Chapter Eleven: How the First Machine Was Made
(My brother got married yesterday, and we were so tired... I sat in front of the TV to watch Barcelona beat the emperor in the evening, but... I fell asleep, so I didn't see it. Brothers and sisters, tomorrow it's Monday, and I'm going to make the new book list seriously. Please support me. It's better to write it smoothly. I won't update it at twelve o'clock. But after the new chapter comes out tomorrow, thank you for your hard work. This is really possible. Thank you.)
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The bloody beef was fryed in a pan, sprinkled with pepper and various companions, and began to exude a strong aroma of the ingredients. The silver knife cut the surface of the slightly crispy meat piece, which was different from the scene where blood was thrust out when the "handle" pierced the bison's head. Although this piece of beef also had some blood, it was more of the juice that made people's index fingers thrust.
Ordinary federal residents who eat synthetic foods all year round have no resistance to this natural food, not to mention the owner of the repair shop who is good at meat and the boy Xu Le.
After a wonderful dinner, Xu Le cleaned up the dishes and hid the remaining beef and internal organs in the large freezer in the operating room next to the mine. He found that he had gained a rare leisure and didn't know what to do for a while. Standing in the room and staring out of the drawer, Xu Le took out a bottle of red wine and two cups from the drawer and went out, climbed onto the grass above the mine along the disrepaired steel ladder.
Feng Yu, the owner of the repair shop, has been here for a long time. He has been watching the last light disappear in the world and then occupied by the most comprehensive black. He took the glass of red wine handed over to him, Feng Yu took a sip and said with a smile: "With my baby to please me, what else do you want to ask?"
Xu Le came to him with a bottle of wine and followed the uncle's gaze to the grassland in the distance. At this time, the night was already deep, and I wonder how spectacular the sunset would have been. He knew that the owner of the repair shop must have hidden a lot of things from him, but he did not want to inquire, because he followed Feng Yu, just hoped to learn about mechanics from the other party, rather than hearing a moving story.
Besides, everyone has their own secrets and is unwilling to be disturbed.
"Actually... I'm not a fool." Xu Le suddenly spoke. He did not deliberately pretend to be very embarrassed and wanted to speak but stopped. He just habitually braked the car in front of an important word and augmented his tone. Since his parents and sisters died ten years ago, Xu Le's lonely life seemed to have no focus, so when he came occasionally, he always used this seemingly clumsy method to express his emotions.
The boy's eyes narrowed in the night, looking a little cautious. In fact, he had already guessed something. In the past two years, in addition to the knowledge and practical ability of mechanics, the ugly posture and some daily exercises that the boss gave him was very strange...
Xu Le's temperament is plain and sincere, but it does not mean that he has no brains. It's just that he always thinks that posture and gymnastics are probably training skills in the army, so he keeps pretending to be stupid. Maybe it can make his body stronger? If the boss asks him to learn things, then learn it.
However, when he killed the bison today, he felt a little chilling in his heart. The boss was just a mechanic who escaped from the army. Why did his things have such great power? Could it be that what he usually teaches himself... is the legendary military secretly murder skill?
"I never think you are a fool, on the contrary, I think you are a genius." Feng Yu took the mouth of the cup away from his lips, his expression calmly, but there was a strange smile in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyebrows.
"I'm not a genius either. I just don't understand, what's the use of teaching me these things?" Xu Le looked at Feng Yu's eyes helplessly and asked: "The Ministry of National Defense's mechanics officer examination does not test field combat capabilities at all. I don't want to waste my time on these things."
Xu Le's voice began to tremble, as if he was suffering some unbearable pain and torture. Feng Yu was too lazy to look at him and said calmly: "With your personality, since you have asked, it seems that you are really resistant to this matter... I just don't understand where your resistance comes from."
Xu Le's voice was still trembling, and sometimes there was a heavy breathing sound. He said angrily: "This is the 63rd year of the Thirty-Seven Constitutional Calendar... Human civilization has developed to this point. What's the use of letting me practice these things? No matter how powerful a person is, can he compete with the mecha head-on? Can he fly into space and fight against the warships?"
"I understand that you want to become a mechanic who can repair the three major systems of mechas and warships, so in your opinion, those cold metal machines are of course much more powerful, such as individual humans like ants." Feng Yu replied coldly: "But don't forget that no matter how humans develop, they are still humans of biological life, and you are still in this body. This body is your last way to save your life, and it is the first sequence machine that you must know and operate without any obstacles."
"As for what kind of mecha and warship, that's just a more extended thing." Feng Yu slowly closed his eyes, "People can't hide in mechas all their lives. You always have to eat, sleep and go to the bathroom. You have to love, you have to climax, you have to take a shower... The time a person doesn't wear clothes accounts for one tenth of his life, so what about the time you don't wear mechas?"
Xu Le was stunned when he heard this. He always felt that the boss's words were unreasonable, but he also had a strange spirit that could not be broken by the fallacies.
Feng Yu drank the remaining wine in his glass in one sip, and suddenly lowered his head and laughed: "What's more, the federal energy is in short supply now, and the space warship may become garbage in the universe one day."
"The mecha doesn't need crystal mines. The high-energy compressed energy now is enough to support the mecha's actions on land." Xu Le knew that the boss was willing to say so much today, just to convince himself, but he still stubbornly retorted: "Besides... what is life-saving and what is the last body? I won't go to Xilin to fight with the Imperial Savages. I just want to be a mechanic and earn money and do the job I like at the same time. Do you have to care about so much?"
"We won't discuss your future life, because in my opinion, you may not pass the Ministry of Defense exam. Maybe you will do a free job for me for the rest of your life." Feng Yu laughed, and then his laughter gradually subsided.
"Think about the people on the three planets of Lin, think about the families that have lasted for thousands of years, and even the seven great masters. Why have they always respected the old man and the old man's students so much? Isn't it because of the old man's own strength?"
Shanglin is the region name of the capital star circle. The capital star circle is composed of three residential planets. It is the most developed, richest and most comfortable place for the entire federal civilization. The so-called Seven Great Masters are an unattainable ancient upper class for Xu Le, a young man living in Donglin. And the old man Feng Yu said...
"My dear god, you call me the old man of the military god..." Xu Le didn't know whether it was because of pain or fear, and his voice trembled extremely violently.
"Okay, you don't need to squat your horse stance today, just do your gymnastics again."
Feng Yu did not answer Xu Le's shocked words, and looked at Xu Le, who had been in the standard horse stance for half an hour, thinking in his heart that although this kid was born to resist these things, he was particularly serious in doing things. In addition to him, which teenager could endure the test of horse stance day after day, for two years?
Chapter completed!