Card maker? No, I'm a mechanic!

Chapter 151 Finding the Brain

"this----"

Upon hearing these words, Professor Lin's brows furrowed deeply.

He was immediately caught in a mental struggle.

Although he was afraid of trouble, he wasn't a heartless person after all.

Moreover, Messway has already made her point so clearly, even at the cost of exposing problems within the Chamber of Commerce—

Seemingly sensing Professor Lin's wavering, a glint flashed in Messey's eyes, and she immediately continued to throw out her chips.

"If you help me this time, then when you lied to me, we'll call it even and be even."

"Moreover, after I clean up the mess and quell this storm, Xinghui Chamber of Commerce can still provide unconditional sponsorship."

"Invest a huge sum of money in your rural college."

"Whether it's equipment or materials, just name your price."

"hiss----"

Upon hearing this, Professor Lin gasped, and the scales in his heart tipped in his throat.

After all, it was a messy affair from back then, and it was also beneficial to the academy.

"Alright then————"

With a sigh, Professor Lin finally chose to compromise, but he still cautiously added conditions.

"But let's make it clear beforehand, she's only accompanying me as my 'assistant.'"

"I'm not responsible for teaching her anything; I'm just responsible for providing her with a safe place to stay during the exchange program."

"Of course, no problem."

A victorious smile appeared on Messey's lips, and she then raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Ye, who listened in the whole time, simply stood quietly to the side like a transparent person.

Even hearing that she was being entrusted away like a commodity.

Her eyes only flickered slightly, without revealing any emotion.

She was raised with absolute obedience, and naturally knew it.

Messway did this to protect her and also to get her out of the center of the storm so that she could operate more freely.

"Professor Lin, I'll be troubling you for the next period of time."

Thinking it over, she bowed slightly, her voice cool and clear.

"No problem, no problem—" Professor Lin said with a wry smile, wiping away his sweat.

Inside the penthouse suite at Xingyao Hotel.

At this moment, Jiang Zhe was sitting cross-legged on the carpet in the living room, and around him...

It was a messy pile of loot from that underground arcade not long ago.

"The skeleton can be made of meteorite iron, and the gel effect can also be used for cushioning. Energy—"

He fiddled with a piece of metal that gleamed with a faint light in his hand, while his mind kept going over the design blueprints of the armor.

"That's right—we might need to add another control system."

How can armored vehicles exist without artificial intelligence?

After all, the whole system involves hundreds or even thousands of details and energy circuits.

Controlling it with mental power is certainly possible, but the delay and the consumption of one's own mental energy are problems.

Touching his chin, Jiang Zhe once again recalled the coffin in the ruins.

"The human brain is still a bit difficult to deal with. Not only is it too extreme, but there's also the risk of it rebelling."

"Perhaps we need to find a replacement, how about Warcraft? Like a level three intelligent stone golem—"

As he pondered, he continued to add details to the drawings.

"Alright, let's eat one bite at a time. We don't have the resources right now, but we can still make the head of the armor first."

"Click—"

However, just as he was immersed in his technical ideas, the suite door was suddenly pushed open.

"Old Lin, you're back?"

Jiang Zhe didn't even turn his head, and while carving the loop on a metal plate, he casually joked.

"How did the battle go tonight? Were you not completely devoured?"

"I've had a bumper harvest here, I've gotten a lot of good stuff."

"Ahem, Xiao Jiang, stop what you're doing for now."

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Professor Lin sounded somewhat embarrassed.

"Our apartment—is going to have one more person living here."

"What?"

Jiang Zhe was taken aback upon hearing this and turned around to look.

The next moment, Professor Lin was seen standing at the door with a somewhat helpless expression.

Behind him was a young man wearing a trench coat, with a touch of heroic spirit in his eyes.

"Oh?"

Jiang Zhe couldn't help but look him up and down, a strange glint flashing in his eyes, and a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Mr. Lin, this is—your long-lost grandson?"

"He's quite handsome, just like you were when you were young."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Professor Lin blushed and quickly interrupted his rambling.

"This is Lin Ye, Messevi's—junior, a girl."

"She'll be my second assistant during this time, and she'll be traveling with us. Don't talk nonsense."

"girl?"

Jiang Zhe raised an eyebrow, his tone somewhat surprised.

"It seems that Elder Lin had a very special meal, he even brought back a hostage."

"Hello, my name is Lin Ye."

Lin Ye ignored Jiang Zhe's casual attitude upon hearing this.

Instead, he gave a cold nod, which was his way of saying hello, and then picked up his simple luggage.

They went straight to an empty guest room in the suite.

However, it happened in the instant he turned around.

Her gaze, however, lingered for a moment on the materials scattered on the floor by Jiang Zhe.

Lin Ye's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

Is this the peerless genius that Professor Lin has been praising all along the way?

However, it seems that things are not quite what she expected.

In the mindset that Messway instilled in Lin Ye, Professor Lin was a technical giant.

His student should at least be a refined and cultured scholar, or someone who wears glasses.

But this guy in front of me looks like—why does he look like a disheveled car mechanic?

"What a strange guy," Lin Ye thought to himself, then closed the door.

The next morning.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was slightly awkward at this moment.

Professor Lin was trying to find topics to liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Ye sat upright, focused on eating, and didn't say a word.

Jiang Zhe, meanwhile, was eating while observing his new roommate, secretly plotting something.

"A level three card master—she's a decent source of labor. If I could get her to help test the armor, that would be perfect."

"Xiao Jiang, the exhibition and sales at the exchange meeting have started to be set up today."

After breakfast, Professor Lin wiped his mouth and his expression became serious.

"The venue for this event is the Starry Sky Dome, a landmark building that floats in mid-air above the capital."

"The various factions have started setting up their booths over there, although they haven't officially started their pre-event promotions yet."

"But quite a few good things have already started circulating privately. If you're interested, you can go and check them out."

"As for me—I still need to visit a few old friends and sound them out."

"clear."

Jiang Zhe nodded in acknowledgment.

This was exactly what he wanted.

It wasn't just about selling that backpack full of local specialties; more importantly, it was about finding a substitute for "brain."

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