"It's okay, I've taken medicine, I just had a mild cold, oh, by the way! Take this bowl of medicine and don't get infected with my interstellar flu. Recently, the interstellar flu broke out in the slums. I'll be much more relaxed tomorrow. The government has sent medical teams and volunteers to assist me in my work."

“…”

Zou Zichuan took the medicine handed over by Mi Xue and drank it. He glanced at the busy Mi Xue and sighed softly. This is a woman with a very stubborn personality. It is hard to imagine that a woman can last for more than two years in a slum area day after day. This is definitely not something that those volunteers can do when they get angry.

"You didn't sleep yesterday?" Mi Xue took Zou Zichuan's empty bowl and asked.

"Um."

"Then you have a rest, I have made breakfast and put it on the dining table, and you wake up and eat."

"Thank you." Zou Zichuan nodded politely.

Zou Zichuan didn't say anything extra and walked into the bedroom and closed the door to sleep. He really needed to rest now. The physical and energy consumed by high-intensity work for a night was amazing.

Although he changed his body, the biological clock still woke Zou Zichuan up on time. This is a habit developed in his years of military service. No matter when or in any environment, he can control his sleep time and there will be no mistakes.

For a soldier, time is life! Every soldier should have a strong concept of time, which is the basic military quality of a qualified soldier.

Three hours, 8:30!

It happened to be three standard hours that Zou Zichuan woke up. At this time, Mi Xue had already gone out and the breakfast was placed on the dining table. Zou Zichuan swallowed the bread and fried dough sticks into his stomach, and poured all the milk into his stomach in one bite.

It was already dawn at 8:30. Although the slums were crowded, they were still dead. Most of them had a wooden face and were strolling on the road without doing anything. Fortunately, occasionally, the innocent laughter of a group of children broke this deadly spirit and brought some vitality to the slums.

Zou Zichuan walked down the hillside with great strides. Today he was going to check the power cabin. This is the most critical place. The most critical thing about a mecha is the engine.

Although Zou Zichuan studied with his strong memory for a few days, he had no confidence in the engine. If the damage was serious, the only way was to change to a second-hand engine. As for the optical brain in the main control room, Zou Zichuan was not worried. The optical brain and the engine were almost equally important. However, it is definitely much easier to get an optical brain than to get an engine. Moreover, the most important thing is that the engine should try to require the same model to not have too many modifications, and the eliminated optical brain can be replaced by more advanced optical brains.

When I came to the bottom of Noel x San San, fortunately, there was no sign of thieves patronizing him.

Zou Zichuan quickly devoted himself to the intense work.

What made Zou Zichuan happy was that although the engine door was opened, the degree of damage was very small. The problems detected by using the cursor measuring ruler and the small computer diagnostic instrument were very small. It was found that there were cracks in the cylinder and some problems with the power transmission. In addition, the transmission next to the power cabin could not be detected because the gearbox was fully enclosed and the mecha's own function detection was required after connecting to the optical path.

Of course, it is simple to say that whether it is cylinder rupture or power transmission, it is a big problem. In fact, one of the reasons why this mecha was abandoned at that time was the large-scale cracking of the cylinder. Decades ago, nano-laser welding technology and cutting-edge technology were not popular. A large-scale cracking of the cylinder like now is to replace the entire X-33 cylinder. This is a very huge project and this work must be completed in the factory. But now it is different. This kind of cylinder rupture only requires controlling the nanorobot to enter the cylinder and can be easily repaired...

I have to say that Zou Zichuan has a very complete range of tools, whether it is nano laser or diagnostic computer, he has these products that represent high-tech.

This kind of repair is much simpler than Zou Zichuan imagined. The nano-laser robot is implanted into a wireless receiver and connected to a small computer. After inputting the data from the cylinder, the intelligent robot will repair it one by one through the set data.

Of course, nanorobots are not omnipotent. Nanobots mainly repair some fine and difficult-to-disassemble instruments, such as engines and optical paths. Moreover, nanolaser robots are not completely intelligent and must be repaired by setting up programs.

This repair is slow, and it can be imagined that it is absolutely a delicate and delicate job to weld the crack as big as a needle.

After Zou Zichuan set up the program, he began to move some spare parts of the power cabin from the ground to the main control room.

The main control room is the most severely damaged place. Almost all manual operating levers have lost their function, and the circular monitoring display is gone. Of course, Zou Zichuan did not intend to repair these monitoring equipment. All he needs is to make this x33 move. Besides, it is the same with the use of a light brain to switch monitoring, it is just a little troublesome.

Zou Zichuan's head has already sorted out a system maintenance program. Although the main control room is a complex place, it is still very fast to assemble some hardware because it does not involve optical brains and optical path sensors. At noon, some dashboards and operating rods in the main control room were almost installed. At this time, some second-hand accessories he ordered were delivered continuously through the Interstellar Logistics Company. He had to wait under the ground to receive the goods and sign...

"Brother Zichuan, it's time to eat!"

At twelve o'clock, Xiang'er appeared on time. Zou Zichuan knew that Xiang'er should have been following Mi Xue to help because she had to take care of Zou Zichuan and went home at noon. After dinner, Xiang'er would meet Mi Xue again. There were too many people in this slum area, and Mi Xue couldn't be busy with her. She needed an assistant like Xiang'er.

"Okay." Zou Zichuan did not look up, nervously recording the models and specifications of some equipment and instruments, and then classified them.

"Brother Zichuan, go to have dinner first, I'll watch you. Sister Mixue said that you must eat when you eat, otherwise you will definitely forget it." Xiang'er walked to Zou Zichuan and snatched Zou Zichuan's pencil and said.

"...Okay." Looking at Xiang'er's innocent face, Zou Zichuan, who was originally frowning, couldn't get angry.

"By the way, Brother Zichuan..."

"Hmm?" Zou Zichuan turned around, Xiang'er seemed to be reluctant to speak but stopped.

"It's okay, it's okay, you go."

"It's fine, by the way, have you eaten?"

"You eat first, and I'll go eat after I finish it."

“Why not go eat together?”

"Xiang'er is afraid that someone will steal your stuff."

"I moved all the important accessories to the power cabin. The rest are scrap and bulky large accessories. No one will steal them, leave them, and eat them together."

"Then... OK." Xiang'er glanced at the piles of waste products around her and hesitated for a moment.

...

"Brother Zichuan, are you really losing weight?"

"Um."

“Why?”

"Nothing, I just want to reduce it."

"oh……"

...

The two of them got along with each other and soon arrived at the edge of Zouzichuan's prefabricated house. When they opened the door, Zouzichuan smelled a strong smell of braised pork.

It is obvious that the braised pork was made today, not the night I didn’t eat it yesterday, because there was a layer of fine green onion on top.

"Don't make braised pork in the future." Zou Zichuan took the rice handed over by Xiang'er.

"oh……"

Xiang'er sat down, lowered her head, and unconsciously squeezed the rice into her mouth with chopsticks. Her eyes were red and she seemed very aggrieved.

“Eat.”

"oh."

...

Both of them lowered their heads to eat. There was a suffocating silence in the small living room. Xiang'er's red eyes kept staring at the bowl of braised pork on the table. Unfortunately, from beginning to end, Zou Zichuan didn't eat a piece.

"Dongdong!" A knock on the door came from outside.

"Who?" Xiang'er asked in a crisp voice.

"Dear Miss, Hello, I am the responsible Carl of the Reeder branch of the x33 Mecha Club. I am here to find Mr. Zou."

"Come in." Zou Zichuan couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that the club would come to him.

"Dear Mr. Zou and Mrs. Zou, I'm sorry to bother you." A white man in a suit and tie and wearing a black top hat pushed the door and walked in, took off his hat and bent down humbly to say hello.

"I'm not Mrs. Zou." Xiang'er suddenly blushed, but there was a hint of inexplicable happiness in her eyes.

"Ah... I'm sorry, sorry! Noble lady, please forgive my mistake."

"It's okay, please sit down." Xiang'er seemed to have a good impression of this polite gentleman and immediately poured a glass of water for the middle-aged man.

"Thank you, thank you very much. This girl's beauty makes the stars in the sky dull." Carl bent down and bowed again, and his title changed from a lady to a girl. I have to say that this person has a good social skills. In just a few words, he gained Xiang'er's favor.

"Sit down, you guys talk, I'll clean up." Xiang'er blinked at Carl naughtyly.

"Tell me, Mr. Carl." Zou Zichuan sat at the dining table without moving, with a calm expression on his face.

"Mr. Zou, I think it is necessary to have an in-depth understanding of x33 Club. Through your maintenance records, we found that Mr. Zou has a very deep attainment in civil engineering mechas. Our club needs talents like you very much. Our club will be proud of Mr. Zou's joining..."

"I'm still thinking." Zou Zichuan interrupted Carl's words.

"No...I think Mr. Zou misunderstood my purpose. Although our club really wants Mr. Zou to join, we will not urge Mr. Zou to make any decision without careful consideration. I came here just to help Mr. Zou. We know that Mr. Zou is repairing a x33 mecha, and this x33 is a property belonging to Galaxy Engineering Machinery Company. This time, our club has communicated with Galaxy Engineering Machinery Company and decided to give this x33 to Mr. Zou. This is all the legal procedures for that x33, as well as property transfer procedures..."

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ps: Recommended tickets are not crazy...
Chapter completed!