CHAPTER 285: CHAPTER 182: "PRIVATE CUSTOMIZED CUSTOM SHOP."_2

The term "Mechanical Civilization" was a phrase he had always speculated about internally, but on the screen introducing this Adventure Map, the term "Mechanical Civilization" was explicitly mentioned.

These details reveal a lot of information.

Namely, their "Train" and "Accessories" methods are all inherited from the Mechanical Civilization, and their common enemies are all sorts of various monsters.

As the saying goes, observe one leaf to glimpse the essence of autumn.

In these inconspicuous places, one can often discover much information.

Afterwards, Chen Mang walked out of the shop, spread out the paper version of the city map on the ground. The map was large, covering a full nine square meters, each side being three meters.

This city was not large.

It wasn’t bigger than the city they encountered with the "Earth Core Nuclear Bomb," perhaps just a quarter of that city’s size. The reason the map was so big was because it detailed all the shops on the streets, overly so.

"..."

Chen Mang bent down, frowning as he carefully examined the map spread on the ground. The entire city had no residential areas, just a mess of various shops whose names he couldn’t even guess their purpose.

"Sanqi Entropy Core Pawnshop."

"Daily ’Love’ Pain Charge Pole."

"Marvelous Experience Paradox Clock Shop."

"Mechanical Train Confession Room."

"Eden Memory Bank."

Among these messy shops, he could only roughly guess what "Eden Memory Bank" was about, probably something related to memory. The rest were completely beyond his guess.

On the map, there were three large areas marked with stars.

They all occupied significant land.

They were —

Entertainment City, Entertainment City, and Entertainment City.

"Not bad."

Chen Mang rolled up the map and tossed it to Zhang Yi beside him, looked at the direction guide on the street sign, got on the off-road motorcycle, and suddenly revved the throttle, speeding along the street in a roar!

Biaozi and the others hurriedly got on their off-road motorcycles to follow.

A city specifically built for entertainment and relaxation, indeed.

All three major areas were Entertainment Cities.

Moreover, through this store information, one could make a basic judgment that not all beings in the Mechanical Civilization were robots; there were also many humans, and humans probably held significant positions, otherwise things like cola and casinos wouldn’t exist.

At least.

He felt that a robot, whose core comprised countless data codes, wasn’t likely to have a strong love for gambling, which is fundamentally about probability.

...

"Private Customized Custom Shop."

The Train Captain of the King of Electronic Music Train finally reunited with his thugs, and at this moment he stood in front of this "Private Customized Custom Shop" with a satisfied smile and nod.

His train had been upgraded to level 4.

Originally, when heading to the Shahe Plain, he wanted to see how the Fixed Star, having developed well in the Tieling Wasteland, would perform in Shahe Plain, but upon arrival, Fixed Star’s name was nowhere on the leaderboards in Shahe Plain.

He initially thought Fixed Star had faded into obscurity or met a crisis and perished.

Out of curiosity, he asked a question in the Train Radio.

The response...

was just "..." three dots.

Later on, he learned that during those days he was mining in the white zone, Fixed Star had already dominated the Shahe Plain and moved on to more advanced areas.

So fast indeed.

He also gained a certain opportunity, which allowed him to jump to a level 4 train, which was already considered fast, yet Fixed Star was even faster, which was frankly outrageous. It couldn’t be that while he struggled to find one chance before Doomsday, that guy got opportunities every now and then.

But—

it’s not the time to think about this now.

The dwarf man, also known as the Train Captain of the King of Electronic Music Train, pushed the shop door open with a satisfied expression. If he hadn’t been looking for a secluded spot to pee, he would’ve missed this shop hidden in an alleyway.

The store’s decor was predominantly red, looking quite ambiguous.

At the entrance was a kneeling female robot service attendant, holding a tablet aloft.

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"Private Customized Custom Shop."

"All custom service personnel in this shop are humanoid simulation robots."

"Any desired type can be customized."

"Height, race, skin color, gender, age, etc."

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"Hmm..."

The dwarf man was quite pleased with the kneeling service upon entering, as this allowed him not to look up, very suitable for him. He then looked at the various options on the tablet, his mouth slightly open and a flicker of shock passing through his eyes.

"There are actually 48 skin color options, impressive."

"Let me see..."

"Hmm, the default can only choose the opposite sex, right?"

"Yes sir, same-sex is illegal..."

"Understood, I’m not that kind of person either."

"...Requires extra payment."

The dwarf man looked expressionlessly at the kneeling robot service attendant, then pointed to the small print on the screen: "What does it mean that the prices for fully simulated and semi-simulated humans are the same?"

"Regulations state that all mechanical creatures must reveal obvious mechanical organs in conspicuous areas to distinguish from humans."

"Using fully simulated humans as service personnel in custom shops is against the law."

"So...?"

"Requires extra payment."

"No, I mean, the law doesn’t seem to have much restriction over you, right?"

"In Eden City, the laws are slightly relaxed."

"How relaxed specifically?"

"Depends on how much extra you pay."

"..." The dwarf man pursed his lips, didn’t dwell on it, thought for a moment before speaking: "Custom make me a three-meter tall one, with the golden figure, you know, with prominent curves, how much?"

"Please choose your intelligent chip level."

"Level 1 Intelligent Chip": It can perform basic actions and sounds, priced at 1800 points.

"Level 2 Intelligent Chip": Possesses intelligence like mine, priced at 4900 points.

"Level 3 Intelligent Chip": Possesses intelligence close to humans, priced at 12800 points.

The kneeling robot female service attendant calmly and with a standard smile introduced: "The higher the intelligent chip level, the better the experience, and perhaps you could develop feelings with a Level 3 chip service personnel."

"You can redeem her."

"She’s always inserted into different bodies, so don’t consider her dirty; her original form is clean. Just have a new body crafted for her, and she still aligns with the virgin status humans favor."

"..."

The dwarf man looked expressionlessly at the kneeling woman, after a long silence, he softly said: "You really know how to have fun."

"Get me a Level 1 Intelligent Chip."

He then turned to his henchmen behind him: "See if there’s something you’d like to play, I’ll pay, but be mindful while choosing, I only have ten thousand, don’t overspend."

He had checked at the Mechanical Train Accessories Store.

With these ten thousand points, he couldn’t buy much; might as well enjoy a bit here.

The henchmen behind him, seeing this, had their eyes lit up. They appreciated their boss for always sharing the wealth.

"Can I get a zombie version? Not too gory, make it a tad sexy."

"I want a miniature, a thirty centimeter tall one."

"A regular one is fine for me, but make the face beautiful... make it look like yours."

"Can I order you?"

"..."

...

Nearly a hundred Train Captains, almost half of them entered the custom shop to experience the custom services of the Mechanical Civilization, an unprecedented experience.

If Doomsday hadn’t come.

They wouldn’t have had such an opportunity.

Though many projects were a bit too boundary-pushing, as long as they were labeled with an "experience" tag, the acceptance level markedly increased.