Qi Ze made repeated requests, which finally caught Wang Xuan's attention. He hesitated, "You deserve to be saved, how can you repay? Besides, the G9 has been discontinued, and you can't find the same replacement parts in the whole galaxy. How do you repair it?" The energy converter is the heart of the mecha, if not Original, doesn't work at all.
"Ouyang Ye knows a very good mecha maker. He has a lot of old-fashioned parts there, and maybe he has a G9 energy converter. So, you can send the mecha to the 102 apartment later, and let that machine The armor maker can help you take a look?" Qi Ze suggested.
Wang Xuan thought about it, and quickly agreed. Anyway, there was no other way but to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
The two thanked each other and parted happily. After returning to the apartment, Qi Ze downloaded a G9 structural diagram from the Internet and looked at it seriously. Yan Junyu sat beside him and joked with a smile, "The so-called powerful mecha maker is yourself?"
Qi Ze didn't respond. After reading the drawing, he took out a nutritional supplement from the refrigerator, bit it lightly with his teeth, and then licked the mouth of the bottle.
Yan Junyu stopped talking, looked away from the tip of his pink tongue, and then coughed unnaturally.
A beeping sound broke the awkward atmosphere. Qi Ze turned on the communicator and asked lazily, "What's the matter?"
"I received a call from Wang Xuan just now. He said thank you for helping me repair his mecha. Master Qi, are you not going to do it yourself? You can even repair mechas?" Unspeakable excitement.
As we all know, only superhumans can drive mechas, because they have both mental power that can connect to the control system of the mecha, and strong bodies that can resist the huge pressure and radiation pollution in the cockpit.
Although Ouyang Ye can use the Wind and Fire Swords, he can't drive the mecha because he has no mental power. Therefore, even if he won the martial arts competition and obtained the admission notice of the Imperial Military Academy, he could not apply for the mecha combat department. This is the regret of his life.
When he was a child, he often naively thought: if only scientists could create mechas that ordinary people could drive; but as he grew up, he realized that today's science is not enough to overcome this problem.
However, Shao Qi is like a bug, constantly overturning his established cognition and telling him that there are still miracles in the world. After receiving a call from Wang Xuan, he vaguely guessed that Shao Qi would make mechas, and he suddenly became excited. He thinks that what others can't do, Qi Shao may not be able to do it; what Qi Shao can't do, others certainly can't. If Shao Qi is willing to be more high-profile, what about Mu Ran
"As long as it's a machine, I can repair it. If I can't repair it, I'll just build one." Qi Ze had no idea how aggressive his answer was.
Ouyang Ye was overwhelmed with joy, and hurriedly asked, "Young Master Qi, can you build a mecha that ordinary people can drive? I can pay for it, even if I go bankrupt!"
The manufacturing principle of mecha is similar to that of a puppet. It can be regarded as a kind of high-level spiritual martial arts. However, there is not no solution, just put a defensive magic circle in the cockpit to isolate the powerful spiritual pressure; then engrave the surface of the mecha with a spiritual gathering magic circle to make up for the lack of aura supply; The control system translates directly into a soul connection. Only a few lucky people have powers, but everyone has souls.
This is easy to say, but difficult to implement. If you want to refine a puppet, you must first have the cultivation level of Jindan. Qi Ze made a visual observation, and it would probably take years, or even decades, for him to return to his peak state.
"Not yet," he added casually, "but in the future."
There was an ecstatic howl from the other end of the communicator, and Ouyang Ye gasped and said, "Young Master Qi, can I order one first? I'll pay you a deposit when I get back."
"Okay." Qi Ze refused to come to Xingbi. He is no longer the young master of the Taixuan God's sect, and he has no countless spiritual veins to enjoy, so he can only find a way to make money.
Ouyang Ye hung up the communicator and rushed back at a fast speed.
After listening to the conversation between the two of them, Yan Junyu was stunned for a long time before shaking his head and smiling bitterly, "Do you know what you are talking about? The empire has tens of billions of people, and only one ability person can be found in a thousand people. If the remaining 99% of people If you can drive mechas and turn them into combat power, the empire will be invincible. If everything comes true, you will change the history of the empire by yourself."
Qi Ze is not a fool, of course he knows what this means. But he has no hobby of being a savior, nor the idea of promoting puppets. He was single-mindedly focused on improving his level of refinement and then attaining the Dao. Only people with fate can obtain Lingwu from him. As for what fate is, it depends on how many stars the other party has.
Thinking of this, he quickly sent a text message to Ouyang Ye: How much deposit did you pay
Ouyang Ye replied in seconds: You can say as much as you want.
Qi Ze was satisfied, and thought that the young master Ouyang was indeed his destiny.
Yan Junyu stared at the intellectual brain of the young man DiDi Xiang, looked at his extremely contented expression, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling. Whenever he was frightened by the unfathomable youth, he would be laughed at by his innocent and immature side. He was like a treasure, and if he kept digging, he would keep finding surprises.
To be honest, if he were to leave the boy now, he would really be reluctant. He really wanted to see him come to the end with his own eyes, and he wanted to know what heights he could reach and what changes he would bring to the world. He had a hunch that the young man would never be mediocre all his life.
While thinking about it, there was a sound of an engine outside the door. Ouyang Ye and Wang Xuan arrived at the apartment one after the other and happened to bump into each other.
"Are you here to deliver the mecha? I heard that Ouyang Duanhua said that he wants to win the double championship of the martial arts and mecha competitions? Don't worry, I will help you repair the mecha and beat him. It's a pity that the master I'm not free today, I'll let you know in a few days when he arrives." Ouyang Ye walked in.
"You and Qi Ze have a heart, I am grateful. This is all my savings. I don't know if it will be enough for repairs?" Wang Xuan took out a card.
"What kind of money? Take it back or get out!" Seeing Shao Qi sitting on the sofa drinking nutrient solution, his public expression immediately turned flattering, and he said with a smile, "Baby, how do you eat this kind of thing? Refrigerator There are ingredients in it, you can ask the robot butler to help you. Otherwise, give me a call, and I will come back and bring takeaway." After he finished, he rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, expressing his skill, "I have learned two special dishes recently. I'll just do it."
Wang Xuan was amazed by the sight, and thought that Young Master Ouyang had really turned his back, so he threw down the space button and bank card where the mecha was stored, thanked Qi Ze again and again, and left with interest. He didn't want to be a light bulb.
As the young master of the sect, Qi Ze was very weak in terms of human relationships and sophistication, and he did not keep guests, so he let Wang Xuan go with a wave of his hand. If the other party does not take action, he will not die, but this cause and effect is considered to be owed, and he has to pay it back.
It took Ouyang Ye half an hour to get two pieces of burnt bread and a bowl of green vegetable salad. He tasted two of them himself and almost died, so he had to call a nearby restaurant for takeout. He walked out of the living room and found that Shao Qi was not there. He walked down the stairs to the basement and found the other party standing among a pile of worn-out parts.
"Is this Wang Xuan's mecha?" He asked in disbelief when he caught a glimpse of a part engraved with the word G9.
Qi Ze said "um" without raising his head. Yan Junyu shook his head and smiled, understanding why Ouyang Ye was so surprised. To dismantle a mecha, professional tools must be used, such as jacks, landing gear, mechanical arms, etc., but Qi Ze just put the G9 down, took a wrench and fiddled a few times here and there, and then A steel giant disassembled into a pile of parts. He seems to have been born with the ability to repair or build machinery, a talent unmatched.
"What did you use to disassemble it? Is it too fast? I was thinking about buying some tools for you just now." Ouyang Ye stammered.
Qi Ze rolled his eyes at him, with a line of words written brightly on his face - what else can you use except your hands? He was too lazy to speak, silently picked up the parts, checked the drawings one by one, put aside those with problems and waited for repairs, and soaked them in the energy liquid without problems. After finishing the work, it was late at night before I knew it.
Ouyang Ye didn't leave. He took a velvet cloth and took the trouble to wipe the sea of fire. When he saw Qi Shao finally stood up, he asked, "I heard that the G9 has been discontinued for a long time, and there are no parts for sale on the market. How do you repair it?"
"I have the blueprint in my hand, so I can make it myself." Qi Ze didn't think it was a difficult problem to deal with.
With such an expression as expected, Ouyang Ye snorted coldly, "It's cheap for Wang Xuan. If he doesn't defeat Ouyang Duanhua, I'll make him pay double the repair fee!"
Qi Ze lit the smelting furnace, threw a few pieces of metal into it, then slowly unbuttoned the buttons, took off his shirt, and walked to the workbench shirtless to clean the hammer and tongs. His originally slender body was covered with a thin layer of muscle, which shone brightly with golden light under the firelight. His slender arms, slender waist, and two mermaid lines on his abdomen followed his raising his hand. The ups and downs seem to be full of power, but also exude an indescribable temptation.
Yan Junyu suddenly looked at Ouyang Ye and said coldly, "You should go."
However, Ouyang Ye was still immersed in Qi Shao's rare sexy style, his eyes were wide, his mouth was slightly open, and his expression was very wretched.
"You should go! (You should go.)" Yan Junyu spoke again, but unexpectedly overlapped with Qi Ze's voice. This rare tacit understanding finally brought a smile to his dark eyes.
Ouyang Ye didn't dare to defy Master Qi, so he hurriedly left with Feng Lin Huo Hai in his arms. He walked to the door and turned around again, asking curiously, "Are you going to start making parts now?"
"Then when are we going to wait? The mecha competition will be held immediately after the martial arts competition. It's only half a month away." Qi Ze urged without looking back, "Don't forget to remodel the roof these few days and install a new one. A lightning rod."
"The lightning protection system already exists, so there is no need to install lightning rods." Ouyang Ye said as he pulled the door that was slowly closing.
"I'm afraid that the lightning protection system is not enough. It's always right for you to install more." Qi Ze didn't explain much. The resurrection of the dead is an act against the sky. If there is a way of heaven in this world, there will always be a reaction. Lightning rods, mechas, airships, and technology are a bit interesting, and they really gave him a lot of inspiration.