Aside from corporate behemoths like Arasaka Corporation, Arroyo Industrial Park was the largest industrial zone in Santo Domingo.
Since the headquarters of the Sixth Street gang was there, it was indeed the safest territory around, and workers liked to apply for jobs there.
But now, many illegal structures had sprung up beside Redshirt Psychiatric Hospital. Following the principle of opening shop first and sorting out the permits later, the Aldecaldos had occupied the vacant houses nearby and started organizing production.
This territory had once been deserted, but lately it had become busy with people coming and going.
In the abandoned lot behind the old Redshirt Psychiatric Hospital, the Aldecaldos had put up workshops using prefabricated buildings.
"It's safer around here. I heard another car got blown up on Martin Luther King Boulevard, and several members of the Sixth Street gang died."
Inside the workshop, the skill worker's Cyber-Eye flashed blue.
The Skill Shard he was using had been modified by Lier from a Joytoy Shard. As long as his Cyber-Eye had a scanning function and his Cyberware had enough memory to meet the minimum requirements, it could guide him through his work.
He didn't need to understand how or why the products were made. He only had to follow the instructions. If he used a Cyberware Modulator that could take control of his limbs, he could even work on autopilot.
The work was certainly tiring, but it didn't require him to think.
The workshops mainly reprocessed semi-finished products. The more critical parts were handled by the Aldecaldos elsewhere.
In front of him was a blood-production device filled with blood-forming cells.
He was speaking to the robot beside him. It moved on treads and was equipped with a pair of omnidirectional bionic hands.
"That bad?" The robot's voice was electronically synthesized,