"I'm back."
Li Liang carried the bun and pushed the door open into the clinic.
Old Massey sat on the semi-automatic machine tool and hurriedly picked up the latest issue of "Syney's Catalog of Animals", flipping through it and muttering:
"Hey, there is another large number of animals open for trade. This time there is a horse. There are even more sheep and rabbits, a total of three hundred."
Li Liang shrugged: "With your skills, is there any need to worry about this?"
The nuclear war hundreds of years ago not only changed the fate of mankind, but was also a catastrophe for animals and plants. After decades of chaos, the surviving people realized that the nuclear war that once spread all over the world accompanied human civilization. Growing animals are already on the verge of extinction.
Today, raising a real animal is the dream of almost every downtown resident.
Each month, the Sydney Animal Catalog releases a batch of newly bred animals for purchase by residents of seven megacities around the world on a first-come, first-served basis. Each animal comes with a solid gold nameplate engraved with all the animal's information and a unique code.
Buying such an animal and keeping it at home is definitely a status symbol, and some people want to wear the nameplate around their necks.
However, according to Old Massey, the "Sini Animal Catalog" has not released any large animals for many, many years. There are only a limited number of animals, sheep, rabbits, chickens, and the most common ones are mice, and the prices are rising year by year. In a few years, a chicken has cost as much as 100,000 yuan.
Therefore, for the sake of saving face, most residents buy much cheaper bionic animals, and there is no difference at first glance. Then they go to the black market to engrave a copycat nameplate and hang it up, and shamelessly say that they bought it from the Xini catalog. of.
As for the poorer ones, they can only buy animatronic animals, which have purely mechanical structures inside, low-quality fur, and dull heads. They are very unseemly, but they are better than nothing.
Therefore, now there are bionic pet clinics all over the streets, and the "Messe Bionic Pet Hospital" is relatively poor in business, mainly because the old Messe's skills are really poor, and he cannot repair more complicated problems.
But today is a bit strange.
Normally, if Li Liang was so aggressive about Lao Meisai, the old man would definitely jump up and curse, and then tell the story of his "glorious" deeds of participating in the "Prosthetic Repair and Maintenance Union" training class and successfully graduating twice.
But today, old Massey groaned twice and stopped moving, still immersed in reading "Sidney's Catalog".
"Boss?" Li Liang waved the bun in front of Old Mesai, "Open your eyes and see what the filling is."
Old Massey put the book on his lap and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you? You are fired."
"Okay," Li Liang raised the bun and smelled it, "Then I'll eat it, fresh leeks, tsk tsk."
Old Messi looked at Li Liang blankly, his eyes turning red.
"What are you doing?" Li Liang took a step back, "I haven't eaten yet. Why are you crying at such an old age?"
"Fuck you, I didn't sleep well last night."
"Don't do this, you can eat what you want," Li Liang put the leek stuffed bun next to Old Mesai, holding one with synthetic three-fresh stuffing in his mouth, walked to the shelf next to the wall, and said vaguely: "I've been repairing the center recently. There seem to be more and more nervous cores. Boss, you can do it. Are you secretly expanding your business?"
Old Messi shuddered and jumped down from the machine bed.
Hearing the commotion, Li Liang turned around and looked at Old Messi up and down, and asked, "Boss, what's wrong with you today?"
"This bun..." Old Mesai quickly stuffed the bun into his mouth to cover up his gaffe, "Well, well, it's not bad."
Li Liang shook his head and walked to the machine tool holding a spherical central nervous system the size of a basketball: "Give way, boss. You can turn in your job after repairing this."
Since three months ago, this central nervous system core has been sent to the clinic for repair one after another. They are urgent orders and require repair within three days.
In fact, Li Liang always thought this was a bit strange.
It's so easy to repair this thing, but the other party pays a lot of money. You can make more money repairing one than overhauling ten bionic animals.
When Old Massey brought back a central nervous system core for the first time three months ago, he told Li Liang that he could just open the lid if he wanted to, but it couldn't be repaired anyway, but Li Liang solved the problem in only half an hour.
The two discussed it all night, and finally decided that Li Liang was lucky enough to catch a buggy one.
Then business came in every now and then, and Li Liang could fix it every time. Old Messi was also puzzled, but at his level, he couldn't understand why Li Liang could open the control system of the central nervous system.
Because everyone who repairs bionic prostheses and electronic machinery knows that basically all the components of Putnam Bionics are produced in the factory in Xiacheng District. Only the central nervous system core is sent and assembled from Uptown District. Its internal program It has always been top secret, and the firewall is impregnable. I have never heard of anyone on the black market being able to hack into it.
However, Li Liang can.
He stuck the central nervous system core on the semi-automatic machine tool, lit up the operation screen on the side of the machine tool, and chose to open the casing.
The two robotic arms moved quickly to remove the casing full of connection holes.
Inside is a pure black metal sphere with hundreds of synaptic connection lines extending out, looking like a cactus.
Most people are done with it at this point.
No one has the authority to activate the internal inspection program, no one can cut this metal mined from Titan, and the maintenance engineers in the lower city are helpless.
Li Liang put his hand on the sphere and whispered: "Start the inspection process."
Buzz.
The metal sphere began to vibrate at high frequency, and at the same time, a small holographic image was projected in the sky, which was a three-dimensional, mind map-like menu interface.
Then another interface pops up and displays: "Self-checking..."
Li Liang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's probably another problem with heat dissipation. The first few in this batch had this problem. I don't know what kind of bionic robot this thing is installed on. The ambient temperature is so high that it will burn." The boiler?"
Behind him, old Massey looked pale, and his bionic eyes trembled as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.
Ding dong.
The self-test results pop up on the holographic menu, and a string of codes keeps scrolling. Those that indicate normal operation are displayed in green, while those with problems are displayed in red.
Li Liang stared closely and nodded with satisfaction for a moment: "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just the heat sink."
He whispered again: "Pop out the heat sink."
Click.
A support rose from the top of the metal ball, and a round white heat sink, slightly browned, was stuck inside.
Li Liang leaned over and picked from the frame on the ground, picked out a pure white one, blew on the dirt, frowned and said: "Boss, let's buy some new goods at least, don't part with this, this is a second-hand thing. It will break again in a few days." After installing the heat sink, Li Liang patted the ball and said, "Reload the cooling system."
The supports retracted and the sphere vibrated more violently, apparently restarting.
"But if it's not easy to break, who among us will earn the money? Hey, boss, it's you who is the traitor," Li Liang smiled and turned around, seeing old Mesai with a serious face.
"What's wrong?" Li Liang was stunned.
Old Massey said slowly: "We need this batch of goods today, please send them over."
"Oh, okay." Li Liang shrugged.
