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"Now we should find a job." Bruce spread his hands while looking at the busy traffic that was somewhat similar to New York in the past.

“To be honest, two planets with completely different physical parameters, I think I need some time to determine the constants here.

Really, I even suspect that even the short wavelengths of the lines emitted by the cosmic background are different. "

Bob asked: "Does this... have anything to do with you not being able to find a job? Excuse, but it seems more difficult for us to return to our old profession. Boss, there are more guards here than I thought."

Behind each person is a uniformed and fully armed robot. Their tall bodies almost eliminate all criminal activities.

There is also one behind Duke and the others, which seems to be a standard equipment for the upper class, but there are only two robots behind Duke and the others.

One escorts these fat-headed fish.

Duke said to the fat-headed fish: "I think you should know where the star port is."

"Yes, we don't need your assistance."

They resented Duke for not catching their fallen comrade.

After the fat-headed fish left, Bob said, "It looks like we made a loss-making business."

Edwin only gave them a total of more than 90 units of energy, and these fat-headed fish cost sixty. If they robbed them directly, they would not need to take these fat-headed fish with them.

Duke said: “This is the case when there is information asymmetry. We know nothing about this information, but the other party knows everything.

But I've never been worried about not having money. Bruce, Bob, it's time for us to find a job. "

With so many robots in this city, at least maintenance and modification is a profession that will not fall behind.

Walking along the street and passing through the traffic, Duke found a spherical building with a sign of Tebolan Machinery Repair, opened the door and walked in.

An old man with four eyes was welding something while wearing glasses. His glasses were specially made, just like a gas mask. His workbench was facing the door. After seeing Duke and the others walking in, , he put down his work and walked to the table with the computer directly opposite the door.

"State your request."

Duke said: "We are here to find a job. There is a note on your door saying that you need an assistant."

The old man looked at the computer with two eyes, and looked at Duke with both eyes. He put down his hands from the screen, "Yes... I am looking for an assistant, but I don't need an assistant who knows nothing, nor do I need an assistant who knows nothing." So many assistants are needed.

Well... you just came up from the lower level."

"Yes."

"How pitiful... It seems that you have handed over all your wealth to the regulatory bureau. Let me think about it... um..." The old man raised all four eyes to look at Duke and the others, "I am a kind-hearted person." people, so I will give you a chance.”

"Sigh... I can't bear to watch the plight of strangers indifferently."

The old man sighed and said to them: "I need an assistant, a person responsible for transporting goods, a person responsible for cutting and moving large metals, and a person who can sit here and talk to the guests. This person Preferably female...

Well, judging from the general sexual characteristics of humanoid races, there shouldn't be a single female among you.

But there is a premise that you can't know everything. Clumsy assistants will ruin my reputation. "

Rogier said: "The person standing in front of you is a mechanical master, Duke. Prove it to him."

The old man said: "Master of Mechanics... You think this name is too simple. The gauntlet on your hand is his work. Let me take a look."

Rogier handed the gauntlet that Duke had repaired to the old man. The old man turned it over and looked at it, "It meets my requirements for an assistant, but it is still a bit far away from being a mechanical master. Oh... you can actually use the miniature weapon module. change"

The old man's two eyes continued to look at the gauntlet in his hand, and his two eyes looked at Duke. Duke said: "Well, but after miniaturization, the power of these weapons will also be reduced accordingly, and the energy dissipated in the air is almost inevitable."

The old man nodded and said: "That's enough. You can be my assistant. You, the silly big guy, are responsible for cutting the minerals in my warehouse behind me. You, the playful black boy, are responsible for going to the customer's door to bring them what they need for repair." The things will be sent back to others after they are repaired.

And you, the skinny miner who seems to know nothing, just sit here and see if anyone places an order. "

Bob asked: "Where are our wages?"

"One unit of energy per month may not sound like much, but it is enough for your daily expenses. You have three days off and three days off. With this job, you can enjoy the rights of citizens, such as medical and education subsidies, parks and books Museum, a free holographic movie every month, etc.

You can stay if you want, but leave quickly if you don't. "

The old man returned to his workbench and waved to Duke, "Here, this is the cleaning module of a household cleaning robot. Come and try to repair it."

It seems that at the upper level, energy is more valuable than Duke imagined. One unit of energy is enough for one person to spend for a month. Of course, it is not ruled out that the old man wants to deceive them to obtain cheap labor.

Duke asked, "What can I learn by working here?"

The old man asked: "What knowledge do you want to learn?"

"Mechanical aspects, such as the structure and assembly of mechas."

The old man said: "Oh... I only have a drawing of the C-Mecha here. If you want to be higher, you need to join the garrison here.

My personal suggestion is that if you are a novice mechanic, you should repair household machinery here for several years before you think about those things. "

Duke said: "Okay."

"Here, try to fix this thing."

Duke walked over and picked up the screwdriver and welding gun with both hands. The old man guided on the side, "The circuit board of this module is burned out. You need to redraw the circuit board pattern and then use this machine to print it out.

Or you use the metal in your hand and the welding gun to weld directly on the burned circuit board, according to the customer's wishes, the latter. "

Bob and the others watched Duke enter working mode and glanced at each other. Bruce said: "Then I will go to the front desk. Bob, you are responsible for picking up the broken machinery from the customer's house and sending it back to him after it is repaired." , just like a delivery boy.”

Rogier said: "I didn't expect that after I got to the upper level, it would be worse than the lower level... Well, can I be an assistant? I seem to be able to repair things."

The old man said: "My name is Jeff, not that. You can call me boss or store manager, whatever.

If you can also repair, of course you can, but the treatment will not change.

The thinnest one, your monthly salary is only 0.5 energy, because your work is too easy. "

Bruce didn't care. He didn't have any relatives or ideals. "As long as he doesn't starve to death, that's enough."

"Go to work."