Chapter 66: Professional Lineage
The man was stunned, not knowing what Su Huan meant, and hesitated before replying, “No education, dropped out of junior high and started making a living, been working with my master on auto repairs ever since.”
Su Huan nodded lightly.
Recruiting this person was partly to relieve some of the hands-on pressure from Yu Jing, and partly to solve the future problem of armored vehicle modification and maintenance on the train.
He could perfectly fill the future “motorcycle modifier” position.
At that time, the motorcycle modifier profession was in the “Manufacturer” field, a “Motorcycle Modifier.”
It was one of the Wasteland Lineage, the so-called Wasteland Lineage being professions that scavengers evolved into on their own.
At that time, various forces were racing to research and develop all kinds of gene potions, perfecting the professional system, but ordinary people had no chance to access expensive gene potions and could only entrust their destiny to great evolution.
Thus, people evolved all sorts of bizarre abilities, and some accidentally formed new professions.
Combined with guidance and experiments from some forces, the wasteland became a massive incubator.
All sorts of new professions emerged endlessly.
But most of these professions were stuck at Tier 1, with very few even evolving to Tier 2.
Various messy names and unstructured professions filled the wasteland.
Many professions didn’t even have time to get proper names before vanishing into the wasteland along with their hosts the next day.
Gradually, big companies began launching their own systematic gene potions.
Like Deep Blue Data, which liked using nouns rich in Eastern flavor to name their series of abilities, such as “Manipulator” field’s “Kui Ba,” “Energizer” field’s “Blazing Sun Patrol Angel.”
Because there were only a few main professional lines, they were called the “Xuanhuang series.”
Not the Xuanhuang Lineage.
The wasteland mixed numerous professions including those from major companies, and over a few years, it slowly sorted out some main series and attached branch evolution directions, which were then called the “Wasteland Lineage.”
“Motorcycle Modifier” was a Tier 2 branch direction of “Mechanical Apprentice.”
So the full name of this profession should be Wasteland Lineage – Mechanical series – Motorcycle Modifier.
Su Huan’s profession originated from the Mechanical God Cult, slightly simpler: Gospel series – Cardinal Perpetual Motion.
The name used the highest-level ability in that direction.
But Motorcycle Modifier didn’t need that; Tier 2 was his limit.
At that time, Huang Hai spent all his savings to promote to Tier 2, combining intel he gathered, cultivating a total of thirteen abilities before combining into “Motorcycle Modifier.”
But he didn’t know which ability clashed, leading to a terrifyingly high error rate in his modifications.
Though he occasionally had strokes of genius, his horrific failure rate was more famous.
And the biggest cost was that the promotion damaged his brain.
Causing Huang Hai to sometimes
Clearly a rare Tier 2 technician in the Wasteland, yet his situation was not as good as when he was Tier 1.
How lamentable.
If the brain is damaged, it becomes difficult to go further back. This damn domain of the Manufacturer not only requires ability, but some professions also require knowledge!
Without knowledge, one might become a Manufacturer, but absolutely cannot reach the limit of this field.
This was also why Su Huan suddenly asked him if he was studying or not.
If he really awakened as a Manufacturer, then his life would be set.
Huang Hai was at least a university teacher, yet he was completely stuck by this profession card.
Not to mention an ordinary person who hasn’t even completed basic education.
Although a person pushed to the limit can do anything.
But things like math, physics, and chemistry—if you’re forced into a corner, it’s still no use. If you don’t know it, you just don’t know it.
But it’s still early to give the other side evolution. Xiao Ba and they haven’t been promoted yet. Even if it’s their turn, it would be Old San and they.
From inside to outside, from self to others, the order cannot be disrupted.
“Pack up your things in a bit, then go to the rear carriage to check the three fire trucks, see what’s wrong with them, repair what you can, list all the materials you need, and then give me a modification scheme.”
“Plan… scheme…” The man shrank back a little.
Hearing these two high-level terms, he started shivering.
Su Huan wasn’t really angry either. After all, the other party wasn’t Yu Jing; they could both design and work hands-on, but social divisions of labor differ.
“No need for you to write or draw. Just look at that fire truck and think hard about how to modify it. Once you have an idea, tell me then. Got it?”
“Understood, it will definitely be done well.”
Su Huan’s gaze turned to the resident doctor from the auxiliary department.
“What kind of doctor did you say you were?”
The young man swallowed and said it once, and Su Huan roughly understood.
The so-called auxiliary departments are doctors from examination departments like B-ultrasound imaging, who can judge the cause of the disease based on the images, but there is currently no professional equipment on the train for him to use.
“Can you treat illnesses?”
The young man nodded, then quickly shook his head.
Su Huan frowned. “It won’t happen once you leave the equipment, right?”
“Right.”
“Have you studied basic medical knowledge?”
“I’ve studied it.”
“You can distinguish between bones and blood vessels and such, right?”
The young man hesitated a bit, but still nodded.
“Not afraid of blood, right?”
“Of course not.”
Su Huan’s palm landed on his shoulder, and he smiled in approval, saying, “Divine Doctor!”
Young Man: “???”
Su Huan comforted, “Don’t worry, when the time comes, I’ll get you a whole white coat to put on. When the injured see you, their pain will lessen by three points. Besides, on the entire train, you’re the only nurse, so you’re already the most professional.”
The young man’s eye twitched at the corner.
Divine Doctor…… is that how it’s compared?
He wanted to say that his actual clinical skills might not even match those of a nurse in a major hospital.
But he didn’t dare.
Whatever, I’ll take it one step at a time.
Su Huan said thoughtfully, “You go help in Carriage 3. Once the Medical Carriage is established, there will be opportunities for you to shine.”
The young man nodded nervously, feeling uneasy in his heart, not knowing what kind of scene the Train Conductor’s opportunity would be.
But I always feel that scene might not look too good.
He really doesn’t know how to treat illnesses…
Su Huan then arranged tasks for the remaining few: the woman studying materials and doing engineering went to find Yu Jing, while the translator and the drone specialist went to search for electronic products on the train to see how many usable cameras there were.
He planned to set the surveillance terminal in his own room.
Achieve the ability to see all situations on the Train without leaving home.
Then, while modifying the train on the road, go open the ammunition depot, striving to seize it before the Steel Council.
At that time, the Armored Train would have sufficient firepower.
Su Huan was thinking about the next plan when he suddenly saw Yu Yue’s figure appear in the corridor. He subconsciously asked, “Did something happen?”
Yu Yue brushed the hair from her ear, seriously saying, “I hear the sound of a vehicle outside approaching us.”
“Hmm?”
At this moment, in the eighth carriage, Su Huan opened the side glass to gaze into the distance.
Amid a stretch of withered yellow, a rolling smoke dragon surged toward the railway track where the armored train was stationed.
