Chapter 7 When Dreams Come Into Reality (Third Watch!)

If an apple is like the most delicious poison to Adam and Eve, then the optical brain and mecha are the dreamland that Mu Fan dreams of. When he was sleeping late at night, he fantasized that he was driving a steel monster that belonged to a man. He thought he had an optical brain that could communicate with other people, but when he woke up, seeing the torn blanket on his body and touching his flat stomach, he was pulled into reality.

But today! Mu Fan, who never sleeps in, leaned against a corner with a ragged blanket and fell asleep beautifully! He didn't wake up until the dazzling star light hit his face!

With a cleverness, Mu Fan looked to the right, and the black egg was lying there quietly.

"It's not a dream!" Mu Fan recalled that he had a lot of exchanges with Heidan last night. When he learned that his long-cherished wish for many years had been realized, he felt his heart was about to jump out. Drooling and looking forward to the future, he fell asleep like this, and he didn't know when Hei stopped talking.

"black!"

"Master Host." A familiar voice came from inside the black egg.

"Call me Mu Fan from now on! You will be my friend from now on!"

"Okay, Mu Fan." Hei paused for a while, as if he was accepting the new definition, and seemed to be savoring the concept of the word friend.

Mu Fan scooped out the slightly clean precipitation rainwater from a tank next to it from a shell, washed his face, and said to Hei, "Now which part do you need most, I will find it first!"

"Light Brain" Hei quickly replied.

"What? Optical brain, aren't you an optical brain?" Mu Fan's head is getting bigger, and the lowest level of optical brain needs 50,000 star coins. Where can he get money.

"Correction, I am the super brain artificial intelligence, code-named black, not the optical brain, I can enter any carrier existence, I need the optical brain to access the current interstellar network, so as to update the database and transform the current existing form."

"Optical Brain, Optical Brain. Alright, I'll make money!" Mu Fan gritted his teeth after hearing Hei's answer.

"Hei, let me offend you." Without waiting for Hei's opinion, he moved a pile of miscellaneous waste and piled it on top.

"Hei will enter the dormant self-test correction procedure, please, Mu Fan will wake up after obtaining the optical brain." Electronic voices came from the waste pile, but there was no emotional feeling, Hei had already entered the self-test.

It is difficult to see the color in the sky, and the sky is still gray. From time to time, small transport ships can be seen in the air, and hovering vehicles roar past on the urban roads across the suburbs from time to time.

From the factory to the city for 30 kilometers, the road from barren to dilapidated to bustling to prosperous also formed a sharp contrast. Mu Fan ran for more than an hour, and his breathing did not appear to be in the slightest when he entered the city.

Mu Fan's goal this time is very clear. First, ask old Bud, the owner of Bud's grocery store in the 22nd city. He used to go to the store to help out. Will give him some reward. This time, Mu Fan did not go to work, but wanted to ask the old man if he had any suggestions. He needed money.

City No. 22 is not big, but it’s very lively inside. When Mu Fan leaves, others will automatically be one meter away from him. His dilapidated body is obviously the poor outside the city. People who think they are noble in the city will be afraid that others will laugh at them if they get closer. .

Huali Food City, when passing by the door, Mu Fan swallowed his saliva; continue ahead, Xiuzhe Equipment Store, I heard that it is one of the best outdoor equipment stores in the 22nd city, looking at the well-made daggers hanging in the window, The combat uniform showed envious eyes, and his fists clenched again.

Turn right at the intersection ahead, pass a lifestyle food store, and finally arrive at Old Bard's Grocery.

"Old Bud" saw the old Bud sitting behind the counter leisurely smoking low-quality tobacco, and Mu Fan greeted him politely.

"Hey, this is our Mu Fan boy~ I have time to see the old man. You haven't been here for more than a month." Bud saw that it was Mu Fan, smacked the cigarette holder, and said cheerfully.

"Well, I used to work outside the city, so I didn't have time to run into the city. I came here this time to ask you for advice." Mu Fan replied with a nod.

"What's the matter, Mufan boy, come and sit first, and my old Bud will tell you everything I know." Bud also likes this sensible and hardworking boy from the bottom of his heart.

"Uncle Bud, I want to know how to make money the fastest?" Mu Fan looked at the old man in front of him with clear eyes.

"Make money? How much money do you need? Why did you suddenly ask that?" Old man Bud was very surprised. He knew about Mu Fan's situation. Basically, the money he earned from working part-time would be enough to feed himself. Going to buy some books from time to time made life even more difficult, but even so, I never saw Mu Fan ask how to make money quickly.

"Are you in trouble? How much money do you need? My old Bud still has some savings." Bud really likes this kid and wants to help him as much as he can.

"Thank you, Uncle Bud. This time is a bit different. I need an optical computer, so I want to make money. I can't take your money. I came here to ask you for advice." Mu Fan politely refused Thanks to Bud's kindness.

"Well." Bud blew out a smoke ring, "Boy Mufan, you have worked with me many times before, and there is a way to make more money. I know you are very strong, but I still hope you can think about it." .”

"what way?"

"Budokan, training partner!" Bud looked at Mu Fan seriously, "To be more straightforward, you are going to be a sandbag! The longer you can persist, the higher your income will be! However, I must remind you that Be sure to pay attention to your own safety, it is inevitable that someone inside will shoot hard, I don't want you to have an accident."

"Thank you, Uncle Bud." Mu Fan's eyes lit up, and he bowed deeply to the old man.

"Don't thank me, come to me if you can't hold on." Bud waved his hand.

"Well, then I'll go." After saying that, Mu Fan raised his head, turned around and strode away.

"Hey, you brat, the direction is reversed, reversed!"

Mu Fan staggered, turned around 180 degrees, scratched his head, and smiled.

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In the northwest corner of City No. 22, there is a huge 5-storey building, with a wooden plaque hung on the door ingeniously - Xingluo Martial Arts Hall. In the interstellar era, human beings need to drive and control various machines, especially the emergence of mechas, which further increases the requirements for human physical fitness. As a comprehensive training facility that combines martial arts and fighting skills, martial arts are becoming popular again with the development of science. stand up.

The parking space at the entrance is full of suspended vehicles, ranging from more than 100,000 civilian cars to millions of high-end cars. The four strong men in black Taoist uniforms standing at the entrance add a little bit to the building. momentum.

"Hey boy, what are you doing, go away if you're okay." A big man said viciously when he saw Mu Fan walking straight up. Judging by the smell of motor oil that permeated his body, he couldn't be a normal customer.

"Xingluo Martial Arts Gym? Do you need a trainer?" Mu Fan stared at the strong man in front of him without fear.

"You? Haha, sandbags? Need it! Come with me." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked towards the hall.

Following the strong man, Mu Fan stepped into this rich man's consumption area for the first time. When he first entered the door, at a glance, there were vigorous big characters and paintings on both sides of the magnificent hall! Looking forward, there is an extremely wide training ground on the back floor of the steel-based glass. There are strength testing machines as tall as two people standing in it, and there are rows of equipment for physical training. It was still morning, and there were not many people in the venue.

"Don't look, this is an ordinary training ground. The martial arts instructor is not here, and your sandbags are on the second and third floors." The burly man in black looked at the taciturn boy and laughed. Country bumpkins who have never been in a martial arts gym will be shocked at first sight. Does this idiot think sandbags are so easy to make? Recently, there came a young master who was said to be from the central area of ​​Star Lorga. His shots were so ruthless that he had already disabled three sandbags.

"thanks!"

"I will show you the middle-level manager of our martial arts gym. My boy, let me remind you that it is common for sandbags to be damaged. If you sign the contract, you will not be able to leave." The strong man in black looked at it in surprise. After a while, this polite boy also put away his teasing tone, and instructed to go to the fourth floor with a ding of the floating ladder, "Here we are, my name is Mankun, I wish you good luck."

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(PS: The title is too long and can only be shortened, congratulations to the leader Bai Yiduo and three more!

Thanks to book friend Suzumiya Satsuki for the reward)