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Trial mass production of Tonghe District Prologue: I wonder if this can work

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    lNovel] Even though I use old cables as fake flowers, even though I haven¡¯t figured out the situation even though I¡¯ve been on standby for decades, even though well, after all, it¡¯s more reliable than an Ook boss, right?

    So, adhering to the good virtue of artificial intelligence to help humans (?), she raised her hand and pointed at the piece of garbage in Oak's hand.

    ¡°That, Mr. Stork?¡±

    "What are you doing?"

    "Excuse me, what is this?"

    "It's my boat."

    "ah¡­¡­"

    Hoshino Yumei was speechless.  Stoker's face was really serious when he said this, and there was no trace of hypocrisy.  Even with a green orc face, his expression at this moment is still so sincere - so sincere that you can't help but want to believe him.

    But, this is really unreliable!

    Whose spaceship looks like this?

    "Isn't this really a firework?"

    "What are you talking about? This is called Sky Monkey."

    The next thing to do is simple.

    Stoker took out a flat trumpet from behind his buttocks and tinkered with it to prop it up again.  Then, he held up the loudspeaker and shouted loudly at the green boys under the scrap iron pile.

    "Listen to me!"

    "oh oh!"

    ¡°Boss, I want to build a boat and take you to heaven!¡±

    ¡°Oh oh oh!¡±

    "So please pay attention to me! Bring back all the iron boxes with pulleys!"

    ¡°aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!¡±

    The green boys ran away happily.  There were a few with good brains, and the ones who had turned into mechanical boys were traveling together.

    When Mengmei saw this scene, she had already short-circuited her poor logic circuit, which was completely unable to keep up with the smooth thinking of Orks Highway Edition. Until now, she has not reacted: cars and spaceships are half the same.  Is it about money?

    "Sadly, the answer is yes.

    For greenskins, anything is possible.

    This poor little girl doesn't know - the great green warlord, Technomaster, and Stork boss: before it found her, she had already used her incomparable imagination to transform a refrigerator into a freezing gun.

    ¡ª¡ªDamn you retarded!  Think about it all with your knees!  Normal people can't do this!

    However, before Mengmei could comment on this, Stork had already turned to him.

    While patting Mengmei¡¯s shoulder with a big hand bigger than Mengmei¡¯s head, the big man started an old topic with serious words.

    "How did you think about what happened two days ago?"

    "ah?"

    Mengmei looked confused.

    Two days ago?  What happened two days ago?  Mengmei looked through her hard drive records hard, but she didn't know if it was due to bad sectors on the disk: Mengmei checked her brain, but found nothing!

    ¡ª¡ªThe person who replaced her hard drive was an Oak.

    "Aren't you a robot? That bean sprout shell of yours looks unreliable. I'm thinking of building you a new one. What do you think of the ancient giant garbage? Let me tell you, that thing is awesome."

    "No! No need! Menmei doesn't want to become a new model!"

    "Why are you so stubborn? How could I lie to you?"

    "It has nothing to do with that!"

    Out of fear of the term "ancient giant garbage", Hoshino Yumei screamed for the first time in her life.  Breaking through the limited logic loop, at this moment, she completed the evolution from AI to life - that's about it, no one cares about the details anyway.

    "Okay, okay, I understand the rebellious period."

    Stoker shook his head and let his brain circuit take a turn in half a second.  He stopped thinking about the ancient giant garbage and focused his attention on the spaceship again.

    "I have to build an engine."

    Stork thought as he started to take action.  Although he had never built anything like this before, he thought it didn't matter.

    Anyway, as long as it¡¯s big enough, that¡¯s all.  As long as it's big enough, the power will be sufficient, and as long as it's big enough, the feeling of stepping on the accelerator will be strong.

    This is true for cars, and of course it is also true for spacecrafts.

    So Stoker started rummaging through nearby garbage dumps - thanks to the fact that the world had been completely destroyed by nuclear war before Stoker appeared, things like abandoned cars were everywhere.  After simply cleaning up the remaining humans, the entire city filled with scrap iron became Stoke's garbage recycling site.

    He is talkingThe skin of the car was removed and nailed to a frame made of twisted steel bars to make a huge iron bucket.  Then it was like making a rocket: Stoker filled the thing's fuel tank with fuel of unknown composition that he had forgotten where to find.

    Then he created four.

    During this period, the green boys who went out came back one after another with abandoned vehicles - the smart ones repaired the cars and drove them back after bumping them, while the unsmart ones could only smash the cars to pieces and carry them with them.  Make more trips carrying various things.

    Stork took his proud technical team - a group of technician boys with great ideas and began to rectify these metals.  They found a nearby square, bulldozed the unsightly statues and flower beds, and then erected huge, ugly scaffolding there.

    It took a year to do this.

    With constant explosions and casualties, the construction process of spacecraft is full of randomness and unpredictability.  Although the initial design drawing was exaggerated enough, it looked like a thirty-meter-high rocket¡ªor a flying monkey.  But what was actually built shocked even Stoker.

    "Fuck, what is this?"

    The height is about sixty meters, more than double the estimate. It has been patched countless times and looks like a pile of junk. The barrel of the main gun is installed on the side of the hull, regardless of dynamics or mass distribution.  Those weak theories suggested that the large, thick and long pipe with an unknown caliber directly poked a hole in the hull.

    But it looks great, so let¡¯s leave it at that.

    Stork installed eight more propelling fire swords for this Big Mac - welded together with a welding gun, and then wrapped twice with steel cables.  Then all that was left to do was light the fire.

    So, it¡¯s just a day that doesn¡¯t make any sense.  Stoker and his green boys happily climbed into the spacecraft, and then ignited the rocket engine under Mengmei's dull eyes.

    ""

    Mengmei watched helplessly as the huge flying monkey flew into the sky in a cloud of black smoke, spiraling upward.

    Then, just when she thought everything was going well, it was just like the ending that all Sky Monkeys would face in the end.  The huge firecracker exploded into a ball of fireworks in the sky.

    "¡­¡­ah"

    Why do they want to go to the universe?

    have no idea.

    How to come back after going to the universe?

    have no idea.

    Why did the rocket explode?

    have no idea.

    What should we do next?

    Still don¡¯t know.

    Hoshino Yumei hugged her knees and squatted in Stoke's red truck for five minutes, staring at the rocket fragments falling from the sky.  Finally, when the last fragment disappeared, only a black smoke remained in the sky.  She figured it out.

    "I'd better go back to the planetarium"

    I thought so, so I did it.

    She patted her fluttering skirt and jumped out of the car.

    Lock the door and take out the toolbox from under the chair.  Inside was Stoker's favorite tool set - hammers and wrenches in various sizes.

    "The star projector is broken, but it doesn't matter. Just repair that kind of thing."

    While thinking this, Mengmei pulled out the maintenance manual written by Stoker.  Looking at the small book full of green leather style, Mengmei's heart suddenly became enlightened.

    Why didn¡¯t you think of this before?

    Mengmei doesn¡¯t know.  But since meeting Stoker and being taken away by the weird Hulk, she has learned a lot of knowledge that she didn't know before.

    It was like a new life for her.

    "First repair the astrology hall, and then go find the audience But it seems that everyone in this city has been killed by Mr. Stoker Then let's build a few of our own."

    Mengmei carried the tool box and staggered back.  Although it is clearly set against the backdrop of the rising sun and the ruined city, this picture is unexpectedly full of vitality
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