Start adding points from Edgewalker

Ling Luxian waved his hand, "Alright, stop being so cheesy. When the car comes, we'll leave here."

Not long after, a black car drove slowly over and stopped in front of the two people.

The car door opened and a burly man wearing sunglasses got out from the passenger seat.

"Hanz asked me to come."

Ling Luxian handed the tablet to the mercenary, "Here, it's all here."

"Then get in the car."

After Hands' mercenary put away the tablet containing the design blueprints, he opened the back door for Ling Luxian and the other man.

After the two got in the car, it sped towards its destination.

After arriving at the place arranged by Hands, the prosthetic doctor had been waiting for a long time.

The prosthetic doctor frowned when he saw Hassan's condition. "The connection of this nerve is too complicated. It will take some effort to remove the prototype."

Ling Luxian shrugged, this is how Arasaka was designed.

It's a design flaw, otherwise Arasaka would have started mass production long ago.

Judging from Arasaka's progress, if the prosthetic eye and the design blueprint have not been stolen, I'm afraid the results will be optimized soon.

This doesn't mean we have to start over again, but the design progress will probably be greatly reduced.

Not long after, Mr. Hands also came here.

Ling Luxian heard the familiar footsteps and the sound of a cane tapping the ground, and asked without turning his head.

"Are you here for the prosthetic eye prototype?"

"Haha, it doesn't matter who you sell it to, right? How's our lucky guy?"

Mr. Hands paused and leaned his hands on his cane.

Ling Luxian then said: "It's still on the operating chair. This is not an easy job. You are also familiar with the designs of the Japanese. These guys are always awkward and have complicated the structure.

And it’s a prototype used for testing, so it’s a bit troublesome to handle.”

Mr. Hands nodded slightly and looked in Hassan's direction. "I hope it goes well this time. This is a priceless item. It would be a shame if it was ruined."

Ling Luxian leaned against the wall with a calm look.

"Don't worry about Arasaka. Have you figured out how to handle Zeta Technology?"

"Humph!" Mr. Hands snorted, "They cheated me first, and I haven't settled the score with them yet."

"Oh? You want to take over the company? So brave." Ling Luxian tilted his head and looked at him.

Mr. Hands showed a trace of disdain on his face and straightened his clothes. "Of course I won't be stupid enough to confront them head-on, but they went too far in this matter. They must give me an explanation."

Ling Luxian raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you already have a plan."

"Of course." A gleam flashed in Mr. Hands' eyes. "Just give them the design blueprint. As for the prototype, just say it was found by Arasaka. Then cry bitterly and ask for some benefits."

"This doesn't fit your image." Ling Luxian exclaimed in amazement.

"We are talking about business."

Mr. Hands is a businessman, so it's okay for him to bow his head temporarily in front of the company.

In other words, those middlemen who think highly of themselves should not live a miserable life, especially those who dare to put up a bad face to the company.

Mr. Hands is old enough to have passed the impulsive stage and he only acts for profit.

Not long after, Hassan and the prosthetic doctor walked out of the operating room together.

The prosthetic doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Finally, I took it out, but this thing is really delicate. If there is any mistake, it will be completely destroyed."

Ling Luxian walked to Hassan and patted his shoulder. "How do you feel?" Hassan stretched his body. "Much better, but I feel a little empty."

"Haha, I can just install a prosthetic eye later."

Mr. Hands tapped his cane to get Hassan's attention.

"Who is this?" Hassan asked cautiously.

Ling Lu curled his lips and said, "Our middleman, Mr. Hands."

"Hello, Mr. Hassan, are you interested in transferring this prosthetic eye prototype to me?"

Hassan was a little hesitant. After all, he had already decided on a buyer for the prosthetic eye prototype.

Seeing this, Ling Luxian advised, "Hassan, Mr. Hands is a famous middleman in Night City. The price he offers will definitely be fair. Besides, it won't be of much use to you if you keep it. On the contrary, it may bring you a fatal disaster."

Hassan gritted his teeth. It didn't matter who he sold it to, it was better to sell it as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.

"Well, Mr. Hands, I hope you can offer a good price."

Mr. Hands laughed. "Of course. My reputation in this business is very good. How about 800,000 euros?"

Hassan's face changed when he heard this, and he knew that Mr. Hands had investigated him thoroughly.

This was exactly the price Hassan had agreed with the buyer online.

Although there is a premium for the design blueprint, he certainly cannot keep the design blueprint, otherwise Mr. Hands would not offer this price.

Mr. Hands thought Hassan disagreed, so he added in a more serious tone, "How about I arrange a new identity for you?"

Mr. Hands values talent, and since Hassan is an engineer at Zeta Technology, his skills must be good.

For a while, Mr. Hands wanted to recruit Hassan into his team. However, this was no reason for Hassan to be arrogant. What he hated most was people who showed off.

Except for those who can pose a serious threat to him, unfortunately Hassan is not among them.

Seeing that Mr. Hands was obviously unhappy, Hassan agreed repeatedly, "Thank you very much, Mr. Hands."

Hands said meaningfully: "Since you want to survive in Dog Town, you have to learn more about its rules."

Hassan nodded quickly. "I understand, Mr. Hands."

Ling Luxian looked at Hassan nodding and bowing, and felt secretly amused.

After Mr. Hands had someone carefully put away the prototype of the artificial eye, he turned to Ling Luxian and said, "Thanks to you this time. Here is your reward."

Then he handed over a credit chip.

"Ha, this is a legitimate business, why is it like it's so shameful?"

Ling Lu took over and accepted it without hesitation.

Normally, it is a direct transfer. Only when doing shady work or bribery will people choose to pay with a credit chip.

Of course, there is another disadvantage to using credit chips, which is that it is easy for someone to tamper with the credit chips.

If a virus is implanted, it will be terrible. Therefore, the black business usually takes more cash.

Mr. Hands' face turned serious. "Pilot, I believe you know what we are doing today, so I hope you can keep it a secret."

Ling Luxian played with the credit chip and replied nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Mr. Hands, I don't want to cause trouble for myself."

Mr. Hands nodded slightly. He was relieved that Ling Luxian was very well-behaved on the road.

"Anything else? If not, I'll leave."

"It's okay, please do as you please."

Ling Luxian left Dog Town without looking back. He had done enough today and was ready to take a rest.