"Bang"

With the loud bang of the wind breaking, the large sandbag, which was the target, was hit hard, and a huge force hit the sandbag, making it fly outward.

It was like a rock that was smashed to the ground.

The tough leather was broken and the sand was sprinkled everywhere.

This punch is amazing.

He even scared the guy who swung his fists.

In today's Death Desert, not only Jiang Xia received a gift, but another person also received a commendation from loyalty.

"Treasure!"

Liu Laosi, who was still wielding his fist, widened his eyes. The thin guy looked at the cracked sandbag on the ground and then placed his eyes on his left arm.

The ordinary arm can't see any abnormalities on the outside.

But the punch just now showed the changes of the fourth brother.

He was like a child who had obtained a new toy, stroking his arm happily, his eyes full of joy, and the grief in his heart that he was forced to remove his arms and legs had already flown out of the sky.

"Good baby."

The fourth brother happily wiped the dust splashed on his arm, and patted his left leg again. He felt a little numb and could hardly feel the slap, and the same was true for his arm.

After all, it is no longer connected by flesh and blood, but controlled by the "Immortal Magical Weapon" in the mind.

He is not as knowledgeable as his boss and cannot understand the principles and processes of mechanical manufacturing. When he first controls the rebel body, he is naturally not as skilled as others.

However, the fourth person, the fourth person, has his own unbreakable worldview.

He attributed everything he could not understand to "fairy art".

This is also very consistent with the thinking of mortals in the bitter wood realm. However, in the most arrogant fantasy in the first half of his life, he never thought that one day he would have magic weapons from the immortals to use.

"It's all for the boss, uh, no, the boss's blessing, I'm really lucky."

The fourth brother giggled, thinking so in his heart.

"Why are you standing there? Start debugging the left leg prosthesis."

The scolding from behind brought the fourth son back to his soul.

He turned around and smiled at Julie who was running to help, and then walked to the other side at the call of the female warrior, jumped and moved his legs.

A new sandbag was hung up, and the cursor in front of the fourth brother's left eye locked the target. He took a deep breath, took a step forward, raised his left leg with a kick, and thrust hard on the sandbag.

"Bang"

This time the power was even greater. The leg kicked by the fourth brother was like a knife, and it "cut" into the sandbag, like a grenade explosion. The sandbag exploded in the low sound.

The sand was rising everywhere.

The foolish guy, the fourth brother, used too much force, which made him lose his balance. After a wail, he fell to the ground with all his might.

This scene caused Miss Julie, who was dressed in a cool and slutty life, to laugh, and also made Jiang Xia, who was watching from a distance, smile full of maliciousness.

This fourth brother is such a living treasure.

"It seems that it will take some time for your employee to perfectly adapt to the prosthetic body."

Beside Jiang Xia, Roger, who was black and gray, wiped his face while shaking his body. He seemed to have gone to do some hair. The already messy hair would be supported like an explosive head.

This is all due to the wrong operation when Jiangxia tested the discharging of the prosthesis just now.

Fortunately, he only activated one capacitor. If all four capacitors were activated, Roger probably had to consider, just like Su, and aggressively replaced all his limbs with prosthetic bodies.

"The fourth brother is not a soldier. He has time to adapt to the new equipment. This thing is just for him to defend himself. I don't expect him to charge for me."

Jiang Xia put his left hand in his trench coat pocket, turned his head and squeezed his eyes at Roger, saying:

"The new equipment is very good, I am very satisfied, thank you."

"Next time, let others pretend for you, my life will not stand your play."

Roger snorted dissatisfiedly. He wiped his face with a handkerchief, looked at the yellow sand of the fiery sun outside the base, snapped his fingers at Jiang Xia, and said:

"Come with me, there is something else you have to take away."

"That wolf?"

Jiang Xia immediately reacted, and he followed Roger to the other side and asked:

"Isn't it good to stay here? Although it may get out of control, with it, Immortality will play you at least have a trump card available."

"It won't be out of control."

Roger replied:

"After it woke up some time ago, it was very rational. Although it was a bit animal-like, it was considered to be a scheming person. However, if you want it to fight me, it would be a bad idea.

In fact, if you don’t take it away, it will probably die with me.”

"oh?"

Jiang Xia looked at the cylindrical robots going back and forth in the base, reached out and knocked on the head of the passing cleaning robot, and joked:

"Sure enough, was there something wrong with the previous surgery? Your quack doctor's method is too erratic, so you are going to kill him?"

"No, the operation was successful."

Roger curled his lips and said:

"But the monsters in your world are too delicate and not as tough as those of us wastelanders.

It can't adapt to this fucking world. In the past month, it has made it thinner and thin. No matter how much you eat, it is useless. It seems to have suffered from some kind of chronic disease..."

"It goes without saying that it's spiritual energy."

Jiang Xia breathed a sigh of relief and said to Roger:

"I probably guessed its problem, it encountered the same dilemma as pomegranate.

It is a monster or a monster with successful practice. Unlike human race, it needs spiritual energy to supply its body, just like a monster. When it comes to a world without spiritual energy, it is like a fish leaving the water.

It's like we don't have oxygen to breathe.

This is not a big problem. I will bring it back to the bitter wood realm and recover after a while. However, I don’t really want to take it away.”

Jiang Xia rubbed her forehead and said:

“If it goes crazy after going back, I have no good way to control it.

I just got an accused of an elder of the Immortal Cultivation Sect there.

If this monster is out of control, it will take the initiative to give people a handle.

Speaking of which, can the Struggler chip control it?"

"no."

Roger led the way and said:

"I tried it. It's difficult to implant the monster's brain with the chip. Even if it succeeds, it can't control it. It seems that there is some power that we don't understand.

It not only acts on the body, but also on the spirit.

The bioelectricity of the chip cannot interfere with its thinking, perhaps because its energy level is too low."

"It can be controlled, but we haven't found the right way."

Jiang Xia bounced his finger and said:

"Remember the two 'needles' we took out of its brain? Although they were real magic, their existence has proved that the monster is not as flawless as we think."

"Um."

Roger nodded, and after a few breaths, he said again:

“But maybe, we don’t need to force control it.

It has amazing wisdom and is now awake. It has not attacked the warriors who delivered it to it these days. It is very introverted. Do you understand what I mean?

It can be communicated, and as long as you find the right method, it may be used by you."

"A demon general, for my use?"

Jiang Xia pursed her lips, spread her hands and said:

"I don't have that blessing. However, what Lao Luo said makes some sense, so let's talk to it."

"My last name is Fetales, and I don't have a surname, so don't call me that, it feels strange."

"Okay, Lao Luo."

"Say again, call me Roger!"

"No problem, Lao Luo."

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"Click, click, click"
To be continued...