After resting for fifteen minutes, Jack finally focused on the haphazardly piled parts before him. After carefully examining and continuously experimenting with them, Jack felt bewildered.
Rusty Cybernetics, discarded junk, and many Cybernetics were directly shattered, revealing their intricate internal wiring. As for a large object in the corner, it was even more absurd; no matter how Jack looked at it, he thought it was a toilet…
"Could it be… could it be that my predecessor used this place as a restroom…?"
Jack was lost. He had no idea how to install these junk items onto a person, and even if they were installed… would they really be useful?
"System, oh System, aren't you already activated? At least give me some hints. What should I do now? Guess blindly? Ugh…"
Jack unconsciously wiped bloodstains from the Succubus Mark II while immersing himself in his brain-computer interface, trying to connect to the internet to see what it felt like.
"Ding! System network connection successful…"
"Congratulations, Host! You have acquired the talent—Mechanical Analysis, which allows you to quickly understand the structure and composition of simple mechanical constructs."
"For your first talent acquisition, you receive an additional reward—Mechanical Truth, which allows you to learn any mechanical-related knowledge content extremely quickly."
"…Where's the mission? Where's my mission? Where are the rewards?"
"Is the Mechanical Overlord System just slacking off like this?"
"…"
"Ding! Initial mission generated: Learn mechanical human anatomy, perform mechanical modifications for ten patients, and receive the reward: Mini EMP Electromagnetic Pulse Bomb Blueprint after gaining all positive reviews."
"…"
Was this considered a royal flush start?
Jack wasn't sure. He only knew that, given the current turn of events, Mr. Blue Eyes he had been most worried about now seemed less terrifying.
"Scavengers… the era of us weaklings squabbling is about to end!"
Jack stopped lamenting. He turned his gaze to the computer next to the pile of parts, his heart burning with excitement.
Currently, he lacked the conditions to learn high-end mechanical constructs, but by using the computer to understand human anatomy, the neural link between the body and Cybernetics, and with the assistance of Mechanical Truth, there was no reason he couldn't succeed!
...
Three days later, Jack completed physical examinations and modifications for some Destiny Church members, including the installation of the Succubus Mark II for that affiliated member.
The discomfort he had imagined during the surgery did not appear. He paid great attention to sterilization and disinfection, and the feared malfunctions did not occur.
However, these second-hand Cybernetics of unknown origin were never truly good things. As the owner, Isabella even wanted to give Jack a deep massage…
Jack righteously refused. It wasn't because he was great or noble; it was simply because he was a medical professional. He felt that he had developed a mental cleanliness after going through the entire process from replacement to installation.
Seven days later, at noon, Ben, who was sitting bored at the bar counter, yawning, finally saw Jack, with a sickly smile, walk out of the mechanical workshop.
"Jack… no wonder you wanted me to be the Leader of Destiny Church. You've been in there for ten days, and… and it's been stifling me!" Ben was a bit excited. He wanted to complain to Jack about the recent tedious matters.
Jack waved his hand. What he couldn't understand before, he could now clearly discern on Ben's body with a single glance: a mechanized metal arm, not the gorilla model, but more like a pieced-together defective product.
Next was a pair of ordinary bifurcated Type 1 Cybernetic eyes. More in-depth details would require testing to ascertain.
Ben hadn't been running around much during this time. While Jack was in the workshop, he had been guarding either in the bar or directly outside the door. He was very afraid that his negligence would allow the Scavengers to assassinate Jack.
Recently, he had killed a sneaky Scavenger member. In Ben's perception, this was an assassin!
"Ben, come here. I've made some little gadgets for you to put on; they should increase your combat power by a notch." Jack waved, signaling Ben to follow him quickly.
Ben nodded and trotted over without hesitation.
However, when he entered the mechanical workshop, his smile almost froze.
If Jack hadn't genuinely saved him, he might have even wondered if this pile of junk would really be useful when installed on him.
Ben followed Jack's direction, looking at the pile of Cybernetics, and an expression of resolute self-sacrifice immediately appeared on his face!
Just by looking, he certainly had no desire to put these things inside his body.
Cybernetics with wires sticking out, scrap metal, and junk pieced together with rust… Can, can this really be installed?
"Jack, I, I'm ready. Come on!"
"…Don't be nervous. Let me introduce them to you first, and you can decide whether to install them. I definitely won't force you!"
Jack casually picked an item from a large pile of junk. It was a rusty metal glove, and he could still see the messy transmission wires inside.
He gently tapped it, and the five fingers instantly opened completely, revealing five dark gun barrels extending from within…
"This is called Five-Finger Heart-Plucker! Its frontal firing range might be average, but if you engage in close combat… it uses 12-gauge buckshot."
Jack looked at Ben, who was swallowing and looked bewildered, and continued to explain:
"Buckshot! That means a shotgun!"
"A shotgun's measurement isn't caliber, but gauge! 12-gauge means one lead ball can just fit into the barrel, and its weight is 1/12 of a pound!"
"At close range, a single shot to the face will shatter the target and pluck its heart!"
Ben: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っ"