The Mechanic

Zhang Xun was almost suffocated by the smell of alcohol on his face, but he managed to maintain his composure, and stretched out his hand and said, Hello, I am Zhang Xun, a mechanic, and I was ordered to bring Adam here to help for a while.

The man didn't reach out his hand at all, so Zhang Xun could only withdraw his hand in embarrassment... The other party suddenly said, It seems that a messenger came and knocked on the door for a long time, I thought I was dreaming. He finished speaking , and squinted his eyes to look around Zhang Xun, and then his eyes fell on Adam in the distance, So how come the two mechanics have time to come to a garbage dump like ours?

Zhang Xun was stunned, the other party didn't seem to know Adam.

The strong smell of smoke and alcohol wafting from the house made him wonder if this man didn't even know about the seance plan? But judging by his age, he should have been a soldier in the past few years, so you probably don't know?

Adam was very interested and generally looked at the strange and scruffy man with a smile.

Uh, this is not a mechanic, but Adam.

Oh, I don't have Eve here. The man yawned.

Zhang Xun had no choice but to continue to explain, He is the result of the Shenshen project. Eden's North American server is still being domesticated.

The man's eyes widened slightly when he heard the words Sentence Plan, and he looked at Adam again. But it was only this reaction. He shrugged and said, What do you want me to say? For a robot, he looks quite human?

Zhang Xun had never met a person with such a character, so he was speechless for a while, and after holding back for a while, he said, Are you the administrator here?

If not, why would I live here. The other party yawned lazily.

Captain Sistine ordered Adam to work here for a period of time. I hope you can arrange his work content. Zhang Xun straightened his neck, and his tone became more serious and stiff.

Work? What kind of work is there here. Go find your own place to pass the time. I'm going back to sleep. The administrator, who still hadn't introduced himself, slammed the door shut.

Zhang Xun stared, unable to believe that the door was really closed. what's the situation? Is the garbage disposal plant really left unattended now?

His interpersonal skills don't seem to be very good. I don't think he has many friends. Adam analyzed seriously.

... Zhang Xun frowned, and knocked on the door more vigorously. After a while, the man slammed the door open again, and pointed a finger at Zhang Xun's nose viciously, If you keep making noise, I'll pull you in to sleep together!

Zhang Xun hadn't heard of this kind of threat before, and his face turned red all of a sudden, If you are an administrator, you should carry out the orders of your superiors!

Superior? Who is the superior? The other party said, and looked Zhang Xun playfully up and down, You?

Whether it's me or Captain Sistine, it's your superior! Captain Sistine may come to supervise Adam's work at any time, if you can't...

Okay, okay! Your ears are going to be cocooned! The man muttered, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, put it in his mouth, and strode out, passing by Zhang Xun and Adam. After taking two steps, he stopped and looked at the two of them, What are you doing in a daze, come here.

Adam felt as if he had come to some alien planet abandoned by all civilizations, full of rust and dust everywhere. They walked to a hill. The rust and dust on this mountain were obviously much less than other places, and even a lot of shiny metal reflections could be seen. At first glance, there are propellers, ship engines, antique stereos, outdated refrigerators, etc...

What kind of mess did those hunters bring back? What would make them think it's a good idea to bring back a broken refrigerator? Zhang Xun stared in disbelief, and decided to have a good talk with the group leader, Comrade James, afterwards.

This mountain has not been registered yet. The administrator mumbled, smoking a cigarette, and stuffed a large book as thick as Leo Tolstoy's anthology into Zhang Xun's hand, You just have to write one by one. Just record the location of the files here. Ah, if you have time, move them to the division they should belong to, said Zhang Xun, and stuffed a worn-out map that was yellowed and burned out by smoke into Zhang Xun's hand.

The administrator who had completed the task generally asked, Is there any other problem? No problem, I'm going back to sleep.

I have a question. Zhang Xun sighed, raised his head and asked, What's your name?

Diego. The administrator said, and suddenly laughed at himself, but most people call me Dick. (Note, Dick = jerk)

Zhang Xun thought to himself: Dick is indeed a more suitable name.

After the administrator left, Zhang Xun turned around and saw Adam squatting in front of the hill, rummaging through something, making clanking noises. Zhang Xun leaned over and saw Adam picking out a yellow object.

It was a pendant necklace, a classic box necklace rarely seen in the ordinary world. Metal vines intertwined on the oval box, with a ruby ​​embedded in the middle. Adam opened it and found that there was a strand of hair inside...

Zhang Xun's first reaction was to take a few steps back, Throw it away, dirty.

Adam turned to look at him and said with interest, Do you know what this is?