Lin Yuan finally understood why the Beggar's Sect was so famous. It wasn't just because of the chicken-loving Hung Qigong, but because no matter the task or profession, even as a beggar, if one put their heart into it, unexpected surprises would arise, such as the renowned Dog-Beating Stick Technique.
At this moment, he felt quite proud. There was nothing wrong with appreciating oneself; morale was important! With the Gale Evasion Skill now in his possession, his overall strength had truly stepped up a notch. This skill was even more impressive than the Jumping Skill, and even when compared to the Combat Skills Charge Slash and the Jumping Spin Slash, it slightly outshone them. This was because this skill could be continuously upgraded—specifically, it could be enhanced through training to master more combinations and variations, rather than relying solely on game data and experience points, which could be tangibly transformed into real existence.
At this point, Lin Yuan also noticed that he had nearly cleared away most of the weeds and moss from the Cabin. This was indeed good news.
With renewed vigor, Lin Yuan was determined to train hard. While he didn't dare to claim he could break through more combination variations just yet, he knew he had to apply the twelve hundred combinations in actual combat. For now, this meant pairing them with the Azure Light Dagger, continuously practicing until they were etched in his mind and thoroughly solidified, ultimately integrating them into his combat awareness. Only then would he truly master these twelve hundred combinations.
This was yet another massive training task.
This time, Lin Yuan focused on training and calculation by executing Swift Evasion while locking onto the attack trajectory of the Azure Light Dagger—whether fast or slow, left or right. He didn't seek flamboyance but aimed for precision, stability, and speed.
To achieve this training goal, Lin Yuan altered his cutting method. Each time he used the Azure Light Dagger to cut, he would only slice through one weed but aimed to achieve multiple cuts per second. From an outside perspective, it appeared as a single cut; however, in reality, it divided into several dozen slices.
This was undoubtedly a high-level challenge. For a task like cutting grass that required no technical skill at all, this approach seemed like a colossal blunder—who would choose to cut one by one instead of slicing through dozens or hundreds at once?
Yet in combat, this technique proved effective. Imagine delivering one cut to an opponent within a second versus delivering ten cuts; the impact would be akin to a finishing move!
Unfortunately, Lin Yuan faced complete failure this time. After less than three hours of training, he had to stop because this exercise required immense energy expenditure. Moreover, due to the high-speed cutting involved, it placed significant demands on his Mechanical Body. At present, Lin Yuan's physique simply couldn't withstand such intense training; forcing himself to continue would only result in his Mechanical Body falling apart and suffering severe wear and tear.
This left Lin Yuan feeling regretful. He could only hope for future opportunities to reassemble and strengthen his Mechanical Body. Currently, his Energy Engine's output power was sufficient; he even confidently believed that even the Energy Engine of the Shield Warrior Bison couldn't compare to his own. However, without a compatible Mechanical Body, he couldn't unleash even half of its potential.
Ultimately, all of this came down to the issue of Mechanical Coins. To purchase various Parts required an enormous amount of Mechanical Coins. Even the Troll Captain had to rummage through second-hand and even third-hand Parts in the flea market; one could imagine how difficult it was.
Lin Yuan had no hope in Troll Captain and Thomas. In this world, there was no hatred without reason, just as there was no love without cause. He was merely a front-line pawn, a lizard's tail, a cicada's shell; how could he expect to be valued and nurtured by Troll Captain and Thomas? He was not the main character here!
Thus, everything had to rely on his own efforts. If he could transform from a penniless state into his current self, there was no reason he couldn't continue to grow stronger.
With this powerful belief in self-comfort and even self-hypnosis, after twenty-five days, the entire Cabin had been completely renewed. Its full appearance emerged in Lin Yuan's Intellect—a space of approximately four point five square kilometers, quite extravagant, yet there were still no parasites in sight.
In fact, Lin Yuan was quite eager to encounter a Kugite Parasite now. His Gale Evasion Skill had become quite adept, and he hoped to take one down to establish his position within the Troll Squad.
Although the middle path is the way of kings and hiding one's talents is indeed the highest form of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, the Troll Mercenary Team could only be considered the lowest tier of Mercenary Groups in Mechanical City. It felt rather frustrating to play that game with them. Besides, was killing a Kugite Parasite really that impressive?
Fat Three could easily take down five at once, Thomas would surely manage ten, and Shield Warrior Bison would probably crush a hundred in one go. As for Troll Captain and Lord J—well, they were on an entirely different level; for them, a Kugite Parasite was akin to an ant.
In such circumstances, hiding one's talents would only add to the ridicule. Lin Yuan needed some recognition; even if he couldn't change his nature as cannon fodder, he had to strive to become a valuable one. At least for the next four Mechanical Years, he had to do so.
Unfortunately, Lin Yuan's wishes always fell short. After clearing the Cabin at such speed, Stocking Captain showed no surprise whatsoever. Perhaps even he didn’t know how overgrown with weeds that Cabin had become—just like someone destined never to know whether their heart was red, black, or pink.
Thus, Stocking Captain simply sent Lin Yuan back to the Maintenance Assembly Chamber with a few words. As for the thousand Mechanical Coins, they were handed over to Troll Captain. But thinking about it made it clear that Stocking Captain would never give Troll Captain even a single coin; frankly speaking, it felt like being robbed.
Lin Yuan didn’t mind; however, when he returned to the Maintenance Assembly Chamber, he couldn’t help but feel another headache coming on. The Three Chubby Ones were still sound asleep while Thomas and Bison were sweating profusely as they repaired Old Chet. Well, they couldn’t possibly be sweating profusely in reality, but that was essentially what it meant because Old Chet had somehow been damaged by them. Now it had been twenty-five whole days and their assembly task remained unfinished—this was truly despairing and overwhelming!
“We're done for! We're doomed! Old Bull, what should we do? Old Chet can’t be fixed anymore; we can’t waste any more time on this! We need to hurry up and repair our own equipment! My power suspension System and Energy Cannon calibration System will have to do; I can make do with those. As for the shield... well, we can just go to g-715 Sub-base afterward and find those Mechanical Arms for repairs. Of course, this will definitely infuriate Troll Captain, but what can we do? He bought all those Parts that turned out to be junk!” Thomas exclaimed while holding his head in frustration. He was human; even with a long life ahead of him, without System training or extensive repair experience, he couldn’t handle those complex Part assemblies. Ultimately, it was a matter of time and energy—aside from those Elite Families in Mechanical City who specifically trained skilled assembly masters, common folks barely had the energy just to avoid starving.
“Damn it! Thomas! Do you think I'm some kind of magic brick? Forget everything else; my Heavy Shield needs a gravity boost System installed for repairs—I can't manage that! It requires complex gravitational matrix calculations; at least an Intellect level of 1 is needed for that! I’m stuck at level 8 Intellect—how am I supposed to handle this? And if my Heavy Shield lacks full-range Gravitational Boost Function when facing a swift Swarm... that’s just asking for annihilation! Troll Captain will kill me! No—worse than that! He’ll deduct all my wages for the next three Mechanical Years!” Shield Warrior Bison was also getting anxious—it was indeed time to panic.
Lin Yuan listened attentively, gaining some understanding. Undoubtedly, the ten-meter long, six-meter wide, and one-meter thick Heavy Shield of the Shield Warrior Bison was the key to this repair. A crucial System on the Heavy Shield had malfunctioned, which prevented the so-called Gravitational Boost Function from being activated. This function seemed impressive; it could enhance the surrounding gravity several times within a certain range, causing enemy attack speeds to decrease and thus slowing them down, making it easier for his side to launch attacks.
However, Lin Yuan was hesitant to step in and help with the repair of this System since it was his first time dealing with such matters. Moreover, Bison would not give him any chance to meddle.
So, he simply stood quietly to the side, carefully listening to Bison and Thomas discuss various Part parameters. He began to extensively gather specific data on different Parts in his Intellect while simultaneously performing a large number of calculations. Fortunately, his Intelligence Level had significantly increased to 115, making such complex computations manageable.
After several hours, Thomas and Bison's repair efforts remained a tangled mess. Old Chet had been tossed into a corner. Seeing this opportunity, Lin Yuan stealthily approached. He dared not get too close to the two nor disturb the scattered Parts on the ground because anything he did would likely turn him into a target for their frustration. They would definitely not allow him to touch those Parts.
But Old Chet was different; this Intelligent Repair Mechanical Arm was Lin Yuan's best entry point at the moment.
Of course, Lin Yuan did not let his guard down and did not act immediately. He pretended to be lost in thought while using his Auditory Radar in conjunction with the Intelligent Brain Encyclopedia to gather specific parameter data on Old Chet. Knowing both himself and his opponent would give him confidence; he did not want his first attempt to end in chaos, especially with two clumsy teammates holding him back. (To be continued.)
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