Chapter 41
"Yeah." Adam's tone was relaxed and natural, as if he hadn't noticed that they had done what all the people who had worked here hadn't done in the past few years.
Diego rubbed his eyes and cleared his throat, "Are you also building these robots with things here?"
Adam continued to explain thoughtfully, "Yes, and using the tools you lent us. We set sorter one to work 23 hours a day. Take an hour to cool down and restart. This will ensure work efficiency , It can also prevent the motherboard from being burned due to overheating."
Zhang Xun raised the corners of his mouth, he liked the way Adam explained seriously to those who couldn't understand what he was talking about.
Diego stared at Zhang Xun in disbelief, "So... the mechanic actually refers to the magician?"
"According to all the data I have collected so far, magic is probably the general term for some coincidences and psychological effects that ancient humans can't explain. So no, I don't think Axun is a magician." Adam continued to explain with a serious face.
"Yes, what you said is correct... that..." Diego scratched his shoulder-length messy hair, and seemed a little embarrassed, "Actually, the TV in my room was broken for a while, Can you repair it?"
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Chapter 18 Garbage Treatment Plant (4)
Michael triumphantly took two soldiers to the garbage disposal plant, wanting to see Zhang Xun, who usually stays at home, and his damn artificial intelligence, which was tanned by the sun. He never expected that the center of the garbage dump, which was originally chaotic and dirty, would be cleared of empty stomachs. Several mechanical arms that seem to be spliced out of semi-rusted scrap metal and plastic products are being driven by several small generators to easily lift those old and huge steel scraps. Even the old mech at the gate stood up, picked up a jeep covered in rust, and walked towards the destruction area.
And Adam was sitting under a canvas shed, drinking ice-cold drinks and playing chess with Diego. To be precise, Adam was sitting there leisurely enjoying the shade, occasionally moving his fingers. Diego on the opposite side scratched his ears and cheeks, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were flaming, he sometimes gritted his teeth, sometimes beat his chest and feet, like a schizophrenic patient.
Zhang Xun, on the other hand, was sitting on the recliner opposite the two of them, using a pen to draw the design of the new machine on the tablet. From time to time, he raised his head to look at the chess game opposite him, and gave Diego some advice, with a tone of voice "I can only help you lose so ugly" sympathy.
"Playing chess with artificial intelligence, I'm afraid this person has some brain problems..." Zhang Xun cursed.
None of the three noticed Michael.
Michael was so angry that the top of his head was smoking, and he cleared his throat vigorously. Only then did Zhang Xun turn his head back, and a burst of irritability immediately arose in his heart.
He glanced at Adam and gestured with his palm down, signaling Adam not to stand up. Diego was smoking a cigarette, looked at Michael with raised eyebrows, and scratched his stubble-covered chin with his hand.
Zhang Xun stood up with the tablet in his hands and walked towards Michael, "Captain Sistine sent you here?"
Michael shouted furiously, "How dare you disobey the order of the security advisor!"
Zhang Xun snorted softly and asked, "Why did I disobey the order?"
"Captain Sistine sent Adam to work here, and he can't use the tools in the Lab!"
"We didn't use any tools in the Lab, and even this tablet computer is my personal property." Zhang Xun turned slightly sideways, pointing to the robotic arms, "These things are all used by Adam and I. It was built with raw materials. Captain Sistine only said let us do the work, didn’t he stipulate how to work?”
Michael was extremely angry, but he smiled sinisterly, "Okay, you can just argue. I will report what I saw here truthfully!" After he finished speaking, he instructed the other two younger brothers to take out their cameras to take pictures as evidence.
At this moment, Zhang Xun's mouth twitched slightly, and his smile was a bit treacherous. He tapped his tablet a few times with his finger and turned to Michael.
Michael's expression changed in embarrassment.
Up there, Michael and a few drunken cronies were nestled in a narrow and smoky bar box, commenting on one of the youngest chiefs—the sixth chief—in harsh words. In the video, Michael not only speaks boldly about the disrespectful things he did in his fantasy, but also has a lot of exaggerated actions...
Zhang Xun turned his voice down very low, and the picture was very dark. The two boys next to him were busy taking pictures and didn't notice the two of them. Michael wanted to snatch the tablet, but Zhang Xun took it away and smiled viciously, "It seems that you don't hate mechanics as much as you said. You have good taste."
"You! What are you doing!" Michael panicked, angry and afraid. Everyone knows that the sixth chief, who has the ancient Christian beliefs and keeps himself clean, hates this kind of thing. If this video is released, the chief will definitely lose face, and I don't know what kind of anger it will be like. At that time, Michael might be directly expelled from Paradise Lost.