[HEQrC]

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Chapter 54: Changing Arms

This... was that really Truth Eye's ability?

Xing Ye used his black little bean eyes to look at the copper mirror man, unconvinced. The big mirror sounded confident, with even his chest raised proudly.

He definitely suspected Cao Qian's sister was a following fate player, but he was nowhere near as sure as the mirror, who made his judgement after just one meeting.

Xing Ye asked, "I've always forgotten to ask this, but how did you find other players in your games before?"

"I can see through them with just a glance." The big mirror pointed at his big, crystal eyes. "It's probably because I've always been following my dad to meet people, so I can see through all their fake smiles. Oh yeah, you're also always fake smiling."

Xing Ye: "... Let's go visit Cao Qian in the repair shop."

There was no point waiting outside the engine oil shop while Cao Qian's sister was getting her engine oil purified. It was better to meet up with Cao Qian to swap information, and they had an excuse to go there anyways.

The commercial area wasn't very big. They walked for ten minutes before arriving at the repair shop, where an old puppet with a beard was helping Cao Qian change her arm.

"Sigh, matchstick puppets are just too fragile. You could get some iron sheets and solder them onto your body to make it stronger, but your mother doesn't want to pay the 30 primary ores for it." The old puppet told Cao Qian.

He should be Old Nect.

Xing Ye carried his sack and knocked on the door like a beggar. Old Nect raised his head, his hands not pausing as he spoke, "I've already accumulated a lot of scraps here. Just give me a moment, I'll get it once I'm done."

"Thank you." Xing Ye said politely.

Old Nect noticed Xing Ye's arm had fallen off and shook his head. "How did your arm fall off? I told you to just go out and mine primary ore outside the city to change your engine oil, but you just won't. You've already wasted two years trying to change your body, refusing to work properly... sigh!

"My son's been studying puppet repair. He's still training, so his technique isn't great. He can use scrap parts from other guests to fix your arm. I won't make you pay, but I can't guarantee that it'll be good either. What do you think?"

Xing Ye naturally wouldn't refuse. He's had enough of being disabled.

Cao Qian glanced at Xing Ye, happy for him.

Under Old Nect's instructions, Xing Ye left his scrap collecting sack by the back door and sat in the chair next to Cao Qian, waiting for Little Nect to replace his arm. The mirror stood near Xing Ye, leaning snugly against the wall. He was completely flat and the winder on the back of his head was very small, so it didn't hinder him at all.

"Damn brat, there's a customer here!" Old Nect's repair shop had two floors. He shouted upstairs and a few minutes later, an iron puppet slowly came down.

"Help him install an arm. There's materials in the chest in the corner, just choose whichever one you like." Old Nect said.

Little Nect was 1.8 meters tall, with long legs and a slender waist. His pecs... there were two strong iron lumps on his chest. According to puppet aesthetics, he should be a very handsome man.

"My technique's not good enough." Little Nect resisted.

"You need to keep practicing. Sooner or later, this family shop will be passed down to you." Old Nect said like an ordinary old man.