Wasteland Development Diary

“I am Bai Bi, a weapon spirit attendant under Lord Bingzhu. I am here on Lord Bingzhu's orders to visit your esteemed establishment and hope to discuss cooperation with Mr. Zhou.”

The visitor spoke very formally.

Bai Bi was a petite and charming girl, wearing a large hooded cloak.

She lifted her hood, revealing soft hair and two rabbit ears, carrying a small, somewhat rusty metal coffin on her back.

Seeing the coffin, Zhou Yi's pupils contracted slightly.

He immediately returned to normal and said politely, “Miss Bai Bi, hello. Welcome to Emerald City. What would you like to drink? Tea?”

“Whatever the host offers.”

Bai Bi stared intently at a can of ancient-era engine oil on the shelf.

Although puzzled, Zhou Yi handed her the can of oil.

The rabbit-eared girl immediately opened the ring pull, took a big gulp of oil, and showed a comfortable expression.

“Thank you, this is the best!”

“Miss Bai Bi, you've come from afar, but this thing on your back... you can put it down to make it easier to sit.”

Zhou Yi said.

“Indeed.”

Saying so, she took off the coffin with iron chains and placed it aside.

Only then did Bai Bi sit down on the chair and say, “Mr. Zhou, this time, Lord Bingzhu hopes to purchase a batch of Floating Hearts from you.”

“Of course, no problem.”

Zhou Yi nodded, “How many do you need? Our current production capacity hasn't increased yet, and everyone is ordering, so the quantity isn't very large.”

“The more, the better.”

Bai Bi said, “We plan to buy 1,000 to try first.”

Zhou Yi asked Hong Falcon next to him, “How much usable inventory does the company currently have?”

“81, including 2 defective products, 30 undergoing repeated testing, 20 already reserved, and the remainder is for company reserves.”

The drone said, “Only 29 are available.”

Zhou Yi thought for a moment, “Then I'll allocate half, giving you 14. When production capacity increases, it will be much better.”

Bai Bi showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, “This is too little, I really can't explain it if I only take 14 back...”

“I have to get at least 100 back, making up 1/10.”

Zhou Yi was helpless and could only say, “Then you wait here for a week and see if we can spare a few.”

She stayed like that.

To make things easier, Zhou Yi asked Qian Su to be in charge of reception.

The next day, Qian Su came to report the information she had gathered.

“Chairman, Bai Bi is very sensitive to weapons. She has been discussing weapons with me, knows my inventory of equipment like the back of her hand, and can tell the specific functions and effects with a few fiddles.”

“But she herself is not human, just looks like one.”

“But she is not a mechanical life form, nor a photonoid, because she doesn't breathe, and it's optional for her to eat.”

Zhou Yi also noticed this.

He used [Alertness] to observe Bai Bi and found that she herself did not glow, just like an ordinary person.

The rusty coffin on her back, however, emitted a dangerous seven-colored light—it was actually a photon core body.

But it was impossible to confirm what was inside.

“Bai Bi said that weapon spirits are the forms of various weapons after being given life.”

“Her essence is a weapon, and she will only release her true form in battle.”

Zhou Yi remembered that the three main forces that resisted the Celestials in the past were the Black Emperor's Dawn Guard, the Old King's Star Pivot Matrix, and the Weapon Lord's weapon spirits.

Weapon spirits are really humanoid weapons.

No wonder she drinks engine oil.

“As for the coffin on her back, it contains something of the Weapon Lord. But the Weapon Lord doesn't allow it to be opened, and didn't say what it was, so she doesn't know either.”

Zhou Yi was stunned, “She just said all that?”

“She said everything.”

Qian Su also looked puzzled, “It was so smooth that I suspected I was being used by her. But later I chatted with her and learned that she is just like that, not the secretive type. She also said that the Weapon Lord let her come, and must have thought of these things.”

“So it should be the Weapon Lord releasing goodwill to us, indirectly informing us of some information.”

Zhou Yi nodded.

That should be the case.

On the third day, Bai Bi suddenly ran to Emerald City with the coffin on her back.

“Mr. Zhou, I forgot to mention an important thing!”

“Please speak.”

“The Weapon Lord's side has suffered damage to their Heteromorphs, some of which are completely unusable. We have tried many methods, but cannot repair them. Could you go to the Golden Elephant Valley and repair them? We will definitely not treat you unfairly in terms of price.”

Weapon Hunter Fang Qiao had also mentioned this.

Zhou Yi had to decline again on the grounds of being busy.

The Forbidden Continent was to be visited, but not now.

Currently, there is still the threat of the Mechanical City Group on the side, and he must be stationed in Sandport.

“I see... Actually, I also know that you just fought a battle with the United Guard here, and the current situation is still very tense, so you definitely can't spare the time.”

Bai Bi said with a serious face, “But if you have time, please come over. Our weapon spirits will definitely protect your safety.”

“I will visit after the situation here stabilizes.”

Zhou Yi also responded solemnly.

The other party immediately smiled.

No matter how you look at it, Bai Bi looks like a lively girl, only the two rabbit ears are a bit too long.

Zhou Yi pointed to the rabbit ears, “Are these your ears, or equipment?”

“These are antennas, antennas.”

Bai Bi pinched her long ears with her hand, “The outside is a protective cover, so it looks less strange.”

So they are two antennas.

Zhou Yi suddenly realized.

The other party also noticed his right arm, “Eh? Is your hand broken? This is a common prosthetic, right? Can I take a look?”

“Of course.”

The rabbit-eared weapon spirit pinched Zhou Yi's right prosthetic arm, skillfully turned it and disassembled it, and also cleaned the dust inside with a small brush, and applied a milky white grease.

“This is our self-made silicone grease, which weapon spirits also use.”

She explained, “Silicone grease can improve heat dissipation, prevent corrosion, shock, and dust. The core component inside the prosthetic is a light imprint, which is used frequently. Using silicone grease to protect specific areas can improve stability and reduce latency. Try it.”

Zhou Yi tried it.

It really was.

The previous dullness was significantly weakened, and the entire prosthetic arm seemed to respond much more sensitively.

“As expected of an expert.”

Zhou Yi exclaimed, “Are weapon spirits all weapon experts like this?”

“Of course, we ourselves are weapons, and we must also maintain, repair, and even partially upgrade ourselves.”

Bai Bi puffed out her chest slightly and said proudly, “I am relatively good at maintenance and storage, so I can see a little problem with your prosthetic arm. But overall, it is still very new and can last at least 3-5 years. With proper maintenance, it is normal to use it for 10 to 15 years.”

“Mr. Zhou, although the craftsmanship of your prosthetic arm is good, it is too simple and cannot match your identity at all. If you visit Golden Elephant Valley, Lord Bingzhu will definitely be able to create a brand new prosthetic arm for you, at least A-level. Although it is not as good as the original body, the strength will definitely be much higher than this.”

Zhou Yi smiled, “Definitely.”

“I see that the break in your arm should have been cut off by a photon core body.”

Bai Bi continued, “The photon core body has special power elements that can lock the body like a chain. If you remove this element, your flesh will grow back.”

Zhou Yi nodded, “Do you have a way?”

“I can't.”

The rabbit-eared girl shook her head, “But Lord Bingzhu can do it. If you help us repair the Heteromorphs, the Lord will definitely help you find a way to heal your hand.”

Zhou Yi thought.

It seems that I really have to go to Golden Elephant Valley as soon as possible.

I can't break through to the photon core body in a short time, and Lord Bingzhu's treatment is the fastest way to restore my arm.

Although the Bingzhu lineage is very enthusiastic about weapon collection, their external reputation has always been characterized by low-key and non-provocative behavior, which is more reliable than Star Pivot and Heaven.

“There is one more thing, which is my personal request.”

Bai Bi said, “I would like to use myself as a sample to test the compatibility between the Floating Heart and the weapon spirit. Could you please ask the technicians to install it for me?”

“Of course, there is no problem.”

In fact.

Zhou Yi was also very interested in the structure of the weapon spirit.

The two chief engineers of Floating Heart, Liu Fusheng and Chen Ruixiang, came to Emerald City with equipment, and Qian Su acted as an assistant.

Bai Bi twisted her head around her neck twice and took it off, then grabbed a silver metal plate from her neck and said, “This is my light imprint spine, just install it on this.”

So the two old engineers started to get busy.

Throughout the process, Bai Bi also actively discussed with them.

“This cylindrical structure is very suitable for us and can be directly fixed on the spine. Charging with oil... you can make two external oil tanks to increase battery life.”

“That won't work, the light imprint interface there needs to be connected to weapon peripherals. Testing weapons is one of our jobs, so we must leave enough interfaces.”

“Can I install two hearts together? I see there are two gears, right? Please turn on the high-intensity gear. I think it works better that way, and I can handle it. According to the standards of the Mechanical City, I am also A-level in strength, so please don't worry and increase the intensity.”

……

While they were discussing the installation, Zhou Yi was also watching.

Bai Bi only showed a section of the metal spine, but she couldn't see anything deeper inside. As a layman, he could only watch the excitement.

The process was not smooth, and various problems kept appearing, leading to installation and debugging failures.

Everyone patiently continued to try.

A voice suddenly appeared in Zhou Yi's mind.

“Chairman, I came into contact with the thing in that coffin.”

It's Microphone Bully.

Zhou Yi asked calmly, “How so?”

“The thing inside is a conceptual life, but it has fallen into a very strange state and is constantly changing. This change is a non-stop movement.”

“It is a very special conceptual life, calling itself Miss Luck, one side is good luck, the other side is bad luck. These two states are constantly switching, so it will affect the probability and form of surrounding events...”

Zhou Yi frowned.

Conceptual life [Miss Luck] was locked in an iron coffin by Lord Bingzhu.