Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 480 476.Old River and Oranges

  Lao Jiang is a gloomy man, he himself has never concealed this.

  He is always accustomed to preparing for everything that may happen. When some bad signs appear, he always thinks about some extreme situations.

  Considering his experience, such an idea is understandable.

  After all, he is not alone now. The stall of the World Tree Consortium is so big. Make more preparations to be responsible for yourself and other people who follow you.

  But on the topic of Roger's grandfather, Lao Jiang didn't think much about it.

  Mainly because he didn't know much about Lewis Fittals. When he entered the wasteland, Lewis had been dead for more than two years.

  All his impressions of the founder of the Mafia were collected from Roger and the rest of the Mafia.

  For example, in the early days, Su occasionally said something about Lewis.

   is just a few words, outlining the image of an old, gentleman, polite, and stubbornly stubbornly retaining the habits of the civilized world in the wasteland era.

  The impression of Lewis from other people in the Black Hand Society is probably like this.

  But from Juno, Lao Jiang learned of the few words Emma had said when fighting her, which made Boss Jiang to consider a situation that he had been neglecting before.

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  Suppose, what if Lewis Fittals is not a good person?

  If this argument is true, then Lao Jiang’s understanding of the current relationship between the Free Citizen City, the Immortal Society and the Black Hand Society will be very large.

  According to the current time, this old man who has been dead for more than four years is the root of all these things. His position and behavior will change the original appearance of everything.

  However, Rogge obviously didn’t really want to talk about this topic.

  This is understandable.

  Rogge was raised by his grandfather since he was a child. He admired his grandfather and gained from his grandfather the qualities of respect and knowledge, tenacity and cunning, and never give up.

  His grandfather Lewis is the hero he has grown up with forever.

  He will not allow his hero to be vilified.

  To deny Lewis is to deny himself.

  If it weren’t because it was Lao Jiang that he was talking, Rogge would probably pull out his pistol and kill the guy who said such crazy words with one shot.

   "Well, don't think too much, I just put forward a hypothesis, maybe the cunning Emma is using this method to break our morale and confidence, so put this discussion aside for now."

  Lao Jiang patted Rogge on the shoulder.

He says:

  "The truth is that we must defeat Emma and recover the Free Citizen City. Now, let’s look at the ‘key’ left by your grandfather.

   And his magical self-healing power, can it help the naive or not? "

   "Help, it will definitely help."

  Rogge shook his head and pressed Lao Jiang’s terrible hypothesis to the bottom of his heart. He took out a cigar, held it on his mouth, and said to Lao Jiang amidst the clouds and fog:

  "Zigfei is the last work of my grandfather during his lifetime. He dedicated all his wisdom and enthusiasm to the project. This experimental body is the blueprint of the "wasteland new human" in the grandfather's plan.

  When he proposed this plan at the time, the requirement was that the experimental body must be able to survive in the deadly radiation environment, so Ziegfei's genes have super resistance to various types of radiation.

  This is exactly what you need now.

   Han Han is a great body refiner. His body is tough enough to resist nuclear bombs. This is beyond the scope of my understanding, and his self-healing power is equally strong.

  What he needs is not the self-healing power of Ziegfei.

  What he needs is the kind of gene fragments that resist radiation interference. "

  The black fox took Lao Jiang to the underground nuclear bunker, while explaining to Boss Jiang:

  “For a while, I had been extracting biological samples from the naive wounds for genetic sequencing and comparison.

  His powerful body has been unable to complete self-healing, most likely because of the frontal resistance to nuclear bomb explosions, and the ultra-high-intensity radiation has affected the gene sequence.

  Can you understand?

  From a biological point of view, the gene sequence of this kind of body refiner is actually different from that of ordinary people. They need this enhanced gene to shape the flesh and bones that are more powerful than ordinary people.

  This is an evolution from the outside to the inside. In theory, it can withstand the invasion of external energy without being changed.

  But the problem is that nuclear radiation does not exist in your sorrowful woods realm. Even a powerful body refiner will be disturbed by this kind of power that has never been experienced before.

  So, what you need for the naive is not treatment, but adaptation. "

  Lao Jiang nodded.

  He reached out and popped a cigarette, put it in his hand, and said:

   "You mean, as long as the naive man adapts to the radiation force, he will heal without medicine?"

   "Yes! That's what it means."

  Rogge laughed, and the two of them discussed the possible changes in the naive future, all the way to the laboratory under the nuclear bunker, where Zieg and his friends were already waiting.

   "I heard your name is orange?"

  Lao Jiang breathed out smoke and said to the little girl with smoky makeup in front of him who was eating with a can of yellow peaches:

   "What a weird name."

   "What's weird?"

  Miss Orange raised her head and looked at Lao Jiang, she said:

  "The names of the Black Hand Orphanage are all like this. I am the last group of children who grew up there. The names of our group are all fruit names.

  My eldest sister is also called durian. Well, that’s not right! Your voice. Are you Uncle Ghost? "

  Orange is a smart girl.

  She quickly recognized Lao Jiang's voice, it was the invisible ghost who had rescued her before, and immediately grinned, wiped her hands casually, and wanted to shake hands with Lao Jiang.

Boss   Jiang raised his eyebrows, glanced at the orange hand full of canned juice, shook his head, reached out and touched the orange head, and said:

  "Welcome to the Mafia, girl. I’m actually curious, why do you guys risk being caught and killed in the chaotic lower city of Liberty Citizen City to rescue those children?

  This incident does not seem to do you any good.

Is    caused by a sense of justice in the heart? "

   "No, uncle. Justice or something, in the wasteland is a scarce product, but after the black hand will collapse, no one will care about the children."

  Orange shook his head, akimbo, and said to Lao Jiang carelessly:

  "What's the situation in Xiacheng? Uncle, you know, those gang members use these children to do some stealing things, and the children can climb through the pipes that adults can't climb.

  They are driven to steal things in the Chuo area, which is a very dangerous behavior. If they are found by the immortal, they will be taken away.

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  We didn’t have a good time when we were young.

  But such a terrible thing will not happen in the orphanage where the black hand is the least.

  We just want to let these children learn some skills like we were when they were young, so that they will not have to go to gangs when they grow up. "

   "Oh, it seems that the former child-raising system of the Black Hand Society is very strong."

  Lao Jiang looked back at Roger and said:

   "You can also cultivate such a good child."

   "Children are the future, my grandfather often said that."

  Roge whispered:

  "The orphanage was also proposed by the grandfather and maintained it with all his strength. He would even take the initiative to teach the children when conditions permit.

  Although few children are willing to listen, he never gets tired of it.

  This also proves that my grandfather is a hero, a great man, what do you think? "

  Lao Jiang shrugged and did not answer this.

  He always believes that human nature is very complicated, no matter how bad a villain is, there will be no good qualities, but now he doesn’t want to argue with Rogge.

  They focused their attention on Zieg, who was squatting behind the crowd, pinching a few large cakes and eating a mouthful of cream.

  The big man still wears that old and dirty red felt hat, and his dirty clothes have been changed somehow. Now he is wearing a Mafia work uniform.

  His eating is really bad, and he seems to be immersed in food.

"Snapped"

  Lao Jiang stepped forward and snapped his fingers in front of the big man's eyes, which attracted his attention. When Qige looked up, he saw Lao Jiang's sharp eyes staring at him.

  He was about to move away subconsciously, but Lao Jiang stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek and fixed his face.

   A huge force came, pressing on Zige, letting him maintain the action of squatting there, unable to move, and there was a panic in his eyes.

   "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

  Lao Jiang did not speak, but he said something in the ear of the big man with the sound of divine thoughts. He carefully observed the eyes in front of him, the pupils were a little separated, and the light in the eyes always couldn't gather together.

   "The spirit is not stable, and it seems that there are emotional defects, but the vitality is very strong, and it can be compared to the vitality of the real-world monk."

   Jiang Xia’s spiritual thoughts circled around Zieg’s brain, like an X-ray scan. As Rogge said, there was no trace of the chip in this big man’s brain.

  But he is not a "natural person".

  His left arm has been modified, and there is a silly and thick mechanical device prosthesis fixed on it. It is not a common anthropomorphic form, but more similar to the pincer-shaped prosthesis used for industrial robotic arms.

  There are several tool changes inside.

  "This is the first generation of prosthetics.

  It can't even be called an intelligent prosthesis, it's just an excessive product that has existed in a short period of time. After the technological innovation of intelligent prosthesis, this thing was quickly eliminated. "

  Rogge was behind Lao Jiang, looking at the hideous thing on Zieg’s left arm, he said:

   "I don't know where he found it, this is an old antique."

  "He can manipulate the prosthesis without using the chip. Is it really a coded soul? It can achieve a seamless connection between mental thinking and data signals."

   Jiang Xia stroked the rugged body of Zieg's left arm. He glanced at the big man and smiled at him.

In the next instant, Lao Jiang moved his fingers quickly, and within a second of showing the afterimage, he removed Zieg’s left arm prosthesis, threw it aside, and buckled Zieg’s left arm to connect with the prosthesis. Metal plate.

  He pumped down hard.

  Amidst Zieg’s painful cry, Lao Jiang was like a sadomasochist. In a short period of time, all the mechanical artifacts on Zieg’s left arm were taken away in the blood.

  The orange and others behind him heard Zige's painful cry.

  They wanted to come to help, but they were firmly blocked by the fighters of the Black Hand Society.

   "You let him go! Zieg is a good man! Don't allow you to torture him! Damn! Uncle, I thought you were a good man! You are just as bad as them!"

  Almost a minute later, amidst the orange screams, Lao Jiang stood upright holding something, his left hand was stained with blood, and he looked very oozing.

  He turned his head and glanced at the indignant orange, then moved his body outward to reveal Zieg behind him.

Say:

   "Of course I am a good person. Although I sometimes do bad things, I am helping him, you little idiot."

  Tangerines can no longer refute.

  Because she saw the magical changes in Zieg's body, after Lao Jiang rudely removed the mechanical parts on Zieg's left arm, Zieg's broken flesh and bones began to heal quickly.

  This process is a bit disgusting.

  But in less than a minute, an intact arm appeared on Zieg’s broken arm.

"According to the standards of the MAGA world, this self-healing power can already be placed at the highest level. In the Suffering Wood Realm, he has the magical powers of severed limbs and rebirth, but only the body refiners in the true realm can cultivate. ."

  Lao Jiang finished watching this process completely, and he said to the black fox:

   "Your grandfather really made an amazing thing. If according to him, Ziegfried is the template for the new human beings in the wasteland, then your grandfather is really ambitious."

  (End of this chapter)