So I'm a sheep.

Philip retorted, "Have you ever heard of a prosthetic body made by a cyborg priest being damaged during physical training?"

Instructor Iron Claw sent the girl under the pretext of worrying about damage to her prosthetic body during training, ignoring Saya's assurances that there would be absolutely no problem.

Well, the result immediately drew criticism from the mechanical priest.

This is a serious questioning of his ability to make a living; being retorted a couple of times is considered polite.

"It was my fault"

Since the problem isn't with the prosthetic body, it must be a psychological issue.

Instructor Iron Claw quickly led the girl back and began a new round of training.

She is only responsible for teaching the students skills. If any students develop mental illnesses during this period, they can be ignored as long as it does not interfere with the training.

This is the instructors' usual practice, and even the mechanical priest cannot criticize it.

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“Saya, you are the student I have personally taught for the second longest time.”

On the eve of graduation, Instructor Iron Claw gave her a highly acclaimed 'M series' rifle with selectable firing modes.

The gun is rather bulky, and its accuracy cannot be controlled when firing in full automatic mode.

But its biggest advantage is that its ammunition is absolutely powerful!

This advantage alone outweighs all other disadvantages; when facing mutated creatures, you need a gun with enough power.

"Thank you, instructor," the girl said gratefully as she accepted the gift.

"It's just ordinary equipment circulating among bounty hunters, nothing special."

Iron Claw Instructor's tone was tinged with envy: "You're Father Philip's niece. If you could get a power boxing glove from him, tsk tsk, those old foxes wouldn't dare mess with you anymore."

"What?" Saya was taken aback.

"Powered gauntlets, a massive armored arm guard."

Instructor Iron Claw said excitedly, "It's indestructible! Wear it, and no mutated creature can withstand a single punch from you!"

Wow

Saya listened with great interest and decided to ask Philip about this weapon when she got back.

"Alright, you're now a fresh-faced newbie."

"The contaminated zone is calling you, and your credit points are calling you."

After punching the girl, Instructor Iron Claw grinned and said, "Go!"

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Riding a modified motorcycle (a gift from the priest during a visit) to the machine workshop, Philip gave the girl a bear hug and then unceremoniously ordered her to work for him.

Saya quickly regained her composure, and thanks to her, the priest was able to go home for dinner today.

"I had some extra money recently, so I bought some vegetables to take home."

Philip chuckled and said, "Life on Azik is getting better every day. In the last two years, quite a few welfare organizations have sprung up to help those who are lying on the streets waiting to die."

"Wow, such a big change!"

The girl's face lit up with joy: "Is the contaminated area being further suppressed, and a new large company is settling in our Azk star?"

She paused, then asked curiously, "But what's with these welfare organizations? How can anyone run a business at a loss..."

"Could it be that they took in those homeless people and then planned to conduct human experiments on them?"

"Hey, everyone had the same suspicions, and at first they even made a fuss about it."

Philip stroked his chin and said, "But later it turned out that wasn't the case. The new business owner who started the welfare institution believed in the supreme God, so he was deluded and wanted to do some 'good deeds'."

Volume 1: Chapter 736 Assistant

"The Supreme God?"

"Yes, a great deity who ruled the heavens, but he completely relinquished power about a hundred years ago."

"Now, a holy angel whose name cannot be spoken is in power."

Hearing this, Saya burst out laughing: "What is this? Can't we even address each other by name? That's too domineering."

Philip remained silent; he had absolutely no desire to discuss the topic.

"Oh, right, what is a holy angel?" the girl asked again.

Why ask so many questions? You're unlikely to run into them anyway.

"Pack up and go home. You've changed a lot over the years, Saya. I doubt even Angie would recognize you."

"How is that possible!"

The girl was steered away from the topic, and she muttered, "It's only been three years. I'm Angie's best friend, she'll definitely recognize me right away."

"Hmph, how about I bet a hundred credits?"

That's too stingy. You can easily earn tens of thousands of credits just by performing a simple surgery.

Saya rolled her eyes: "I'll bet my motorcycle, how about you bet my power boxing gloves?"

Philip was drinking water when he heard this and immediately spat it out.

"Powered boxing gloves? Iron Claw told you that, didn't he?"

"You think you can trick me with a beat-up motorcycle? You're dreaming!"

The mechanical priest wiped his mouth: "Besides, that thing requires authorization; giving it to you would just result in a pile of scrap metal."

"Permissions?"

"Yes, for use only by members of the Cult of Machines."

Philip said smugly, "You're envious now that you haven't converted, aren't you?"

As he spoke, the mechanical priest played a video explaining how to use the power boxing gloves in front of the girl.

When Saya saw the giant punch the tank into scrap metal on screen, her eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

"That intense?"

"Hmph, they even have more powerful powered weapons."

Philip coaxed patiently, "Isn't joining the Cult of Mechanics a hundred times better than being a bounty hunter with no job security? Listen to your uncle, your uncle won't harm you."

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The mechanical priest spoke very appealingly, and the benefits after joining the church were indeed good.

However, the girl wasn't moved at all.

Not to mention Philip's frustration, even Saya himself felt very strange.

'How can I not be tempted at all?'

Seeing the girl standing there blankly, Philip assumed she was still struggling with the power boxing gloves.

"It's not that there's no way to work around it."

"What?!"

Saya snapped out of her daze and quickly pressed for an answer.

"The higher-ups are quite interested in a mutated creature on this planet called the 'Death Claw.' If you can capture one alive, I guarantee I can help you get a few years' worth of access to the Power Gauntlets."

"Tell me in detail, tell me in detail."

Philip gestured for the girl to sit down, then found a piece of white paper and quickly sketched a monster.

It crawled on all fours, had a bull's head, and horns on its head.

Its tail is quite long, and it doesn't look like it's going to be messed with.

"It can also stand up; it's tough and hard to deal with."

"Most importantly, their numbers are extremely rare, extremely rare!"

The mechanical priest emphasized the rarity of the Deathclaw twice: "Don't get your hopes up too high. You probably won't even see one before you retire."

"Uncle, I'm really lucky."

Saya was clearly not at ease; she stared intently at the sketch, as if she wanted to etch the claws of death into her mind.

After waiting a while, Philip crumpled the sketch into a ball and threw it into the trash.

"Eh"

"Hey what? Can't you see it's already dark outside?"

"Honestly, hurry up and pack your things and go home!"

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It was a long time before I saw Angie and Ms. Lacey. Angie was still a vibrant girl dressed in pink, but Ms. Lacey really looked older.

"Hey"

"Hey--"

The two fists bumped, and Angie immediately covered her hand dramatically.

"No wonder he's trained; his fists are rock hard, like blocks of iron."

"If only it were an iron block, I could take down a mutated creature with one punch."

She greeted Angie and Ms. Lacey in turn, and the latter, quite unusually, showed her enthusiasm.

"The food is still hot, come in quickly, come in quickly."

The four of them enjoyed meat soup and vegetable salad together. At the dinner table, Angie kept asking Saya questions, showing no signs of awkwardness despite not having seen each other for three years.

"So, your bounty hunter career is officially about to begin?"

"Yes, let's set off towards our dreams!"

After spending more than half a month playing with Angie, the girl set off with a hunting team recommended by Philip.