I’m Still Too Weak For the Starter SSS Talent

　　 The soaring tip of the tower plunged straight into the gray sky.

　　 Outside the slender tower, flashing neon signs of various colors are hung. Some manufacturers give more money, and the signs are especially conspicuous.

　　 On the top layer, the neon lights are even diffused through a curved prism, turning into a series of data in mid-air, like a ring of Saturn, slowly scrolling along the spire.

　　 "Power-type soda! Instantly replenish your energy! Please look for the Dynamic Music Company!"

　　 "The new 8.0 Tianzhuo system machine companion can meet all your needs! Only 99999 world currency!"

　　 "Great value! Mini unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, which can penetrate through the smallest diameter security window, your most intimate private detective!"

　　……

　　 This is a landmark building in Wild Wolf Harbor, and it is also the only high-end technological civilization in this area.

　　In sharp contrast to the gorgeous colorful neon signs, under the tower, hundreds of humans in rough costumes are busy unloading goods from the huge ship that docks.

　　 This is the port of Wild Wolf Bay.

　　 used to be a colony in the third district [Gufan Firefly], now it has become a completely independent territory, not affiliated to any area.

With the outbreak of World War I caused by the shortage of resources three years ago, this colony was led by a player to revolt and stole some of the most advanced nuclear technology in District 1 during the war. Panhe is king. , No one dares to provoke.

　　 Everyone knows the power of things like nuclear weapons.

　　 Even in the native world, it is enough to deter a country.

　　 What's more, with the addition of attribute power in another world, nuclear deterrence has multiplied.

　　 This is the only weapon that has been produced only for deterrence and not released.

"A total of 208 world currency, settled in person, refused to credit." A muscular man with wheaten skin, after unloading the heavy objects from the last batch of cargo unloaded from the ship, grabbed the man in luxurious clothes. Supervisor.

　　 The overseer’s facial features looked like they were in one piece, and as he unsmilingly pressed the bump on his wrist, a series of data seemed to float in the air.

　　 Soon, he followed the wrist of the wheat-skinned man.

　　 "Happy cooperation." The overseer moved the corners of his mouth without a smile.

　　 "Tiepizi, I wish you will be scrapped tomorrow." After Mike walked away, he turned his head and looked back in disgust, cursing by the way.

　　 In fact, with the popularization of intelligent machines, more and more human living space is being squeezed.

　　 Many tasks that could be done by humans in the past are now replaced by intelligent robots. They often do better than humans, with more detailed data, and almost zero error rate.

　　 The human class is therefore extremely unbalanced.

　　 People in the native world are still divided into three or six or nine classes.

　　 And in the ball of another world.

　　 There are only two classes of human beings.

　　 The upper class, the lower class.

　　 Human beings who are good at using their brains usually invest in the research and development, maintenance, and design of various new types of machinery. In short, they are all related to the research, development and manufacturing of machinery.

　　 They became first class people.

　　The remaining people can only sell their own strength to make a living. This category is collectively referred to as the inferior.

　　 Compared with high-end mechanical parts being crushed, the upper class are more willing to see that it is the spine of the lower class that is crushed, rather than the machinery that they bought back at a big price.

　　 Even tasks like supervisors are now fully managed by intelligent robots.

　　……

　　 Mike put his pockets in his hands, lowered the shabby brim, and walked with his back in the crowded slums.

　　 stretched out his hand from time to time as he walked and slowly rubbed his back spine.

　　 The long-term heavy handling has caused some problems with his native spine. If he does not hurry up for treatment, sooner or later his entire spine will be broken when carrying goods.

　　 By the time, all the normal organs in his body may be looted wildly by his colleagues, just like wild dogs prey.

　　 Of course, Mike is not old, his spine is not caused by the aging of the body.

　　 On the contrary, he is still very young.

　　 In his early thirties, he has a strong and powerful body.

　　Wild Wolf Harbor brings together all civilian humans in the world, more than one billion people.

　　 In this area of ​​only more than 3,000 square kilometers, not even the size of a civilized hub city, each building has to be built at least as high as a hundred stories.

　　 This is just height, and every building has to be dug a hundred stories deep.

　　 And the gap between the building does not even exceed 5 cm, you can even open the windows in Building 102 and borrow daily necessities from the neighbors on the opposite side of Building 103.

　　 Similarly, he only needs to stretch his legs to crawl into your house.

　　 The narrow and complicated shops on the streets sell all kinds of food, which Mike ignores all of them.

　　 In addition, there are all kinds of girl halls.

　　Of course, but in the transparent glass pavilion at the entrance of the store, you only need to stand a slightly better-looking woman squinting at you.

　　 Don't think too much, it must be a smart machine cover.

　　The rest are inferior women with the same ordinary status.

　　A little more beautiful, they will be bought by the upper class as servants, playthings, etc.

　　 Other than that, there are all categories that can only be improvised when the lights are turned off.

　　 But the price is cheap. Only 20 world coins are needed to let you vent the depression and desire hidden in your body.

　　 Oh, by the way, those exquisite and gorgeous leather robots charge as much as 200 world currency at a time.

　　 is almost all of Mike's remuneration for moving the goods back and forth.

　　 The noble and elegant people have washed away the lead in the past ten years, using the most advanced technology to maintain their appearance forever in their twenties and their physical strength.

Almost all of them are handsome men and women, except for very few people who ask to keep their appearance, otherwise the humans you see in any highly civilized area, even a random pair of young men and women hugging and kissing on the street, their true age difference can even exceed forty years old. .

　　 Mike resisted the temptation, even though he hadn't touched a woman for months.

　　 Even if a sow is given to him at this time, he thinks he can do it.

　　 It's a pity that there are no live pigs in Wild Wolf Harbor.

　　 Except for the five poisons such as rats and cockroaches, there are no live poultry in Wild Wolf Harbor.

　　 But for that thing, he felt he had to grit his teeth and endure it.

　　 bypassed the narrow alleys, standing in a gray and old high-rise building, he compared the address provided in the light curtain.

　　 "Siyuan Street, Building 98421, -78th floor."

　　 Without hesitation, he raised his leg and stepped into the elevator on the floor.

　　 The old-fashioned elevator seemed to be inadequate, but it was still shaking all the way down, making Mike worry about whether it would stop at any time.

　　Stopping is a good thing, for fear that the elevator cable that has been in disrepair will suddenly break.

　　 Then, Mike will go straight from the ground to hell.

　　 Finally, after drawing a diamond pattern on the chest all the way, after silently reciting the blessing of the Holy Lord in his mouth.

　　 The elevator arrived at the 78th floor underground without incident.

　　 The elevator door opened, and there was a strong smell of earth and rocks around it.

　　 Under the dim corridor lights shining, Mike could clearly see the earthy yellow walls around him.

　　 Even the feet are made of concrete mixed with water. You can step on a footprint with a harder foot. There is really no steel added to it.

　　 "These builders are **** cutting corners again." He sipped and cursed.

　　 is really making money with the lives of ordinary people like myself.

　　 The floors on the ground must require walls, otherwise you will not be able to build higher floors. This is common sense.

　　 But it is not necessarily needed underground.

　　According to the provisions of the World Security Law, with current technology, any tall building can only be built with a maximum depth of minus 50 floors.

　　 Further down, the ground is completely impermeable to sunlight for a long time, the soil is moist, and various rare germs will emerge in an endless stream.

　　 Also, due to the atmospheric pressure of the mantle, it would be very unsuitable for human habitation.

　　 As long as you live for three or five years longer, then the humans living in this environment look like mutated people who have been ‘cared for’ by nuclear radiation.

　　 And the greedy real estate developers in Wild Wolf Harbor, in order to be able to maximize their profits.

　　 A building, they only built a minus thirty storey.

　　 But they will take the elevator down the path and dig deeper.

　　The construction team can take the elevator to get through the 31st, 32nd floor...and so on.

　　 dig a little bit of the opened compartments to make it look like a room, so they can clap their hands and leave it alone.

　　 It doesn't matter whether these mud rooms will cause a collapse.

　　 However, there are more humans who have no fixed homes in the Wolf Harbor and will vie for such a cheap place.

　　 Sleeping on the road is a very dangerous thing. No one can guarantee whether your body organs will still exist when you wake up the next day.

　　 Soon, Mike found the shop he wanted.

　　 78th floor underground, room -7801, with a small plaque hanging at the door.

　　 looked up, the neon plaque read the four characters ‘mechanical transplant’.

　　The three words "mechanical shift" are not bright, only the diode behind "zhi" is still working hard, so the word "zhi" becomes bright and dark.

　　 Mike didn't bother to think about whether this was because of insufficient power supply or because of aging wiring.

　　 He knocked on the door symbolically, then pushed in.

　　 The house was full of various rotten smells. As far as Mike's eyes could be, there were discarded human organs and rusty iron mechanical parts everywhere.

　　 This is like a garbage dump.

　　 At a table in the middle of the garbage dump, he saw a skinny old man in a white coat.

　　 The old man was concentrating on writing and drawing. In the scratch paper on the table, Mike saw countless design concept sketches about human anatomy.

　　 Mike didn't dare to bother too much, so he could only stand by and wait for him to finish.

During the 　　, Mike caught a glimpse of the water glass that the old man put aside, and licked his lips instinctively.

　　 He hurried all the way to this point, and his mouth was a little dry.

　　 It's just that after looking into the glass of water, he suddenly nauseated.

　　 The bodies of various flies, mosquitoes and small insects are floating in the water cup.

　　 In the next instant, the old man's movements made his scalp numb.

　　 I only saw him gently holding up the water glass, without even looking at it, he raised his head and drank it.

　　 with the corpses of those flies and mosquitoes.

　　 "Oh..." Although it was impolite to gag in front of others, Mike almost couldn't help it.

　　 Fortunately, I tried my best to cover my mouth with my hand to suppress the thought of vomiting.

"Don't be nauseated, this glass of water is very fresh. I filled it three days ago. These are protein." Nick tilted his head up and smiled. His face was thin with almost no fat, and his thin cheekbones were exceptional when he smiled. Prominent, like a zombie in a horror movie.

　　 Mike dryly smiled, and respectfully said: "Dear Mr. Nick, I would like to ask you to replace me with a prosthetic leg. Here is three thousand world currency. I will transfer it to you now."

　　 He pressed the bump on his wrist, and a series of data penetrated into Nick's wrist.

　　Although the environment of this machine transplant shop looks terrible, it wins because of its cheap price.

　　In the market, a formal mechanical transplant shop, even the simplest finger prosthesis, requires at least five-figure world currency.

　　 Even in an illegal transplant shop, he needs to replace a whole mechanical spine with a condition like his, at least eight thousand.

　　 And here, in Old Nick's private clinic.

　　 only needs three thousand.

　　 Excluding the most basic food and housing expenses, he only needs to save for half a year.

　　 Mike doesn't know how long his spine can withstand, but he can only do this now, and his spine will wear out.

　　 But Mike knew that he must not save enough money to go to a regular transplant shop to replace a mechanical spine.

　　 He will not live that day.

"Old Nick always collects money to do things. Old Nick pays the most attention to integrity. Just leave it to Old Nick to do it." Nick slowly raised the table to his feet, his thin body like a bamboo pole, always looking like he would fall down at any time. .

　　 If it's not that he really doesn't want to step into the rotten human organs, Mike would really like to go up and help him.

"Come on, lie on this chair... Don't worry, this chair is the cleanest equipment in the store. Old Nick will consider the situation of bacterial infections, so when performing prosthetic surgery on patients, Old Nick will clean it up. ."

　　 Mike followed Nick's fingers and looked at a recliner.

　　 Indeed, although it is old, it looks clean.

　　 Mike lay on his back.

　　 "Lie down straight," Nick said.

　　 Mike endured the piercing pain caused by the tightness of the spine, gritted his teeth to straighten his back.

　　 Nick pressed the button of the recliner.

　　 Several mechanical arms were lowered and pressed tightly on Mike's limbs.

　　 The current Mike is the fish on the chopping board, and he is slaughtered.

　　 The eyes can't see the situation behind, but I can hear Nick rustling through the ears looking for the surgical instruments, and the sound of metal collision is heard.

　　 Just listening to this voice is really frightening.

　　 here, just the two of them.

　　 If Old Nick had a little crooked mind, Mike would have almost no resistance to resist with his current posture fixed by the robotic arm.

　　 However, everything is dead, it's just a matter of time.

　　 The spine cannot be replaced today. Sooner or later, he will die suddenly at the pier of the port.

　　 Mike chose to take a gamble.

"Did you know, boy, I was doing this ten years ago. It will be the steam age. I will be loyal to the former Saint Margaret, Lord Victor." Old Nick took it with him and it was pretty clean. On one side of his glove, he flicked the syringe.

　　 It seemed that no one had spoken to him for a long time, and Old Nick seemed to be chattering endlessly.

　　 "I dare to bet you, I was definitely the first person in the world to develop a combination of human biology and machinery at that time."

　　 "Even the so-called holy master you are now lags behind me in the technology of biological transformation in that era."

　　 "It's just that something happened later..." Old Nick pushed the syringe gently and squeezed out a bit of hemp liquid to ensure that the syringe was in a vacuum state so that air would not be injected into the veins of the body.

　　 If air enters the vein by mistake, it will cause air clots, block blood circulation, and cause death in a short time.

　　 Old Nick continued to talk~www.readwn.com~ Mike chose to ignore his thoughts and simply closed his eyes.

　　 Now everyone wants to have some relationship with the Holy Lord, as if in that era, as long as they had a relationship with the Holy Lord, it was the supreme glory.

　　 But the Holy Lord has been dead for ten years.

　　 "Did you know, at the time I..." Old Nick was about to give Mike an anesthetic, but the voice hadn't stopped.

　　 At this time, a black muzzle protruded along the door hole.

"boom!!!"

　　 The deafening sound of an old-fashioned shotgun sounded.

　　 Old Nick's head instantly shattered into rotten watermelon.

　　His arm was still in the position of preparing to inject the anesthetic, and he fell slowly.

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　　 I skipped the electrical age and the information age. Although these two ages have the greatest impact on our human beings, they are also the most familiar ages of our generation.

　　Because you have seen a lot of people, there is actually nothing to write about, such as cars, airplanes, ships, and computers. High-rise buildings, these things are nothing new, and I am boring to write them, so I simply skipped them.

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