Chapter 72 Bionic Man and Mechanic

Rong Le returned to the studio. Because he had been out frequently during this period, he communicated more with the studio staff online. Nika would arrange the time for the bionic man who had been scheduled and wait for him to come back for repairs.

After returning to the studio, Rong Le took off her coat, washed her hands, and politely greeted the waiting android: "Sorry for the wait. Now it's time to start repairs."

It was still the same young man from last time, but this time his entire arm was pulled off and he had to come for a replacement.

Fortunately, he was noticed by the boss and did not have to pay for the repairs himself.

Rong Le pushed a shot of medicine in and said gently, "Not bad, it looks like you've finally become rich."

The young man smiled with a hint of pride: "Of course, it's also thanks to your good skills that the arm lasted for a long time and can be considered to have died of old age."

Rong Le's movements were very quick and the process of installing the new arm did not take too long and the operation was completed quickly.

"Okay, don't lift heavy objects and don't touch water, you know." Rong Le said casually while cleaning the tools.

The young man stretched his new arm and chuckled, "Don't worry, repairman. I'll spread the word about you and get everyone to come get their repairs done here."

It has to be said that bionic people have also made great efforts in gaining recognition.

Seeing that the operation was over, Nika came in to help clean up the maintenance table.

Apart from this guest, there is no other work in the studio today.

Rong Le leisurely made herself a cup of tea and took a sip while reading. After a while, Nika peeked in from outside.

Rong Le: "Come in, what do you want to say?"

Nika walked up to him. She always wore a maid outfit in the studio. She was exquisite and beautiful. In every way, she was no worse than the maid in Uriel's mansion.

"You haven't been back to the studio much lately, so I've been responsible for feeding the little animal at night. But I recently noticed that the little animal seems to be injured. He might be in trouble."

Nika said that when she was cleaning the nest during the day, she found scattered bloodstains and couldn't tell whether they were brought in by the small animals from outside or on her body.

However, according to her judgment, it is more likely that he was injured.

"So, maybe he needs medical help."

After Nika finished speaking about this matter, she pushed the matter back to Rong Le.

The treatment of small animals is indeed very important, but at present Rong Le and he only maintain an overnight feeding relationship. They rarely see each other and have not established a deeper connection, let alone catch the injured animals and treat them.

"Really... Is it really easy to get hurt if you keep it outside?" Rong Le sighed in distress and rubbed his forehead.

It seems that there is no way to boil the frog in warm water, so I have to catch the person and keep him under my nose.

Rong Le thought about it and already had a plan in mind.

In the evening, the studio was as quiet as usual. There were no lights on in the hall, and only the vague outlines of the furniture could be seen in the moonlight outside the window.

The window that had become someone's exclusive use was opened again, and a figure came in.

Although he had the key, he was more accustomed to climbing through the window, as if this could make him realize that he did not belong to this studio.

However, this time his movements were a little slow, as if the wound was affecting his nerves. The little animal tiredly and skillfully moved towards his soft nest, which seemed to be the only warmth he was attached to.

This is his little nest, full of warmth and security. Even though he knows that this is something given to him by the owner of this place, he has already regarded it as his own.

Perhaps even the funny wild dog would be greedy for stolen warmth.

While mocking himself in this way, the little animal had already found his nest. However, perhaps due to the dulled perception caused by the wound, the next moment his wrist was grabbed by a warm hand.

The lights in the room suddenly came on.

"I caught him."

The young man looked at him and smiled.

His pupils shrank, and his whole body suddenly exploded as if he was under stress. He quickly retreated as if he couldn't stand the bright light, trying to hide in a safe place.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Rong Le stretched out her hand and controlled his restless body without giving him any chance to refuse.

With the help of the bright lights, the live broadcast room finally saw the appearance of the little animal clearly.

"Oh my god! It's actually him?!"

“Ahhhhhh it’s Tina!!”

"So we've met at this time? I'm so excited!"

"Little Tina! She looks so fierce and cute even though she's so tiny!"

“So cute, so cute!”

Little Tina, who kept struggling in Rong Le's arms, looked thin and small, only about eleven or twelve years old. However, considering the malnutrition caused by the living environment, her actual age might be even older.

Tina was trembling all over, and curled up as if the light could burn him. He was struggling violently at first, but after seeing Rong Le's clothes on her chest torn into a mess by him, he dared not move anymore.

I could only curl up into a ball and hug myself, waiting for the next punishment.

Rong Le took this opportunity to look him over.

Although he recognized that the small animal was most likely Tina, the footage captured by the night surveillance was distorted and blurry. In order to prevent the small animal from being irritated, he did not place the camera at a clearly close distance, so he never saw its full appearance.

Tina looked very thin at this time, and she had probably been malnourished all along.

In order to prevent him from being coveted in this area, Rong Le did not prepare good quality clothes for him.

In addition to his thin and worn clothes, there were also many wounds on his thin body. His face looked like he had been punched several times, and the corners of his mouth were bruised and swollen.

Rong Le looked the man up and down, and nodded with satisfaction after confirming that there were no other serious injuries. The injuries on his body could be healed with just a little rest, and he didn't need a professional doctor, he could handle it himself.

He said with some concern: "Why are you shaking? Is there some wound that is hidden somewhere?"

Even as he said this, he ruthlessly peeled off the small animal's thin defenses and forcibly checked the injuries in the hard-to-find places. The boy, whose abdomen was forced to be exposed, whimpered faintly.

"That's so mean! Little Tina clearly couldn't bear to hurt you, yet you still bullied him even more. You have a terrible conscience!"

"Don't let stray animals break into other people's homes, or they'll be caught and examined by a perverted doctor."

"How pitiful! I thought Tina would be very wary after being out there for so long, but I didn't expect her to attack Rong Le at all. She seems really well behaved."

The barrage of comments said.

After the examination, Rong Le finally let Tina go and said, "You are injured. If you continue like this, it will easily get infected. I will treat the wound for you. Don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he dragged the medical kit over from the side. However, while he was distracted, Tina suddenly broke free from his control and quickly hid in the farthest corner.

The boy's eyes were cold and stubborn, like a vigilant little beast. His gray-black pupils were fixed on Rong Le. His thin body curled up, tense as if he would suddenly fight back the next moment if hurt.

The black-haired, green-eyed young man chuckled softly.

Indoors, he was only wearing a shirt, and his long hair, tied up with a dark green silk ribbon, hung messily on his shoulders and in front of his body, contrasting with the white and straight shirt, bringing a sense of ease and oppression.

"Hasn't he been able to tame her after all these days...be good."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Tina who was hiding in the corner, and controlled him with one hand and leaned him against his arms.

Tina could see his sleeves half rolled up, revealing his slender and flexible forearm, right next to his mouth. He only needed to open his mouth and bite it to make blood gush out.

The young man next to me said it didn't hurt, while using his warm fingers to pry up his teeth, and then he pushed a small pressure plate into his mouth and used a flashlight to check if there was any damage inside his mouth.

Tina, who was forced to expose her soft mouth, didn't dare to move at all. She waited for him to finish the examination as if she was under a spell, and let him apply various disinfectant alcohols and potions on her face.

The comments were:

"Although I know it's an inspection, I still feel it's so astringent for some reason."

"Those who have wrong ideas should go to face the wall."

"I also want to be examined by Rong Le... Is this something I can say?"

After checking Tina over and over, disinfecting all the wounds on his body and bandaging them neatly, Rong Le packed up the medical kit and said to Tina:

"Stay here for the next two days. I'll have Nika clean up a room for you. You can leave after your injury heals."

He paused and said, "Of course, I don't mean to drive you away. You can stay here. You shouldn't be wandering around outside at your age. I won't restrict your personal freedom. You can come back anytime."

Tina stared at him blankly, the smell of disinfectant still lingering on her body.

This was the first time in his memory that someone had bandaged his wound so carefully, and it was also the first time that he slept in such a warm nest. He even had a cup of hot milk, which was given to him by Rong Le.

Why?

He was of no use to the repairman. He was weak and not as capable as the doll Rong Le had taken in. Staying here would only be a waste of food. There was no reason for him to stay here.

Or is it really like he said, just because he is a child?

He is such a pushover. If those homeless kids in the chaotic city knew about this, they would pounce on the repairman and suck him till there is nothing left.

Even the violent gangs and puppets roaming the city know that any child who can survive in this place is a monster.

Especially Tina, who is well-known for his cruelty. People like him will never have a bright future.

He knew that there was a price to pay for anything he wanted to obtain, and the more beautiful something seemed, the more expensive it would be.

What price does he have to pay for all the tenderness he enjoys now?

From the first time she stepped into this newly opened studio, Tina knew she was doing something very dangerous.

The repairman who could open a shop here must be no ordinary person, but he was being hunted at that time and had nowhere to go, so he had to take a risk and gamble.

Later, he was attracted by the sense of security here, and was tempted by the warm nest and hot milk, and fell into a terrible honey-like trap.

If I have to pay a price myself, then it is not unbearable for the sake of what he enjoys.

Tina thought calmly as she was led to a small room that had been temporarily cleaned up by a doll in a maid outfit from the studio.

…

Rong Le was in a good mood after successfully turning the little animal into a domesticated one. The next day, she continued to go to Uriel's mansion to treat Alice.

The puppet maids in the mansion were very interested in the little animal's story. When they learned that Rong Le had finally left the human in the studio, they cheered and were happy for him.

"Maintenance engineer, you are so kindhearted that you are willing to be so patient with the children in the chaotic city."

A maid with white hair and honey skin clasped her hands together and looked at him with admiration, saying so.

"It's not a big deal. It's more like I feel a little embarrassed by such praise."

Rong Le smiled softly and found that Alice also focused her attention on him.

"In the chaotic urban area, humans and bionic dolls coexist. Violent gangs control most of the order. Even the lowest class of people have a hard time making a living. But even so, everyone desperately wants to survive."

"In my opinion, there is no difference between puppets and humans."

The room suddenly became eerily quiet. The beautiful and soft maids stared at him thoughtfully, as if trying to see through his skin and discern his truest thoughts.

Rong Le seemed not to notice the sudden sense of oppression and continued to talk to Alice: "I heard that you and your lover didn't have any barriers because of your different status."

"But if a doll is properly maintained, not only will its appearance remain unchanged, but its lifespan will far exceed that of a human."

"This is destiny, but it all came early. However, your love will not disappear with the departure of one of you. That time is the most beautiful memory."

Alice's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, and her green eyes trembled as if she was struggling from the bottom of her heart.

Finally, she spoke softly: "Alice is lonely—"

Alice finally spoke, and her attention returned to reality from her own world. Rong Le smiled softly and said, "Alice said she was lonely, but I don't think so."

"After all, everyone in this mansion cares about you so much."

He said patiently, "You have a lot of things."

…

After learning that Alice had spoken, Uriel said with some relief, "I didn't expect you to be so capable. You grabbed a repairman from the street and it actually worked."

Rong Le smiled, and the butler coughed lightly twice behind Yuriel.

Uriel is young and seems to be very willful in his behavior. He has cat-like eyes similar to Rong Le, but his temperament is completely different. The boy with blond hair looks very flamboyant, as if he never knows how to restrain himself.

"I know, I know."

Uriel waved his hand impatiently. "Anyway, thank you for your contribution. I heard that the servants at home like you very much. Then you should continue to visit us two or three times a week."

"In addition to taking care of Alice, I'll also leave the maintenance of the other dolls in the house to you."

There was no substantial change in the work content, but the working hours were shortened, and Rong Le readily agreed.

At this time, voices and car sounds were heard outside, and the housekeeper went out to greet them.

Yuriel was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and Rong Le saw Xu Yuanhe getting out of the driver's seat of the truck wearing supermarket clothes.

It seems that Uriel has purchased a new doll.

The butler checked the goods and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he gave tips to Xu Yuanhe and others and instructed other servants to move the goods away.

The servants of the mansion whispered curiously:

"It's a new doll. Is there anything special about it?"

"There are a lot of new people in the house recently."

"If this continues, the room will be full. Do we have to move?"

"Okay, stop discussing and get to work."

Uriel put down his teacup and interrupted them.

The servants fell silent immediately. Even so, Rong Le discovered that beneath Uriel's irritable exterior, his heart was not simple.

Rong Le stood up and said goodbye to Yuriel, and left the mansion with the housekeeper's farewell. After walking a few hundred meters downhill, she met Xu Yuanhe who had left earlier at the corner.

This time, Xu Yuanhe was the only one delivering the goods. He parked the car in a secluded place and waited for Rong Le on the road she had to pass. When he saw Rong Le really appear in front of him, Xu Yuanhe immediately stood up straight and no longer leaned against the car.

"Mr. Rong Le, do you still remember me?"

Rong Le narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled: "Of course, we have been through so many things together, how could I forget?"

Rong Le's smile made Xu Yuanhe's scalp tingle, but now was not the time to be afraid: "Actually, I..."

Xu Yuanhe opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but his expression suddenly changed.

He couldn't say anything.

Xu Yuanhe tried several times on the spot, but failed to make a sound. He took out his mobile phone and tried to type, but all the characters were garbled. Even if he used a stone to write on the ground, it was all garbled characters.

Xu Yuanhe realized that this was the module's rule, no, or perhaps the live broadcast room's rule.

He couldn't tell Rong Le what happened in the live broadcast room, and he couldn't tell her anything related to it.

Xu Yuanhe's forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat.

At this time, the number of people online in the live broadcast room was terrifying, measured in billions, including survivors from all over the world. Soon someone realized the truth.

"Sure enough... Rong Le couldn't know about the existence of the live broadcast room. Xu Yuanhe must have violated some rules."

"Rong Le was able to determine the existence of the player, and obviously he was also able to infer that there is a real world outside the module. Of course, this is based on the premise that he is not from this world, but he cannot know what is happening in the live broadcast room."

"That means we can't say hello to Rong Le. Too bad I even prepared a self-introduction."

Rong Le also noticed Xu Yuanhe's strange behavior. He rested his chin slightly, thinking: "Is that so? Is there something that I can't know?"

Sure enough, his existence is different from these players.

However, Rong Le could probably guess Xu Yuanhe's purpose. It was nothing more than his behavior attracting the attention of the real world. After all, he had completely completed the two modules, and the information was naturally leaked.

"Don't worry, I have no ill will towards the players. My goal is just to complete the mod, that's all."

Rong Le stared at Xu Yuanhe: "This is the second time I've met you in the module. This is probably not a coincidence. Your identity should be different from others. What is your purpose in coming to me?"

Xu Yuanhe: "My organization is very concerned about your behavior. You are very powerful. We hope to do what we can in exchange for your help."

Because overly exaggerated dialogues would ruin the role, he chose his words carefully, and Rong Le could understand what he meant.

Rong Le understood and said, "It is indeed too strict here for ordinary people. I understand the sincerity of the organization behind you. I can protect your safety, but you must also be at my service."

Xu Yuanhe finally felt relieved. "Although we lack strength, we have a large number of people, many of whom are talented and willing to serve you."

Rong Le looked at him with a smile: "Really? It seems that the organization behind you really has a deep understanding of me and knows what I need now."

Xu Yuanhe's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect Rong Le to be so perceptive.

Before he entered the module, the special response department had already analyzed Rong Le's possible actions after the faction system was activated. What the collection hall most urgently needed at the moment was talent. As long as there were people, he could create the most terrifying organization.

They also coveted those spells. If they learned them, they would definitely be able to reduce the death rate of the pioneers.

Xu Yuanhe's identity this time is an ordinary young man who yearns for mysticism. By chance, he has a certain spiritual intuition and can distinguish danger.

When he first entered the City of Misty, he chose the survival mission with the lowest difficulty, and his ability to acquire talent and skills depended entirely on his luck.

Xu Yuanhe chuckled, but Rong Le didn't intend to let him go: "I have one more condition. You must trust me and not doubt me no matter what I do."

"Don't worry, we will never question your decision." Xu Yuanhe said without hesitation.

He reacted after he finished speaking, and was stunned for a moment, his eyes slowly meeting Rong Le's.

Rong Le smiled: "It seems that you really know a lot."

In the Polish special module, he once looked for Xu Yuanhe after retrospection.

At that time, Xu Yuanhe didn't notice anything wrong with the time and space reversal, but his attitude now seemed as if he knew Rong Le's innate skills.

Xu Yuanhe realized that if he continued to talk to Rong Le, he would be completely exposed, and his acting skills were decreasing rapidly, as if to warn him that he had made a move that was testing the edge of danger.

Seeing that he had a bitter face and didn't dare to say anything, Rong Le kindly let him go.

He handed a folded piece of paper to Xu Yuanhe with a friendly smile on his face: "If you need anything, you can call this number and he will arrange it for you."

It was obvious that he had prepared it long ago.

Xu Yuanhe understood that the number was most likely from Yan Liu in the Qiuhai Private High School module, who was also Rong Le's most loyal follower and right-hand man.

The special response department that obtains the contact information is equivalent to occupying the channels for all players in the real world to obtain protection and cooperation from the large organization of the Collection.

Even if Rong Le had ulterior motives towards them, they still made a profit.

As long as they don't get close to Rong Le to make themselves familiar with her, Rong Le will most likely not pay attention to these players. Xu Yuanhe was very excited.

——He has made a great contribution!

In the real world.

Lin Qing, who received the emergency notice when Xu Yuanhe and Rong Le were in contact, couldn't help but pat the armrest of the chair: "As expected of Old Xu, he completed the most difficult task!"

He glanced at the phone on the table and realized that in a few minutes, his phone would be bombarded with calls from all walks of life.

However, Linqing was not even afraid of the massive amount of work that was coming.

He drank the coffee in the cup in one gulp, rubbed his sunken eye sockets, and began to prepare for the various questions that were about to come.

The pioneers are fighting in the module, and he, as a logistics support, must also protect their homes in the rear.

No one can prevent them from living a peaceful life, nor can anyone make them give up their lost homeland.