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Avoid hastily and excitedly resetting the instructions.
[Successfully entered K Nest.]
"You and Lead Grey Melody both come from Lane 23, so you should still be able to contact each other. I will try to suppress the Ring Finger's actions against you, but if you can't handle this within a week, then I don't need to say more about the consequences."
"Although I also really like Lead Grey, I'm not a die-hard fan. I only pay attention to the works of artists."
"And another thing is that I really hate threatening people, like with things like orphanages. Can't you just dedicate yourselves to art? You're just ignorant fools!"
Keke looked at Du Jue, who was excited about receiving a package of current situation preservation boxes, with some disdain, turned around and left, too lazy to waste words with him.
Du Jue, who had just put away his backpack, finally realized that this guy thought he was a fellow villager who knew Lead Gray Symphony, and even thought that he had asked Lead Gray Symphony to kill Master Wim.
However, the orphanage that Kekeqi mentioned still made Dujue's heart sink. He didn't expect Huanzhi to talk about any chivalrous code of honor, or that such a code simply didn't exist in the city.
Unfortunately, the other side was already prepared, and taking forceful action would only make things more complicated.
"Hey, how many girlfriends do you have?"
Du Jue was a little dazed when he turned around and saw Ai coming out from behind. He didn't say anything and prepared to go back to rest. Tomorrow he was going to K Nest, which was going to be a tough battle.
He spoke again just to avoid missing out on the opportunity.
"Do you think I'm too low-class and you can't be bothered with me?"
"No, it's just that I've been quite busy lately."
"I'm not kidding you. Excuse me. That's how gangs are. Even if you join early, they'll kick you out if they think you're not strong enough."
“If I thought that way, I wouldn’t care about those orphans. You know that’s not what I meant.”
"So where are you going tomorrow?"
"Uh."
He's going to cause a ruckus at K Nest, which will provoke the executives of World Wings. It could very well be the second "Wailing Incident," and he definitely won't be able to bring his own people along.
Let alone going, it's best if no one knows.
The circular mark on the face remained unchanged, so Du Jue couldn't see any change in the other person's expression at all, which made it somewhat understand why some urbanites dislike prosthetics.
“I know you’re busy, and I’m not trying to be unreasonable. I just want to know if I have the right to do so.”
"Of course."
"I've transferred the money to you."
"what money?"
"The money for this prosthetic body."
Ai simply lowered her head and left, only to be pulled back by Du Jue.
“I have reached a settlement agreement with the Global Fellowship and need to go to the K Nest. They only gave me a visa, so I can’t take you there.”
"That's good."
"Um, I mean I can't take you there."
"It's okay, it's good that you told me."
90
Chapter 90 Christmas Eve.
K Nest Entry Point.
"Listen carefully, tourist visas do not include weapons permits. You cannot bring any workshop weapons except for the prosthetic body you are wearing."
"If you need a weapons license, please apply for a proxy visa."
At the visa processing window on the side of the station, the clerical staff read through the visa instructions in a serious and concise manner, while Du Jue helplessly helped Olga, who was reeking of alcohol.
"Sorry, I had a bit too much to drink yesterday while discussing business, but it's nothing serious!"
What else could Du Jue say? After all, the person had come in person to help him with his business, so he quickly and carefully asked her to sit down in the waiting area to rest for a while before cooperating with her to fill out her personal information at the window.
"By the way, if I shop inside the nest, can I bring the items out with me?"
"Please keep the invoice for paying transit taxes."
Hey!
Even though the back alley and the nest are separated by only one wall, they've even brought up tariffs.
After waiting a while, Du Jue finally obtained his identity document, hailed a taxi to drop Olga off, and then prepared to enter the country.
The spacious station was divided into different areas, with the largest area crowded with residents from back alleys of all shapes and sizes. The line moved forward only a little bit after a long time, like a caterpillar.
The procession for those leaving the area is much more normal; they only need to undergo a full-body scan of themselves and their luggage before being allowed to pass.
Du Jue touched the workshop-made binding wires on his body and the numerous hidden weapons entangled within them, feeling a bit of a headache. He couldn't very well go in and waste money again; that would just be him becoming K Nest's money-giving boy.
Moreover, the site can even detect dimensional gloves, so wouldn't he have to take off most of his equipment once he goes in?
Wait a minute, their equipment doesn't seem to be very effective against distortion.
Before L Company launched the Seed of Light, the distortion phenomenon in the city was so rare that only a small number of people knew about it, and no one would spend extra money to install detection devices.
"Stop, look up, and please go around in circles."
Throw the backpack containing the current status preservation box onto the conveyor belt and avoid immediately going forward for inspection.
The staff skillfully scanned his body twice with a blue-glowing, rod-shaped device, and then the device beeped an alarm.
Please show me your items.
Faced with the staff's businesslike tone, Du Jue pulled out a whole bunch of his belongings and put them on the table, which made the person finishing up behind him raise an eyebrow.
"This is the first time I've ever seen someone use a hidden weapon. What are you trying to do? You wouldn't happen to be an assassination follower directly under the Four Associations, would you? They don't use things like this."
"Carrying all this equipment, did you just finish a job?"
Du Jue turned around and saw a woman looking at the props on the table with curiosity. She had short dark green hair, one hand in her coat pocket and the other holding the shoulder strap of the violin case behind her, looking very easygoing.
"Indeed, I'm too lazy to take them off after finishing the job, so I just keep wearing them. I'm Wen Da from the Molar Dental Clinic."
"Dawn Agency, Yuna."
“I heard about you when I was delivering the commission here. I heard that you were the one who did Harold Testing. You really didn’t get in through connections. You look quite young.”
"Of course I didn't get in through connections; I got all of this through my own hard work."
"Really? It seems I'm only a fourth-tier finisher, which is rather lazy. I heard you're a lone wolf finisher, which must be very tough."
Du Jue quickly turned back and, as expected, found that the staff had only taken away the workshop's hidden weapons and the dimensional gloves containing the Crusher and Spiral Gun.
Is it because the materials used in the workshop can be accurately tested?
Of course, it's also possible that the staff felt that brass knuckles and boning knives were not considered controlled weapons.
"Do you need temporary storage service? Or would you like someone to take these workshop weapons away?"
Du Jue immediately shook his head and packed up his belongings to take away. While waiting, he watched as Yuna showed her visa and was immediately let go, and couldn't help but marvel at the special service he received at the high-level agency.
Even more outrageous was a group of guys dressed in medieval armor, carrying large nails and sledgehammers, who simply said a word to the inspectors next to them and were allowed to pass.
The class distinctions in the city are so stark.
After reminding Du Jue to be careful with his ring finger, he finally entered the nest with great interest. The people here were in much better spirits than those in the back alley; at least they weren't all filled with worry and trouble.
Du Jue was in a hurry to replenish his workshop's hidden weapons, otherwise he would really feel a bit uncomfortable without the boost of invincible resilience, and besides, he couldn't do without its help in battle.
"Hidden weapons, you mean the kind with crossbows?"
"Um, no need for that, something simple will do."
"I think you're here to cause trouble. You expect me to build this kind of thing for you? Get lost!"
Du Jue, who was kicked out of the shop, was stunned. He never expected to encounter such difficulties. Because his needs were too basic, no one wanted to make him a hidden weapon. This was simply going against the natural order.
Unconvinced, he went to another workshop.
"Heh, you've come here just to make fun of me, haven't you? If you cancel an order for this, you won't be able to sell it at all, not to mention that making this kind of ridiculous thing is just ruining our workshop's reputation."
"Damn! Money earned can be categorized into high-level and low-level?"
"Here's what we'll do: you go find a factory and have them make toys for you using some sheet metal, but don't let it interfere with my entertaining guests."
This place is really different from the back alley; I can't even find a place to buy hidden weapons here!
[Successfully acquired the hidden weapon.]
Du Jue refused to believe it; such a large establishment couldn't possibly lack people who wanted to make money. However, after walking for almost an hour, he still hadn't found a shop willing to close a deal.
When the bandages on his face were soaked with sweat, Du Jue looked blankly at the bustling street, feeling somewhat helpless, and was even mistaken for a country bumpkin from the back alley.
"Hey, Wen Duo, what's the rush here while you're on vacation?"
As Yuna sipped her milk tea, she looked at Du Jue standing in the middle of the road with surprise. She was quite interested in getting to know this rising star of a wrap-up person.
After all, a young man like Wen Duo is clearly capable of becoming a fourth-tier finisher, which means he can be considered a strong finisher. Even the agency within the nest would formally extend a cooperation invitation.
"Senior Yuna, I'd like to ask if K Nest has any workshops that can craft hidden weapons, like throwing knives."
"This thing doesn't require much technology and doesn't have much added value. Even slightly advanced workshops are unwilling to do it. Although there is some profit to be made, the same special alloy would be much more profitable to make custom weapons."
So that's how it is. Creating a workshop is not as simple as you might imagine.
"Ahem, I just like collecting this type of thing, it's kind of a little quirk."
“Then you have to go to a more remote area, where there are many unregistered artisans, the kind of family workshops that specialize in providing services to the street or nearby companies, and they might be willing to accept such requests.”
"Senior Yuna, are you still thirsty? Let me treat you to another cup."
Du Jue hurriedly placed an order at the milk tea shop next door, buying only the expensive ones and not the good ones. He then turned around and handed the tea to Yuna, who was smiling, and she accepted it without hesitation.
“You’re much smarter than the younger guys in our firm. All Philip knows is how to make that Shuanghe tea. I remember there’s a Kafka town here. It’s famous for prosthetics. There must be plenty of family workshops there.”
"Wait a moment, I'll send you the location."
"But tonight is Christmas Eve. Would you be interested in going to check out the flower market next door? Anyway, there's no rush to buy these things."
These words made Du Jue agree after a moment's hesitation, which could also be considered as making Yuna the witness for Wen Duo's trip as the person in charge of closing the trip.
Besides, crafting hidden weapons takes time. It's not too late to look for Tail Spot's trail tomorrow. By then, there won't be anyone left to deal with Wen Duo's mess.
We need to get to Kafka town now.
91
Chapter 91 The Hammer.
Contrary to the stereotype that the city should be a neon-lit metropolis full of steel and concrete, I didn't expect there to be some places similar to urban villages.
The Kafka town in front of me is a cozy European-style town. The old antenna poles are full of messy wires, which makes it look like a contradictory yet harmonious beauty.
After walking through the forest dirt road, we arrived at the entrance of the town and saw a huge exhibition board in front of us, which listed the business and contact information of many prosthetic workshops or companies.
It's no exaggeration to say that this place is practically a holy site for prosthetic bodies.
The atmosphere of cybernetic technology on the street was very strong, which also invigorated Du Jue, who was a real master of cybernetic modification!
"Hey buddy, are there any workshops around here that take on private orders? I need to customize some hidden weapons to make toys."
"Are you alright? You came to our town not to buy a prosthetic body but to make hidden weapons. But this kind of work is interesting to play with. Go ask Hans."
Following the townspeople's directions, Du Jue arrived at the town's central square and met Hans, who was setting up a stall to sell his wares.
"Hurry up and hire me! I'm an expert at handcrafting all kinds of prosthetic parts, and I don't need to rest even on Christmas Eve!"
Holy crap, you dog!
"Come on, Hans, you're still a student. Who would trust you to do the work? If those high-end parts break, you'll have to pay for them."
"Haha, what brings you out here to work and study?"
"I've officially joined the workshop; I'm no longer a student!"
"Yes, everyone in town knows that they've joined their own workshop."
Hans, with his short hair standing on end, immediately began to defend himself, clearly indignant.
"I have a small job making hidden weapons, would you like to take it?"