Apollonia's eyes were always looking there and never moved away.
...
"Hey...hey! I've been calling you for a long time, but there's no response at all?"
【ah? What's up? 】
"I've issued a work ticket. Why are you dazed?" Shangluo was already standing in front of him holding a brown paper bag, taking back Apollonia from the guard's hand.
[Did you just see a group of people wearing black clothes? 】
"I didn't see it. There are more than a dozen elevators inside. How can I meet everyone? What, is there something wrong with that group?"
[Jin Yiwei, they seem to have noticed me. Although they were wearing casual clothes, the smell made me feel scared... Where are we going now? 】
"Go to the workshop. If you have a work ticket, I can borrow a workbench and use the equipment in the workshop. I have to go early. When the craftsmen go to eat after work, I can't find anyone to take the key."
He reached out and took Polonia over, took the suitcase in one hand and the brown paper bag in the other, and walked towards the west.
There was no need for guards to follow him the rest of the way. He had already issued the work ticket needed to borrow the workbench.
Without any surprise, he directly found reports on pi from old publications, directly confirming the "authenticity" of Apollonia. Then all that's left to do is to replace the Foundation Establishment Pill. He took steps towards the workshop area next door.
The population density of the Acropolis is much higher than that of the outside, with 30% of the entire population of San Francisco concentrated here. However, almost everyone in the Acropolis has their own work to do, and it is rare to see anyone wandering on the street outside of breaks. Now that there are only 5 minutes left before lunch break at 12 o'clock, Shangluo quickens his pace. Because when it is time to get off work, no one will stay in the workshop for even one second.
12:00
"Huh...huh..." Shangluo leaned against the door frame, breathing heavily. He almost ran all the way from the Golden Gate Hotel. Although the distance was only a few hundred meters, the distance was more than he could exercise for several days. There are people outside and it's lunch break time. Sure enough, no one stayed for a second after ringing the bell, and they all headed towards the Golden Gate Hotel a few hundred meters away.
The workshop area is located in the northwest of the entire Acropolis. All workshops and factories are individually enclosed in such an area, and the workshop area itself is protected by a separate iron fence. There are also two residential areas for military craftsmen in the acropolis, and a trading and storage area close to the dock. This zoning model is simple and crude, but in line with Zhou etiquette, and almost completely replicates the layout of cities in the Western Zhou Dynasty. Acropolises like this are found all over the world, and each one is a military legacy left behind by the "Great War" era hundreds of years ago. The Acropolis of San Francisco is one of the most dazzling masterpieces, and the city of San Francisco, the pearl of the New World, has also developed around it.
As the standard template for the Acropolis, the Acropolis of San Francisco shoulders the task of being the strategic fulcrum of the New World, so it has all the equipment here, including...
[Welding? You can actually use electric welding here? ? ? Electric welding in Constantinople was still only used in laboratories. 】
From the simplest vise, to milling machines, drill presses, lathes, grinders, to the red-painted arc welding station in the corner, this small workshop integrates almost all the professional equipment needed by craftsmen. As long as there is enough time and materials, any industrial product can be directly processed here, or cells can provide parts with excellent craftsmanship for large equipment. These cell workshops can be organically combined according to the assembly line model during wartime to produce a range of equipment from precision rifles to precision tanks. Each piece is a finely crafted product with excellent performance, and each screw is engraved with the name of the craftsman.
The Acropolis of San Francisco, which is isolated overseas, has a saturated layout of workshops. Even high-end products such as electric welding stations are displayed in every "cell workshop".
Shangluo is here to borrow this thing.
After closing the rolling shutter door, he hung the operation ticket on the hook near the door.
【I'm...a little scared. 】
"Are you still afraid?"
[Aren’t you afraid of having surgery? No anesthesia can be given, and the surgeon can’t even hold the knife steady. And are you sure this thing is reliable? 】
"Actually, I'm not sure either..."
It was only 3 years since the invention of electric welding, and only 5 years since the discovery of the electric arc. Every welding station that can emit arc is of immeasurable value. However, the imperial court has never been stingy in investing in cutting-edge technology, and even experimental equipment that has not been mass-produced will be directly invested in the front line. And it only takes ten minutes to open a work ticket and you can use it.
But can this thing fix the "magic machine"? Shangluo himself didn't know. He only knows that this is the most "powerful" method of combining metals that he can currently use. This fixed welding station is far more powerful than handheld welding equipment, and can be used to weld large metal components. As for the situation of the divine machine itself, he had also done some testing before.
He tried driving nails before going out and tried glue. But the brass heart called the "magic machine" is simply indestructible. Hammers and nails left no trace at all, and glue only stuck to his gloves. He even tried spraying water on it with a watering can - and sure enough, there wasn't even a trace of water left on the shell. The casing only looks like brass, but is not physically brass at all.
"Although I'm not sure, you can rest assured. The temperature of the arc can be comparable to the surface of the sun, and there is no metal that cannot be melted by the arc. So, let me confirm your request - do you want to fill this hole?"
【Yes. The feeling of phlogiston leakage is not pleasant, it's like... if I want to use a metaphor, it's like someone is sucking your brain out through a small hole bit by bit with a straw. Please, please make sure to patch the hole, even if you use tape or something. 】
"The tape can't fix you."
Shangluo opened the box, placed Apollonia's music box on the clamp of the welding station, and took off the yellow warning sign that said "High Voltage Danger." He was a little hesitant because the situation in front of him was actually quite tricky.
He tried quick-drying glue, tape, A-B glue, and all kinds of adhesives, but they all failed to stick. Even strong glue that can only tear the skin off your hands will just slide off like water droplets on a lotus leaf on the magic machine, and then quickly solidify on the table.
The shell of the divine machine is unimaginably smooth, and it is obviously not a conventional material - as you can imagine, the materials used to make this endless divine machine cannot be found everywhere.
But as long as the wind is strong enough, even a pig can be blown away. As long as enough power is given, even tungsten with a melting point as high as 3410°C can be welded.
"So in your situation, I can only fuck the big guy."
