Star Hunter.

Chapter 226 Moving

Chapter 226 Moving

Chapter 226 Moving

The chubby shop owner originally planned to wait until the shop closed, but who knew that there would be so many people coming to get their cars repaired today, with long queues outside until evening.

Later, the fat shop owner finally realized that all these people were there to see him. It turned out that he had come to find someone on a whim and ended up being surrounded by onlookers.

Despite having worked in the auto parts market for several years, the fat man couldn't truly understand the feelings of those in the working-class neighborhood. But being surrounded by onlookers was one thing; he'd consider it a show of support for Old Chang's repair shop.

Just as Fatty had predicted, many people came here because of him. In this place, having a relative or friend from the city was something that would make people envious and jealous. In addition, the toy cars that Fatty brought out for the children spread quickly throughout the entire repair street, and people from the neighboring streets also came over.

Old Man Chang is now in a dilemma, not knowing whether to speak or not. He has to answer the same questions several times when taking orders. At the same time, Old Man Chang is also thinking that if he had connections in the city, would Chang Xiaowu's treatment be easier?

The fat man was a stubborn person; he insisted on staying in the shop until closing time at night.

After dinner, Fatty called Xilin and Peter to give their opinions on his flying car models. In addition to the four flying car toys he gave to the four children, Fatty had three more flying cars. These three cars looked similar to the other four, but they were completely different. These three were Fatty's painstaking creations over this period of time.

Old Man Chang was too old, and he had been working overtime these past few days, so he didn't have the energy to participate in the discussion at night. Besides, Old Man Chang knew his own limitations. From his observations over this period, he also understood that both Xilin and Bile were experts, and what they usually did was not their full strength.

Looking at the flying car model in his hand, Xilin opened the car door, looked inside, and carefully examined each part.

"A amphibious flying car?!"

You wouldn't know unless you saw it; once Xilin got her hands on it, she realized that the so-called flying car toy was actually just a miniature version of a flying car. If it were enlarged to the size of a regular flying car, it would be a triple-purpose luxury flying car. The materials, parts, wiring, and assembly are all top-notch; calling it a toy is an insult to it.

"Not bad, this is the amphibious flying car model I designed!" The fat man was very proud of his shooting.

Peter didn't examine it as closely as Sirin, but he did approve of the flying car's design. "The design of this flying car isn't flashy; it looks rather understated."

  

"Indeed, if you only look at the surface, you can't tell the difference between this flying car and other flying cars. Only after seeing its internal structure can you know the car's true value." The fat man nodded with a smile, looking at the flying car as if he were looking at his own child.

When Bill saw the fat man's expression, he got goosebumps and thought: No wonder your son doesn't love you. It turns out you've poured all your fatherly love into the flying car.

Many people prioritize speed when designing and modifying flying cars, but from Fatty's design, Xilin knows that Fatty prioritizes safety first, and then other performance aspects.

A three-dimensional flying car is more challenging for designers, but Fatty has the ability to do better. At least this is one of the two flying cars that Xilin has seen and can give the highest rating to. The flying cars he saw in his hometown of Udoze were far inferior to this one. The only comparable one was Long's, but the two have different styles.

In terms of price, the Longna is definitely more expensive, but in terms of practicality, the two are about the same, and their safety ratings are also quite high.

Peter spun the flying car around, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "How's this car's survivability?" he asked.

As he spoke, Peter enveloped the flying car with both hands, and then twisted!

squeak--

A piercing sound rang out, and the flying car's exterior was almost like a twisted rope. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that there was a small life bladder covering the seat of the mini flying car. The twisted body of the car did not break the life bladder. If it were a true-to-life model, the people inside should be safe.

"Not bad."

Peter placed the twisted flying car on the ground, and soon it began to gradually return to its original shape. Two minutes later, the flying car was almost back to its original form. Super Memory Composite Material!

An inspection of the operating system revealed that its emergency response system was fully functional.

"Well, there's nothing more to say, Fatty. Do you have any other requests?" Butler asked the fat shopkeeper.

The chubby shop owner scratched his buzz cut. "Although I think it's good, I need to break it down and reassemble it to make it clearer. This way, I can understand it better. Even if it's a series of cars of the same type, there will be some differences. Even for amphibious cars, the focus of each series is different."

Xilin and Peter understood.

"So you're saying you actually want us to help you disassemble and then reassemble the flying car?"

"That's right. It was quite a feat to assemble this car, and I even used a few robots, but I still felt that manual labor was better."

Xilin picked up the toy flying car and played with it, feeling its construction. "Aren't you afraid we'll ruin your hard work?"

"Don't worry! You wait here, I'll go get the tools first. They're in the car, I haven't brought them over yet." The fat man chuckled as he ran to get the toolbox.

Butler picked up the flying car that he had twisted into a pretzel and then put back into its original shape. He then picked up the tools displayed next to him and began to disassemble it. These tools were for repairing normal flying cars, but he was able to use these rough tools as if they were professional tools without any sense of incongruity. This showed how skillfully Butler used them.

When Biller put the car body down, he looked up at Xilin and then became uneasy.

There were already parts lying around Xilin's hands. At this moment, Xilin had begun to disassemble several core internal parts, but the problem was that Xilin hadn't used any tools at all!

Peter watched as Sirin's hand swept across the surface, and the parts fell down perfectly, as if by some strange, spontaneous sound.

The fat man stood by, glaring at the scene, his thick layer of fat twitching repeatedly. He had already found it hard to believe that Peter had used those tools meant for repairing big machines to disassemble the flying car, but who knew there was someone even more formidable here!

Peter stopped taking it apart and, like the fat man, stared intently at Xilin as he disassembled it.

Mo Heng once described Xilin's actions in assembling and disassembling machinery as art, which is no exaggeration. Laymen would find it miraculous, and those in the know would find it even more incredible. Is this human hand? Is this something a human can do?

The gray cat, who was lounging lazily on the shelf watching the three people below, yawned. "Tch, making a fuss over nothing!"

After Xilin finished dismantling, Peter checked the time and realized, damn it, only ten minutes!

If Bill himself were to completely disassemble this little flying car, it would take at least half an hour, right? That would be an exceptional performance. How come this kid seems to have finished it so easily?

After Xilin finished disassembling, the first thing Bill and Fatty did wasn't to look at the disassembled and sorted parts, but rather to each grab one of Xilin's hands. They examined it carefully, then squeezed it, as if they were about to take another bite.

Xilin withdrew his hand and punched one of them.

Peter scratched his head. "It's not much different from my hand. How did you do that?"

"That's how it was done." Xilin didn't explain, but pointed to the disassembled parts and began to talk, "If it were divided into several series, the rotor blades would definitely be different. The rotor blades and thrusters needed for aerial flight would take up a larger proportion, and the water pressure resistant materials would be too heavy. The aquatic series would definitely lag behind the aerial series in flight..."

Xilin drew their attention to the flying cars and began discussing the different configurations of various series. The fat man stopped worrying about Xilin's trick and started taking notes.

By the time the three finished talking, it was already dawn, and there were already people queuing outside waiting to open the door and place their orders.

The fat man rubbed his numb legs and carefully placed the reassembled flying car into his own flying car. The three cars he assembled now were different from the previous ones. Each car had a different focus and belonged to three different series of the same type. There were also a few series that had not been assembled due to insufficient materials, but the design drawings had already been completed.

The fat man rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a card. It was a universal storage card of the Lansa Empire, which only about one percent of the people on this planet possessed. The rest of the people used the planet's internal storage cards.

The fat man handed the card to Xilin, a little embarrassed: "Well, I don't have any extra money on hand, this is all I have. You and Peter can split it as payment for helping me. Don't refuse, or I'll feel bad. Actually, you deserve more. I'll make it up to you later if I have the chance."

Xilin took the memory card, swiped his finger across it, and a string of numbers appeared on the card—seven digits, nearly one million Lansa coins.

Xilin knew that the fat man was not short of money, after all, the fat man was a member of a high-ranking noble family and his status was not low. Pierre knew the fat man's status even more, so when the fat man took out the card, Xilin did not refuse, because he needed money now.

Old Man Chang had already gotten up and prepared breakfast. Xilin and Bi said they didn't need to rest and could start working right away. Old Man Chang sighed and prepared to open the shop, but Fatty stopped him.

"There's something else," the fat man said, glancing at Old Man Chang and then turning to Xilin. "Xilin, what do you think of my shop?"

"good."

"Are you interested in taking over?"

Old Man Chang didn't say anything, but if Xilin took over Fatty's shop, Old Man Chang would definitely regret it, since then he would be the only one left working in the shop.

Xilin waved his hand, "No time."

"Hey, don't be so quick to refuse. I think I'll be leaving soon, and it'll be a long time away. That would be a waste of the shop. I'd like to give it to you, but it would be even better if you could save me a room inside. I think I'll have to come back to stay here occasionally."

Seeing that Xilin remained silent, the fat man continued, "It's free, all the paperwork will be taken care of and handed over to you. That way, your identification will show that you're a city resident, which is a huge advantage. Besides, I won't interfere with who you hand over the shop to or who you sell it to. How about it?"

As the fat man spoke, he glanced at Old Man Chang standing to the side, his meaning clear: "If you don't want to run the shop yourself, just give it to this family. Why not take this huge benefit?"

"Is the restaurant big?" Peter seemed very interested. "If it's big, I can go there often to eat for free."

"It's five times bigger than this, over at the parts market," the fat shopkeeper said.

Although the shop wasn't very big in the parts market area, it was much larger than Old Man Chang's small town.

"Okay, do I need to complete any procedures?" Xilin asked.

The fat man seemed very happy that Xilin was able to take over his shop, and quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need, I'll bring some documents over tomorrow, you can pack your things."

"We'll talk about it after the documents are processed. Right now, we still need to continue doing business here."

The fat man didn't stay for breakfast and left in a hurry. The people waiting in line outside started talking about him when they saw him come out.

"Look, that's the fat guy, he's from the city!"

"That fat guy even stayed overnight; looks like they have a pretty good relationship."

"Yes, Lao Chang and his men are really capable."

Old Chang had no time to think about what people were saying; his mind was in a mess right now.

After another busy day, at dinner, Xilin discussed his thoughts with Old Man Chang. Xilin himself wouldn't be staying on this planet permanently, so leaving the shop to Old Man Chang would give him a place to stay, and also allow Old Man Chang and his family to change their identification documents to city residency status. This change would allow them to receive better treatment at the hospital. Hospital treatment is also dependent on the individual.

"This, Xilin..." Old Man Chang felt unworthy of the honor.

"You saved my life and Huru's life. Without you, I might have just been left to fend for myself in space. And Xiao Wu needs to start treatment as soon as possible; this is when the success rate is highest."

Peter didn't want the money in the card. He said he hadn't been helpful; it was all Xilin who had done the work. There was something Peter didn't say, but Xilin understood: for a prince of royalty, how could he be short of money? A million might not even be worth as much as a flying car for them.

The day after Xilin reached an agreement with Old Man Chang, he didn't open the shop, instead focusing on planning Chang Xiaowu's treatment. However, instead of the portly shopkeeper, a young man in his twenties arrived.

This young man looked like someone from an extraordinary background. His clothes and demeanor were far superior to those of ordinary people in the city. He reminded Xilin of Qigeyou, except that this man was much more reserved than Qigeyou, unlike Qigeyou who showed his arrogance and domineering nature on his outward appearance.

The car the man was driving was quite conspicuous in the area, clearly worth a lot of money. As soon as he stood in front of the shop, the people who had gathered there scattered far away.

"Which of you is Xilin?" the young man asked.

His tone suggested he was someone in a high position who often gave orders, but when his gaze fell on Peter, he paused, his expression different from how he looked at others.

"That's me." Xilin stepped forward.

The young man didn't say much. He took out a file folder and tossed it to Xilin. "This is the transfer document for the shop. All the procedures have been completed, and here are your new city identity documents."

Xilin opened the bag, and indeed, everything was already taken care of. Normally, getting an identity document done in a day is definitely not enough, let alone an identity document transferred from outside the city to inside; it would take at least half a year to complete. Having power makes things easier.

After tossing the items to Xilin, the man didn't intend to linger. Before leaving, Xilin asked, "Where's the shop owner?"

The young man walked towards the flying car without turning his head. "Going home."

So, this young man is a relative of the fat shop owner. Come to think of it, if the fat shop owner were a little thinner, he would indeed have many similarities with this young man.

It was a rare day when the shop was closed, so Xilin and Peter took a trip into town. They saw that the shop was intact, but all the rooms inside were empty, and there wasn't a single thing in the bedroom.

"He really left." Peter knew in his heart that the fat man had been forcibly taken back by his son. "So, how about moving in tomorrow?"

"Hurry up."

Instead of going back immediately, Xilin bought some furniture. The layout here was similar to Old Man Chang's place, with shops downstairs and living quarters upstairs, only the space was much larger.

The furniture has been bought and the bedroom is all set up. The kitchen tools haven't been moved out, so there's no need to buy new ones. Judging from the fat shop owner's appearance, these kitchen utensils haven't been used much. They're clearly two years old, but they still look brand new.

The Chang family moved here, and regardless of the financial benefits, at least they're much safer. Xilin doesn't believe those old foxes in the planetary government don't know what's going on here. However, the fat man from the Szel family is just one link in the chain; the bigger picture is yet to come. With a member of the royal family, one of the three kings, holding sway here, who would dare touch this place?

When Xilin and Peter returned, Old Man Chang seemed very excited, not because of the shop, but because of Chang Xiaosan and Chang Xiaosi.

Chang Xiaosan and Chang Xiaosi received an acceptance letter from a well-known school on another planet. After passing the adaptation period assessment, they were officially admitted. No wonder Old Man Chang was so excited. Being officially admitted means that Chang Xiaosan and Chang Xiaosi's development is no longer limited to this small planet. They have greater room for development and can see a wider world.

It can be described as a double celebration.

The hospital for Chang Xiaowu's treatment has been contacted, but Old Man Chang feels something is off about it. It's not that the hospital is bad, it's just that it's too good, which makes Old Man Chang very suspicious. But right now, the most important thing is to treat Chang Xiaowu.

We'll talk about Xiao Wu's illness later.

Peter has taken care of everything at the hospital. The relevant people will also put in extra effort. Old Chang will stay at the hospital for now, waiting for Xiao Wu to fully recover before returning to the shop. Xilin and Peter are taking care of the shop.

Sitting in the shop, Peter checked the time; it had been almost a month.

Wow, that's fast!