Mechanical Alchemist

　　　　 When Su Lun came out of "A Kun’s Soup Room", it was already late at night.

　　On the side of the street, he saw Kay who was refreshed.

　　 This guy didn't know where he went since he entered the door. He probably sneaked into another bath to enjoy the fun of bathing. He watched Su Lun come out, started the locomotive, and asked with a smile, "Brother, how is it, the soup room here is not bad?"

　　 Seeing his winking look, Su Lun also guessed that this guy was not really curious about the honorable service he had enjoyed, but wanted to ask about his embarrassment.

　　 After all, the last time he came, he was molested by those capable men and women. The eyes of those old ladies were too vicious and their words were horrible...So far, he has been left with a psychological shadow.

　　 Su Lun guessed what Kaye was thinking, smiled, and didn't explain much: "Not bad."

When 　　 was speaking, a beautiful picture flashed in his mind.

　　 Hmm... the young gambling addict is indeed in good shape.

　　 Although Chinjo doesn’t have much to say about the familiar gangs, and everyone talks about it when communicating, but apart from being a little gambler, I really haven’t heard of this gangster’s messy private life.

　　Su Lun felt that she seemed to have no interest in men at all.

　　 "Oh~"

　　Kay thought that Suren could not tell her embarrassment, and smiled "I understand".

　　 The two rode on the scooter and returned to Green Street.

　　...

　　 It was not too late to go back. Su Lun went to the gambling stall to catch up with the final professional gladiatorial match, and harvested some soul fragments.

　　 The night is not wasted.

　　 Then he went to the "Three Musketeers Tavern", and when asked, he got a message from the pharmacy stall owner.

　　 "At twelve o'clock tomorrow noon, the warehouse in the backstreet of Ginkgo Street."

　　 The address and time of the meeting were left on the memo. Su Lun looked at it and thought: "I only paid the deposit in the afternoon, and I agreed to meet tomorrow morning. It should be a real shortage of money."

　　 Looking at Ginkgo Street again, Su Lun also guessed that the mysterious stall owner might be active nearby. After all, such secret transactions are generally not carried out in unfamiliar territories. I chose to pay the deposit on Ginkgo Street before, and now I chose to meet there again, thinking that the other party is familiar with the environment there.

　　 Su Lun didn't think much, anyway, it was the site of the Cross Society, and many small underground forces were more or less connected. That mysterious stall owner might really have something to do with Cross.

　　 It was already early in the morning when he left the tavern, Su Lun went to the hotel to meditate and rest, replenishing his energy.

　　 But before noon, news came from the real estate agent, saying that a suitable property had been found.

　　 big enough, cheap enough, quiet enough...

　　 Thinking that it would not affect the noon transaction, Su Lun simply didn't take a break and took the time to go to the intermediary office.

　　He has had enough of the poor accommodation environment of cheap hotels.

　　 He wants to find a suitable residence, preferably spacious enough, with a shooting range, where he can practice marksmanship, alchemy and crafting puppets.

　　......

　　Su Lun did not expect that the place where the real estate agent asked him to meet was also Ginkgo Avenue.

　　Open lots of dense casinos, usually not too remote. Ginkgo Street, not far from Green Street, belongs to the "middle production area" of the outer city.

　　 There are relatively complete social supporting resources here, and many people from outside cities with stable jobs live in this neighborhood.

"There used to be a banker in the inner city who planned to choose the address of the bank, and the underground also planned to build a vault... Later, it was because the ground was dug too deep, probably because the veins of the ground were dug, a thick darkness came out. Spiritual power. Ordinary people can't live in it, and the bank plan has been stranded, so the house is vacant..."

"I heard that you are going to be an advanced professional, and plan to find a place with a strong dark aura. I think there is no better place than my property. The underground vault is spacious enough, and the sound insulation effect is excellent, and it can even be used. Come here as a shooting range. You contact marksmanship in the middle of the night, and probably no one will complain about you harassing the people..."

　　 "Furthermore, a single-family house with a two-story building and a basement can be rented for two thousand liso. I dare to say that there is nothing cheaper in Old Lingdon at this price."

　　"..."

　　The landlord is called Grande, a middle-aged man who looks very smart with a big belly.

　　 He followed Su Lun all the way and introduced the house at No. 88 Ginkgo Street.

　　 This is a dusty small western-style building, in a slightly remote corner of the back street, it is not very eye-catching. There are simple furniture in the house, the basic decoration is basically completed, the gas and water pipes are also installed in the house, and you can move in by twisting the package...

　　Su Lun also didn't expect that this time the house inspection would have such a surprise. The previous few times, all the conditions were not met.

　　 And the real estate in front of him, in all aspects, is very much in line with his expectations.

　　 It doesn't punch the eyes, it's quiet enough...especially the solid and empty basement, which made him feel most satisfied.

　　 The house itself is an ancient building, strong enough, and the thick concrete wall in the basement prevents gunfire from emitting.

　　 Here, Su Lun can already imagine that he can build his own workshop in the future, make rune puppets, modify machinery, and use it as a shooting range...

　　 Moreover, the reason why this house is so cheap is because of the strong "dark spiritual power" that seeps up from below.

　　 For ordinary people, this is fatal "radiation" that can cause distortion.

　　 The dark spiritual power in Old Lingdun City is much weaker than outside the city, and the breathing practice of professionals will also be much slower, probably only one-fifth to one-tenth of that outside the city.

　　 But not absolute, there are also some local "high distortion areas" in the city, and the dark spiritual power will be much stronger.

　　 For example, this small building.

　　 However, ordinary professionals don't like this kind of place, because in a high-distortion environment, humans may be distorted unknowingly. Environmental factors are one of the most difficult to control distortion factors. The stronger the dark spiritual power, the more violent and difficult to control.

　　 But Su Lun has no such concerns. He has the pupil of omniscience and can clearly see the numerical changes on his data surface. Once he finds the spear of distortion, he can leave in time.

　　 Moreover, he also needs such high-strength dark spiritual power.

　　Su Lun now works as a Tier 1 Puppet Master, and the upper limit of her step position has been opened. The body needs to absorb more dark spiritual power to lay the foundation for advanced Tier 2 professionals in the future.

　　 Although most of the gangs in the Cross had never thought that they could advance to the second level in this life, Su Lun, a traverser, didn't just want to satisfy the low-level scenery.

　　 Therefore, this small building is very suitable.

　　 Signed the contract and paid the rent, which cost thousands of lisos.

　　Su Lun got the key to the house.

　　The landlord Grande also seemed very happy that such a tricky property in his hand was finally rented out.

　　...

　　Su Lun’s work efficiency has always been very high, and it took less than an hour from the time he saw the house to the signing of the contract.

　　The landlord Grandet said that someone would be arranged to come over for cleaning these two days, and he agreed to hand over the room in three days.

　　 Su Lun didn't have any objections, just two days before he was going to prepare to receive the "Inner City Trial Group".

When 　　 walked out of the small building, it was less than nine o'clock in the morning, and the Ginkgo Street in the morning was already crowded with people.

　　Su Lun planned to find something for breakfast, so he thought of the Belman Bread at No. 14 Ginkgo Street, which he had paid the deposit before.

　　Because there are many middle-class people living in this street, in addition to the hard brown bread that can be used as a baseball bat, there are also some other styles to choose from.

　　Su Lun picked a few at random, stuffed them in the greased paper tape, and prepared to settle the bill.

　　At this time, two half-size boys wearing peaked caps and overalls followed behind him, seeming to make some small movements.

　　 In fact, Su Lun found them before he walked in, and knew that these children were the most common thieves in the outer city.

　　 But they didn't come for Su Lun's wallet, but the bread on the counter.

　　 While Su Lun chose to check out, the two boys had quietly walked along with two pieces of black bread, very skillfully.

　　 Su Lunquan didn’t see it. The bakery store at UU Read www.uukanshu.com seems to be very familiar with the methods of these habitual offenders.

　　 When the two children first came in, the clerk's eyes became very alert. At this time, before they had a chance to sneak out, the baker with a golden mustache rushed out with a rolling pin and grabbed one of them by the skirt.

　　 With this pull, a one-foot-long piece of bread fell to the ground.

　　 "Hey, **** little bastard, you're here again!"

　　 The baker roared angrily, twisted the thief up and lifted it in the air.

　　 The peaked cap fell off, revealing a dirty little face, and looking at his delicate eyebrows, he turned out to be a "tomboy" with short hair.

　　Su Lun originally didn't plan to be nosy, such a thing is normal in the outer city.

　　 Most of the children in the slum depend on begging and stealing for a living. Beating and starving are the only ways for them to grow up. Whether they can survive in this cruel world depends on their own lives.

　　 The thief was hit, his eyes were full of tears, but he didn't cry.

　　Su Lun felt as if he saw a kitten on the street. After thinking about it, he pointed to the brown bread that fell on the ground: "How much is the bread?"

　　The eight-character Hu baker guessed Su Lun’s thoughts and persuaded: "Oh, honorable guest, these thieves are not worthy of sympathy... you don't have to spend money for them."

　　 After a pause, he looked like he was going to beat the thief and said viciously: "If you don't teach these guys a bitter lesson, they will come tomorrow!"

　　 Su Lun didn't bother to speak, and handed out a paper currency: "This is fifty liso, it should be enough to buy these bread."

　　 There was no expression on his face. After paying the money, he turned around and left the bakery.