Ninth class citizen

Chapter 172 I want to discuss a deal with you
Lao Wan's eyes widened. "What are you talking about, Lao Li? Even if Mr. Berg takes action himself, he may not be able to guarantee a 70% success rate. Are you overestimating her?"

Old Li ignored him and only looked at Nan Rong: "Do you dare to accept this condition?"

"Only 70%, isn't that too low?" Nan Rong said calmly as he looked at the line of results that appeared in his field of vision.

"That's 80 percent." Master Li said, "If you win, Lao Wan and I will kneel down and worship you as our master, but what if you lose?"

Nan Rong was surprised: "Doesn't that mean you guys are taking advantage of everyone, whether you win or lose? Who would accept an apprentice who is old and has poor qualifications?"

Masters Wan and Li didn't expect her to be so arrogant and were so angry that they were speechless.

"Don't try to gain the upper hand with words." Qing Tian Zhang interrupted and said, "What do you want to bet on? I'll join you in."

"Of course it's a gamble." Nan Rong said, "If the repaired parts don't function at 10% of their original state, I'll give each of you Cowens. Otherwise."

"We will also give you 10 Cowens!" Masters Li and Wan said in unison.

"And me." Qingtianzhang also joined in.

Nan Rong was not in a hurry to reveal the answer.

"Is there anyone else involved?" she asked.

Around the repair hall, there are several rooms specially provided for specially hired mecha repairmen to rest.

The largest and most luxurious room among them is the lounge of Mr. Berg, a fourth-level component engineer.

"You mean, a young man bought the third-level insulating material black alum gum. And the user was a little girl who came here for the first time." Mr. Berg asked with his eyes closed, his whole body sunk in the sofa.

"Yes, sir." The person who came to report said, "You said before that if someone comes to buy insulation materials, you must be informed, so."

Mr. Berg didn't even open his eyes, but just waved his hand casually.

What he wanted to find was an expert in components, not a girl who wanted to try it out after just glancing at the theory.

But the man did not leave.

"Anything else?" Mr. Berg asked impatiently.

The commotion on Nan Rong's side alarmed many people.

The main business of the mecha fighting arena is gambling. No matter if they are fighters or maintenance technicians, every one of them has a gambling nature in their bones, especially when the gambler is a blindly confident little girl.

Even though nearly fifty people signed up for the gambling competition, the others did not sign up simply because they could not afford the 10 Cowens.

General Manager Jin quickly issued an agreement, which was submitted to the central intelligent computer for review and filing through a personal intelligent computer terminal, and then pushed to all gamblers.

As long as this agreement is signed, even if no deposit is paid, the funds used for the bet in the accounts of both parties will be frozen.

Seeing that he could no longer catch any more fat fish, Nan Rong was about to press the switch when he suddenly saw the gathered crowd disperse to both sides. A middle-aged man in his forties, with a cigarette in his mouth and a pair of slippers on his feet, walked over carelessly.

The people around him obviously recognized him. They all smiled and called him, "Mr. Berg."

It turns out that this person is the most powerful mecha repairman in the Zero Boundary Matrix.

"Don't be nervous." Mr. Berg walked to the maintenance dock and touched the knee joint transmission device on the detector without hesitation, then turned to look at Nan Rong:

"I heard that you used the covering method to solve the interference of the residual pattern and completed the inner engraving of the pattern in one go?"

Nan Rong didn't want to pay attention to his deliberate question, but he also didn't want to let go of this fat fish that just jumped out of the water.

"Will Mr. Berg also join in the bet?" she asked with a smile.

"I'll let it go." Mr. Berg shook his head. "It's just that this betting match was not initiated by the fighting arena, so I'll come forward to notarize it." Although the result is unlikely to be unexpected, he thought to himself.

Since he was not a fat fish who came to contribute 10 Cowens, Nan Rong's face immediately turned cold.

Mr. Berg didn't seem to notice: "If you don't mind, I'll help check the source energy circuit?"

This is because he was worried that she might play some tricks inside. Nan Rong raised his hands nonchalantly and clapped them twice casually: "Please feel free to do as you please."

Berg didn't hesitate and carefully checked the connection position before pressing the switch.

Almost in the next second, a pattern comparable to a print appeared in front of everyone.

The lines are smooth, the thickness is uniform, and the proportions are harmonious. It is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

Is this something that a young girl could engrave? And it was engraved blindly?

The crowd outside the maintenance dock fell silent instantly. But this was just the beginning, because the faint blue light quickly penetrated the entire energy circuit, and then continued to brighten until it was dazzling.

"Oh my God!" someone exclaimed.

"With this brightness and this smooth energy circuit, it's more than 80%. Would anyone believe it if it was 100%?"

"What do you mean by 100%? Have you ever seen a second-order composite pattern with an energy circuit that has such a high efficiency conversion rate? It is definitely better than the original parts, by more than 10%!"

"Who is that little girl? Could she be a disciple of a certain component master?"

Berg's pupils shrank into a thin black dot as the blue light came on.

The sounds from the outside world flooded into his ears like a tide, then slowly faded away.

"Excuse me, what is your name?" he asked cautiously.

"That's not important." Nan Rong said, "Excuse me, can we announce the results now?"

"Of course." Mr. Berg came back to his senses.

As an experienced fourth-level component engineer, he is familiar with common combat mechas. He can draw a professional conclusion without even comparing and testing the mecha's right knee conduction device.

"The inscription itself is perfect, and it also uses a very difficult covering technology, which completely solves the problem of residual pattern interference." Berg said matter-of-factly:

"The energy conduction efficiency of the energy circuit is at least 09% higher than that of the original F. This lady won the bet."

At the same time, General Manager Jin also imported the test results of the detector and Berg's own certification video into his personal intelligent brain. After uploading, it passed the certification of the central intelligent brain in one time.

The agreement took effect immediately and all the money was transferred to Nan Rong’s personal account.

Seeing the receipt reminder of the total amount of 480 million Cowen, Nan Rong felt relaxed all over. Looking at Mr. Berg in front of him, he also felt that he liked him a lot more.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you don't want to reveal your identity." Mr. Berg said to Nan Rong:

"You don't need to worry about this. I'll ask them to help with the finishing work. Can you come with me to a place? I want to discuss a deal with you."

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"Next." An electronic voice echoed through the loudspeaker in the corridor.

The pale and thin woman stood up and nervously tucked her scattered hair behind her ears, revealing an irregular black crystalline scar the size of a Cowan coin at the base of her ear.

She entered the empty room nervously, and the door closed silently behind her.