Under the scorching sun, a large stretch of land along the gently undulating riverside clearing was covered in layers of house-like scrap metal and plastic. Rust spreads like a virus on old cars, old plane engines, and swaths of alloy plates that don't know what to do with them. A strong smell of rust permeated the air.
The "gate" of the garbage disposal plant is a giant crane that was crumbling and swallowed by heavy rust, and next to it sat an ancient mecha that was scrapped at least eighty years ago. Adam raised his head and looked at the "high-rise buildings" stacked with waste, his eyes full of admiration surprise.
Zhang Xun did not tell Adam that he was no stranger to this place. He used to sneak here as a child, away from the other "human noises" that irritated him. There's all the amazement and excitement here, and he's able to scour the untold number of parts that he can use to make robots or other small machines. But since he started the seance plan, he has no time to set foot here again.
If Sistine knew that the drudgery he thought was actually not that hard for Zhang Xun and Adam, but rather excited him a little, he didn't know if he would round his eyes that were always pretending to be squinting, angry. Gotta be speechless.
"This is a T439 type mecha, which is no longer seen in the ordinary world." Adam said, walking towards the huge mecha sitting quietly in the hot sun, stretched out his left hand and stroked the alloy plate covered with thick rust , looking up at the silent square head that obscured the sunlight. There was a huge hole in the cockpit, and it is unknown whether the driver at the time survived.
Zhang Xun took Adam around the "high-rise buildings" piled up from the waste, and walked towards a crooked little house that seemed to be spliced out of plastic panels and steel plates, where the administrator lived. The last time he came, the administrator was the old man Roy he was familiar with, but after so many years, probably the person has changed. There were a lot of beer bottles piled next to the hut, and a lot of clothes were casually hanging on the drying rack on the other side. There was even a bonfire at the door, with a barbecue grill made of waste, and there was still a piece of beef left on it, which attracted a large number of buzzing flies at the moment.
Zhang Xun knocked on the door, but there was no response. He knocked again, and finally heard a crash of beer bottles and a rude curse inside. Immediately afterwards, the door was slammed open, and a man in a scruffy fluffy nightgown with hair like a bird's nest leaned against the door frame, apparently just waking up. What is more striking is that the right half of his face is mechanically manufactured from cheek to forehead, and the handwork is a bit rough, and the neglected metal is slightly rusted like the scrap outside. A mechanical prosthetic eye is also the most basic model, like a giant red monitor staring viciously at you.
Probably an ex-soldier with a severe wound to the face or head, so it was replaced with a machine. Just looking at this rough technique, it is definitely not the work of lab...
The visitor asked in a bad temper, "Why?"
Zhang Xun was almost suffocated by the smell of alcohol on his face, but he managed to keep his composure. He reached out his hand and said, "Hello, I'm Zhang Xun, the mechanic. I was ordered to bring Adam here to help for a while."
The man didn't extend his hand at all, so Zhang Xun had to withdraw his hand a little embarrassedly... The other party suddenly said, "It seems that a messenger came knocking on the door for a long time just now, I thought I was dreaming." After he finished speaking, He squinted and looked at Zhang Xun again, and then his eyes fell on Adam in the distance, "So why do the two mechanics have time to visit a garbage dump like ours?"
Zhang Xun was stunned, the other party didn't seem to know Adam.
The strong smell of smoke and alcohol wafting from the house made him wonder if this person didn't even know about the seance plan? But looking at his age, if he was in the army, he should be in the past few years, shouldn't he not know
Adam looked at the unfamiliar and scruffy man with great interest and a smile.
"Uh, this is not a mechanic, but Adam."
"Oh, I don't have Eve here." The man yawned.
Zhang Xun had to continue to explain, "He is the result of the seance plan. Eden's North American server is still being domesticated."
Hearing the words "Serenity Plan", the man's eyes widened slightly, and he glanced at Adam again. But it was just this reaction. He shrugged and said, "What do you want me to say? For a robot, he looks like a human?"
Zhang Xun had never met a person of this character before, and he was speechless for a while, and after a while, he said, "Are you the administrator here?"
"If not, why do I live here." The other party yawned lazily.
"Captain Sistine ordered Adam to work here for a while. I hope you can arrange his work." Zhang Xun straightened his neck, and his tone became more serious and stiff.
"Work? What's the job here. You can find a place to pass the time yourself. I'm going back to sleep." The administrator, who still hadn't introduced himself, slammed the door shut.
Zhang Xun stared, unable to believe that the door was really closed. what's the situation? Is there really no one to control the garbage disposal plant now
"His interpersonal skills don't seem to be very good. I don't think he has many friends." Adam analyzed seriously.
"..." Zhang Xun frowned and banged on the door more vigorously. After a while, the man slammed the door open again and pointed a finger at Zhang Xun's nose fiercely, "If you make any more noise, I'll pull you in and sleep together!"
Zhang Xun had never heard of such a threat, and his face turned red, "If you are an administrator, you should carry out the orders of your superiors!"
"Superior? Who is the superior?" The other party said, looking at Zhang Xun playfully, "You?"
"Whether it's me or Captain Sistine, it's your superior! Captain Sistine may come to supervise Adam's work at any time, if you can't..."
"Alright, alright! Your ears are going to be called out by you!" The man muttered, took a cigarette from his trouser pocket and put it in his mouth, strode out, and passed by Zhang Xun and Adam. After walking two steps, he stopped and looked at the two of them, "What are you doing, come here."
Adam felt as if he had come to some alien planet abandoned by all civilizations, full of rust and dust. They walked to a "hill" that was obviously much less rusty and dusty than other places, and even a lot of shiny metal reflections could be seen. At first glance, there are propellers, ship engines, antique stereos, outdated refrigerators, etc.
What kind of mess did those hunters bring back? What would make them think it would be a good idea to bring back a broken refrigerator? Zhang Xun stared in disbelief, and decided to go to the head of the group, Comrade James, to have a good talk afterward.
"This mountain has not been registered yet." The administrator said inarticulately, smoking a cigarette, and shoved a large book as thick as Leo Tolstoy's collection into Zhang Xun's hand, "You can do it one by one. Just record the classification of the pieces here. Ah, if you have time, move them to the divisions they should belong to.” As he spoke, he shoved an old and yellowed map into Zhang Xun’s hands. "
The administrator who had completed the task in general asked, "Is there any problem? No problem, I'm going back to sleep."
"I have a question." Zhang Xun sighed, raised his head and asked, "What should I call you?"
"Diego," the administrator said, suddenly laughing at himself, "but most people call me Dick." (Note, Dick = asshole)
Zhang Xun thought to himself: Dick is indeed a more appropriate name.
After the administrator left, Zhang Xun turned around and saw Adam squatting in front of the hill, flipping over something, making a clanging sound. Zhang Xun leaned over and saw that Adam had picked up a Huang Chengcheng thing.
It was a pendant necklace, a classical box necklace rarely seen in the ordinary world. Metal vines tangle with each other on the oval box, with a ruby embedded in the center. Adam opened it and found that there was actually a strand of hair inside...
Zhang Xun's first reaction was to take a few steps back, "Throw it away, it's dirty."
Adam turned to look at him and said with interest, "Do you know what this is?"
"The necklace, but why is there hair in it..." Zhang Xun showed a disgusted expression.
"In the Middle Ages, the story of a knight falling in love with a noble lady was popular. Because knights often went out to fight and duel, their lives were in danger at any time. So ladies who missed him cut their lover's hair and put it in their necklaces. Then cut off your own hair, put it in another necklace and give it to your lover. Then they will never have to be separated." Adam said, raising the necklace in his hand, "It seems that this is a token of love for someone in the ordinary world. "
"Why was the token of love lost? It must be because her lover saw her standing by the bed with scissors in the middle of the night, it was too scary..." Zhang Xun complained, and stopped paying attention, opened the thick record book, While watching, he frowned and shook his head, obviously dissatisfied with the chaotic record inside.
He didn't see Adam quietly putting the necklace in his trouser pocket.
"We have to classify the items according to the type, size, material, and degree of damage, and we will also note possible future uses..." Zhang Xun was watching, Adam walked up to him and said, "I have finished scanning and can start recording. ."
Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows, "The scan is complete?"
"Can I fill it in? I want to practice my fingers." Adam's eyes fell on the thick notebook.
Adam's current writing speed is very close to the average writing speed. I saw that he took a notebook and a pen, found a place where the bottom of the boat turned upside down as a table, and started writing there. He didn't even have to look up to see what was on the mountain, and the letters kept popping out of his pen one by one. He didn't even stop to think about it.
After an hour, Adam finished recording everything on the hill and put down his pen, but his fingers were a little bit stiff. He frowned and moved his fingers, complaining, "My wrist muscles feel weird. A human body is a lot harder to use than a robotic arm."
Apparently, my wrist cramps because I wrote it for too long... However, Zhang Xun looked at the writing on the notebook, although it was a little crooked, but it was even more neat than 80% of the guards' handwriting, those detailed remarks that even he could not match, Zhang Xun was actually a little envious.
The brain of artificial intelligence is indeed much stronger than that of human beings...
"I found that there are a lot of materials that can be used in the Lab, just a little processing." Adam added beside.
Zhang Xun raised his head, looked at the mountain of remaining materials to be sorted in front of him, and sighed, "Unfortunately, Sistine does not allow me to bring things from the Lab. I have built a basic sorting robot, which is most suitable for this kind of work. "
"He is not allowed to bring it from Lab, if we use the materials here to make one, is it illegal?" Adam said, reaching out and quickly pointing to a dozen things in his classification list, "Using these can make components, these Can be used to make parts. I'm sure the keeper also has some tools for welding or something. Just one problem... My opponent's controls aren't precise enough."
"What do you mean, use these scraps to make a sorting robot?" Zhang Xun said, his eyes suddenly lit up, and countless blueprints naturally appeared in his mind. He seemed to be back in the old days, wandering alone in these scrap heaps like a ghost, sometimes excited about his newfound precious parts. But at that time, no one could share his excitement and joy.
But it's different now. The thought of working with Adam to create a robot made his blood boil. The feeling was about the same as when James and the others aimed their guns at a roaring bear and drove the mech into the monstrous war. Even borrowing tools like Diego became less of a headache.
Diego lent him the tools and trailer that the strange mechanic wanted, although he didn't know if the tools were still usable, and he never saw them again. He was as immersed in the beer bottle as he always was, until two days later, when he was nibbling on dry bread for breakfast, when he realized he had heard the mechanic and the AI for a long time. So he put on his coat and slipped on his slippers, Shi Shiran and walked towards the place where they had been left two days ago.
Then he was dumbfounded.
The garbage mountain to be sorted and registered was gone, as were several surrounding garbage mountains. I saw a retractable robotic arm spliced together out of old car casings, truck wheels, and some sort of mess of metal, hoisted up, pulling a moldy table out of a rubbish heap and placing it on another pile of furniture. heap.
And the mechanic and Adam were hustling around another grotesque, smaller machine.
When Diego walked behind them, they didn't notice. He had to cough a lot.
Adam looked back at him, a face stained with dust and grease but unknowing, and a big friendly smile on it.
"Good morning, Mr. Diego."
Zhang Xun just nodded at him, then focused on screwing a screw with a screwdriver. That seems to be a... A robot built out of a freezer, a robot vacuum, and a shovel? Even a little cute
"These... are you doing it?" Diego pointed behind him.
"Yeah." Adam's tone was relaxed and natural, as if he didn't realize that they had done what all the people who had worked here before had done in a few years.
Diego rubbed his eyes and cleared his throat, "You guys built these robots out of stuff here too?"
Adam went on to explain thoughtfully, "Yes, and using the tools you lent us. We set Sorter One to work twenty-three hours a day. It takes one hour to cool down and restart. This ensures work efficiency. , it also prevents the motherboard from burning out due to overheating."
Zhang Xun raised the corner of his mouth. He liked the way Adam explained seriously to those who didn't understand what he was talking about.
Diego stared at Zhang Xun in disbelief, "So... the mechanic actually refers to the magician, right?"
"According to all the data I have collected so far, magic is probably a general term for some unexplainable coincidence and psychological effect of ancient humans. So no, I don't think Xun is a magician." Adam continued to explain with a serious face.
"Yes, you're right... that..." Diego scratched at his shoulder-length messy hair, and seemed a little embarrassed, "Actually, the TV in my room has been broken for a while, can you guys Can you fix it?"
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