350 The Workshop, They Meant Metal and Tools but He Just Needed Blood (2/2)
”Just don't mind me.”
Mark spoke which made the volunteer let out and strange expression.
”Is Reymond already in?”
The General interjected.
”Sir Reymond is on the back. He's working on a vehicle personally. Do you need me to call him?”
”No need, well go.”
”Alright, if there is something else you need, you can call me.”
The volunteer retreated. Of course, he still gave Mark a last look.
”Your appearance right now is really eye-catching.”
Major Lopez spoke but did not receive a reply. Mark already told them the reason for this.
Along the way, it could not be helped that the three took the attention of the workers of in the workshop. The General and Major were greeted warmly but the same people could only whisper when it came to Mark who was exuding an aura of aloofness.
At the back of the workshop, they saw a burly man with tan colored skin. He was wearing a black tank top and had a towel hanging around his neck. The man was currently welding some parts of a motorcycle that had its parts taken off.
”Reymond.”
The General called out.
It seemed that the burly man called Reymond had a rather keen hearing. Despite the loud sound from his welding machine, he managed to hear the general.
”General, what brought you here?”
Reymond put down his tools and removed the welding mask he was wearing before approached them. Unlike the other workers, he noticed Mark bit did not seem to mind his appearance.
As Reymond stood in front of them, the three had to raise their heads. He looked small while sitting but when he stood up, he was a seven foot tall giant. With the muscles and tan skin he had, if not for his lively looking face, he would look like a brute.
”General, Major, who is this strange looking guy here?”
It seemed that he was quite a frank person.
”Remember about the thing I asked you yesterday morning?”
”Ah, about someone who wanted a truck right?”
”That's right. This is the person who wanted that. You should already know the rumors circulating right now. This is the person in that rumor.”
”Oh, I see.” Reymond replied enthusiastically and approached Mark. ”I'm Reymond, the head mechanic here. Other people also call me as the first Mutator in Bay City.”
He then reached his right hand forwards for a handshake.
Mark did not accept the handshake however and just stared at the hand.
Reymond then realized, his hand was black from the dirt, rust and oil from his work.
”Oh, sorry about this.”
He awkwardly pulled back his hand.
”Just call me Mark.”
Mark introduced himself.
After the introductions, the General inquired about the Lorry. They learned that it was already checked and it was perfectly operational. Of course, it was yet to be modified.
”Do you want me to modify it?”
Reymond asked which made the General and Major to look at Mark.
Surprisingly, Mark shook his head.
”I will do the modifications myself. I need materials.”
The three were surprised as they had no idea that Mark knew about this kind of work.
”What materials do you need?”
To surprise the three people even further, Mark spoke in a mysterious manner.
”Blood, a lot of it.”
”That's…”
The three were speechless.
”You three don't have to know much. All I need is blood. Just tell me if you can provide it or not.”
”What kind of blood?”
Major Lopez asked.
”Any kind of blood. Whether it is humans' or animals', it doesn't matter. Even stale blood is fine.”