In June, the air was like fire, and the cottage less than 30 square meters was even hotter.

The tip of the knife with a cold light shone heavily on a white crystal, and the subtle scratches gradually increased like lines until they became deep grooves, forming a complex and mysterious pattern.

Chen Han sat quietly in front of the old workbench that was not far away. The stained white towel on his neck was already wet, his dark skin was covered with fine beads of sweat, and there was a small amount of water stain on the ground.

But he didn't realize it at all, staring at the white crystals with the size of fingernails in front of him, breathing gently.

If you look closely, you will find that he is holding a small mechanical knife in his right hand. His flexible right wrist is like a snake. Wherever the tip of the knife passes, the pattern on the crystal will be more perfect.

As Chen Han paused heavily, the white crystal suddenly lit up, like a ignited fire, and immediately dimmed and returned to its original state.

After a little check, Chen Han put the finished crystal aside, and his face was still focused.

What he just made was a white energy block, the lowest energy block, with the widest range of use and the largest daily consumption.

He made fifteen in one morning, but five were still missing to complete today's mission.

Just as Chen Han used a towel to wipe his hands, his face, and planned to continue making, the room suddenly darkened and the small ceiling fan on it stopped rotating.

"Damn it, it's used up again!" Chen Han murmured, stood up, picked up the energy block that had just been made, walked to the dashboard of the door, and carefully stuffed the energy block into the groove.

I saw that the complex pattern on the energy block just matched the grooves, the lighting in the room suddenly lit up again, and the figure of the dashboard also returned to 100%.

I didn't expect that the energy block I changed yesterday was used up in less than a day. It seems that the fan cannot be turned on for too long. The thirty minutes just now were considered useless...

Chen Han, who was smiling bitterly, turned off the small ceiling fan, wiped his face with a towel that could already squeeze out water, returned to the table, and quickly joined the work.

These white energy blocks that can supply power are most of Chen Han’s source of life.

Since he learned how to make two years ago, he first had five a day, then ten a day, and finally twenty a day, and now he has never stopped.

Chen Han's room is very small, less than 30 square meters, with an old table and bed in the furniture inside. In addition to lighting, the appliances are left with a small ceiling fan full of dust. They often dare not turn on the electricity bill because they are reluctant to leave. They can be described as being barely silhouetted.

There are a lot of messy things, most of which are made of energy blocks and discarded raw materials, as well as some used books that have been read.

This place was originally converted from an abandoned garage, with no basic kitchen or toilet, and only one vent.

But it’s such a simple place that requires 400 stars of coalition coins every month. Chen Han has lived in it for nearly four years because he really can’t find a cheaper place than here.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Han finally finished making the remaining energy blocks, a total of twenty. After counting them carefully twice, Chen Han carefully put these things into a plastic box, put them in a carry-on backpack, put them in a simple dress, fed two mouthfuls of tap water, and walked out the door.

It was the most sunny moment, and there were not many pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, a magnetic vehicle was speeding past. The screen of the tall buildings next to it was filled with advertisements. You could also see the security forces driving mechas to patrol the nearby daily.

Chen Han did not pay attention to these things that had nothing to do with him and went straight to an old bakery. A small place of about ten square meters was filled with baking utensils, and several glass cabinets filled with various breads that had been baked for a while, emitting an appetite-willing fragrance.

"Boss, two pieces of toast." Chen Han handed a banknote with five denominations.

His lunch was settled here for the vast majority of years, although lunch time has passed now...

"Why did you think you were not here so late today?" The boss was a kind woman. When Chen Han saw that he had a buzz cut for many years, he grinned. His hands kept moving. He picked two pieces of the largest baking noodles and packed them, and took the banknotes.

"If you have something to do, it's a little late, let's leave." Chen Han nodded and raised his toast and turned around and left.

After a few steps back, he seemed to remember something, turned around and pointed to a small round cake placed in the glass cabinet: "Take that to me too."

"Uh, okay." The woman boss was obviously stunned, because Chen Han had hardly bought anything except ordinary toast, and it was the first time that he was more expensive food like cakes.

After the payment was completed, Chen Han walked back to the street, looked at the cake box in his hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Just a small piece of thing, he almost did it in vain today...

But today is his birthday, and he will become an adult today. It would be okay to treat yourself on this important day.

While thinking about Chen Han, he started to chew toast on the street. He ate the unusually ordinary and dry food with relish.

He is now going to work in a mecha repair shop, which is his second source of income besides creating energy blocks. He has to walk around six kilometers away from here.

But before that, he had to sell the energy block he had just made and get the money. This was his happiest moment every day.

Turning left and right, Chen Han came to a university gate. The four gold-plated characters "Aojin Academy" were engraved above the spacious school gate.

From time to time, some young men and women in fashionable clothes walked by at the entrance of the college. All of the high-end brands of clothes, shoes and pants all indicate that their family is well-off.

These are all students of Aojin Academy. As Aojin Academy, which has trained countless pilots, these people are likely to be pilots in the future, and their every move reveals confidence and arrogance.

After all, pilots look at the entire planet and even the interstellar world, are the most popular professions, and they are even more unattainable dreams for ordinary people.

Looking at these people who were one or two years older than him, Chen Han couldn't help but lower his head and walked towards the gate of the college by leaning against the roadside.

Of course he is not a student here, but this is the best place to sell stolen goods, and nothing has a greater demand for energy blocks than the college.

And if you sell it elsewhere, a homemade white energy block can be at most 2.5 yuan, but it can be sold here for three yuan. The wealthy students are too lazy to bargain with him for the price of 350 yuan. Twenty pieces are just a ten yuan more, which is enough for him to eat toast for two days, and it will be a considerable income in the long run.

Looking at the tall sightseeing trees and various banners and slogans on the roadside, Chen Han's thoughts gradually drifted away.

He has been growing up in an orphanage since he can remember, and there are not many good conditions there, let alone studying.

After leaving the orphanage at the age of fourteen, he had to work hard for food and clothing, and he had no chance to study.

So he has always envied these students for being able to do what they should do at this age without worrying about their next meal.

If he was born in a normal family, he would have been a student at this age, right? Unfortunately, without if, he would probably not have the chance to enter the school in his life...

It took about half an hour, Chen Han successfully sold twenty white energy blocks and casually sold them to a boy's dormitory that was overused every day, and got sixty yuan.

At the same time, he also learned that Aokin Academy will hold an annual mecha competition tomorrow.

Probably, students who are about to graduate from the academy are driving mechas to fight against each other to test their learning gains to facilitate the final assessment of the pilot.

This is a very grand school event, and outsiders are allowed to watch it. Chen Han was thinking about whether to come and see it tomorrow. After all, there are not often opportunities to witness the mecha battle at close range, let alone free.

He also has a dream of being a pilot, and the thing he is most interested in is the mecha.

Just as he was about to leave the college, several mechas placed in the center of the campus square and the lively crowd attracted his attention.

I walked closer and looked for a while before I realized that this was tomorrow's competition venue. Many people were setting up the game, and some participants had brought the mechas over.

In addition, there is also a live racing of the maintenance staff, which is to compete for loading and unloading mechas.

It is said that qualified people can join the school maintenance team tomorrow, and there are hundreds of yuan to get.

This made Chen Han instantly interested. His job in the repair shop was to repair mechas, slowly squeezing into the crowd and reaching the forefront.
Chapter completed!