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Chapter 7 He's an Unconscious Genius

Feng Yu is a middle-aged man. In his own words, he is a mature, steady, reliable and handsome man with a little bit of haggard and vicissitudes, which is enough to fascinate all living beings in the world, especially little girls.

This is not an exaggeration. If he is willing to take more baths, shave more, repair his rotten teeth, wear a few suitable clothes, and reduce his age by a few years, he may have such a kind of charm.

Unfortunately, there are not so many assumptions in the world, so Feng Yu is just an ordinary middle-aged citizen who has no children and can only drink and chat. Every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, every week, he would stay in the electrical repair shop in the fourth block of Xianglan Avenue, staring at the female uniformed police officer who occasionally passes outside the repair shop.

The business of this appliance repair shop has always been good because Feng Yu's skills are really good. Whether it is the latest reel screen, old antique LCD screen, whether it is an overclocked room temperature regulator, or an electric skateboard for children to play with, he can always repair it if there are only things related to machines and electricity.

The business is good, and the income is still stable, so during the three-day holidays per week, Feng Yu always habitually closed the store, and then went in and out of the major sanitary centers in Hexi Prefecture, met many girls in the sanitary centers and spent a lot of money. The neighbors in the neighborhood had long known that this middle-aged man had a lustful side, so it was not very amazing.

But no one knew that during the weekends in the past two years, Feng Yu did not always vent his lust, but came to a remote mine that was extremely far away from the city. This mine had been abandoned for many years, especially after the mine accident ten years ago, when the United Company went bankrupt, no one came to the mine pit, so that the miners' lounge was converted into a repair shop, and no one discovered it.

Xu Le glared at the middle-aged man on the sofa, sighed, took out the food from the kitchen stove beside him, brought it to the table, and said, "It's time to eat." As he said that, he took another hot towel and wiped the middle-aged man's face.

No matter how troubled Xu Le was at this time, he was always used to being soft-hearted and kind-hearted. Looking at the middle-aged uncle's decadent appearance, he couldn't help but want to take care of him.

Feng Yu sat on the table, began to chew some thick and hard meat, and suddenly spoke, "Why is this bison meat getting harder and harder?"

"No matter what meat is left in the freezer for half a year, it will become a bit unpalatable." Xu Le had no expression on his face, and he served himself a bowl of rice and sat at the table. Their eating habits have become a bit strange in the past two years. If it is considered by ordinary people in Donglin District, it is an excessive luxury.

"You haven't answered the question I just now." Xu Le suddenly put down his chopsticks and asked seriously: "I know you were a military repair technician back then. Because you offended your superiors, you became a deserter. But the electric shock stick you taught me to make is too similar. Look... It's been several days now, and Bao Longtao was really scared by me and didn't dare to ask who Li Wei is."

"I told you two years ago that I am a person with a story." Uncle Feng Yu obviously didn't care about the vomiting effect of his words, and said indifferently: "Based on my status in the army and the information I could access in the secret level, let alone a mere electric shock stick, even a standard cannon, as long as you have the materials, I can make it for you."

Xu Le listened too much to this, so he naturally didn't react. He said helplessly: "Stop bragging. Last time, he finally picked up a mecha's central control system in the garbage dump. As a result, you watched it for five days and five nights, but you didn't dare to repair it at all."

Feng Yu's face turned blue, and after coughing twice, he scolded seriously: "That is an old antique from the Fourth Military Region back then! Whoever fucked to see things from hundreds of years ago, of course I have to look at them from an appreciation perspective."

"But what else do you do except electric shock sticks?" Xu Le said dejectedly: "It has been two years, and I have only learned how to repair TVs, freezers, toys, cars from you... In another two years, I will register for the Ministry of Defense's recruitment examination. I have not even seen the mechas and warships, so how can I pass it."

Feng Yu lowered his head and chewed the meat, cursing in silence: "You haven't even finished twelve years of compulsory education, and you are not from the Military Academy, so what can you pass? The Ministry of National Defense is also a cannon fodder soldier. Do you want to try it? Absolutely every Marine wants you."

Xu Le was stunned and said seriously: "Those who pass the recruitment examination will be the mechanic sergeant, with a higher starting point."

Feng Yu raised his head, looked at the young man who was extremely familiar with him in disbelief, and lamented: "Have you given up your shameful ideal yet?"

"Why is ideal shameful?" A trace of persistence appeared on Xu Le's face. "My first ideal in life is to become a warship auxiliary officer, and the second ideal is to enter the R&D department of a large company in the capital's star circle and live a good life."

"Xilin District is still fighting against the empire." Feng Yu's voice suddenly seemed a little calm, "Forget your first ideal, as for the second one, it is actually not very difficult."

The two of them were having a fast meal. Xu Le had already started to clean up the dishes and replied, "I have been fighting for sixty years. People in the Donglin District have never seen the empires look like. Apart from seeing their missions on TV, what are you afraid of?"

His tone suddenly stopped for a moment, and he said with some frustration: "I know I am not a genius. I studied for two years before I learned to make an electric shock stick. But I always feel that I really like dealing with these machines, so I want to try to take the exam."

Feng Yu was silent, said nothing, lay on the sofa and started watching TV, but his eyes fell on Xu Le's back.

After washing the dishes, Xu Le habitually entered the operating room and began to operate the instruments and tools that he was already familiar with as fast as his fingers. At a speed that was extremely stable, he repaired the broken electrical appliances piled on the side one by one as before.

Those common electrical damage is not difficult to repair. However, Xu Le still does it very seriously, just like he is facing the most exquisite instruments in the Federation. Perhaps he himself has never noticed that whenever he devotes himself to this work, a glory called seriousness will emerge on his tender face.

Uncle Feng Yu, who has a story, lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes through the glass and looked at Xu Le's busy figure, thinking that it was time to reduce the dust in the operating room by one level. Then he thought of Xu Le's previous words, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips slightly and spit out a cigarette ring.
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