People Have Different Constitutions

"This... what is this...?"

Dorio's voice suddenly rose behind him like a ghost, without warning.

"Mann, what are you doing? Everyone's waiting for you!"

Mann's lower body was still outside.

Only his upper body had reached into the car.

Hearing Dorio's voice, he subconsciously shuddered.

The back of his head slammed straight into the car's ceiling.

He laboriously pulled himself out and waved at Dorio. "Don't rush me, okay? I'm coming."

Chapter Thirty-Two: People Have Different Constitutions

Night.

A bar in Santo Domingo.

Cups clinked as people drank and celebrated.

"Cheers!"

Among the many glasses filled with alcohol, one held a soft drink, making it especially conspicuous.

However, no one present said anything.

After one round of drinks, the atmosphere grew lively.

Mann patted his chest and spoke loudly. "Drink as much as you want. I'll cover the bill."

"Now that's what I like to hear. I won't hold back, then."

The second thing Jack most loved hearing was, "Drink as much as you want."

The first was, "Nice work. Your payment has been transferred."

"Su, can you come with me for a moment? I have something to tell you."

"What is it? Can't you say it here?"

"This isn't a convenient place."

"All right, then."

Su Xiao nodded.

He followed Mann out of the bar.

The bar's door closed behind them.

It sealed the noise and uproar inside.

The bar was located in a relatively remote area, and it was very quiet outside.

The night breeze drifted past, cool and refreshing against their skin.

Mann led Su Xiao to the pink sedan parked behind the bar.

"You know I'm not good with words, so I'll get straight to the point. I hope you don't mind. Would you be interested in joining my team?"

Mann had a premonition.

Although Su Xiao and the other two were still unknown, they had a promising future.

If he could recruit them into his team, they would surely be like a tiger with wings—or a ghost with a club.

Su Xiao froze.

He truly hadn't expected Mann to call him out just for this.

"Sorry, but I don't plan to join another team for the time being."

"All right. But if you change your mind, my invitation still stands."

Mann put his hands on his hips.

Su Xiao's refusal was within his expectations.

So he wasn't surprised.

After all, he wasn't a euro. It was impossible for everyone to love him.

"Then there's the second matter."

Mann opened the trunk.

Inside lay a pair of mechanical arms wrapped in waterproof cloth.

"Are you trying to sell them to me?"

"No. These mechanical arms are spoils of war."

Only after Mann explained everything did Su Xiao finally understand.

The Animal Gang rejected traditional cyberware.

Although they also had neural interfaces, they wouldn't chop off their arms just to install mechanical ones.

However, there was a limit to how the Animal Gang could modify themselves.

People had different constitutions.

No matter how much iron they pumped or how many enhancers they took, individual differences meant that the results of their training would inevitably vary.

Mann guessed that the Animal Gang's leader might have been unable to match the others because his constitution was inferior to theirs, no matter how hard he trained.

That was why he had found a ripperdoc.

He had secretly chopped off his own hands.

Then he replaced them with a pair of mechanical arms.

He had also fitted the arms with a layer of synthetic skin.

He usually concealed them beneath a long coat.

That way, no one could tell.

Although these mechanical arms were actually two generations out of date, their performance was extremely powerful.

They had stood the test of time.

They were even stronger than the ones Mann was currently using.

Mann's creed was simple: if there was good cyberware, take it and use it.

"I like these mechanical arms, but I don't have enough money right now. Once Faraday pays me, I'll transfer the money to you. How does that sound?"

Mann's current arms had a built-in Projectile Launch System.

But if he transferred it into these mechanical arms and then equipped them, he could imagine how much his combat power would increase.

Mann had considered keeping them for himself.

Su Xiao didn't know about them, after all.

Only Dorio had seen him take the cyberware.

And Mann trusted Dorio deeply.

He was certain that Dorio would never tell anyone.

However, after thinking it over, Mann ultimately abandoned the idea of keeping them for himself.

He felt there was no need.

Some advantages could be taken, but others shouldn't be.

He had called Rebecca's brother to ask about them.

Although the arms were an old model, they had once been immensely popular when they were released.

Even now, they hadn't been completely retired.

It was like a GTX 1080 Ti. It wasn't as good as the newest graphics card, but if someone gave you one for free, would you refuse it?

Since the arms still had some value, Mann offered to pay for them.

Su Xiao had no objections.

However, he made one request.

"Can I take a look?"

"Of course."

Mann nodded.

Su Xiao picked up one of the mechanical arms.

He examined it repeatedly.

Then he examined the other one.

At that moment, the system reacted again.

"You guess that mechanical prostheses can replace human arms to obtain greater strength"

"But is it possible that, instead of chopping off one's hands, an external mechanical device could achieve the same effect?"

"Would you like to consume 20 Potential Points to obtain an improved blueprint?"

A smile curled up at the corners of Su Xiao's mouth.

He was thrilled inside.

His luck had really been good lately.

The I Guess skill triggered passively.

Not long ago, he had guessed out the Tactical Goggles.

Now he could guess out an improved blueprint for mechanical prostheses.

This really was like not opening for three years, then eating for three years once business began.

However, the Tactical Goggles had only required five Potential Points.

Now it required twenty.

Su Xiao opened his panel and glanced at the Potential Points he had obtained after completing the previous commission.

He had less than a fifth of what was required.

The road ahead was truly long.

But he wasn't discouraged.

He wasn't afraid of high requirements.

He was only afraid of having no goal.

As long as he could see the progress bar, things would be easy.

All he had to do was stride forward in this direction.

Complete a few more commissions.

Sooner or later, he would meet the requirement of twenty Potential Points.

Time flew by.

From meeting Jack to encountering V, and taking on missions with Mann's team...

It seemed to have happened in the blink of an eye.