From Cybernetics Repairman to God of Machines

When Gu Cheng stepped into the Mute Merchant Guild again, the change from being ignored at the beginning to being treated with great hospitality was completely different!

The mole was already waiting at the door. When he saw Gu Cheng, he nodded slightly, said nothing, and simply made a "please" gesture.

After passing through three hidden doors that required different biometric identification methods, Gu Cheng followed the mole into a downward-extending alloy staircase.

As a portal opened, a figure sitting upright in a floating chair came into Gu Cheng's view in the central area!

The mole chimed in, "This is the bookkeeper!"

Gu Cheng nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

The voice of the accountant rang out at that moment: "Please sit down."

A metal stool rose from the ground in front of Gu Cheng. He was not intimidated and instead manipulated the mechanical body to sit on it.

As for the mole, this was clearly not a deal he could listen to, and he quietly walked out!

The ledger asked, "What is your name?"

Gu Cheng said, "You can call me Mr. Z."

"Mr. Z."

The ledger was repeated, and then it was said, "The mole has already reported your special item, that gun. We've been examining it all night."

"The energy source is unknown, the mechanism of action is unexplained, and all existing physical models cannot explain how it causes ordinary bullets to produce that directional explosive effect. The most interesting thing is..."

"These patterns undergo subtle changes in shape before and after firing. It's not a physical deformation, but rather... a reconstruction of some kind of energy level."

"We tried to sample using nanoscale cutting tools, but the tools failed the moment they touched the texture. It wasn't damaged, it failed! It was as if it had never been manufactured at all."

The accountant stared directly at Gu Cheng: "This is beyond the reach of known technology. It seems you possess far more keys than I imagined!"

Gu Cheng said, "I can provide two per month, but in return, you need to provide the combat equipment sets needed for thirty people for each exchange!"

As an arms dealer.

The ledger naturally knew what this meant.

Sufficient firearms, high-explosive grenades, bulletproof vests, and communication equipment!

The accountant hesitated for only a few seconds before slowly nodding: "It's not excessive, I can accept it!"

But he quickly changed the subject, saying, "The Mute Merchant Guild has shown absolute sincerity, but we still know very little about you and the forces behind you!"

"If we make large-scale arms purchases, we will be implicated if the higher-ups blame us. Therefore, in order to cooperate better, we need to conduct some assessments of you."

A brief silence fell over the room.

After a moment, Gu Cheng's synthesized, hoarse voice rang out:

"We've been locked down for too long."

"So long that some energy sources have been damaged, and the backup energy to keep the system running is also on the verge of depletion."

"We had to leave the ground and find alternatives. Then we discovered that this place was no longer the world we had imagined."

"We must make changes to protect ourselves."

The ledger's single eye narrowed slightly: "A shelter?"

Gu Cheng neither refused nor nodded.

The mole had asked this question indirectly before.

A secluded refuge is undoubtedly the most suitable place to hide one's identity.

Of course, Gu Cheng didn't need to go into too much detail. After all, it's only natural to be cautious after isolating oneself for decades or even centuries!

Just as the ledger was processing this information, Gu Cheng suddenly spoke up: "Compared to ordinary weapons, we need something that can truly secure victory."

"For example, a real military-grade mech is not some junk you find on the street."

The ledger remained silent for a few seconds.

It seemed he had considered it carefully, but ultimately, he still gave his answer:

"Military grade?"

"The mole should have mentioned to you that we need to take a lot of risks with this kind of thing. The adjudication team has explicit regulations that any transaction of weaponry above Grade B must be reported, and military mechs are Grade A controlled items."

Gu Cheng looked at the other person and said slowly, "Meat supply is not a problem!"

The ledger indicated a competent businessman, and in the next second, he raised his mechanical arm, unfolding a holographic interface in the air:

"The Mantis-type light reconnaissance mech stands 3.2 meters tall, weighs 1.8 tons, and is equipped with two rotary machine guns and a pair of retractable alloy blades. Its standard endurance is 72 hours, and its maximum ground speed is 85 kilometers per hour. This is one of the active-duty pieces of equipment for the Judgment Team's reconnaissance units."

"The anvil-type medium assault mech is 4.5 meters tall and weighs 5.2 tons. Its main weapon is a 40mm rapid-fire cannon, and its secondary weapons include a quadruple rocket launcher and a flamethrower on its chest. The armor has an equivalent thickness of 200mm of homogeneous steel."

"And this..."

The ledger retrieved the third model: "Rhino-type heavy firepower platform, 6.1 meters high and weighing 12 tons. Equipped with a 105mm smoothbore cannon and two coaxial machine guns, with optional missile launchers or anti-aircraft arrays mounted on its back. This is currently the closest mech to a true military-grade weapon that Rust City can access."

Everything here is great!

Although it did not actually touch the core mech model of Ironclad City.

But these are clearly the highest standards that can be reached in the lower city!

Gu Cheng, suppressing his excitement, asked, "What's the price?"

The ledger displayed a figure: "You're a regular customer; several mechs are priced the same, standard configuration, without additional weapon modules."

"Each one weighs 10,000 jin (5,000 kg), and the quality must meet the standards of your previous supplies."

Even when using a smaller account.

Even if the mechanical body that descended from the gods was just a metal can in the purest sense!

But Gu Cheng still felt his heart skip a beat!

Ten thousand catties!

He had prepared himself for an exorbitant price, even estimating it to be between 30,000 and 50,000 jin!

After all, this is genuine military equipment, not some civilian-modified junk.

But the other party only wants 10,000 jin!

In the forest where Grom lives, any giant magical beast could weigh up to half a ton!

With full firepower, we can hunt down at least several mechs in half a day. What's the difference between that and giving them away for free?

Seeing Gu Cheng hesitate, Zhang Bo felt a pang of disappointment.

"Isn't the asking price a bit too high?"

"Never mind, just print out the price first."

As a businessman, he would leave a loophole in the transaction for his trading partners, but only if he enjoyed the pricing power.

Therefore, he added, "Weapon systems, ammunition, spare parts, maintenance tools, operating system decoders... all of these require additional calculations. A standard combat-configured mech costs approximately 15,000 kilograms in total."

The words fell.

It was a long silence!

As time went on, even the accountant became restless.

Just as his lips trembled as he tried to hint that he could negotiate a lower price, he never expected...

Gu Cheng, however, stated directly, "I want ten!"