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- The autumn wind in September is bleak, the grass and trees are falling, and the maple leaves are all over the ground, adding a bit of poetry to the college.
Mo Yan held a broom that was more than two meters tall in his hand, waving his elbows mechanically, and looking into the distance with a slightly absent-minded look.
He hates autumn. He only knows that this weather will bring several times more trouble to his work.
"Well, the flame-patterned stone I got back yesterday, from the description on the paper, it seems that there was a problem with the control. The firepower was in and out, causing the owner to burn several boxes of veal. If the estimate is correct, it should be If a certain line is displaced or damaged, you can use bluegrass juice to clean the corresponding part, or use red ink."
Each piece of patterned stone sent for repair is accompanied by a simple description of the fault phenomenon to facilitate others to repair it. With two years of rich repair experience, Mo Yan can find the problem nine times out of ten by just reading the note. and determine how to fix it.
"Hey - why are you like this?"
A clear cry of pain woke Mo Yan out of his thoughts. He paused the movement of his hands, raised his head, and a face more beautiful than flowers came into view.
She was wearing a fashionable white knitted skirt, a short-sleeved black windbreaker, and a string of green accessories hanging around her neck, which made her face even more charming. Her beautiful legs wrapped in black cotton pantyhose were extremely attractive.
She stamped her feet from time to time with her black stiletto shoes, raised her red lips, frowned slightly, and kept breathing in. It was obvious that this delicate beauty was hit hard.
"I'm sorry." Mo Yan quickly woke up from his daze and whispered. Although the other party was beautiful, it had nothing to do with him. In his mind, beauty was usually synonymous with trouble.
Ai Jiao looked angrily at the strange man in front of her, facing his seemingly unavoidable gaze. The hatred in her heart, do you think it will be okay if you just apologize? After all, she is also a beautiful woman, isn't she? When was she raped? The person ignored him like this, but a moving smile appeared on his face, "It's okay, we are all classmates. What is your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Emma College does this well. All the faculty and staff wear similar styles. Many students who make mistakes in the college are often punished by doing various voluntary labors. The beauty has obviously misunderstood.
"Say nothing."
Seeing that the other party seemed to have lost his temper, Mo Yan blinked suddenly, then showed a simple and honest smile, and casually made up a name, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first." After a while, he walked away without waiting for the other party to speak. The feet ran away.
"Tell me your real name, do you think he is stupid?"
"Hey, Yanmo" Ai Jiao looked at the man's retreating figure without stopping him, but the smile on her face was as bright as a flower.
"Miss Ai, will it be difficult to find someone in the academy?"
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Before you knew it, it was time for dinner. Despite the disdainful look from the cafeteria aunt, Mo Yan received two pieces of dark bread from the oven.
The taste is not good, and it is so hard that it makes your mouth smack, but would you have higher requirements for a free piece of food?
While chewing the bread, he planned to repair the ten grain stones he brought back yesterday while he was free.
He took out ten pieces of patterned stone from the box. The first one was the flame patterned stone. He had already prepared a plan in his mind. He directly dipped a small brush in bluegrass juice and gently wiped the surface of the patterned stone, and then quickly wiped it. Set it aside.
Picking up the block stone again, after reading the content on the note, it was necrotic and there was no reaction.
"It is undoubtedly much more difficult to repair this lighting pattern stone. There are many possibilities that may cause it to not work properly, and he can only try to eliminate them one by one.
The surface of the grained stone looks very shiny, it must have been just made, and there is a faint smell of graphite on it.
"Novice." After carefully observing all the patterns on it, Mo Yan made an assessment in his mind. Even if it is the same pattern stone, the differences between the patterns made by masters and novices are quite big.
He dare not say anything else, but he is still very confident in his eyesight in the first-order stone field.
Once you understand this, it will be much easier to find the cause of the fault. Due to poor mental strength, beginners are often unable to deal with the last part of the pattern, or they force themselves to do it. In this way, some defects will easily appear. Products with defects like these may appear to have no problems on the surface and can be used reluctantly, but over time, various problems will occur one after another, which is commonly known as novice disease.
Sure enough, it didn¡¯t take long for Mo Yan to find the crux of the problem. The last line on the entire piece of patterned stone was tenths of a millimeter shorter than normal.??.
??The so-called difference of a slightest difference can lead to a loss of a thousand miles. This is what we are talking about. There is no room for sloppiness and carelessness in the production of patterned stones.
This piece of patterned stone can only be treated as waste, but it is a pity for those materials. He clearly recognized that the blue light powder in it can be classified as rare materials.
Mo Yan repaired it very quickly. It only took him more than an hour to finish all ten pieces of patterned stone.
If you want to know the quality of a piece of patterned stone, the simplest and most direct way is to use it.
Using tattoos requires tattoos. After hundreds of thousands of years of development, the types and shapes of tattoos have exceeded tens of thousands. If you have money, you can even customize any shape you want.
The tattoo in Mo Yan's hand is standard. It looks like a rectangular box with two indicator lights on the top and three buckles below, which can be bound to the arm. If there is a stone groove on the left side of the tattoo, this is Used to hold patterned stones.
The higher the level of the tattoo, the more stones it contains.
To put it bluntly, it is just a guidance device.
Mo Yan¡¯s tattoo tool only has one stone slot. He is not a war tattoo master, so one is enough.
He put the seven repaired pattern stones into the tattoo tool one by one, and the green light came on seven times, which meant that all seven pattern stones could be used normally.
As for the remaining three pieces, he had already sentenced him to death, so there was no need to try.
Looking at the time, it was still early, Mo Yan suddenly remembered that Brother Fang gave him a strange stone yesterday, with patterns on it that he had never seen before.
Even if he doesn¡¯t understand it, he has to write it down first. This has almost become a habit for him.
It is precisely because of this spirit that his repair level has improved tremendously in the past two years.
The stone was covered with lime and moss. I don¡¯t know where it was dug out. It took a lot of effort to clean it.
It can be seen that this stone is not a whole, or in other words, it is a part of a certain stone. Except for the side with the runes engraved on it is very smooth, the stone surface in other directions is uneven.
"Ouch¡ª¡ª" Mo Yan bared his teeth. He didn't expect that the bevel on the stone was so sharp. He accidentally cut his finger. The bright red blood slid along a blood line towards the center of the stone and even disappeared.
Being immersed in the world of imagination, he did not notice this strange scene.
He put the injured finger into his mouth and sucked it, but his eyes did not leave the texture of the stone. At first glance, these runes were somewhat similar to the textures he usually came into contact with, but after careful comparison, he found that the two were completely different. A match.
Having no clue at all, he had no choice but to put the stone in his pocket.
Mo Yan glanced out the window unintentionally, screamed inwardly, hurriedly packed up the pattern stones and ran out of the school.
Emma College closed its gate at ten o'clock in the evening. If he came back late, he didn't think the gatekeeper would open up and let him in.
Jogging all the way to the door of the Wenshi shop, Mo Yan looked a little embarrassed. When he opened the door, he heard a slightly happy voice coming from inside, "Xiao Mo, you are finally here. I was almost overwhelmed by the few dollars yesterday." How is the repair of the stone pattern?" Brother Fang made a helpless gesture towards Mo Yan who had just entered the door, and immediately hurriedly rummaged through the latter's bag as if he had met a savior.
Not far behind Brother Fang, a middle-aged woman with a slightly plump figure and full of aristocracy also stopped what she was doing and cast an eager glance.
"Yes, this is it. How is the repair going?"
Mo Yan looked at the pattern stone in Brother Fang's hand with slight shock. It was an ordinary piece of pattern stone that could only record one or two simple images. Its actual value was not high unless it was the content of the image. It has a special meaning to that person.
The middle-aged lady also came over at this time and spoke to clarify Mo Yan's confusion, "This is the only thing left by my grandfather. I have tried many people to repair it, but I don't know."
"Oh." There was nothing more to say. Seeing Mo Yan's unhurried look, Brother Fang wanted to step forward and kick him twice. He didn't know how to seize such a good opportunity, so he could only remind him in a low voice: "This This is Mrs. Jinli, from the Jin family in the east of the city."
The Jin family in Dongcheng is a famous family with a radius of 100 miles, with influence spread over more than ten surrounding towns. It basically monopolizes the ore trading in this area. To describe it in one word, it is rich and powerful.
Mrs. Jin Li was a little impatient. She took the shadow pattern stone from Brother Fang's hand. She turned her left arm over and saw that it was a tattoo tool. She put the pattern stone into the stone trough and pressed the activation button.
Unlike the low-grade goods Mo Yan owns,Mrs. Li's body was obviously a high-end product. Not only did it have three stone slots, but its activation reaction time was also a few minutes faster. The next moment, the image of a gray-haired old man appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Mrs. Jin Li nodded slightly to Mo Yan and said, "Thank you very much. It's a small gift. Please don't be polite. I have something urgent to do and I will leave first. I will invite you to my house next time." After that, he transferred a large amount of money to the store's account and left in a hurry.
Happiness came so fast that Mo Yan was caught off guard. When he saw a huge four-digit sum of money in the stone with his own face printed on it, he giggled happily.
Every citizen of the federation will have a pattern stone like this that integrates multiple functions such as identification, storage and transfer. This is one of the few benefits that citizens of the lowest level of the federation enjoy.
"Hey, Brother Fang, I have to thank you this time. I really don't know what to say."
Looking at Mo Yan's embarrassed expression, Brother Fang didn't know what he was thinking. He suddenly became angry and said, "Don't worry, Brother Fang is not interested in your little money. Seriously, Brother Fang still wants to Thank you, being able to be online with Jin Jialin is an opportunity that many people would never have thought of."
Mo Yan smiled, but did not answer. As a fake college student, it may not be a good thing to have contact with people from the Jin family. This was also what he showed when he came in and discovered that the lady's identity was unusual. The reason for some restraint.
After taking out the remaining pieces of patterned stones and completing the transaction, he walked out of the store and calculated the time. He did not return the same way, but turned into an old alley.
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