Author: drinking luck

Lin En never dreamed that

Besides being a hunter, Edmund

He is also a hunter mentor.

In the hunter training ground, it was he who was responsible for leading the newcomers.

That day, the old hunter Edmund was very satisfied with Linn's goods. When he returned to the hunter's tavern, he boasted about it to everyone, as if bragging about Linn could add glory to himself.

After that, he became a regular customer of Lin En Prosthetics Shop.

When the people around him heard his endless bragging, they also put a big question mark in their hearts about Lin En, and their curiosity was successfully aroused.

For example, these two.

The two young hunters walked around Lin En's prosthetic shop, playing with the firearms in their hands and unable to put them down.

Both of these students are Edmund's students. They are both young, probably around 20 years old. They are wearing a heavy cloth armor - this is a protective clothing specially customized to adapt to the wilderness environment.

Available in pubs.

"It's exactly what Teacher Edmund said. The guns sold here are cheap and good!"

Linn scratched his head.

He made these guns by himself, and he didn't compare the prices with those of his peers. He just decided on whatever he wanted.

A hunter with freckles looked at a revolver with blue light and said in wonder:

"Boss, your gun has probably reached T2 level."

The lethality of the guns produced by Lynn is much higher than the market average.

The tall and thin hunter nodded and said with emotion: "In the entire northeastern area of ​​the firefight, I can count the number of merchants that can produce T2 level weapons on both hands."

Mechanics who can make T2-level firearms are wanted by all major forces!

He witnessed Lin En's craftsmanship with his own eyes, and thought about how those colleagues had slandered Lin En, and he understood in an instant.

It is evident that the world is jealous of the virtuous and capable.

On the contrary, Lin En, even if she was slandered by everyone, she accepted everything silently without making any argument.

It is indeed necessary to get to know such heroes.

Linn nodded and sighed to himself. Am I so awesome? He still raised his head at 45 degrees and stared into the distance without showing any expression. The steaming steam from the hot tea was pouring up, blurring his vision and enhancing his personality.

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The two were convinced and finally remembered the goal of their trip. The tall and lanky hunter handed Lin En a token. The token was made entirely of black iron and had a wine glass pattern scratched on the surface.

"Boss Lin, you are welcome to come to the tavern in the market as a guest. Our hunter group will always welcome you."

As soon as the two of them left,

The news about Linn has already spread in the market,

The old street is the only way for hunters to go out of the firefighting area.

Some are careless people. After setting off, they find that their firearms have not been maintained or the bullets have been forgotten.

I was so busy that I just found a door to call for emergency.

Lin En Prosthetics Shop has become their first choice.

After that day, Lin En unexpectedly found that his business had improved a lot. Every morning, there would be a long queue of dangerous-looking people in front of the store, and passers-by would frown and walk around.

The store's daily profit reached the upper limit - more than 600 points a day.

It's not that there are only so many customers coming to repair prosthetics and purchase firearm parts, but that's the only Lin En's daily production capacity.

He once thought about whether he should devote all his time to making machinery and temporarily put aside theoretical study and physical exercise, but he quickly gave up this plan.

Although it is good to make money, if you give up future development space for the sake of immediate small profits, that is sacrificing the first and the last.

One day.

Aunt Soapy got up early.

She earns a living by picking up garbage every day, but unlike Yang Gui who goes to Nail Head Pier to pick up garbage, what she picks up is household garbage that no one wants. Fortunately, the safety factor is high and she can make a living with a little hard work every day.

All domestic garbage on this street is handled by her alone.

Riding an old three-wheeler while patrolling the streets, she passed Lin En's Prosthetics Shop as usual.

But looking at the scene on the street, she rubbed her eyes.

A large group of people were queuing up in front of Lin En's Prosthetics Shop, and they didn't look easy to mess with.

She was an old woman. She had never seen such a posture before. She immediately went back as if frightened and said to everyone she met:

"Lynn is in trouble!"

"I saw with my own eyes that he was blocked in the store by a group of debt collectors. Those people were big and rough, and they looked scary."

"Have I told you before? He has no abilities in his life, and he only likes to hang out with some unscrupulous people. Now it's good, others don't know what to do to him!"

Someone asked tremblingly: "Is what you said true?"

Aunt Soapy insisted: "It's absolutely true!"

When the neighbors hear this, what’s the point?

From now on, I will pretend that I don’t know Lin En.

At this time, someone checked the news and came back in a hurry, accusingly: "What are you talking about?"

"I heard people say that Lin En created a T2-level weapon, and a group of people found out about it, and they all rushed to order it online!"

"What?" Everyone was shocked.

They were still teasing Lin En a few days ago, treating him as an ignorant and ignorant young man.

"You mean those people are just buying things made by Lin En? Isn't that a waste of money?"

Aunt Soapy was confused.

But the biggest question is, what is a T2 level weapon.

This word is beyond their understanding.

The man shook his head.

"I don't know, I just know it's great."

Several neighbors started a lively discussion.

"Then how much money can he make in a day now? He is so rich!"

"At least fifty yuan!"

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I should have established a good relationship with them. It's all your fault for talking about useless things all day long. They are very promising!"

While everyone was talking, a group of three people wearing Lizard Gang pain suits walked into Lin En's prosthetics shop.

The three of them all have a metal arm, and the leader is a mature woman with a slim figure and a rather swollen upper body. She wears very dark eye shadow, and her purple lips are decorated with many sparkling diamonds, looking down on her exposed skin.

It can be seen that her skin quality is not very good, it is a bit rougher than the smoothness of ordinary women.

The remaining two were a man with a greasy crew cut, and a short woman with purple twintails who pinned a blood-stained baseball bat behind her back.

The yellow-haired man is Linn’s neighbor Hans!

As soon as Lin En saw these three people, he keenly smelled a hint of strife and sighed secretly.

He stood up quickly, looked at the three of them, and looked at Hans with questioning eyes.

"What do you guys have to do?"

Hans looked at Linn with a complicated expression. To be honest, he was quite happy to see Linn break away from his idle state.

But in the bottom of my heart, there was an inexplicable feeling of dissatisfaction.

How come this guy suddenly became enlightened with mechanical knowledge and created a T2-level weapon?
Chapter completed!