Puppeteer of the Wasteland World 10

The top management of the base did not force Liu San to do anything, and said that it was okay if Liu San didn't want to speak, and the conditions they had just proposed would not change.

Liu San actually has a good impression of this base.

Other large bases have always looked down on the lower class, especially some vulnerable groups. If you want to become a resident of the base, you need to hand over a lot of resources, and the monthly rent is also a high figure.

For those who are still struggling to survive, this is undoubtedly an astronomical figure. However, this base is different. The rent in the downtown area is cheap, allowing people who are struggling to make ends meet to find a place to stay.

As long as you stay where others allow you to be.

This is also the reason why, despite the remote location of this base, many people are still willing to stay here. Large bases cannot survive, and small trading areas are unsafe.

Liu San was in even greater trouble.

Without Mr. Ding's permission, he would not disclose Mr. Ding's affairs casually, but the fact that he inexplicably obtained an artificial eye could certainly not be hidden from some people who specialize in digging out various information, and this matter might not be kept secret for long.

Liu San planned to tell Mr. Ding about this after he returned.

The top management of the base did not mention the matter again, but gave the mission rewards and extra goodies to Liu San. Before Liu San left, hesitantly asked if he could exchange the resources for a piece of the trunk of an alien tree.

He thought that Mr. Ding might need it.

The senior executive smiled and said, "Just take any piece with you."

Liu San thanked him repeatedly and dragged the alien tree trunk, which was only one meter high but extremely heavy, back to the downtown area. The familiar streets made him relax unconsciously and his steps became more and more impatient.

Everyone around knew that Liu San had gone on a mission with the base, and that it was those people who dealt with the third-level alien. They all congratulated him on making a lot of money on this trip, and also vaguely inquired about the situation of the alien tree.

Liu San would politely respond to those who genuinely congratulated him, but he would scold those who had bad intentions and were obviously coveting his things.

The murderous aura on his body scared these people so much that they gave up all their thoughts.

Liu San first returned home and sorted his things simply, leaving only the rent for the past few months and the necessities of life. The rest of the bags and packages, including the three second-level alien cores given to him by the base and a dozen zero-level alien cores, were all intended to be given to Mr. Ding.

There is also this piece of frozen pork ribs, which are said to be from pigs raised in a large base. The meat is delicious with only a small amount of pollution. It is said to taste as good as pork before the end of the world.

It would be a waste if he ate it all, so let’s send it all to Mr. Ding.

Ping An was the first to learn that Liu San's team had returned from their mission. He immediately ran back to tell Mr. Ding about it, and gestured to the tree trunks pulled back by several trucks: "It's really, really big."

Luo Chen looked at Ping An's rare childish side with a hint of a smile on his face: "Is that so?"

Ping An nodded happily.

In this way, Liu San will bring back a lot of things for Mr. Ding.

Luo Chen seemed to understand something and said to Ping An, "Go open the door, there are guests coming."

Ping An nodded obediently.

Liu San outside the door was just about to knock on the door when the tightly closed door suddenly opened, revealing a familiar face. The other party showed a rare expression of surprise, and Liu San also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past, he might not care about a child's attitude towards him, but now it is different. How powerful and terrifying must Mr. Ding be to be able to create a puppet that can easily kill a third-level alien.

The little boy who follows Mr. Ding and looks like a little assistant is also someone he must pay attention to.

Ping An opened the door and said, "Come in."

Liu San thanked him and carried the bags into the house. On the stove sat a small milk pot with bubbling porridge in it, with some minced meat added to it.

It smells nice.

Liu San had already eaten at the base banquet before returning, and even brought back untouched braised meat. He quickly took out the little doll from his backpack and said, "Mr. Ding, I'll return this to you. I'll try my best to save money to repay the expenses this time."

Although he has many minor flaws, he knows clearly what he can take and what he cannot take, such as this artificial eye. If he works hard to save money, he can pay off the money in five years at most.

But this little doll is different.

You know, even this base can't deal with the third-level alien species, but this little puppet can easily kill the alien species. How terrifying is its true strength?

Even if he worked hard to earn money for his entire life, he still couldn't afford such a powerful weapon, not to mention that the little doll could be completely self-sufficient and could save more money in five years than he could earn in several lifetimes.

In addition, Mr. Ding said last time that this little doll can only be used once. He thought about it carefully on the way back and finally came to his senses.

Luo Chen's expression remained unchanged. "No need. The expenses have already been paid."

When Liu San realized belatedly that the expense was worth this third-level alien core, his face suddenly became more ashamed and grateful.

After all, this alien core originally belonged to Mr. Ding, but if Mr. Ding hadn't helped, all of them would have died there. This money can't be counted as part of this third-level alien core, right?

He quickly placed the doll and its alien core on the table, and told him that the authorities wanted to hire him as an official psychic, and that in order to thank the doll for its help, the authorities had specially granted him a lot of rewards.

He felt particularly guilty about it.

Finally, Liu Sancai brought up the real business: "The people at the base guessed that my artificial eye was related to the doll. I didn't mention you to them, but many people have seen me coming to your place recently."

A clever person might guess...

Liu San felt anxious and guilty.

Luo Chen looked calm, "I'm just doing business, it doesn't matter if others find out."

Liu San was stunned. "Do you also sell the Eye of Truth and puppets?"

Luo Chen: "Dolls are not for sale, but things like prosthetic eyes, prosthetic limbs, and non-human doll prosthetic limbs that resemble animals can be customized."

Liu San felt awe-inspiring, yet also faintly excited. He asked cautiously, "I have a friend who can also make prosthetic limbs with special abilities like this? How much would that cost?"

Luo Chen said: "I accept orders as fate would have it, otherwise I won't accept them no matter how much money you pay."

He made these things to allow the vulnerable groups who needed to change their fate to become part of protecting this base, rather than to help the evil.

Liu San was not disappointed when he heard this. Instead, he became excited: "I understand. Then I will bring him here tomorrow? Don't worry, even if it doesn't work out, it's okay. I will explain this to him in advance."

Luo Chen nodded and motioned for Liu San to take the remaining half of the things back. Liu San waved his hands repeatedly, "These are specially given to me by the base. I have already kept the portion that truly belongs to me."

Luo Chen didn't insist anymore.

Liu San said goodbye to Luo Chen and went straight to his friend's house.

His good friend Sun Tian is a very good person, reliable and responsible. Like him, he is an ordinary person with a wife and two children. However, he met with an accident in the first half of the year, which resulted in the amputation of both legs.

Sun Tian did not give up on himself. He still found ways to make money to support his children. His wife took on the burden of supporting the family. She went out to work before dawn and came back exhausted at night.

He would lend a hand from time to time.

When Liu San arrived at the place, he could see from afar Sun Tianzheng dragging a means of transportation made of wooden boards, chopping firewood and cooking, while the two children helped share some of the less heavy work.

Liu San felt sad and walked forward, "Old Sun, come on, let's go inside and tell you something."

Sun Tian was surprised for a moment, then smiled without any gloom or pain. He told the child to play here obediently and took the lead to enter the cramped but tidy room.

Liu San closed the door.

Seeing this, Sun Tian was even more confused: "Third brother, what are you doing?"

Liu San didn't answer the other party, but said: "Have you heard about the team dragging a level 3 alien tree today?"

He got straight to the point.

Sun Tian nodded.

Liu San opened his eyelids, which had been closed the whole time, revealing a prosthetic eye that looked no different from his real eye: "Look at this again."

Sun Tian was completely confused by Liu San's incoherent words, "Third brother, you..."

Before he could finish his words, Liu San interrupted him in a heavy voice, "This artificial eye can see through the illusions of aliens. I have the ability that only people with special abilities have, and you... can also have the opportunity to change your destiny."

The other party was silent for several seconds, "Brother Liu, are you... okay?"

Liu San, who was mistakenly believed to be mentally disturbed due to excessive pollution, immediately reached into his pocket and showed several gleaming zero-level alien cores: "In my past, could I have possessed so many alien cores?"

The other party shook his head honestly, secretly believing it in his heart.

But this is too unbelievable. How can a prosthetic eye be so powerful that it can allow an ordinary person to have such ability?

Liu San quickly recounted his recent events in detail, and finally solemnly told the other party: "Boss Ding agreed to let me take you there, but remember, if Boss Ding doesn't agree, you must not have any bad feelings."

The other party was stunned, suppressing his surging emotions with all his might. He said with great seriousness and gratitude, "Third brother, I understand. You're already doing me a favor by letting me go second. Whether it succeeds or not depends on fate."

Liu San said nothing. "I should be leaving now. You should get some rest tonight and try to look neat and tidy. Maybe Boss Ding will be interested and take the order."

Sun Tian nodded.

At night, Sun Tian watched his wife dragging her tired body back, and quickly poured her a cup of hot water, but he didn't say the words that were on his lips.

He was afraid that this matter would not succeed and his wife would be happy for nothing.

The other side.

Luo Chen was carefully looking at the third-level alien core. He could clearly feel the power inside, which was more violent and dangerous.

His expression grew slightly serious.

Wan Kong Jing said, "Master, could it be that this world has been targeted by evil demons again?"

The demons have different abilities, but the only similarity is that they love to target human weaknesses to increase their own power, just like the contaminating power in this alien core, which is extremely contagious.

If humans use the power of infection to fight alien species, it will only cause the infection to continue endlessly and there will be no way to completely eradicate it.

Luo Chen looked serious, "Take it slow. Once more people have prosthetic limbs installed, there will be a day when the alien species will be eradicated."

As for the evil demons hiding in the dark, they will surely jump out.

When that time comes, it will be the death of the evil demon.

Ahh ...