The Mechanic

Necklace, but why is there hair in it... Zhang Xun showed a disgusted expression.

In the Middle Ages, the story of a knight falling in love with an aristocratic lady was popular. Because the knight often went out to fight and duel with others, his life was in danger at any time. So the ladies who missed him cut off their lover's hair and put it in their own necklaces. Then cut off your own hair and put it in another necklace to give to your lover. This way they will never have to separate. Adam said, raising the necklace in his hand, It seems that this is a token of love from someone in the ordinary world.

Why was the token of love lost? It must be because her lover saw her standing by the bed with scissors in the middle of the night, it was too scary... Zhang Xun complained, then stopped paying attention, and opened the thick record book , frowning and shaking his head while watching, obviously dissatisfied with the chaotic recording situation inside.

He didn't see Adam quietly put the necklace in his trouser pocket.

We need to classify the items according to their type, size, material, and degree of damage, and we will also note their possible future uses... Zhang Xun was watching, and Adam walked to him and said, I have scanned and can start recording gone.

Zhang Xun raised his eyebrows, Completed the scan?

Can I fill it out? I want to practice my fingers. Adam's eyes fell on the thick notebook.

Adam's current writing speed is very close to the average writing speed. He took the notebook and pen, found a reversed boat bottom as a table, and started writing there. He didn't even have to look up to see what was on the mountain, the letters just kept popping out of his pen. He didn't even stop to think about it.

An hour later, Adam finished recording all the things on the hill, and put down his pen, but his fingers were a little stiff. He frowned, moved his fingers, and complained, My wrist muscles feel weird. A human body is much harder to use than a robotic arm.

It was obvious that his wrist was cramped because he had been writing for too long... However, Zhang Xun looked at the handwriting on the notebook, which was slightly crooked, but even more neat than 80% of the handwriting of the guards, and those detailed notes that even he could not reach , Zhang Xun became a little envious.

The brain of artificial intelligence is indeed much stronger than that of human beings...

I found that there are a lot of materials that can be used in the Lab, just a little processing. Adam added.

Zhang Xun raised his head, looked at the mountains of leftover materials to be sorted in front of him, and sighed, It's a pity that Sistine doesn't allow me to bring things from the Lab, I have made a basic sorting robot, which is most suitable for this kind of work.

He is not allowed to bring it from the Lab. If we use the materials here to make one, is it a violation? Adam said, reaching out and quickly pointed to a dozen things in his classification list, Use these to make components, these It can be used to make parts. I believe the administrator should also have some welding tools. There is only one problem...my opponent's control is not precise enough.

You mean, use these scraps to make a sorting robot? Zhang Xun said, his eyes suddenly lit up, and countless design drawings had naturally appeared in his mind. He seems to have returned to the old days, wandering alone in these scrap piles like a ghost, sometimes excited about the precious parts he found. But at that time, no one could share his excitement and joy.

But it's different now. The thought of working with Adam to create a robot made his blood boil. That feeling is about the same as when James and the others aimed a gun at a roaring bear, and drove the mecha into the monstrous battle. Even borrowing tools from Diego became less of a headache.

Diego lent him all the tools and trailers that the strange mechanic wanted, although he himself didn't know if those tools could still be used, and he never saw the two of them again. He was immersed in the beer bottle as always, and it was not until two days later that he was nibbling dry bread for breakfast that he realized that he seemed to have heard the voice of the mechanic and the artificial intelligence for a long time. So he put on his coat and pulled on his slippers and Shi Shiran walked towards the place where they left them two days ago.

Then he was blindsided.

The garbage mountain waiting for classification and registration is gone, and several surrounding garbage mountains are gone. I saw a telescopic robotic arm spliced ​​together with old car shells, truck wheels, and unknown messy metals, pulling a moldy table out of the garbage dump and putting it in another pile of furniture pile.

The Mechanic and Adam were busy around another oddly shaped, smaller machine.

Diego came up behind them, but they didn't notice. He had to cough loudly.

Adam looked back at him, revealing a face smudged but unknowingly smeared with dust and grease, with a big, friendly smile on it.

Good morning, Mr. Diego.

Zhang Xun just nodded to him, and then focused on screwing a screw with a screwdriver. That seems to be a... a robot made out of a freezer, a robot vacuum, and a shovel? Even a little cute?

You guys made all of this? Diego pointed behind him.