Chapter 2 Miracle

Author: Carp and Carp Immortal

Chapter 2 Miracle

When they heard something behind, the three of them turned around and saw Shangluo.

"This is. Oh, it's Xiao Shang, come and come. It's really not enough to find your father to work, I can only find you to do it."

The three of them pulled Shangluo and walked up. They threw the green can of Wangzai milk aside, and then pressed Shangluo on the red bench.

"Xiao Shang, have you found something? Hurry up and give us some advice, we are almost crazy!"

"Uh" Shang Luo was stunned for a moment, "Three seniors, you don't have to be so polite."

"My friend Shang, I have heard the rumors that Ji had a delicate heart before. Please communicate with this old man to see what is unhappy about this person? A few of us level 6 fitters are waiting around him.

It was busy for several months, but this thing stopped working when it was uncomfortable. It was even more rumbling just now, and we didn't know what was wrong, so it tripped directly. You heard the movement outside.

Is it right?"

Shangluo didn't hear the noise, but his own light bulb was indeed exploded.

But will the fluctuations in the power grid blow up the light bulb? Shangluo has never learned electrician and does not know much about it. But considering that the generator has been invented less than 10 years ago, it is possible to cause any problem.

However, several old fitters have said everything to this point, and it is impossible to say if he doesn't help. According to past experience, he should be able to feel some flow of "qi" through touch.

Shangluo unveiled the talisman and placed his hand on the shell of the generator.

Confused, confused.

This is the emotion Shangluo felt, just like when he first traveled to this world.

Suddenly, a beam of light opened its sight, and the heavy hammer hit the anvil and sparked the shell, welded in the arc and flame. The Taoist priest wearing a robber shone with talisman water, and boarded the ship amid the sound of a salute.

Get off the ship and finally place it here. However, "self" is indeed not the only center of the power grid here, and there is another unknown source that is disturbing. Uncoordinated clutter beating in the heart.

Anger, pain, and increasingly confused.

After coming back to his senses, Shang Luo was stunned. It seemed that some inexplicable fragment flashed through his mind, which was far more specific than the "sense of gas" from those simple machinery. He felt part of the "memory" of this machine.

, and even "emotion."

Do machines also have memories? Machines also have emotions? Perhaps a machine as simple as an alarm clock can only produce the prototype of "gas", but a machine as complex as a generator can produce "memory"?

"What am I? Where am I from? What am I going to do?"

After substituting the generator's memory, Shangluo was a little confused.

"Hey, Xiao Shang!" The old fitter woke him up, "Is it okay?"

"Well, it's okay."

"How is this generator?"

Shangluo frowned: "It's not easy to describe. It's a little unhappy."

"ha?"

"It's just that the soul of the memorial spirit is unhappy." Shang Luo replied.

"Look, let me tell me!" The old fitter who woke Shangluo turned around and shouted to the other two, "I just said it was not our problem, it was a metaphysical problem! We obviously operated according to the manual, but the problem was that the soul of the machine was not.

Yue! Gong cigarettes and Wangzai milk are useless, and the red bench and Wu Leiqing's heart curse are useless. We have to let experts take action!"

"Xiaoshang, please see how to fix it! We are almost broken by this master. There is a problem with this thing every few days. Should we still upgrade to level 7?"

"Let me think about it." Shangluo took a step back and carefully observed the generator.

The high-speed steam engine next to it is three stories high, with a huge roar that never stopped from beginning to end. The generator looks quite mini, only the size of a small car.

The transmission shaft of the steam engine is directly connected to a gearbox. At this time, the gearbox is in an idle state and does not drive the generator itself.

"I'm not happy, right?" Shang Luo glanced at Wangzai's milk that was still on the ground, and three half-burned cigarettes, and the sparks of the cigarette butts were still flashing.

"It seems that there is no use to worship? Then I'll ask you."

Shangluo put his hands on the generator again.

reject

"Hmm? Such a big temper?"

This time, not only did there be a reaction, but there was also a feeling of "rejection".

"It seems that there is only one way - the old guys, take down my toolbox. Yes, I want that little hammer."

The old fitter threw the small hammer over, and Shangluo reached out to catch it.

Carrying the small hammer, Shangluo used one hand to keep in touch with the generator, turned around the generator for half a circle, and stopped. He felt that the emotions conveyed at this position were the most intense.

"Hmm? It seems that it's here."

Shangluo took out the chalk that fitters would carry with them, drew a circle where they held their hands, and then held the hammer high.

"Clang!" With a sound, a hammer made sparks splash.

Reject! Reject! Reject! Reject!

A strong resistance came from the fingertips.

"Ha." Shang Luo sneered, held the hammer handle with both hands, raised it above his head, and turned around and asked, "What mantra you just recited? The Five Thunder Qing Heart Mantra isn't it? Why are you reciting... Oh, I know."

He used all his strength to strike down and roared out the Five Thunder Qing Heart Curse with the Qi of the Dantian:

"Left and right fire! Lei Gong helps me!"

With a "boom", a spark was smashed out from the hammer head, and a large piece of the paint from the generator was smashed out.

A low beep appeared faintly, and the tone and volume were rising. No one pressed the restart button, but the generator jumped to the restart state itself.

The lights are on.

"You three, just do that." With the old fitter staring stunned, Shang Luo pasted the talisman that had just landed on the part where the paint was knocked off:

"Just use this yellow paper as a mark. Next time you don't obey, beat him! Hit him here, if you don't have enough one time, hammer it a few more times. Hit it until it's normal. If the household appliances break down, you should repair it like this. Don't spoil it.

.It's all habitual."

"This is OK?"

"Similar causes can get similar results. I think it's okay." He said, and took the hammer into the toolbox again, "Then I'll leave, and I'll call me next time if there is any problem."

"Hey, wait! Xiaoshang, don't leave now. You can't let your work in vain. No matter how you say it, you will treat you to a big meal!"

The top of the Kinmen Building is the Governor's Mansion, but the podium on the 14th floor below is the Kinmen Hotel. It is the place where the Ginmen Mansion of Yangzhou entertains guests and is also the cafeteria of the Acropolis of San Francisco. Three meals a day, and you can eat it for free with a certificate. However, only

It is limited to craftsmen and military households, because craftsmen and military households come to Yangzhou on a business trip, and the imperial court takes charge of the meal.

The dishes there are actually very good, but Shangluo has never liked them very much.

"The second floor is free, and the third floor requires additional money to eat. Let's take a walk, it's almost time to eat. Let's take advantage of the fact that there are fewer people now. Come on, go together, go together, and go all."

"Himmer~" and the guards who were sending him waved their hands, and Shangluo helped the door back to the watch shop.

I was so full of this meal. He ate too many radishes and his stomach is still bloated.

That's right, the so-called "feast" is carrots.

"Himmer~~~" He burped again, "Why are there radishes every time? The free meal on the second floor is stewed with radishes, and the meals on the third floor all have radishes, which are still colorful,

It's like a meeting of carrots."

When he opened the door, the light bulb was broken and the room was pitch black and there was nothing to see. He casually disconnected the light bulb switch and was about to change it with the new light bulb that he had taken from the Acropolis.

"Are you full? Very good, we can go on the road." A cold voice came from behind the door.

Before Shangluo could shout, he put him in from top to bottom with a sack. His eyes turned black.

Several people carried him to the back door, and Shangluo was pulled into the trunk with a sack.

When the car started, a strong roar came from the front of the car. Then a dizzy sound was spinning.

"Call, cook."

When he recovered, the wheel drove through several speed bumps. The car left the city, and he couldn't even figure out the direction or whether he had passed the Kinmen Bridge.

Less than half a minute after going out, the road conditions suddenly became worse. The wheels were pressing against stones and galloping on the bumpy concrete road, causing a car to fly almost in the air from time to time. But the driver seemed to be in a hurry and just rushing the accelerator all the way.

Slowly, the smell around changed. It was no longer the scent of smoke in the city - the aroma of wheat seedlings seeped in from the closed car window. It was the time when the wheat seedlings were filled. If he took off his eye mask at this time, he knew he should

You can see endless green fields. This is the case in most places in the New World, and every place where you can farm is properly cultivated. The dull roar of the compression tractor comes from a distance, and the wheat fields are spraying pesticides.

Sound. The gasoline saved elsewhere is basically used here.

In addition to wheat fields, there are radish fields. In addition to producing grain, Yangzhou produces those big radish.

After a few hours, the road conditions suddenly became worse. Even though the potholes just now were still cement roads, they have now become dirt roads. Even military vehicles will not shake left and right on this kind of road.

Fortunately, the car stopped before leaving the main road.

"Get out of the car, Mr. Shang." Over the past few hours, they finally said the first sentence.

A big man with a red neck opened the car door for him, helped him get out of the car, and took off his blindfold.
To be continued...