An Unscientific Mechanic

Chapter 114:

Two people walked in the desert with one foot deep and one shallow foot in the desert, and proceeded according to the route indicated by the map in the field of vision.

When I walk, I still smoke from time to time...

The organelles are replaced or the bodies of the two people are not very suitable...

"Have you seen Star Wars?"

"I have seen it. HD remakes of Star Wars 1 to 21 were shown on all sides last year."

"...Fuck it."

"When you mentioned Star Wars, you meant to say that this is the world of Star Wars?"

"At least the world view is similar. The whole discomfort just now is that the so-called mitochondria replaced part of our mitochondria."

"In other words, can we use the Force?"

"No, there is a bridge to communicate with the Force. The rest depends on fate, I don't understand what the Force is. And the timeline is not clear now."

The two walked for more than an hour before they reached the nearest town, Mos Espar.

"Really... a backward city." Kycilia looked from a distance, almost all of them were small buildings, and occasionally there were a few small high-rise buildings. There is a world of difference from a city where the two have lived in mid-to-high-rise buildings.

But...Look at the anti-gravity aircraft that shuttles through the town, and the spacecraft that take off from the surrounding or inside the town from time to time. The word behind is particularly dazzling.

"Go to the city, find out, get a universal translator. Then how about watching the show?" Ian looked at this awkward town.

"#@@??*&……"

When they walked into a room that looked like a shop, the two people listened to the alien language with dumbfounded faces.

The alien who looked like the store manager reacted. The two men did not even know the most basic Oribesh language, and took out two coin-sized objects and handed them to them. Then I demonstrated the usage, and it will be automatically fixed when you put it on your neck.

The two of Ian installed the translator according to the gourd drawing, and finally understood what the shopkeeper was talking about.

"...Where did the hillbillies come from, they wear so weird. Ah guest, what do you want?"

"These two little things, two communicators, a place to stay."

"Where you are staying, go to the store next door and ask, what do you plan to use to exchange the two communicators?"

"What do you use as a general equivalent here?"

"Precious metals, equipment, credits, everything is fine."

Ian used nano robots to form half a catty of gold and took it out of his pocket.

"Is this all right?"

"One hundred percent pure gold, of course. Two communicators can’t be used so much. Take this slave away. You will also need a guide when you arrive. I don’t know how to get you change. I’m waiting for you to figure out what's here. Trade mode, no matter how good we do business. Hahahaha"

Ian carefully looked at the Loli slave who was standing aside, and gradually frowned. "Wash clothes, cook, and get familiar with the terrain. Are there any good ones in these?"

"It's all."

"That's okay, is there a document or contract?"

The shopkeeper found one among the pile of papers and threw it to Ian. "give."

"Thanks a lot."

Walking out of the store, the loli also followed Ian.

"Mengka made a lot of money for you. Your piece of gold can buy 10 of me."

"I know."

"Then why..."

"Gold is worthless, what's your name." Ian didn't look back, instinctively guiding him, the shopkeeper wanted to cheat himself.

But adding this woman is worthy of blood...

Sure enough, my wife hasn't been holding back in the past few years...

"Smi Skywalker."

"puff……"

"Do you have any children?"

"No, I'm only 14 years old..."

Ah, angry...but the tone is still so soft...

What a legacy of a decadent feudal society...

Ian and Kisilia glanced at each other. Both knew what the name Skywalker meant in Star Wars.

It would be no fun if Sir Alex is lost by the two of you!

"Find the Hutt merchant and sell her?" Kycilia looked at Ian, and the brain quantum wave conveyed this sentence.

"Do you cook and wash clothes?" Ian gave a straight look back. "Or should I wash it for you?"

"Forget it." The eldest lady of Zeon's family resolutely persuaded. Although he is one of Zeon's military leaders, he is also a princess-level figure. Is there any conflict between cold-blooded and tough-mindedness in military operations?

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Miss Skywalker, who was walking behind, looked at her two new masters with a puzzled look. After asking the names, there was nothing to follow, and the expressions of the two people changed very... drastically, and they felt like they had made eye contact.

Can eyes... convey complex meanings?

"By the way, Shimi, want to buy a house, which store to go?"

"That house, what kind of house the owner wants to buy."

"Three floors, with people living on top and shops on the bottom. There is a large yard where you can dig a basement."

"I see, an ordinary house of this kind needs two pieces of gold as large as just now."

"It's cheap, what's the best?"

"4 yuan."

"Ok, then the best."

I probably knew the price, and it was much easier to handle. Basically, I didn't have much trouble, so I bought a mechanical equipment store for 3 kilograms of gold, and a three-story villa next to the store.

Both parties felt that they had made a profit... The Tatooine real estate agency sold these two houses at a premium of nearly 10%, and Ian... intuitively told him that there are good things under the villa...

In the afternoon, the three of Ian moved into the new house, although it was second-hand...

Xiang Shimi learned that this town does not pay attention to air supremacy at all. After the spacecraft can enter and exit at will, Ian remotely controlled the Sacred Sword of Dawn to produce a batch of 30 engineering robots, which were sent down by support aircraft. And stopped directly in his backyard.

Then, these 30 robots began to decorate the house according to their own habits.

"Kisilia, what are your plans?"

"Watching Sir Ferguson grow up, watch him make trouble. But... if we are here, will the Sith Emperor target him?"

"I just ran away if I caught sight of us. I don't believe he can hunt us across the world."

"It makes sense, Shimi! Come here. The room next to me is yours. Tell the robot what you want in the room."

"Yes, master."

After a day, the ground construction of the villa was completed. The exterior wall of the main building was just renovated, while the interior was properly decorated in a modern and minimalist style.

The entire above ground part of the villa, around the main building, is a yard that is more than 30 meters long and more than 20 meters wide, surrounded by an earth wall about 2 meters high. The main building has 3 floors above ground, and the interior is divided into 12 rooms, 2 kitchens, 2 dining rooms and 2 living rooms.

The rooms are now decorated into 3 study rooms, 2 study rooms, 5 bedrooms, 1 recreation room and a tea room according to the requirements of three people.

Although the surrounding wall looks like an earthen wall, it has now been filled with e-carbon steel. In addition to the newly built pavilion and garden, there are more than a dozen hidden security turrets in the courtyard. Surveillance systems have been installed throughout the yard to achieve no blind spot surveillance.

As for the underground, even if I followed the so-called intuitive guidance, it took a long time to find the entrance to the basement. This frustrated the two of Ian. The frustration is probably equivalent to playing a decryption game with a strategy, but it’s still stuck...

There was a spacecraft parked underground. There was no sign, the spacecraft did not start, and there was no password set. The door of the spacecraft was opened like this. There was only one seat in the spacecraft, and there was a corpse in a black robe sitting on the seat.

"Is this the good thing you're talking about? Jun Ian." Kisilia looked at the obviously old spacecraft and the pilot's body that had been dead for a long time, not in a very good mood. "He has something in his hands."

"I saw it." Ian took out a black cloth package from the corpse. Open the package, there are two lightsabers inside. "This is probably a baby."

Confirming the pros and cons of the lightsaber again and again, Ian lights up two lightsabers.

Well, two green lightsabers. Not Sith.

"Probably the Jedi warriors who were tired of war in the early Republic have exiled themselves here...look for it again, maybe there is some training experience." Ian put away the lightsaber and threw one of them to Kycilia.

Kycilia also lit the lightsaber and played for a while. This time, the lightsaber was purple...

"Does the color change according to the user...or according to the original force? It seems to be an artificially processed Camber crystal." Ian looked at the driver's corpse. "It seems that he is a Sith warrior."

"I found it. It's a manuscript, but I don't understand the text above. Maybe it's the so-called Sith script. After solving the problem, it seems that c3po can understand the Sith script?"

"Then let's explore it slowly, whether it is to check the information or use brute force to crack it." Ian took the handwritten notes, glanced at it, and couldn't understand it at all. "Go up first, let the robot clean up the dust here. Also, we haven't cleaned up that store yet."

I immersed my consciousness a little bit, and the systematic "discovered new technology" prompt has not stopped since I came into contact with the first local mechanical item until now.

"System, give a progress bar, how many more?"

"Host, there is about half of it."

"...It's worthy of entering the universe and discovering a group of civilizations for thousands of years."

Instructed Shimi to make a supper at home, Ian and Kisilia brought 20 engineering robots to their store.

"It's really messy..." Ian choked silently while looking at the parts shops everywhere.

"Leave 10 robots, half of which sorts things out, and half cleans them. Let's go and take a look at the back."

When they arrived in the backyard, the two of them couldn't laugh. The garbage dump is cleaner than here.

And... this backyard is as big as a football field. Countless spaceship parts and abandoned flying vehicles are piled up in a mess. And one by one, they all seem to be heavy to death. There is no way for manpower to organize it.

"The main engine of the Sacred Sword of Dawn, which produces 20 kmf, model Lancelot, undergoes engineering modification, and the energy system is changed to a small cold fusion reactor, loaded with ai."

"The host understands. It is expected to be delivered in 20 hours."

"Let's laugh at Taobao and see if we can find good things." Ian sighed and walked in first.

"Farewell, I am waiting for you outside. As a lady, I really don't want to enter this garbage dump."

An hour later... Ian walked back with his head down and frustrated. His pants were tattered with iron pieces, and he returned empty-handed.

"It's all **** and nothing can be used. From this point of view, these things can only be sold as spare parts."

"Ian Jun, why do you want to buy this mechanical supply store?" Kisilia sat on a cleaned sofa.

"Because my job is a mechanic. Although I haven't done it myself in recent years."

"Ah, yes, you used to be a researcher of the Federation...No, you are a researcher."

"I'm not in the Federal Law School. My second job in my hometown is a mechanic, although I work part-time in ms design and battleship design."

"That's it."

"In fact, it is so that I can study the technology of this world well, visually...there is a gap of thousands of years with the Federation."

"Millennium..." Kycilia sat up straight.

"According to history, this world interstellar war has been fought for thousands of years, do you remember?"

"...I'm not setting a party, I only watched a few movies."

"Unfortunately, neither am I. So I'm not sure how big the gap is. Moreover, after all, Star Wars is a special interstellar epic movie, and it cannot be required according to hard science fiction."

"In other words..."

"That is to say, no matter how much blood, you recognize it, whether it is the Stormtrooper can never hit anyone, or the Star Destroyer can be blown up by a fighter plane, treat it as a backstory and forget it."

o(╯□╰)o Kycilia spread her hands, then stood up.

"Then go home, wait until tomorrow to clean up?"

"Clean up tomorrow."

In the afternoon of the next day, the shuttle sent down 20 unmanned engineering Lancelots and began to organize the supplies in the backyard.

Even with the aid of a shipboard supercomputer, this trash took two full days to sort out.

Then, Ian sold most of the items considered to be completely scrapped to scavengers at the price of scrap iron. Using a large amount of precious metals produced as waste products, we purchased a bunch of new spacecraft engines and better-quality spacecraft engines, and then purchased a number of flying cars.

After the completion of the acquisition, Ian’s shop opened.