The 3D-printed train was brand new and tidy inside and out, yet the carriage where the players were was a chaotic mess.
All sorts of shouting, arguing, and offers to pay big money for chips could be heard non-stop.
"Bullets for sale, bullets for sale! Handgun bullets, shotgun bullets, smart bullets, all models available. If you want them, hit me up!"
"Want a missile launcher? A must-have for attacking NPC lairs, and you can get it now for just 10,000 Mechanic Tokens!"
"Are there any melee Transformers? Bionic brothers and robot brothers welcome, mutants get lost!"
"Looking for a nurse with specialized skills, and a Neuro Transformer with three hacker skills, come join our firepower team, we're four short of one, aimed at boss battles."
"Offering big money for chips, offering big money for chips, who has implantable chips, I am willing to pay handsomely!"
"Ho ho ho, you're done for, without a chip, you can only follow the storyline."
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