mousepad-d2 Chapter 124 What a coincidence, you're here for modifications too?
Chapter 124 What a coincidence, you're here for modifications too?
Chapter 124 What a coincidence, you're here for modifications too?
Next up are some wildly imaginative gadgets such as [Water Rocket Propulsion (Boiler Version)], [Low-Spec 3D Mobility System], and [Fully Automated Human-Powered Vehicle].
The four Aura sisters were like country bumpkins visiting a grand garden, constantly marveling at Akasha's magical technology.
Fang Qi was too lazy to explain that these were things he had already played with in terms of terms, and that they actually belonged to Treasure Chest Technology.
After showing the nominal boss around and letting them have free time, Fang Qi went to the very center of the shop.
This is the first thing you see when you enter; it's in the most prominent position, so of course I have to be the one to take charge.
We are open for business!
Motorcyclists had already crowded in front of the motorcycle shop. The moment the door opened, they lifted their front wheels and squeezed through the crowd.
"Give me two rocket boosters!" Motorcyclists immediately took a liking to this thing after it was advertised a few days ago.
Motorcycles don't actually burn gasoline; they burn a magic strip, which is a good opportunity to replace the exhaust pipe!
He needs one on each side; he needs something that is high-performing, plentiful, and lightweight.
Upon hearing this, Aura realized it was a great start, a big order, and quickly went to greet her: "Would you like to install it yourself or hire a professional installer? A professional installer can add an extra random keyword, would you like that?"
The motorcyclist saw that Bass, dressed in a car mechanic uniform, was swinging a wrench very quickly, which seemed to make him look like a professional, and he became somewhat interested.
For professional matters, you should hire professional NPCs, not to mention there are additional keyword services.
"Then I'll leave it to you." He took out the gold coins he had earned from three days of manual labor, feeling a mix of pain and nervousness.
With an experienced craftsman on board, and this being his first order, he should be able to get a good keyword randomly, right?
In the past, the first person to try these new activities has usually become a huge success.
Little did she know that this was also Bass's first time doing this, and the way she swung the wrench was something Fang Qi had arranged for her to practice intensively over the past few days. Naturally, she was even more nervous than the motorcyclist.
However, Bass is a big guy and usually doesn't have much of an expression, which others see as a sign of reliability.
"Okay, let's go outside and load it." Bass kept Fang Qi's safety warning in mind, carefully picked up the rocket booster with both hands, and took the lead in walking out of the store.
The motorcyclist didn't think much of it and immediately followed, tentatively asking, "Master Ba, what kind of random entries can you get?"
Bass paused, somewhat bewildered. Oh no, he was too nervous. Why couldn't he remember what he had just memorized?
Seeing Bass's condition, Fang Qi knew that this family would fall apart sooner or later without him, and immediately prompted through the link: "Lightweight, economical, overload, fragile —"
Bass's expression shifted, and he quickly repeated it.
"Fragile?" The motorcyclist keenly caught the key word.
Bass went outside to the makeshift shed and saw the motorcyclist following him. He confirmed, "So, I'll put it on your bike?"
"Hmm," the motorcyclist hesitated, still pondering, "Is it me who's fragile, or this rocket? Is that a negative label?"
The durability of a motorcycle is also a crucial factor in a chase.
Bass ignored him, or rather, didn't know how to reply.
The more she said, the more mistakes she made, so she simply took out her tools and got to work, lifting the motorcyclist up in front of her with one hand and hanging him upside down on the rack.
This makes it easier to operate; not only will the rocket not vibrate, but you also won't have to bend over.
"Holy crap!" The motorcyclist was spinning around, his wheels were dangling in the air, and he was hanging upside down with negative status effects above his head. He couldn't move and no longer cared about worrying about the negative status effects.
Clang, clang, clang.
The motorcyclist felt someone attacking his rear wheel. Although he wasn't in combat mode, his health was dropping. "I can't breathe!" he cried out, feeling dizzy. The front and rear wheels spun wildly in the air.
"It's normal to feel dizzy. Just hang in there, it'll be over soon." Bass remained unmoved.
The eldest sister said that the service must be top-notch, and the materials used in the installation must not be skimped on.
Five minutes later, Bass carefully tightened the last screw, finally securing the rocket booster in place.
Just as she was about to finish, she suddenly remembered the last step Fang Qi had instructed her on: assigning entries.
If I remember correctly, you should first take the vehicle to a place where Fang Qi can see it, and then silently say "Congratulations to the treasure chest merchant on your fortune" in your heart.
There were too many people here, and I couldn't see the store at all, which was obviously not suitable. After thinking for a moment, Bass picked up his sales representative and walked into the store.
The motorcyclist, who was relying on a blood vial to stay alive and looked utterly hopeless, was suddenly lifted up and looked completely bewildered.
Even more coincidentally, he saw an old acquaintance, and they even brushed past each other, one upright and the other upside down.
I recognized him by his eyes; he was someone who had betrayed the organization.
"You wheelchair-bound guy, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you've actually joined a four-wheeled cult!"
Indeed, at least the upper body used to look like a person, but now it's just a cube with wheels. If it weren't for the ID on it, he almost wouldn't have recognized it.
"Haha, what a coincidence, you're here for modifications too." The wheelchair-bound man, knowing he was in the wrong, chuckled.
The two had previously criticized four-wheeled gamers together, sharing a common hatred, but now he has betrayed them.
But there's nothing I can do, the wheelchair's balance is just too poor!
After failing to advance, the wheelchair user reflected deeply on his experience and realized that the problem wasn't his driving skills, but rather his poor handling and balance.
Two wheels are not as stable as four wheels!
He used his blue and green banknote abilities to buy materials and gold coins from a studio, finally achieving this look.
Don't let their simple appearance fool you; these wheelchair users have come prepared and are ready to expand their business!
He entered the store and shouted, "I want four all-terrain tires, a propeller, two water rockets, and a handmade mobility device!"
This is the ultimate suit he designed, which uses slime to launch, octopus to spray water, water rockets for propulsion, and a motor to control direction. It's simply perfect!
As for the cost—it's a bit expensive, but he's already started using Blue-Green software, so what's there to be afraid of?
I have to say, spending money on in-game purchases is so satisfying!
The racing experience here is realistic, and getting caught doesn't cost much money—it's much cheaper than in real life. Plus, you don't have to worry about the police station cutting off your power or being locked up in a dark room.
"A big client!" Aura exclaimed in surprise. "Wait a minute, Bass will be right over after he finishes typing the keywords."
This person did not require any explosive materials, and could complete the assembly indoors, assigning the entry on the spot.
Seeing that Bass had turned the motorcyclist around as if he were playing with a toy, he took out a hammer and hit the other man's head twice.
Fang Qi received the signal, randomly selected one from the dictionary, and sent it over.
There was no underhanded dealing this time, but the other party was surprisingly lucky and got the rare affix "Road Rage," which increases power by 50%, but at the cost of the engine temperature rising by 1 degree per second.
"My luck has suddenly turned around!" the motorcyclist exclaimed.
Everyone hurriedly tried to find out what was going on, but the motorcyclist remained silent.
Nonsense, would I just reveal my trump card like that? This is the key to my next star upgrade!
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