Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 28: Marico's Daughter

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when we left Kakadan Prosthetics Clinic.

A thick red glow rose at the end of the sky, and a few sparse rays of sunlight shone into it, like ripples on the surface of a lake, shining brightly.

The second sentence is not a metaphor.

These thick clouds are literally glowing, with some of the heaviest parts even resembling the beautiful fluorescent wings of a colorful butterfly.
During decades of production in the new industrial zone, radioactive dust, volatile chemicals, biofuels, and all kinds of strange things were discharged at will, and naturally accumulated in the clouds with the air - the continuous corrosive acid rain, the bizarre clouds at this moment, and the thick and lingering dust layer are the consequences.

After all, the deep moss area does not have the "artificial skylight" that covers the white gate area and the central hall, which can adjust the climate and filter out impurities at will.

Even now, these have been considered to have been purified. Although there may be some minor problems such as deformed babies, radiation sickness, and acid rain, it is generally still habitable and has a promising future.

Most of the wasteland outside the city is in a much worse condition than the deep moss area. The company did a semi-public-interest purification and did not charge too much for the service. People need to be content.

After staring at the sunset for a while, Song Shi shook his head and looked away.

Next, he went to the "locker" to get the things he bought in Thousand Star City yesterday, and then returned to the cheap hotel.

".Well, the quality is pretty good."

Song Shi casually swiped away the pop-up window that read "You have violated the terms of the contract. Please report to the institute within two days, otherwise we will downgrade your credit rating and put you on the list of dishonest persons" and looked in front of him.

The bed in the low-rent housing unit is already filled with all kinds of things.

White Armor III Power Armguard, Simple Reagent Insertion Belt, Kinetic Pistol "Black Gun", TTU Multi-purpose Engineer Shovel, a Small Ammunition Box, Ring of Atat
These are Song Shi’s current total assets.

He just did a quick check and the quality is pretty good.

The TTU multi-functional engineer shovel is second-hand, so its built-in hydraulic booster is damaged.

But relying on the high-strength manganese steel material that has been treated with water toughness, combined with the enhanced strength of the power arm guard, Song Shi is also confident that he can break a person's neck with one shovel - unless the other party replaces the alloy frame, conventional protection methods are like paper.

Then there are the White Armor Type III Power Armguards.

Song Shi stretched out his right hand, slowly pinched his five fingers together, and felt the power arm guard that he was already wearing, which completely covered his forearm and hand.

It's a rather strange feeling.

Through the "neural connection unit" implanted in the inner skin, when the arm guard wraps around the arm, except for the initial brief cold touch, the two quickly complete the sensory nerve connection and adaptive circuit construction - then, all discomfort disappears.

With just a thought, the arm guard was driven according to Song Shi's thoughts. The five fingers pinched together, the joints swung, and the complex movements were all smooth and natural, without any of the weirdness that most people feel when they first try.

“——As expected of me.”

Song Shi smiled with satisfaction.

A big reason why this series of [White Armor] seems niche is that it is quite difficult to operate. Compared with ordinary brick-moving industrial prostheses, the usage requirements of the two are probably the difference between "addition and subtraction" and "multiplication and division".

——But I am a first-class expert who can even defeat "Algebraic Topology"!
If I can sweat profusely even using a mere set of [White Armor Type III], then how can I have the confidence to go to the Empire to do great things in the future?

After using it for a while, Song Shi took off the power arm guard and put it back into the box.

In his previous life, the White Armor III was an old thing from more than 20 years ago, so how could he remember the specific data? However, after a few minutes of rehabilitation, Song Shi already had a rough idea.

The adaptability and coordination of the White Armor Type III are very good, just like a natural arm, with almost no foreign body sensation, which is enough to support the use of some difficult techniques.

The downside is that the output threshold is not high. The bionic muscle bundle used by the White Armor III is a little stretched, resulting in a decrease in overall output - but twisting a steel bar or something is definitely easy.

Add to that the medicines, two high-crystalline titanium scalpels and black powder pistols, as well as the ammunition for the latter.
"Probably three times stronger than I was yesterday?"

Song Shi thought about it and came to a conclusion.

As for the more specific statement
If I were to face the strong man from yesterday again, I wouldn’t even need to disguise or launch a sneak attack. I could still twist his head off in three rounds in a head-on confrontation!
After sorting out the current equipment configuration, Song Shi packed them all up again.

Given my current situation, "equipment" is the fastest way to improve my combat power.

However, "psychic power" is not something that can be acquired quickly. Moreover, in this life, one must explore the scenery of the fifth ring, [True Spirit]. There is no need to be too anxious and accidentally go astray.

After finishing all this, Song Shi leaned against the head of the bed and turned on the display screen - the United Government provides personal chips to newborns free of charge, as well as a semi-implantation surgery that allows for retinal projection interface without the need to replace artificial eyes.

just now.

And one more thing.

Staring at the floating light screen in front of him, Song Shi slowly opened the communication interface marked "Marico".

There is a file inside.

That was something that Marico had handed over to Song Shi not long ago through a physical link, and it contained information about the former.

To be precise, it was mainly information about his daughter.

—Mera Bennett.

She was born to Marico's ex-wife, who unfortunately became addicted to sugar. After taking too much sugar and becoming dazed, she ran into the street and was run over by a car. She died seven years ago.

At that time, Meila was just nine years old.

After dealing with his ex-wife's funeral, Marico did not choose to remarry, but raised Mela alone. Now, the other party is a sophomore student at "Hod Middle School", 16 years old.

"Hodder Middle School" is an affiliated talent training facility of a local enterprise, Hodder Company. The latter's main business is to supply vaccines and other biological preparations of Jade Pharmaceuticals, and it is considered a downstream distributor of Jade Pharmaceuticals.

Therefore, at least in Palose, Hood Company is still quite prestigious.

Marico spent a lot of money to send Mela to Hood Middle School, hoping that his daughter could study hard, enter the talent incubation center of Emerald Pharmaceuticals through the internal admission channel of Hood Middle School, and then enter the internal channel of the talent incubation center to work in Emerald Pharmaceuticals - even if it is just an outsourcing company of the latter.

Triple jump.

Because even so, as long as it can be related to "Jade Pharmaceuticals", people can see a glimmer of hope.

Unfortunately, a series of subsequent events directly defeated Marico.

So, the new house loan in Rota, the high tuition fees of Hodgson Middle School, the implant installment bills, and the non-compete agreement, all these things added together became a terrifying pressure that was enough to crush a person in an instant, forcing Marico to go and serve as a volunteer.

At that time, the reason Song Shi used to persuade people to sign the agreement was the "welfare home."

And Mariko is his daughter.

Song Shi has no intention of breaching the contract.

(End of this chapter)