Chapter 133 Helping each other
Helot worked at his workstation until night. If he hadn't been thinking about the agreement with Fat Frog Banks, he would have even wanted to stay at his workbench all night. superior.
Just a glitch that was not too complicated allowed him to pass almost all the relevant knowledge he learned in school.
Modern magic, mechanics, biology, and the new undead magic, many flashing ideas kept popping up, giving him the urge to immediately put his imaginary things into experiments.
The acquisition of knowledge is an insatiable feeling.
When Helot raised his head, he realized that everyone in the engineering agency had left, and even the lights in Angelica's supervisor's office were turned off.
Get off work first!
Taking the night bus back to the apartment, I saw Banks circling anxiously at the door.
Helot stretched out his hand to say hello: "Banks..."
When the anxious Banks saw Helot, his face immediately showed the expression of meeting his benefactor: "Dear Helot, you must save me this time!”
Herot asked: "What happened?"
Banks pulled Herot and walked towards the elevator shaft: "Go to the restaurant first... Order whatever you want to eat this time."< br>
Helot: "Okay, I want to eat something I haven't eaten before."
"As long as you save me, my wallet will be lost today!"
< br>The two took a taxi to a restaurant. Banks paid more for a separate room, pulled Helot and got in.
Before the dishes he ordered came, he mysteriously took out a blueprint from his arms and handed it to Helot.
“Take a look at what this is first!”
“Ask me to help you change the drawing again?” Helot opened the drawing and looked at it, then he was stunned: “Mechanical transformation man maintenance General map!”
Seeing Helot, he could tell what the maintenance map was about at a glance. After being shocked, Banks was very happy: “It is indeed the general maintenance map of the Mechanical Modifier. The picture is in my boss's safe. It was given to me when I was at work and I had to hand it in as it was after get off work. I couldn't bring the original picture with me. I copied it, so I had to copy it correctly."
It is said that although Banks' professional grades are so-so, his level of copying homework is really high.
It's just...
Helot asked in confusion: "What do you want me to see this thing for?"
Banks smiled apologetically and said: "My boss asked me to be responsible for repairing the damage. I can’t even understand the maintenance diagram of that machine.
That’s why I asked you for help.”
Helot was completely stunned. Lived.
I am also a mechanical student at the Imperial Academy. With excellent grades, I could only repair a simple module of mechanical prosthetics when I first joined the job.
Fat Frog, the poor student who just barely managed to graduate by copying, not only makes more money than me, but they even start building machines to transform people!
Isn’t this gap too big?
Your boss has a big heart too!
The waiter in the restaurant brought all the dishes ordered, and Banks immediately poured the entire plate of caviar into Herot's dinner plate, eagerly waiting for Herot's answer. Helot continued to look at the drawings.
This mechanical robot was severely damaged, and five important mechanical organs needed to be completely overhauled. The repair process starts with professional engineers designing drawings of the parts that need to be replaced, and then the parts can be customized. The parts used by this kind of mechanical transformation are definitely not made by an underground machinery factory. They can at most be assembled from discarded parts, but some key magic circuit parts still need to be customized from professional institutions with technical equipment.
Fortunately, this mechanical transformation machine is a relatively low-end model and cannot reach the technical level of the Extraordinary Generation. Judging from the structure, it should be a product purchased by the military. The consumption of this kind of mechanically modified human beings during the war is still relatively large, and some scrapped bodies and parts will flow into the black market.
Helot thought he could try to repair it. If he couldn't fix it, he would have to return the drawing to Banks and ask him to confess to his boss quickly.
Helot put away the drawings: "I'll give it a try, but I'm not yet at the level where I can design the repair parts just by looking at the general maintenance drawing. Can you dismantle the damaged parts? Come down and give it to me. I work in the Logistics Maintenance Engineering Department of Tomorrow Group, where we have the equipment to repair this kind of parts.”
Banks was a little embarrassed when he heard that Helot needed to see the actual parts.
But when he heard that Hailot worked in the Maintenance Engineering Department of Tomorrow Group, he almost jumped with excitement.
"As long as I tell my boss that I have a good brother who works in the Logistics Engineering Department of Tomorrow Group, he will definitely be willing to remove the parts and let me give them to you. The magic circuit inside is not his small machine shop at all. If you can lay it out, I guess he can’t find a better OEM than Tomorrow Group.
You are really my savior!”
Helot said: “I will take the drawings back and continue. Research, please bring me the parts that need repair as soon as possible. Is there any result in what I asked you to do?”
"I showed your drawing to the boss, and he said that there is no difficulty in this simple processing. If you only make one set, it will cost 10,000 Imperial Shields; if you want more, of course, the more, the cheaper.
It’s just that my boss said... this kind of armor is for skeletons. What do you do with this kind of armor? I remind you, don’t mess with the necromancer.”
Banks is very sad. Worried about Helot.
Helot said: "The other party is indeed a necromancer, and he entrusted me to design a set of armor to provide protection for skeletons. The empire does not ban armor now, and what threat can skeletons pose if they cannot run in heavy armor?
I’ll order a hundred sets of this armor, please help me keep the price down.”
Banks was right when he thought about it.
Adults cannot run fast wearing heavy armor, let alone low-level undead skeletons whose strength is not as strong as humans. With such heavy full-body armor fixed on the body, it is a problem for the skeleton to move. How threatening can a metal bowling ball be?
In comparison, the multi-arm forklift modified by the boss for the gang is probably more dangerous.
And an order of one hundred sets is a big business.
Not only can I "repair" mechanical transformation people now, but I also know the engineers from the Logistics Engineering Department of Tomorrow Group, and can even attract orders for the factory. Wouldn't my position in the factory be more stable in the future?
"Leave this matter to me. I can definitely keep the price down for you! After these armors are made, where will they be sent?"
Helot told Banks a warehouse address, Then he warned: "Since you know that you are making armor for the necromancer, you know that you must keep it a secret."
"Of course I know how to keep a secret!" Thinking that the other party was a necromancer, Banks was very scared: "Don't reveal to him that this batch of armor was ordered through me. I'm afraid he will come to me!"
Helot said with a smile: "He won't come to you!"
< br>After the two reached a deal to help each other, they started eating and drinking.
(End of this chapter)