Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 16 16. Jasmine

  The words are divided into two parts. While Jiang Xia asked Liu Laosi to take him to deal with the "debt" problem, the Fengshan Mine No. 7 Pit in the night was still dead.

  There must be no miners to mine at night. This poor country is in the mountains and is the site of Ruyifang. There is no unopened little thief who dares to work here.

  So there is no guard in the mine, and naturally no one knows what is happening at the bottom of the mine.

  Jasmine leaned against the cold stone wall, taking a nap.

  Under her messy hair and her face and eyes, she still wears her worn-out goggles. This is the only remembrance left by her parents who have never met.

  She has been with her since she was taken into the orphanage under the management of the Eternal Life Association.

  The style is very old and does not have many functions.

  I heard from an erudite instructor in a small chat that Jasmine’s goggles were a pre-nuclear war product and a very popular decoration at that time.

  Jasmine knew that the nuclear war was that war that ruined the world.

  But she didn’t know what fashion meant, so she wanted to ask, but the instructor had a bad temper. I heard that it hurt her brain when she did the experiment.

  The last second is soothing.

  The next second will be thunderous.

  She was out of luck. After receiving the “training” of basic mechanical knowledge, she was assigned to a tutor as an assistant. Just two months after she was officially “working”, she encountered what happened today.

  The tutor is dead.

   died in front of him, the helmet that symbolized status exploded with his head, and the warm blood could be felt by Jasmine as long as he closed his eyes.

   Her body trembled, she opened her eyes again, her drowsiness was washed away by the memory in her mind, she reached out her hand and touched her cheek again, as if the blood was still there.

  But it has actually been washed.

  I washed my face clean with the purified water in the kettle I brought with me. This is an unacceptable luxury to be placed in the Free Citizen City.

  Water, that is the most precious resource.

   But for now, there is no need to worry about this.

   Jasmine turned her head and looked at the four jars beside her. They were filled with clear water. They were real clear water, water that she had never seen before and had not been polluted in any way.

  That's what she hasn't experienced since childhood.

  The girl's throat moved, she picked up the jar, placed it next to her mouth, and took another sip. With the delicate perception of a girl, she felt the cold water flowing through her throat and moisturizing her mouth.

no taste.

  No sweet and greasy taste, no rusty smell.

  But it just tastes good.

  It is a hundred times better than the purified water that I brought.

  "Such a can of purified water can be exchanged for a lot of things in Liberty Citizen City."

  In Jasmine’s little head, thinking like this, if you hand it over to the munitions office of the Immortal Association, you can probably get a machine tool of your own?

  At least you can raise your status to level three, right?

  Maybe I can get a small research project led by myself.

  What a luxury, Jasmine!

  These resources should be used in a better place, so that you can have a better tomorrow!

  She reprimanded herself like this in her heart, but the action of drinking water did not stop. She raised her head and drank the pot of water as if she was addicted.

  "Fur"

  Finally, she let out a comfortable moan.

   Reached out and rubbed her belly. She could even hear her stomach squeaking. After drinking too much, the girl put down the jar, stood up, and moved her body.

  Under the goggles, those brown eyes looked at this quiet mine curiously.

  The brain chip connects with the prosthetic body of Jasmine's eyes. As the pupil of the left eye gleams slightly, information waves continuously scan the surrounding environment, and collect them in Jasmine's mind in the form of data.

  The temperature is 24.5°.

  The humidity is moderate.

  No wind.

  Slight dust pollution, but does not affect the respiratory system.

  No magnetic field interference.

  The most important thing is that there is no radiation in the air!

  Geig number 0!

  Not at all.

   Pure and incredible.

  She stretched out her hand and stuck it on the rock wall. Through this contact method, she changed the scanning method of the chip to microwave, and extended the prosthetic body of the palm, and the waves of special frequency were transmitted to the rock.

  A few seconds later, the mountain structure of a hundred meters nearby was also analyzed by Jasmine.

  Unfortunately, she used the lowest-level brain chip of the Immortal Society, its function is lackluster, and because she is not a combatant, the chip has no expansion slot, and naturally it is not used by her fire control system.

   "It's too quiet."

   Jasmine rubbed her head and said something in the language of the wasteland.

  The quietness she said does not mean that there is no noise in the environment, but a deeper expression. There is no radiation, no interference, and the operation of the brain chip has entered a perfect state.

  There is no noise in her mind at all, there is no such weirdness. Since she was a child, she has been able to hear the electric current that she has been accustomed to.

  That sound is very annoying.

  As long as you move in the wasteland, the sound will always echo in your mind, and it can't be blocked at all.

  Many people are driven crazy by it.

  Molly once suspected that the reason why the instructor was so irritable was probably because he had been driven crazy by the noise in his brain for years, but now, there is no more.

  There was no such interfering sound in her mind, but it made Jasmine a little uncomfortable.

  It’s too quiet here.

  Quietly, she panicked a little, and she could hear her own heartbeat without even sensing through the prosthetic body, echoing little by little in this dark mine.

  And the abdomen.

  She touched her flat belly, feeling mixed.

  She already understands this.

  The bad guy was not a person born in the wasteland. Naturally, he didn’t have a brain chip, and it was even less possible to control a bomb with a chip and explode in his abdomen.

  That person is lying to her!

  I was foolishly fooled. In fact, at the beginning, when the person communicated with her using simple strokes instead of the chip frequency band, Jasmine should have understood.

   But it would be a disaster, and she was so nervous that she lost her sense of measure for a while.

   After all, she is just a fourteen-year-old apprentice who just joined the Immortal Association. She has never experienced a decent battle, nor has she been infused with combat knowledge on a learning device.

  Eternal Life will give her life plan, which exists as an auxiliary staff.

   To put it hard, she is a moving gear on the machine tool.

  No one needs her to think, and no one needs her to study. She just needs to do her own thing according to the knowledge instilled in her mind.

think.

  This is a very extravagant thing in the eternal life system.

  Jasmine brought her thoughts back to reality, this kind of time-wasting dreams were not allowed in the past.

  As an apprentice, her schedule is fully arranged.

  But occasionally in a daze, it's still a good experience.

  Molly thought so.

  Just now when Jiang Xia was leaving, she had already used the instrument in the toolbox to do a simple check on herself, and there was no bomb in her stomach.

  There is no worry about life.

  But now she doesn’t know what to do.

  She turned her head and looked at Su, who was lying on the side with her hands removed. The wounds of the wasteland warrior from the same place as her, but belonging to a different camp, had begun to heal.

  Black Hand Club is worthy of being a master who specializes in biotechnology. The healing effect of their polymer treatment solution is much better than that of the Immortal Club's standard treatment solution.

  And the immortal society's behavior style is also very rough.

  If Jasmine suffers such an injury, her tutor will never waste time waiting for the wound to heal naturally. He will directly replace Jasmine with a lung prosthesis.

  Eternal Life Society is the study of machinery. They are real experts in the research of these prostheses.

  Although I usually complain in my heart that the tutor assigns various tedious tasks to her, but no one assigns work to her, Jasmine quickly feels bored.

  After completing Jiang Xia's instructions, she didn't know what to do.

After checking Su's condition again, Jasmine's gaze fell on the suspended ladder leading to the cave. She touched the some old pulse pistol in her hand, and reached out to grab her messy hair.

  Or, go out and have a look?

  As soon as the idea came out, it became irresistible.

  Within a few minutes, Jasmine lifted her steps and walked out. She wanted to see what this strange world looked like outside.

  There is no pollution in this world, maybe she can find a flower

  Her name is a kind of flower.

   is automatically generated by the system of the orphanage. The naming method of her batch of children is named after various herbs. No one pays attention to the meaning of these names.

   is all code names anyway.

   "Maybe, I can find a jasmine."

  Jasmine thought so. She had searched for Jasmine in the database of the Immortal Association. It was very beautiful, but unfortunately, in the wasteland, that kind of flower had long been extinct.

  She wanted to see with her own eyes what kind of beautiful things her name represents.

  But without taking a few steps, in Jasmine's brainwave perception, a few small red dots appeared, moving quickly in the dark, which attracted Jasmine's attention.

  She changed direction, went there, and moved forward a few steps, after adjusting the left-eye prosthesis to night vision mode, she saw something moving in the dark.

   Jasmine’s expression immediately became pleasantly surprised.

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  Jiang Xia returned from Fengshan Street to Pit No. 7 without stopping all the way. It took about ten minutes.

  At the entrance of the mine, he leaned down, carefully removed two plasma grenade from the soil, and put away the polymer wire connected to it.

  This simple booby trap was not triggered.

  Prove that no outsiders entered, and the people inside were obedient and did not go out.

  This made him feel relieved.

  However, as Jiang Xia descended into the mine, he asked about a strange smell, like a barbecue, his expression became a little weird, and he hurriedly speeded up his pace and rushed into the depths of the tunnel.

  At first glance, I saw the wasteland girl, with her back to him, squatting by the fire, holding three wooden sticks in her hand, roasting something.

  This made him feel relieved.

so far so good.

   is not grilling dead bodies.

  He has personally seen how bad the wasteland environment is. The people there are doing everything to survive. Just now he killed a few villains and the bodies were piled on the other side of the pit.

just in case

  Fortunately, things are not as dark as he expected.

  The sound of Jiang Xia's footsteps alarmed Jasmine, who hurriedly got up, looking at him with a touch of fear and vigilance. She also hid the things baked in her hands.

  This is probably a habitual reaction.

  However, he did not pull out the pistol, which proves that the child's acceptance of Jiang Xia has become higher.

   "What shall we bake?"

  He asked.

  After the question came out, he realized that the child could not understand, so he used gestures to communicate again, and reached out to her, Jasmine's expression was a little tangled.

   But he lowered his head and took out what was hidden in his hands.

  On the three sticks, there are three skinned mice.

  The head is removed, the internal organs are hollowed out,

  The technique is very skillful.

  It seems that this is not the first time I have done this kind of thing.

"Ugh."

   Jiang Xia sighed and shook her head.

  He must not eat this thing.

   stretched out his hand, rubbed Jasmine's hair, and threw the three grilled mouse skewers aside, bent down, and carried the sleeping Su.

  This young man has a prosthesis added to his limbs. The body is heavier than the average young man. Jiang Xia's body comes from a scholar, and it is very difficult to carry.

"gone."

   Jiang Xia called out a sentence, but did not get a response.

  He looked back, Jasmine was squatting on the ground, picking up the rat string that Jiang Xia had thrown, and blowing in front of him like a baby.

  She comes from the wasteland.

  There is a shortage of supplies, and rats are also rare things. In the Free Citizen City, it is a real feast to meet rats.

  The girl wears goggles and can't see her face clearly.

  But she didn't seem to be offended because of Jiang Xia's actions.

  It seems that this is just commonplace.

   Cautiously, she put the rat string in tin foil, wrapped it, and put it in her pocket, and picked up the few cans of water that she had not finished drinking. Finally, she glanced at this place and followed Jiang Xia out.

   Jiang Xia wanted to tell her that she didn’t need to bring water.

  There are so many outside.

  There is no need to bring that rat meat, Mrs. Cow has already prepared food.

  But when the words came to the lips, they only turned into a long sigh.

  (End of this chapter)