In the dimly lit and cramped underground control room of the super-large Originium engine unit, engineers wearing air filtering devices struggled to carry thick and long cables, trying their best to get the engine unit, whose power had dropped to 70%, to work at full power again.
A medium-sized crossbowman emerged from the gap in the engine block, put one foot on the buzzing fan baffle, and shouted to the engineering staff below: "Bring me a large pipe wrench!"
Although this crossbowman's voice is a little immature, he is quite skilled in mechanical engineering, and he will not hesitate to go to some dangerous places even if he doesn't care about his life.
The engineer quickly found a pair of pipe wrenches wrapped in a dark green rubber sheath and handed it over. The crossbowman grabbed the thing and returned to the repair site. A pair of eyes under the mask scanned the messy cables several times and quickly confirmed the target.
The underground structure of Saint-Aral's block is relatively chaotic, the installed equipment is one level behind the market, and the manufacturing process is not good, but in the eyes of the crossbowmen, their level is actually on the same level as the engine units in some blocks of Qicheng City.
The people in the Rust Belt can only do so well despite their best efforts, and Checheng's backwardness only shows that their institutions are corrupt. Otherwise, why can W's Sakaz mercenaries easily melt the city's defense forces?
Speaking of what happened in Qicheng, the crossbowman suddenly remembered that he worked here and was accompanied by another companion, but since they entered the underground, that companion had disappeared.
Probably playing with her new toys.
The crossbowman sighed silently, reconnected the dismantled pipes, put away the electronic tools scattered around, couldn't help but look at it a few more times, then turned around and walked out, hoping that the damaged engine unit would be normal. Work.
I don't know what's going on on the ground now. There was violent shaking half an hour ago, but now it's silent. It's really worrying.
When he climbed out of the internal structure of the engine unit again, he saw a tall and thin snow monster standing not far away, looking at him. It seemed that Froststar's team had come to support him, which was at least a good thing. The snow monsters are still very reliable.
The crossbowman threw the pipe wrench down, then jumped down from the height, beckoning: "Help move the things, follow me to the next place for inspection!"
The snow monster was stunned for a moment, then walked over and effortlessly grabbed the pipe wrench with one hand. He was also wearing a mask, and only a pair of eyes with gray pupils could be seen.
Although this man is thin, the large snow monster coat is loose on his body, and he is really powerful.
The crossbowman couldn't help but look at him twice, and asked casually: "The leader of Frost Star is here too?"
"She didn't come down. I'm the only one here."
Um?
Don't the snow monsters always call Frost Star "eldest sister" or "leader"?
The crossbowman calmly placed his hand on the crossbow at his waist and took two steps forward: "What is Leader Frost Star doing up there?"
"The leader said it's too hot down there and he doesn't want to come."
So that's it.
The crossbowman's fingers quietly left the weapon. Frost Star's special physique means she doesn't like places that are too hot. The Originium engine unit under the block emits a lot of heat. The current situation is special. The vents are closed, causing the temperature to rise further. If it wasn't for work, the crossbowman wouldn't want to stay in a sauna in such a dark and cramped place.
The two people walked in tandem. The former was taciturn, while the latter was unwilling to take the initiative to find a topic, so the atmosphere remained silent until they came to the second Originium engine unit.
"Have you ever seen something like this before?"
"Know a thing or two."
"oh?"
The crossbowman raised his eyebrows, quickly stepped on the bumps, climbed onto the machine, glanced at the instrument, and shouted: "Bring the tools up!"
I saw a few muffled sounds coming from behind, and the snow monster flew up, handed the tools he carried to the crossbowman, and said: "There is no way to solve the problem without stopping the machine for maintenance."
"No need, as long as it can move temporarily. If it needs to be repaired, it has to wait until it leaves the area covered by the natural disaster."
The snow monster said thoughtfully: "I know an engineer. Every time she performs maintenance, she makes a lot of noise and works miracles with her strength."
"Normally, Ursus people like big things. The bigger and rougher they are, the more they like them."
The crossbowman was talking while working, taking tools from the snow monster from time to time. Compared with the snow monster's unusual knowledge, what made him more curious was why the other party knew so much about mechanical engineering.
"I said, that engineer, she often plays some little tricks to lure me to come to her. Sometimes I follow her for maintenance, and I learn a lot by hearing and seeing."
The ambiguous tone of the snow monster sounds like a charming story.
The crossbowman's work has reached the final stage. He screwed in the last screw, stood up and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's go."
"The problem is solved?"
"No, I removed the limiter. The engine unit here will enter an overload state, but don't worry, Saint-Aral's manufacturing process is backward. They know this very well, so they have reserved enough redundant resources to withstand the overload. I estimate that 80% overload is normal. I really don’t know where they learned this technology. I haven’t seen it when I was in Ursus.”
I haven't seen it either.
Under the mask, Zhou Jinru's face was covered with sweat. Faust's words still sounded pleasant to his ears. After all, he was really solving the problem. This young crossbowman was a rare conscience in the integration movement.
As for the technology of the Saint Aralites, as long as the price is sufficient, there is no need to worry about not selling it.
Two sets of plans corresponding to different situations to obtain this set of technology have emerged in Zhou Jinru's mind. He followed Faust and looked at the young man carefully.
He should have died in Dragon Gate, killed by Gray Throat, but because Tallulah suddenly drove away from the core city, Mephistopheles and Faust's plan to attack Dragon Gate was stopped, and he survived, and lived to Now.
"You have been observing me from the beginning. Haven't you seen me before?"
Faust's voice came from the front. He was indeed a crossbowman who was good at long-range shooting. His perception was very sharp. No matter how well Zhou Jinru hid, he would still be discovered.
"I've seen him, only a few times. After all, I'm just a nobody. I rarely have the chance to stand with cadres."
"Don't be nervous. I can detect your gaze because of your racial characteristics. You did a good job."
Faust considered the words and continued: "Technicians should not be buried. If you don't want to continue in the Yeti team, I can recommend you to the engineering team. There is a shortage of people there."
Zhou Jinru: "..."
Oh my god, I got Faust's appreciation during the integration movement, and my promotion and salary increase are just around the corner. What should I do?
