Number One Dungeon Supplier
chapter-1447

As Jin was looting the surrounding dead Mechanoids, Click was dismantling those who still had a decent pair of legs to check. So far, she was able to salvage three pairs of legs and to her surprise, those pairs of legs that she dismantled were of high quality. There were combat modules attached to it mainly allowing the Mechanoid to run longer without expending too much energy.

In addition, those legs were built with such sturdy materials that Click had to measure them to be strong enough to hold minimally twice the carry weight they could hold. Three times their weight was also possible but it would impact and offset the long distance combat module that had been installed within those legs. Now all she could hope was Diaz's machine 'genetics' was able to fit in properly without any rejection.

This was because there were cases of suicidal War Maidens who had implanted latent malware or viruses into their system. And those who wished to reuse their parts would cause those latent malware programmes to activate. After that spate of incidents, newer Mechanoids were installed with better antivirus systems and rejection modules were programmed to ensure that the War Maidens were not corrupted. If their antivirus system noticed any illegal modifications to the parts' integrity, they will reject it automatically.

It was also a gimmick by the various major manufacturer to ensure that any Mechanoids that were injured to use official manufactured parts but there were some minor allowances to mix and match mainly because they know that daily battles do not allow such rigidity. Thus, as long as the parts were thoroughly scanned and reported clean, the chances to use them were high.

However, time was of essence to the Grey Bear Squads. They might have destroyed a number of Mechanoids but that did not mean it had severely dwindled the numbers within Artridge. Jin assumed that it was better to give them no quarters and pressuring them would force them to blunder in some way but Yinn who had a diverse basic knowledge understood that it is a village meant that they might have access to machinery capable of creating even more Mechanoids...just more dumb down versions of it. If the Grey Bear Squads managed to bring down the rebels in the area, it would no doubt suppress the rebel movements within the Empire too.

Thus, Click did not have the time to do a thorough scan and with the promise of it to be completed within twenty minutes, she had no choice but to cut some corners. Besides, she was sure that Diaz anti virus system would also do the job by rejecting any problematic parts. "Here goes nothing." Click took a deep breath and slammed the salvaged leg into Diaz's thigh compartment.

Diaz who was connected to the power source within the cabin did a brute force antivirus scan to search for any problems with the right leg before dividing her processing power to both legs when Click installed the left leg as well. "Doing diagnostics as well." Click added as she turned on her own tactical console and started to check the status of Diaz.

"We might be able to hit jackpot." Click mumbled unwittingly but Diaz threw an ammunition clip at her head.

"Don't jinx it," Diaz complained as Click giggled and continued with her diagnostic scan. During the scan, any misalignment of the code was rectified by Click so that Diaz's antivirus system does not pick it up as an anomaly. 'Three strikes and it would be rejected' was the usual saying for most engineers who were doing replacement parts for their squads. Even though it usually varies between different manufacturers, it was the general rule of thumb that they had to adhere to and so far Click had gotten one.

"The joints attached well with no issues. Connecting deviating nanomachines to mend and amend the electric wiring." Click reported as Diaz slowly feel the feedback from the new pair of legs.

"Installing your operational system data into the legs." Click added as her typing got fast for a while and later an interval that required loading.

"Should be fine." Yinn entered the cabin with three sniper rifles behind her back, all of them the same model, the Macmillian M50 rifle.

"Both of you. Shuuushh!" Diaz was anxious since the rejection of the legs had its own terrible ejection feedback as well, something that Diaz did not like.

"Woah, isn't this an anti material rifle?" Click sidetracked the conversation and Yinn nodded her head with glee.

"No wonder...with the supercharged module, its bullets would no doubt smash through anything it passed through," Diaz commented and Yinn was happy that Jin gave the order to pick up these bad boys.

"I will check whether we can refill the supercharged module or it's those one time consumables." Click said as she received one of the rifles from Yinn and she opened the side of the rifle checking the module chip but she got thrown in the head with another ammunition clip.

"Concentrate on the scan! We do not have much time and luck to spare." Diaz's frustration was visible as her anxiety that it would go wrong at the very last minute. Thankfully, it went well hitting a 100% completion rate as the scan later revealed that there was a 23% deviation from the standard requirements. 3% short of it being rejected.

At that moment, Jin came in with a briefcase with its contents locked under an electronic keypad. "Click, are you able to unlock this?" He asked but the rest within the room was more mortified by the item that he had with him. "What? What's wrong with this briefcase?"

"I forgot he isn't from this world and I am starting to believe that." Diaz shook her head and the others follow suit. It was more exciting than the instalment of Diaz's legs and she did not even do any test runs before the actual walking, forcing her legs to move so that she could have a look at the red briefcase to confirm the suspicion that she had when the rest had their eyes filled with bewilderment.

"You might have found something that might change how to acquire Artbridge from the rebels." Yinn smiled as she picked up the briefcase and tapped on it proudly.