The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 238: Repairing Steel with Bare Hands? Boss, have you considered repairing fighter planes? (8 Rewards Plus )

The boss was surprisingly gentle.

At least the next day, when the boss stepped into the house, the Geiger counter that Shen Le urgently ordered - thanks to JD.com - was quiet and silent.

Seeing Shen Le's obviously relieved expression, Alloy Boss couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I'll bring nuclear waste here? Don't worry, that won't happen. That stuff won't pass security inspection!"

Shen Le's shoulders instantly slumped, and he let out a long breath. Thank you, boss, for considering security checks. Well, I should say, thank you, boss, for taking public transportation...

"I didn't even bring the battery into your house! I left it nearby! Didn't you humans say that the battery would explode or something?"

"Uh, boss, mobile phone batteries don't explode that easily..."

Shen Le was both heartwarming and funny. Unexpectedly, the boss glared at him and said confidently:

"Mobile phone batteries? How many bites of food can that thing provide? I eat car batteries! Moped batteries are snacks, and electric car batteries are staple food!"

All of a sudden, Shen Le’s mind was filled with videos of electric vehicles catching fire, exploding, catching fire, electric bike batteries catching fire, electric bike batteries exploding in elevators...all kinds of videos.

Let's put it in another way. These batteries exploded and burned in my own home. The old house with wooden walls and pillars was burned one by one, and the fire spread to the whole street...

Shen Le thanked the boss sincerely again. Then, he saw the boss take out a handful of used mobile phone batteries from his pocket and put them into his mouth, making a crackling sound...

what?
Aren't the batteries placed nearby?
"Hey, these are snacks! Snacks! Why don't you carry some fries with you?"

Well, mobile phone batteries are French fries, potato chips, and maybe even melon seeds.

Shen Le looked at the boss's cheeks bulging, looked around, and finally took out a plastic bag and spit a plastic ball into it, sweating:

It really is melon seeds. Look, I have to spit out the melon seed shells, right?
“What about nuclear waste?”

Shen Le couldn't help but half complained, half asked. The boss shrugged nonchalantly:

"That stuff, they sent me recently, is mostly liquid. Not to mention, it tastes pretty good, perfect as a drink."

As long as you are happy, sir. -- And, how did you manage to drink so much nuclear waste water without any nuclear radiation in your body?
He trembled with fear and respectfully invited the boss to come in. He then respectfully presented the single sword that needed to be repaired and the sickle blade for practicing to the boss.

There is a bottle of magnet powder on the left, a bottle of iron powder on the right, and three pieces of high carbon, medium carbon, and low carbon steel with different carbon contents lined up for you to use:
"Please see if you can do it first - the gold is on the way and should arrive today."

"Hey, what's the point of talking about reward! Am I here just for that little bit of gold?" The Alloy Boss waved his hand nonchalantly.

He glanced at the sickle blade and reached out to grab it, but withdrew his hand when Shen Le looked so nervous that he was about to pounce on him.

He changed from grasping to stroking, and his short, thick, carrot-like fingers slowly brushed across the surface of the sickle, and he murmured for a moment:
"Hmm... I need to think about which kind of iron will be useful..."

He picked up the magnet powder, put it into his mouth along with the bottle, chewed it and swallowed it. Then he picked up the iron powder and chewed it along with the bottle.
After a pause, he threw three pieces of steel into his mouth one by one and chewed them like steak:

"Alas, after being so used to eating batteries, eating steel is a bit boring. I'll ask them for some alloy steel someday, something with rare earths, manganese, tungsten, chromium, and vanadium, to change the taste..."

What can Shen Le say?
Shen Le stood by respectfully, not daring to say a word. Seeing that the boss had tasted enough of the steel, his fingertips once again hovered over the surface of the sickle and stroked it slowly.

As his fingers moved, specks of white light seeped out from his fingertips and fell into the iron sheet.

After being soaked in the sea for a long time, the surface is almost completely covered with iron flakes of ferroferric oxide and ferric oxide, which "grow" little by little:
It became longer, wider, thicker, and denser. The most terrifying thing was that the red rust faded and turned into silver spots, which seeped into the iron sheet...

Can you reduce rust into iron and then into steel?
What temperature did you reach just now? I didn't even see you light the fire!

Shen Le roared wildly in his heart. However, the development of things did not depend on his will:

The big man stroked the sickle from beginning to end with his fingers, then turned it over and stroked it again from beginning to end.

Finally, a streamlined, slightly curved sickle with a clear and sharp blade lay quietly between Shen Le and the Alloy Boss.

"How is it? Does it meet your requirements?"

Shen Le was dumbfounded. The big camphor tree still needed him to provide energy, and the small oil lamp also needed to spit out a little thunder power as a trigger, so that the wooden handle could grow on its own;
Boss, you don't need anything!
Just stuff the iron element in there!
Moreover, you didn't spit out the iron powder from your mouth, you oozed it from your fingertips... What is the structure of your body? There are holes all over your body, can you guide matter?
Or did I guess wrong before? You are not the descendant of an iron-eating beast or a pixiu, but you are actually a metal object that turned into a monster?

He smiled at the other person and used his spiritual eyes to observe:
The aura of the sickle, though faint, still existed, and the aura of the original part was flowing smoothly to the newly added part;

The most important thing is that its aura has not been infected by the evil aura of the alloy boss, and it remains the same! This is great!
This is what I want!

Shen Le suppressed his excitement, picked up the sickle, and ran it through the X-ray fluorescence spectrometer and then the metallographic microscope.

Very good, the newly added part is almost exactly the same as the original steel of the sickle, and the patched part is tightly combined, a kind of tightness that cannot be achieved even by forging.

The metallographic microscope showed that the main metallographic structure of the patched part was ferrite, with some banded inclusions and hypoeutectoid steel structure, and was identified as cast iron solid decarburized steel...

The boss even figured out the forging process!
"You're amazing! This is exactly what I wanted!"

Shen Le sincerely paid tribute to him and showed the two metallographic photos to the boss. The boss smiled nonchalantly:
"What's that? You'll know after you've eaten enough. The guys from the Special Affairs Bureau bring me a bunch of atlases every day and ask me to make the alloys they want based on the metallographic diagrams!"

Alas, it is hard for monsters to make money now. Shen Le sighed silently. He glanced at the wall and saw a thin shadow swaying back and forth, almost like a fan...

Huh?
Boss, you are still very proud!

"That's amazing! It's incredible! For humans to achieve such metallography, process flow, ingredients, oxygen, temperature, it would take even a little bit of effort, but you can do it just by eating! It's unimaginable!"

The shadow on the wall swayed even more merrily, almost forming a circle...

The boss was obviously very happy after being slapped. He took a step to the side, his fingertips gently hovering over the blade of the single-edged sword. In an instant, the whole room was filled with a loud voice:
"Be careful!"

"Be careful!"

"Don't break it!"

"This is my eldest brother! He is just short of this. He must recover well!"

The Alloy Boss paused and looked around coldly. The red wedding dress, the phoenix crown, the short knife in the skirt, the slingshot behind the back, and he shut up instantly. Shen Le quickly stepped forward:
"What are you arguing about? I invited an expert here specially! You saw the sickle just now, and the repair effect is so good!
——Shut up, if you keep arguing, the experts won’t help you fix it, and you can all go cry!”

After a roar, Hong Jiayi remained quiet and didn't dare to say a word. The boss smiled with satisfaction, gave Shen Le a look that said "you know what's going on", and continued to caress:
The silver light silently penetrated into the single sword, strengthening its blade, back, and edge. As the big man stroked it, he tilted his head slightly, as if he was listening to the memory of the single sword, and seemed to be communicating with it;

Gradually, the red rust on the sword faded away, and silver light flashed.

The blade was sharp, the back was thick, the forged patterns, the blood grooves on the blade, and the words engraved near the handle were all revealed one by one in front of Shen Le's stunned eyes:

"Well, that's it. Is there anything else you want to fix?"

Shen Le didn't even need to look. The single sword hummed eagerly, greeting the previously repaired handle, scabbard, and its companions:

I am here!

I'm here!
I'm alive!
"You are simply amazing!" Shen Le exclaimed again:

"By the way, would you really like to consider working at the museum and helping to repair those unearthed iron artifacts? The teachers at the museum would be very grateful to you!"

"Not considering it. It's boring." Alloy Boss replied lazily:
"They are all ancient ironware. I am tired of them. They are not tasty at all. Besides, those museums and research institutes can't afford to pay!"

There is nothing we can do about this, after all, people who do archaeological restoration are poor. Moreover, if we ask the big guys to use their super powers to repair iron artifacts, how can we write the paper after we finish the work?

In fact, this level of skill is most suitable for repairing fighter jets... With just a stroke of the hand, the damaged parts of the fighter jet are restored to their original state.

It would be even better if we could follow the sky, and the fighter jets could land safely no matter how the test pilots built them! Boss, would you consider this?
Shen Le shrugged and stopped trying to persuade her. He quickly assembled the handle and blade together, inserted it into the scabbard, and hung it in front of Hong Jiayi.

This time, without his guidance or power output, the red wedding dress shook violently. The short knife came out of its sheath, and with a swish, it cut the several silk threads used for hanging;

The wedding dress fluttered, and she stood in the middle, with the red veil quietly flying up. The phoenix crown fell, and floated upright above the collar, with the red veil covering the collar, the phoenix crown, and the collar together...

The short sword, the single sword, and the slingshot were all put in their proper places. After a moment of silence, the single sword was unsheathed and attached to the sleeve of Hong Jiayi's right hand. Jiayi held the sword and danced gracefully, the sword light was like snow...

Shen Le was stunned, and he slowly retreated step by step. Hey, you just fixed it!
Don't be so excited!

Even if you don't care about me as a restorer, there is a customer here, a big shot who can forge steel with his bare hands!
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