It was late at night again. Xining took out the bed from the cabinet next to her, layed it down, and turned off the emergency light.

There is a smell of engine oil in the mechanic room. Although there is an air supply system, the smell still exists.

Xining touched her chest, which was the position of her heart, as if she was muttering to herself: "I'm not tired, don't thank you. If you want to thank you, you will end the task. Why is the task not over yet?"

Not only memory, but sometimes you can feel the true thoughts of the body master. It seems that after cultivating immortality, this ability has been enhanced.

The owner hopes to continue learning and it is best to learn how to repair the mecha.

Why isn't it over yet? I didn't feel that the owner is 13 years old and has passed the previous plot dead.

If she leaves at this time, the master can continue to study hard. But the task is still not over!

Half a year later, Xining could disassemble and assemble all seven basic models. Seeing her skillfully using the crane and quickly put the parts together, a tall mecha quickly stood in front of everyone.

The department head knows that there is no need to ask. Such students will definitely continue their studies, otherwise a person who works hard to get waxing will not need to learn these things.

Justin came again. According to the last time, he 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 warehouse like a shutdown hangar, there are piles of disassembled mechas everywhere.

The man shouted: "Xining!"

The sound echoed in the huge space.

"Who?" A head lifted up from a pile of parts.

When Justin saw Xining coming, her hand covered in oil was rubbing on a cloth. She grew up, and it seemed like she hadn't seen her for another year since the last time. She was 14 years old, although she was still short

But it is still much higher than before.

Xining asked directly: "What's the matter with me?"

"If you're fine, you can't look for you?" Justin smiled bitterly.

Xining threw the oil-filled cloth into the waste box next to it: "It won't be okay, tell me." If you don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, you don't believe that this young master would come over to his academy and chat and drink tea from all over the place.

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A mecha was transported down, and Xining couldn't help but whistle: "Has the bird gun changed? The latest Hre501 model, have you started using this?"

"Yes!" Justin said: "There's a competition next week. I really like the cgf800 model. Can you spray this appearance into the 800 model?"

Xining smiled faintly: "It's very simple, just spray some paint. But it's obvious that there are still differences between the two. Do you want to win the competition and the college lets you use the 800 model?"

Justin smiled, “Yes.”

"Bah, it's not a good idea!" Xining spat lightly, turned on the tablet computer, and continued to check the information: "If you want to spray paint, sorry, I am a mechanical rest worker, not a painter, please ask Gao Ming."

Justin asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Xining flipped through the information and said lightly: "With your ability, there will be special mechas in the future, just like peerless mechas such as 'Thunder Storm' and 'Angelic Wings'. But you are thinking about using fakes."

This is also his dream! Justin's blue eyes shining, and then nodded relievedly: "You are right, I should work harder on control, I'll leave now."

"Wait a little!" Xining adjusted the Hre501 type information, walked to the five-meter-high medium-sized mecha, and looked up at this one. Although it was just a student practice machine, it was still very cool in front of the mecha: "

Is this what you often use?”

"Yes!" Justin didn't know what Xining was going to do.

Xining smiled faintly: "I'll do a physical examination for it."

Watching Xining operate various on-site maintenance equipment and standing on the lifting platform, the mecha made her figure look smaller and smaller.

Xining's voice sounded in the open mechanic room with a few echoes: "By the wear and tear of the mecha, you can judge the user's habits. You are left-handed, so the left hand of the mecha has a lot of wear, so I will put it

Add armor with your left hand, and add a one-piece reaction line with the internal left hand control system..."

Justin felt a little confused. Is this the dirty little trash kid I saw more than two years ago in a place full of garbage?

In the evening, Xining took out a tube of nutrients and handed it to him: "It smells like citrus, the latest trial product from our college, I can't eat it anywhere else."

"Thank you!" Justin took it, opened it and ate: "Yeah, it's not bad."

Xining sat next to her and opened a tube: "How are you doing there?"

Justin smiled: "A student with 3s mental power must be doing a pretty good life."

Have you reached the 3s? Xining sincerely said: "I really envy you."

Justin sighed inadvertently: "The pressure is also great. There is a guy who can make the tester overwhelmed the table. He is rated as 3s, but it is definitely more than 3s. In this game, I am very likely to run into him."

Is the tester overwhelming? This guy may be the real protagonist like a plug-in.

Xining comforted: "You have jumped from a to 3s, and you have saved your life. Leave your destiny to do your best. Do your best in everything but don't force it."

Justin nodded: "What about you, what level do you plan to learn?"

Xining was helpless: "I want to learn mecha design, but I can't."

This thing is not only difficult, but also impossible to learn.

For repairs, you only need to replace the prepared parts and the broken parts, so you must be skillfully disassembled and assembled.

The mecha design is located at the top of the pyramid, which not only considers the practicality of the mecha, but also the degree of fit with the operator, etc.

People who need high education, high IQ, and can operate mechas, but their body has no mental power and cannot operate mechas.

But she was very free and easy: "If I gave you just now, you can give it back to me."

Justin laughed: "Do your best to do your best, do your best in everything but don't force it."

"Yeah!" Xining stood up after drinking the nutrients and threw a quilt to Justin: "You go to bed first, I'll finish it soon."

The space quilt, smelly and ragged "family heirloom quilt" covered on the earth is the difference between heaven and earth.

Justin sniffed it secretly, in addition to the smell of motor oil in the repair room, it also had the smell of Xining.

Xining is 14 years old and is finally over 1.4 meters tall. However, according to the annual physical examination report, she still cannot live beyond fifty years old. She originally wanted her to raise her at home and be a maid with a name.

But she chose this place.

Justin couldn't help feeling regretful, but this is the case with this world. She was lucky to be able to stand here, as long as she liked it.

Justin fell asleep in a daze, and by the time he woke up, it was already dawn.

A slightly modified and enhanced mecha stood on the repair table like a giant. Xining lay on the table next to her and fell asleep.

He gently covered the quilt on Xining, because he was too tired and Xining did not wake up.
Chapter completed!