The strongest R&D master in the universe

Lu Mingyue turned her head away, let her eyes escape from the pile of drawings written with data and text, and said, "Yes, the toolbox is like this." He explained the situation in Interstellar.

Xi Xiuyuan nodded thoughtfully, and turned his gaze back to the Ci Hai manual.

The instruction manual, which everyone seemed to feel dizzy, was clear to him.

How each part is assembled tightly and seamlessly through special techniques, and how it functions, is clearly written and organized.

Lu Mingyue slipped back and continued looking at the stall.

It's too scary, he would rather stay in Garbage Star for one more year than read the instruction manual one more time.

Time passed quickly, and Xi Xiuyuan was immersed in the vast blueprints all afternoon. He did not directly find the blueprint of the gun he picked, but digested every part eagerly from the first page.

Countless details have been placed in his memory palace by him, and 3D models have been built in his mind at this time, not even the tiniest gears or knots are left behind.

But even with such efficiency, Xi Xiuyuan had just finished watching the structure of the two basic weapons when the sky was dark.

And there are records of more than a thousand weapons in the entire manual, and each weapon is composed of more than five hundred parts.

Xi Xiuyuan focused and entered a state of flow.

When he raised his head again, standing in front of him was an elderly man whose temperament was obviously much better than that of the Garbage Star, and he was also dressed neatly.

Xi Xiuyuan just glanced at it and continued to put his head down to pack everything, not paying attention to this man.

Instead, the old man took the initiative to speak up: "Did Qiu buy the signal amplifier from your stall?"

Xi Xiuyuan packed the toolbox and stood up.

He glanced at the guard behind the old man with an unnatural expression. Qiu should be his name.

"it's me."

The old man took out a stack of clean and tidy energy coins: "Can you sell me the rest?"

His attitude was very friendly, and people around him looked at him very respectfully. It is not difficult to see that this is a man of great prestige in this market.

The guard, Joe, was going to die of rage.

Qiu knew that the owner of the bazaar, Mr. Tory, was a rigid and serious person rarely seen in garbage stars, and anyone who didn't abide by the rules and cheated by asking prices casually, as long as he found out, would be punished accordingly.

Qiu felt that anyone who could sell a deceitful thing like a signal amplifier for a thousand energy coins would definitely be expelled by Mr. Tory.

Although he has a group of brothers who are responsible for guarding and managing, he still doesn't dare to mess around in the market.

Mr. Tory is said to have retreated from the federal army and then went to Garbage Star. Some people said that he punched a strong man into the wall with one punch, and he couldn't get it off.

If Qiu wanted to keep his job, he naturally wouldn't put himself on the table to find work.

He took the signal amplifier to find Mr. Tory, chanted and babbled that there was a newcomer in the market who dared to drive up prices, and forced to buy and sell.

Sure enough, as he expected, Mr. Tory was very angry at first, but after seeing the signal amplifier in his hand, his complexion changed.

Mr. Tory took a closer look and felt the powerful spiritual imprint on it.This is a brand that only strong people with a gene strength above S can make.

When did Garbage Star come to be such a number one person?

What made him even more unbelievable was that when the signal amplifier was installed next to the signal collector, the optical brain, which can only be used at a certain time in normal days, actually responded!

Although the signal strength is not strong, it is quite stable.

The significance of this is that anyone with a normal IQ knows it.

Mr. Tory immediately changed into formal clothes, and asked Joe to lead him to the mysterious and powerful newcomer.

Qiu's feeling at that time was no different from swallowing a fly alive.

Is this ugly thing in his hand really worth a thousand energy coins? ? ?We must know that one thousand energy coins can live comfortably for half a year in Garbage Star!

He hesitated to speak, but still said in a very green tone: "Although this is very useful, is a thousand energy coins too expensive?"

Qiu felt goosebumps all over his body from the disgust of his tone.

However, Mr. Tory said righteously: "This kind of master-level masterpiece of conscience is only charged one thousand, which is really considerate!" He said melancholy: "You know, even in the outer star field, the situation of supplies is very clear. Under the circumstances, a machine that can capture almost non-existent signals and amplify them to a stable level will cost at least two to three thousand energy coins. It also depends on human favor."

Mr. Tory patted Qiu on the shoulder: "Garbage Star has been disconnected from the outside world for too long, and it's not your fault."

fur:"……"

He didn't blame himself! ! !

Could it be that he is really ignorant?

Qiu looked at the signal amplifier carefully placed in the tray by Mr. Tory and fell into confusion.

Then the scene in front of the stall happened.

Xi Xiuyuan nodded casually: "Yes, they belong to you now."

Mr. Tory was ecstatic, and he thanked: "Thank you for your generosity, besides the spiritual imprint on the amplifier, do you need to leave any other marks?"

Spiritual imprint?

This was the first time Xi Xiuyuan heard this word.

Lu Mingyue was dozing off at the side, but when she heard the mental imprint, she jumped up.

Brother Xi can actually leave a spiritual imprint on objects? ?

Lu Mingyue also thought that Brother Xi was not clear about these common sense things, and their previous popularization did not cover this part.

He immediately grabbed Xi Xiuyuan vigilantly, playing the role of a perfect brat: "Brother, I'm sleepy and I have to go home! I suddenly remembered that I have something to tell you."

Knowing what Lu Mingyue meant, Xi Xiuyuan raised his hand and patted him reassuringly, and said to Mr. Tory, "No, it's too late today, I'm taking him back."

Mr. Tory nodded immediately: "I'm the one who interrupted you. Could you please give me your contact information or address?"

He didn't mean to cling to him, but for the future of Garbage Star, he had to keep in touch with this master.

Mr. Tory kept his stance very low. He had been waiting for this opportunity to change Junk Star for a long time.

Xi Xiuyuan originally thought that the residents on Garbage Star would be just like Hu Zhi or Qiu, just muddling along and doing nothing, but the old man in front of him had a straight waist and firm eyes, which was completely different.

The old man's gaze reminded Xi Xiuyuan of the soldiers he had been in contact with in the ancient earth, and they all had a kind of righteousness.

Xi Xiuyuan put down the toolbox in his hand, the original indifference on his face receded, and he took the initiative to shake hands with him: "Yes, you are welcome anytime."

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