Wasteland Border Inspector

Chapter 162 Joint Mounting, Information-related Skills!
Picking up trash is a skill.

After finalizing the chassis design, Li Matai claimed to have some mechanical knowledge, but his guilty expression betrayed his unease.

I probably only have a superficial understanding, which is enough to know what this thing is called, but I can't tell whether it's good or bad at all.

Cheng Ye is skilled in civil engineering and architecture, but he is completely ignorant when it comes to machinery.

"It's alright, I'll find a few more experienced mechanics from the Machinery Bureau to take a look!"

Li Matai took out his defense mobile phone and made three calls in a row, but after hanging up, he shook his head helplessly.
“We’re a step behind. Yesterday they were all on holiday and had plenty of time, but today they’re all back at work and busy. The Public Works Department has brought in batches of broken machines, and they’re all busy repairing them in the workshop. They won’t be able to get any free until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the earliest.”

"Was it too late?" Cheng Ye asked with some regret.

He had no connections in the mechanical field, not even a single acquaintance he could consult.

But then I thought, relying on heaven and earth is not as good as relying on yourself.

He had always focused his search on combat skills and had never come into contact with knowledge-based skills.

To organize caravans and advance the development of Dabo Town, we will inevitably have to get involved in industry-related matters sooner or later, and it is definitely not possible without mechanical knowledge.

There's a good opportunity right now. I can take this chance to visit the Machinery Department and search for a mechanical-related skill. This will not only solve the current problem of picking and disassembling car parts, but also pave the way for future development.

Moreover, since there wasn't enough energy and permissions before, searching for Lv2 skills now only requires 50% synergy, so the difficulty isn't too high.

With Li Matai's introduction, it was easy to connect with the experienced craftsmen at the Machinery Department.

"Are you going to the Machinery Bureau to check on the situation?"

Li Matai hesitated for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Okay! I'll give you a number. It's an old acquaintance of mine. Call him when you get to the entrance and have him come out to meet you. It's better than you going in and wandering around aimlessly."

“Okay.” Cheng Ye saved the number and glanced at Li Matai’s contact name on the defense communication device: ‘Sang Hezheng’. Another person from the East.

"How come you, a Westerner, only know Easterners?"

“Oh, what’s so strange about that?” Li Matai shook his head, his tone tinged with emotion. “Back in the old days, the whole world was involved in supernatural activities. Many people from the Western Continent didn’t want to get involved in the fighting, so they moved to the Eastern Continent to find a safe place to stay. That’s how my father did it. He was surrounded by people from the East. I grew up in a community where people from the East lived, so naturally most of my friends were from the East as well.”

He paused, then added, "Actually, there's no need to get hung up on race. The checkpoint is now divided into East and West camps, which is ultimately due to the uneven distribution of benefits, so they use race as an excuse. When Station Chief Cheng Wu was in charge, there was never any talk of East or West. Everyone was working for Happiness City, and whoever was capable got the job. There was no need for so many twists and turns."

"Ok, I know."

Cheng Ye nodded slightly; he had already noticed this during his routine checkups.

There is no difference between the East Asians and the West at the bottom of society. Everyone is struggling to survive. Although their skin color is different, they speak the same Chinese language and even help each other repair houses and exchange supplies.

The so-called "factions" are nothing more than divisions created by the upper echelons to compete for resources.

While the two were chatting, Cheng Ye glanced at the time on the defense communication device; it was already 11:30 a.m.

Li Matai also took out his device, quickly scanned a message, and said in a hurried tone, "I have to go. Although I plan to give up the contract, I still have to go through the station's assessment process carefully. I can't be careless."

"Starting at one o'clock, being late will result in points being deducted."

"Alright, you go ahead with your work. You don't need to worry about the caravan. I'll go to the Machinery Bureau to find out what's going on." Cheng Ye waved his hand to reassure him.

"Okay! Call me anytime if you need anything!"

Li Ma left quickly, his back view showing a much lighter pace than before, as if he had let go of some pressure.

Watching the departing figure, Cheng Ye couldn't help but ponder. In fact, he really hoped that Li Matai could take over the contracted area of ​​Dongping Town.

Dongping Town is adjacent to the industrial zone, making it much more convenient than Dabo Town for obtaining raw materials and connecting with production equipment.

If Li Matai could settle down there, he might be able to help him make connections and secure some industrial resources for the development of Dabo Town.

But then he thought about it again, and realized that the competitors in Dongping Town were Song Hai and Gu Xinjing, so he felt that the chances of success were slim.

Both men are veterans of the Dongren Third Generation, having worked their way up in the checkpoints for many years. They have extensive connections and hold considerable resources, leaving Li Matai with absolutely no advantage.

As for Garcia?
With a second-term prosecutor on one side competing against three veteran third-term prosecutors, Cheng Ye really didn't know how this guy could win.

These are other people's business, and it's impossible to force Li Matai to do anything.

Cheng Ye quickly snapped out of his thoughts. Right now, the most important thing was to go to the Machinery Bureau. He not only needed to get to know Sang Hezheng, but also try to search for mechanical skills and pick out salvaged parts for the caravan. He didn't have time to think about too many irrelevant things.

The important thing is to get the caravan up and running as soon as possible and secure a contract quota.

However, he did not go directly to the Machinery Department, but returned to the convenience store first.

After heating up four packets of nutritional syrup to finish his lunch, he turned around and went into the basement of the convenience store to start rummaging through things.

Li Matai's network of connections was built up over many years, and there must have been many exchanges of interests behind it.

Now that he's using Li Matai's connections to ask Sang Hezheng for help, if he goes empty-handed, it will not only seem insincere, but it will also make this connection a one-time thing.

Cheng Ye rummaged through the moisture-proof bags in the basement and picked out six salted fish that were dried until they were shiny and oily.

Then I took out four cans of different flavors from the shelf, including meat and fruit cans.

While it may be common in the area of ​​"firewood," it is definitely a hard currency in Happiness City.

He found an opaque plastic bag left by Uncle Dong, put the things in it, and seeing that the bag was still a bit empty, he simply added four more salted fish to make a total of ten.

The bag was heavy and full of salty, savory aroma.

In the buffer zone, nothing is more practical than these gifts, no matter how flashy or impractical they may seem.

"The two old Lis are truly benefactors on my path to development."

Cheng Ye, carrying the bag, couldn't help but sigh as he walked to the bus stop heading towards the North Checkpoint to wait.

The Machinery Department is located in the northern suburbs, two stops ahead of the training ground, and a few hundred meters away.

It's been a long time since I've waited for a bus here. There are only three or four people standing here, much quieter than when a large number of residents migrated away from Xingfu City.

Some people were drawn by the salty and savory smell of the salted fish in the bag and curiously looked over at Cheng Ye. However, upon seeing his tall and sturdy figure and the indifferent and aloof expression on his face, they quickly looked away, and no one dared to take the initiative to speak to him.

Before long, a blue bus slowly drove up.

Cheng Ye was about to get into the car when he glanced ahead and stopped in his tracks.

"You guys go first, I'll wait for the next one."

moment.

The second bus made a nimble maneuver and came to a smooth stop in front of the bus stop. The doors opened, and Mr. Tian's familiar smiling face popped out: "Inspector Cheng? Are you going to work at the North Station?"

"I'm not working, I'm on vacation now." Cheng Ye picked up his bag and got into the car, unable to help but laugh. "Perfect, I'll charter a car!"

"Got it!"

Master Tian deftly closed the back door, and the bus slowly pulled away from the station, leaving only the two of them in the carriage.

We hadn't seen each other for half a month, but Master Tian was still as amiable as ever, showing no signs of being a formidable person with Lv4 skills.

"The Public Works Department recruited drivers to work on major infrastructure projects in satellite cities. Old Zhang and the others went, but you didn't?" Cheng Ye asked casually from the front seat.

“I would like to go, but there are explicit regulations restricting our buffer zone.” Master Tian’s smile remained, but his tone carried a hint of helplessness. “Only one person per family can work in the satellite city outside. My daughter is eager to go out, so this old man can only stay in the buffer zone and can’t go anywhere.”

"Do you want to go?" A thought suddenly popped into Cheng Ye's mind.

It's a real waste to leave a master of harmony with nature in this buffer zone driving a bus.

The caravan is currently in need of someone who can manage the overall situation and deal with unexpected dangers. Master Tian is not only a skilled driver, but also far more capable than ordinary team members, making him the perfect candidate.

"Hmm, half and half, I guess." Master Tian pursed his lips, smiled at Cheng Ye, and looked at him with a knowing look in his eyes.

Cheng Ye instantly realized that Master Tian was waiting for him to state his terms.

Since this "third-rate killer" was willing to confine himself for the sake of his family, he would naturally not abandon his family to go out and risk his life.

Cheng Ye hesitated for a moment, but instead of giving his conditions immediately, he pointed to the defense communication device at his waist.

What time do you get off work?

"I'm on the early shift today, I'll be off at 2:30, and then I'll be free."

"Remember to wait for my call after get off work. I want to have a chat with you." Cheng Ye's tone was serious, without any pretense.

"Row!"

Faced with Cheng Ye's undisguised recruitment, Master Tian did not show any resistance.

After all, Cheng Ye had saved his and his daughter's lives, and that favor still existed.

Furthermore, since Cheng Ye is now a prosecutor, the "job" he proposes will definitely not be an ordinary task. Even if we don't agree in the end, it wouldn't hurt to hear the conditions.

"By the way, are you familiar with mechanical repair?" Cheng Ye asked again. The caravan's vehicles needed routine maintenance, and if Master Tian knew how to repair them, that would be the icing on the cake.

"Repairing minor problems is no problem," Master Tian nodded with a smile. "Simple motor malfunctions, wiring issues, or just replacing a part can all be handled."

Cheng Ye was even more satisfied and nodded slightly: "Okay, just drop me off at the Machinery Bureau stop later."

The bus drove smoothly on the road in the northern suburbs. The scenery outside the window changed from residential areas to low-rise factories. In terms of development, the northern suburbs, which are a buffer zone, are indeed much better than the southern suburbs.

Cheng Ye leaned back in his seat, quickly calculating in his mind.

Compared to other prosecutors, he lacked connections at higher levels, but he had plenty of hands-on experience on the ground.

This is his advantage.

"We've arrived, Inspector Cheng." The bus slowly came to a stop, and driver Tian reminded him.

"Ah."

Cheng Ye got off the bus carrying the bag and watched it drive away.

The panel automatically opened in view.

Because of the bait I exchanged earlier, I spent 50% of my energy.

But as soon as he got back, he immediately recharged, replenishing 13% every day, and now he has recovered to 55%.

Searching for Lv3 skills isn't enough; Lv2 and Lv1 are more than enough.

Stepping off the platform, Cheng Ye put away the panel and looked up at the Machinery Bureau not far away.

Located in the northern suburbs of the buffer zone, the Machinery Department is completely different in style from the high-rise buildings of the Public Works Department in the south. It has a large courtyard enclosed by a gray wall, with more than a dozen two-story factory buildings scattered inside.

The concrete wall is covered with scratches of varying depths, giving it a rugged, industrial feel that has been built up over the years.

Even before you get close, you can hear a cacophony of sounds coming from the yard: the rumbling of machinery, the hammering, the hissing of welding, and the sharp noise of the pneumatic drill starting up, all mixed together like a bustling construction site.

Occasionally, a plume of black smoke would billow out of the factory's chimney, dispersing into a large cloud of light gray mist before being quickly blown away by the wind.

He walked to the guardhouse by the wall, took out his security phone, and dialed Sang Hezheng's number.

The phone rang only once before it was answered.

"Prosecutor Cheng?" A rough yet enthusiastic male voice came from the other end of the phone, with muffled machine noises in the background.

Cheng Ye said politely, "It's me, Master Sang. I've arrived at the entrance of the Machinery Bureau. I'd appreciate it if you could make the trip."

"Don't say that!" Sang Hezheng's laughter came through the phone, exceptionally hearty. "For Inspector Cheng to come to our Machinery Department is a huge favor! I'll come out of the workshop to meet you right now. Please wait at the door for two minutes, I'll be there soon!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you here at the guardhouse."

Cheng Ye hung up the phone, leaned against the wall, and looked through the open gate into the yard.

Each factory building seems to be an independent operating team.

Hundreds of workers in blue overalls were rushing around. Some were pushing carts full of parts, while others were carrying long steel pipes into the factory. Everyone was moving quickly, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, but no one stopped what they were doing.

Inside the warehouse near the gate, two bright yellow excavators were parked. It seemed there was something wrong inside; the excavators had been completely dismantled, and the buckets were lying on the ground being repaired.

Before two minutes had passed, a slightly overweight middle-aged man with half-gray hair jogged out of the yard. He looked like he had quickly changed his clothes, wearing a neat blue work uniform, and a bright smile on his face. "Inspector Cheng! Sorry to keep you waiting!"

"Master Sang, you're too kind."

Cheng Ye hurriedly went to greet him, showing no airs of a prosecutor whatsoever.

He handed over the bag in his hand and explained with a smile, "It's just a little something. It's salted dried fish that was shipped from Hai Province, and a few cans of canned goods produced in Xinhuo Shelter City. It's not worth much. Take it back for your family to try."

Although he called it a small thing, Cheng Ye clearly pointed out the way.

Sang Hezheng paused, his smile widening, and accepted the gift with a smile without much hesitation.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony! Come on, let's go inside and talk!"

Gifts really do work. Cheng Ye glanced at the panel and saw that Sang Hezheng's cooperation rate had reached 31%.

He didn't need to say anything more; he was just a little short of being able to search for Lv2 skills.

Upon entering the Machinery Bureau, the air was filled with a mixture of smells of machine oil, rust, and welding fumes. Cheng Ye's gaze swept over each factory building.

Some factory doors were open, and workers could be seen inside disassembling parts while lying on huge machines.

Some factory buildings were brightly lit by welding lights, and sparks flew out from the doorway.

"The Department of Machinery wasn't this lively before; it almost got disbanded and broken up."

As Sang Hezheng walked, he introduced the equipment to Cheng Ye, his tone tinged with emotion. "Later, we merged the Public Works Department's maintenance department into the company, which barely kept things afloat. Now we are mainly responsible for maintaining the ordinary mechanical equipment in Happiness City, such as the routine maintenance of official vehicles. But when those high-precision equipment, such as the production machine tools in the industrial zone, break down, we still have to rely on the research institute to repair them. We don't have the technology or the authority."

He paused, then pointed to the factory buildings in front of him. "These eighteen factory buildings are what we call the Eighteen Arhats internally. Each building has a specific function. The twelve buildings I'm in charge of mainly do refurbishment of dismantled parts. We take old parts from scrapped vehicles, inspect and repair them, and then put them back into use. I heard from Inspector Li that you wanted to go to the old car yard at the inspection station to dismantle some usable parts?"

"Yes, we can't afford a new car, so we can only piece together parts from an old car, which saves a lot of money."

Cheng Ye did not pretend his purpose for coming.

"I also wanted to come and learn about mechanical repair. I'm quite interested in this area, and maybe I can even do vehicle maintenance myself in the future."

“Oh?” Sang Hezheng raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise on his face. “Our Machinery Department recruits new people every year, and we get at least 800 to 1,000 apprentices. But at least 70% or 80% of them quit before they’ve even been there for a week. I didn’t expect Inspector Cheng to take the initiative to learn this.”

Cheng Ye was taken aback, somewhat puzzled: "Isn't the job at the Machinery Bureau pretty good? It's stable, and you can learn a skill. Why wouldn't anyone want to come?"

"Stability is good, but it's tough," Sang Hezheng sighed, slowing his pace as he explained to Cheng Ye, "First, we often have to go on missions in the wilderness, encountering mutated creatures or sources of infection, which is quite dangerous. Second, there's no fixed salary; we're paid by piecework. We get paid a little for each part we dismantle or repair, and if we're slow, we can barely make ends meet. Third..."

He suddenly stopped and pointed to the warehouse not far away.

Several young people who looked to be in their early twenties stood inside, following behind their mentor with notebooks, but they looked around blankly, with a clear sense of bewilderment and a feeling of powerlessness in making a superficial effort.

“Learning this craft depends entirely on personal self-discipline.” Sang Hezheng shook his head. “The masters are so busy every day that they don’t have time to teach one-on-one. Apprentices can only stand by and watch, take notes, and slowly figure it out.”

"But many people don't even understand basic circuit knowledge, they can't understand it even if they look at it. Even if a few people have learned a little bit, they are not willing to stay here and be exploited. The caravans and industrial zones outside offer higher wages, and they can easily poach people."

understood!

A talent recruitment base, right?
There is no shortage of people willing to learn a trade here, but it is difficult to retain those who have mastered the trade.

Most of the apprentices who sign up have low levels of education and struggle to even write. They haven't learned basic knowledge, so even if they learn to disassemble and assemble, they can only become skilled technicians. The more they do, the harder it is for them to become technical backbones capable of independently developing and repairing high-precision equipment.

Anyone with self-discipline who has learned this much will not remain at the Machinery Bureau to retire; they will either choose to go out and try to reach their full potential or seek further education opportunities in the industrial area.

"Then why is Master Sang staying here?" Cheng Ye asked curiously.

The question was rather direct, but Sang Hezheng answered without a care, "At my age, I don't have the energy to learn new things, and I don't have the drive to go out and explore anymore. Besides, once you start a family, you have to take care of your family. Although my two sons don't like doing old parts refurbishment here, they are very interested in machinery. With some training, maybe they can become successful?"

Sang Hezheng deliberately acted somewhat exaggeratedly helpless when talking about his two sons.

Cheng Ye seemed lost in thought, but pretended not to hear the unspoken meaning in the words.

As they spoke, the two had arrived in front of a large warehouse with a sign that read "No. 12". Above the warehouse door, a wooden sign read "Refurbished Old Items" in large red paint.

The place was full of wrecked cars; there were more than a dozen of them of all sizes, with three to five people huddled around each one.

"This is the warehouse I'm in charge of. It contains old parts salvaged from scrapped cars, such as motors, electronic controls, wiring harnesses, as well as many other equipment parts, bearings, and sensors. Feel free to take a look. I'll go to the main building and get you a few basic manuals written by experienced mechanics. They're suitable for beginners and also for Inspector Cheng to quickly understand the machinery industry. They're much more effective than me just talking about it."

As he spoke, he turned and called out to the corner of the warehouse, raising his voice slightly, "Sang Tao! Stop dawdling under the car and come help me entertain the guests!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in blue overalls crawled out from under a wrecked truck.

He was in his early twenties, his hair was covered in dust, and there were two black oil stains on his face. He was holding a wrench in his hand, and his eyes were listless and sleepy. He was obviously unwilling to be interrupted from his work.

But when he looked up and saw Cheng Ye, Sang Tao's expression immediately turned serious. How long had it been since his father had brought such a young man?!

Unlike the apprentices, Cheng Ye, standing at the door, was tall and upright, clearly not an ordinary person.

"This is Inspector Cheng. Take him on a tour of the factory."

“Prosecutor Cheng?” Sang Tao was stunned.

"You didn't expect me to be younger than you, did you?" Cheng Ye noticed his surprise and couldn't help but laugh, his tone relaxed. "Master Sang, don't worry, go get the manual. I'll chat with Sang Tao. It's good for young people to communicate."

"Okay! You guys go ahead and look around, I'll be right back."

Sang Hezheng turned and left with relief, not forgetting to give Sang Tao a wink before he left, urging him to do his best.

The Mechanical Engineering Department has a lot of miscellaneous tasks and little reward; it's not a place you can stay for a lifetime.

With the satellite city construction imminent, the purpose of contacting Li Matai and Cheng Ye to dismantle abandoned vehicles is self-evident.

If his son could make a connection with the outside world, this old father would be at ease.

There were only two people left in the warehouse. Cheng Ye took the initiative to extend his hand: "My name is Cheng Ye. You don't have to be so formal. You can call me by my name."

Sang Tao quickly reached out, but suddenly remembered that his hands were covered in engine oil, so he hurriedly wiped them on the hem of his work clothes.

But the engine oil is sticky and can't be rubbed off no matter how hard you try.

He was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do, but Cheng Ye had already taken his hand, not minding the oil on his hands at all.

"There's no need for such formalities." Cheng Ye released his grip and said with a smile, "I heard from Master Sang that you have a brother?"

“There’s also a younger brother, Sang Zhe.” Sang Tao smiled and pointed to the corner of the warehouse.

A younger man was squatting in front of a device that looked like a server rack, intently fiddling with the cables inside.

“He’s even more reclusive than me. He just likes to tinker with these electronic gadgets that no one else understands.” Sang Tao’s tone was a little proud, but also a little helpless. “Unfortunately, the electronic products sent to the Machinery Bureau are basically old, scrapped items. Nobody expects them to be able to be repaired. They’re just given to us to practice on.”

"Most of those vehicles and equipment can be put to work by replacing a part, but new parts are too expensive, so they are brought here for refurbishment, and we can use them for as long as we can."

“Indeed, I’ve heard that many electronic devices use source track technology. This shouldn’t be something the Mechanical Department can repair, right?” Cheng Ye continued, asking.

“It can be repaired, but the technical threshold is very high.” Sang Tao’s smile faded, and his tone was full of helplessness. “When things that use source track technology break, they either have to be thrown away or sent to a research institute for maintenance. Even my dad doesn’t have the authority to know the core details of source track technology, let alone people like us. So we have no idea where to start. And what we can know are outdated technologies that have long been phased out.”

The two walked and talked, and Sang Tao became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, as if he hadn't talked about these things with outsiders for a long time.

He talked about the types of discarded machinery commonly found in Xingfu City, and his vision for the source track technology.

From the routine maintenance of ordinary low-voltage wiring harnesses to the impact of high-voltage wiring harnesses on vehicle performance, they even revealed which parts are more durable on transport vehicles and which are more flexible on pickup trucks, and even the little secret of apprentices secretly taking small parts from the Mechanical Department to sell to caravans.

Cheng Ye could only understand half of the professional knowledge about mechanical repair, and occasionally nodded in agreement.

However, when the conversation turned to the difficulties within the Machinery Bureau and the living conditions of apprentices, he was able to join in the discussion.

Occasionally, he would add a few words of supplementary information, which always resonated with Sang Tao.

However, he didn't mention anything about taking over Dabo Town or building industrial research and development facilities.

These things are too abstract and not suitable to be discussed upon first meeting.

We need to wait until we have some technology and reserves before we can find a way to attract talent.

When Sang Hezheng returned carrying a small bag, he saw the two of them standing by the railing on the second floor of the warehouse from afar.

Sang Tao was gesturing excitedly, his face full of joy. Cheng Ye leaned against the railing, listening attentively, occasionally asking a question or two.

The two huddled together, chatting animatedly, acting nothing like complete strangers.

"How strange, there really are such young prosecutors who like to listen to this kind of stuff?"

Sang Hezheng muttered to himself, but didn't say anything more.

Generally speaking, it is experienced inspectors who have done many field operations who come to the Machinery Department to learn from their experience.

The questions asked were all very specific maintenance issues, such as what to do if a car breaks down in the wilderness.

For example, how to repair something that is damaged when there are no spare parts available.

There has never been an inspector who came to learn like a novice apprentice.

Even if Cheng Ye's interest was just a passing fancy and he ran away after a couple of days because he found it too hard, it's still a good thing that his two sons were able to talk to the prosecutor.

"Prosecutor Cheng, I'm going back to work now. Talk to you later!"

Upon seeing Sang Hezheng return, Sang Tao quickly stopped talking, chuckled twice, and after going downstairs, turned around and crawled back under the wrecked truck.

Seeing the oil stains on Cheng Ye's hands, Sang Hezheng couldn't help but shake his head, "This child..."

“Master Sang’s two sons are both good talents.” Cheng Ye smiled and walked to the sink at the warehouse entrance, turned on the tap to wash his hands. “They are interested in machinery and can concentrate on their research. It’s a pity that the Machinery Bureau is not a place for talented people. They need a space to fully display their abilities.”

Sang Hezheng was taken aback by Cheng Ye's bluntness, then sighed.

The two entered a small office in the corner of the warehouse. He closed the door, took out the handwritten copies he had retrieved from his bag, and placed them one by one on the table:

"These are introductory manuals left behind by the veteran technicians of the Machinery Bureau. Inspector Cheng, take a look and see which area interests you."

Human energy is limited, and learning ability also weakens with age.

Cheng Ye glanced at the books on the table and, based on the titles, they could be divided into five categories.

Repair, refurbishment, assembly, research and development, principles.

Among them, books on maintenance are the most numerous, covering all aspects that can be found in Happiness City.

Next are refurbishment and assembly, with the quantity decreasing in that order.

As for research and development and principles, there are only one or two scattered books. Obviously, as Sang Tao said, this is the work of the research institute, not the task of the Machinery Bureau.

Cheng Ye picked up a refurbishment manual and began to read it. As he was pondering it seriously, his eyes suddenly swept over the upper right corner of the panel.

Wow, I didn't expect that Sang and Zheng's cooperation level would easily exceed 50% even before we started to specifically try to improve it!
He was overjoyed and used his mind to search for the Lv2 skill.

To be honest, this is the first time we've searched for people with specialized knowledge, so it's quite novel.

Search successful!

【Sang Hezheng】

[Lv1 Skill]: Lock-on
[Lv2 Skill]:
Talent: Metal affinity (excellent, able to sense the approximate state of metals through contact)
Talent: Craftsman (Excellent, slightly increases finger dexterity)
Skills: Basic Mechanical Principles☆, Introductory Source Track Technology Principles☆, Intermediate Mechanical Repair☆, Intermediate Mechanical Identification☆, Intermediate Mechanical Assembly☆, Eagle Force, Crusader-style Combat Techniques
[Lv3 Skill]: Lock-on
[Note]: Skills marked with ☆ are special information skills. Collectors must pay attention to this. After obtaining this type of skill, you can choose three ways to equip it:
1. This is only a prerequisite for action. If this method is selected, the collector will not be affected by the information attached to the skill and can enable the attached search function, that is, to use the skill information to analyze the selected item and provide information by consuming a small amount of charge.

2. When a skill is normally attached, the collector will immediately receive all the information about that skill. However, since the collector's current life level and brain capacity cannot fully handle the writing of a large amount of information in a short period of time, there is a certain probability of unexpected situations.

Choosing this method will result in a 47% chance of the collector losing some of their original memories and a 53% chance of experiencing a period of mental dementia.

3. Due to the influence of the route 'joint', a special mounting method is activated for joint mounting.

Using this mounting method retains the mounting search function enabled by 'pre-mounting'.

Furthermore, collectors can proactively learn and understand skill-related information. The skills they jointly attach to are only used to accelerate their understanding, which will greatly improve learning efficiency and alleviate the brain's capacity limitations.

　P.S.: After five consecutive days of explosive growth, I'm a bit tired today. Here's 8k words. Thank you all for your support!
　　
　
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