for our souls? This is what I rely on for my souls."

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The girl deftly twirled her little finger and said gratefully, "Instructor, your suggestion is fantastic."

"Since choosing my prosthetic body as a spiritual anchor, I feel as if it has come to life."

"That might sound a bit strange."

"Although it didn't speak and couldn't speak, I just knew it was encouraging me."

By observing the girl's expression, Instructor Iron Claw was certain that she was not lying.

So, is there really something strange residing on Saya's little finger, or is she just having delusions due to the harsh training?

The former is too far-fetched, and the latter is unlikely.

Saya's mental fortitude isn't exactly strong, but even an ordinary person wouldn't have such bizarre delusions, would they?

'I was just training her strictly, I wasn't abusing her.'

Instructor Iron Claw felt uneasy. She interrupted today's training and sent the girl to the Mechanic's workshop for examination.

As a result, Saya's little finger showed no abnormalities.

“My niece is very knowledgeable about prosthetics; she’s practically an expert.”

"You should have listened to her opinion before coming, and besides..."