Chapter 239 Future Survival 12
It was late at night again, Xining took out the bed from the cabinet next to him, made it, lay down, and turned off the emergency light.
There was a smell of engine oil in the machine repair room. Even though there was an air supply system, the smell was still there.
Xining touched his chest, which was where his heart was, and seemed to be saying to himself: "I'm not tired, so there's no need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just end the mission. Why hasn't the mission ended yet?"
Not only memories, but sometimes the body owner's true thoughts can also be felt. It seems that after practicing immortality, this ability has been enhanced.
The body owner hopes to continue learning, preferably to learn how to repair mechas.
Why isn't it over yet? Didn't feel it. The body owner is already 13 years old and has passed the time when the previous plot died.
If she leaves at this time, the body master can continue to study hard. But the mission is still not over!
Six months later, Xining will have seven basic models, all of which can be disassembled and assembled. Watching her skillfully use the crane to quickly put the parts together, a tall mecha quickly stood in front of everyone.
The head of the department knows that there is no need to ask. Such students will definitely continue their studies, otherwise they will not need to learn these things.
Justin is at it again. According to last time, I stood in the teaching building of the Maintenance Department and asked the students where Xining was.
"Xining!" The man took him there.
Entering the huge hangar-like warehouse, there were piles of disassembled mechas everywhere.
The man shouted: "Xining!"
The sound echoed in the huge space.
"Who?" A head lifted up from the pile of parts.
When Justin saw Xining walking over, his hands full of engine oil were wiped on a piece of cloth. She has grown up. It seems like a year has passed since the last time I saw her. She is already 14 years old. Although she is still short, she is still much taller than before.
Xining asked directly: "What do you want from me?"
"I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" Justin smiled bitterly.
Xi Ning threw the oil-stained cloth into the trash can next to him: "It's going to be okay, just tell me." If he didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, he wouldn't believe that this young master would come all the way from his college to chat and drink tea. .
A mecha was transported, and Xining couldn't help but whistle: "Have the shotgun been replaced with a cannon? The latest model HRE501, have you started using this?"
"Yes!" Justin said: "There is a competition next week. I like the CGF800 type very much. Can you spray-paint this appearance into the 800 type?"
Xining smiled faintly: "It's very simple, just spray paint. But obviously, there is a difference between the two. Do you want to win the competition and the academy asked you to use the 800 type?"
Justin smiled: "Yes."
"Bah, no future!" Xining spat, opened the tablet computer, and continued to check the information: "If you want to spray paint, I'm sorry, I am a mechanical rest worker, not a spray painter, please hire someone else."
Justin asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Xining flipped through the information and said calmly: "With your ability, there will be special mechas in the future, such as 'Thunder Storm', 'Angel Wings' and other peerless mechas. But you want to use fakes."< br>
This is his dream too! Justin's blue eyes sparkled, and then he nodded with relief: "You are right, I should work more on control, I'll leave now."
"Wait a minute!" Xining pulled out the HRE501 information, walked to the five-meter-tall medium-sized mecha, and looked up at this mecha. Although it was just a training machine for students, it was still very impressive: " Is this what you commonly use?”
"Yes!" Justin didn't know what Xining was going to do.
Xining smiled lightly: "I'll do a physical examination for it."
Watching Xining operating various on-site maintenance equipment and standing on the lifting platform, the mecha made her figure look even smaller. Xining's voice rang out in the empty machine repair room, with a few echoes: "The user's habits can be judged by the wear and tear of various parts of the mecha. You are left-handed, so the left hand of the mecha wears out a lot, so I will replace it with Add armor to the left hand, and add a conjoined reaction line to the internal left-hand control system..."
Justin felt a little confused. Was this the same dirty little garbage boy he saw in a place full of garbage more than two years ago?
In the evening, Xining took out a tube of nutritional supplements and handed them to him: "Citrus flavored, the latest trial product of this college, you can't get it elsewhere."
"Thank you!" Justin took it, opened it and took a bite: "Yeah, not bad."
Xining sat next to him and opened a tube: "How are you doing over there?"
Justin smiled: "A student with 3S mental power must have a pretty good life."
Has it reached 3S? Xining said sincerely: "I really envy you."
Justin inadvertently sighed slightly: "The pressure is also great. There is a guy whose mental power can make the tester explode. He is rated as 3S, but it is definitely more than 3S. In this competition, I will probably collide with him."< br>
Is the tester over the top? This guy might be the real protagonist like a plug-in.
Xining comforted: "You have jumped from A to 3S, and you have also saved your life. Do your best to obey fate, do your best in everything, but don't force it."
Justin nodded: "What about you, how far do you plan to learn?"
Xining said with a bit of helplessness: "I want to learn mecha design, but I can't."
This thing is not only difficult, but also impossible to learn.
Like maintenance, you only need to replace the broken parts with prepared parts, so you must be skilled in disassembly and assembly.
The mecha design is located at the top of the pyramid, taking into account not only the practicality of the mecha, but also the fit with the operator and so on.
It requires a person with high education, high IQ, and the ability to operate a mecha, but the owner has no mental power and cannot operate a mecha.
But she was very free and easy: "You can return what I gave you just now."
Justin laughed and said: "Always obey fate and try your best in everything, but don't force it."
"Well!" Xining stood up after drinking the nutritional supplement and threw a quilt to Justin: "You go to sleep first, I will finish it soon."
There is a difference between the space cotton quilt and the smelly, tattered "heirloom quilt" covered on earth.
Justin sniffed secretly. In addition to the smell of engine oil in the maintenance room, it also smelled of Xining's body.
Xining is 14 years old and her height finally exceeds 1.4 meters. However, judging from the annual physical examination report, she still cannot live past the age of fifty. Originally, she wanted to keep her at home and be a nominal maid, but she chose here instead.
Justin couldn't help but feel regretful in his heart, but the world was like this, and she was lucky to be standing here, as long as she liked it.
Justin fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, it was already dawn.
A slightly modified and strengthened mecha stood on the maintenance platform like a giant. Xining was lying on the table next to him, asleep.
He gently covered Xining's body with the quilt. Xining did not wake up because he was too tired.
I saw a message on the tablet on the desktop: "It's done, take it away."
(End of chapter)