From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

Lin Yu did not do his usual morning exercises today.

I just had a simple breakfast and then set off with Mo Dexian.

I hailed a ubiquitous unmanned rental car and drove smoothly all the way, and soon stopped at a familiar place.

【Happy Family Apartment for the Elderly】

"Why are you here? Not...?"

Mo Dexian followed Lin Yu out of the car and looked at the conspicuous sign, feeling a little confused.

"Doesn't this make the medicine more effective?"

Lin Yu smiled slightly, swiped his card with ease, and led Mo Dexian inside.

Although it is considered a nursing home, the structure of the apartment for the elderly is actually the same as that of a normal community. There are also households in it, but there are many more management and service personnel to provide convenience and safety in life.

Lin Yu led a bad old man like Mo Dexian through the green garden-like community without appearing out of place at all.

"Do you come often?"

Mo Dexian looked at Lin Yu's proficiency and was very surprised.

"Not often, I was just recommended by a senior and visited a few of his acquaintances here."

Lin Yu explained with a smile, and soon came to the familiar small park while talking.

It's still early morning and it's time for morning exercises.

Old men and women often wake up early and start to pay attention to exercise, so naturally many people do morning exercises here.

It's just that the people here are basically related to the mecha group, so the style of morning training is a little different.

For example, in the upper left corner, an old man is focused on hitting a tree. The two of them hugged each other and the huge tree was groaning continuously.

Another example is that in the middle, two muscular old men covered in tendon meat are fighting. I don’t know whether it is daily training or a pure fight.

There were also many old ladies with vaguely elegant looks gathered around them. Some cheered, some chatted and commented, or they were doing breast-expanding exercises or walking around.

Then there are those who use the big chess pieces on a millstone to practice while playing chess, and those who fight hard in the metaverse game early in the morning.

Oh, there are also quite a few kids at heart who are controlling small robots to play the mecha duel that the kids in the city are so fond of.

In short, each painting style is quite strange and strange.

Lin Yu suddenly became interested when he saw the old men gathered together to play mecha duels.

How dare you play a duel in front of Lu Bu, the uncrowned king who swept across Block Street and Barak Street, and the great demon king of mecha duels?

It’s just a fool’s errand!

How unreasonable!

"Mr. Mo, I'll leave the rest to you. Follow the plan and keep it safe."

Lin Yuyu patted Mo Dexian's shoulder sincerely, then left him behind and walked towards the old men playing mecha duel.

Mo Dexian was left confused and messy in the wind.

Lin Yu brought him here to 'help', and it was obviously not difficult to guess what he wanted to help.

The answer is obvious.

Selling medicine.

After all, the task of achieving a hundred cures and all effects requires the heartfelt high praise from nine consecutive people.

If there were really dangerous drugs, he might just spend money to find volunteers or go catch a few criminals.

But this is a medicine that strengthens the body and strengthens the body. It is a good thing that truly nourishes the body and does not need to be verified.

This is a formula that I deduced through the process of Hua Tuo's personality mimicry using level 4 medicine, level 3 pharmacy, and bioengineering. There is definitely nothing wrong with it.

Since it is a good thing, it is natural to give something back to an old acquaintance.

It can be considered as compensation for these victims for his ignorant subordinate named Xue.

Well, in short, it is definitely not considering that these old men have a high probability of functional loss, and it is easier to praise the efficacy of the medicine after it is lost.

But here comes the problem.

He has a heart full of fists and wants to compensate these old people and help them strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.

But others may not necessarily think so.

Although this 'body-building' drug is highly effective and harmless, it is ultimately a three-no product without any certification or inspection.

Just as Mo Dexian was unwilling to take this medicine at first, it was even less likely that others would take these drugs of unknown origin casually.

Especially the old men and women in Huayuan nursing home, they are all retired people who have seen great things.

They may not be very powerful, but their life experiences are definitely exciting enough.

If he went directly to sell this kind of three-nothing medicine, people would definitely ignore him, and they might even report him back and ask the apartment management to kick him out.

But human nature is often universally unified.

If you serve it with a sullen face, people will most likely suspect you of having bad intentions.

But if it came through hard work or even begging, then it would be a different attitude.

Most of the various scams are based on this principle.

Therefore, at this time, it is natural to have no time to take action.

Only when peers like Mo Dexian take action can they have a common language and be more convincing.

Lin Yu had already explained the general plan.

In short, just rely on the age advantage of being an old man, pretend to be a newcomer in this elderly apartment, get along with the old men and old ladies first, and then inadvertently reveal the news about the body-building drugs.

But... as soon as this plan started, Mo Dexian found that he encountered difficulties.

He is usually withdrawn and eccentric, and is known far and wide as a strange old man who uses his head to mingle with others.

The physical mingling is pretty much the same.

So, he moved here and there, looked around, and wandered around in all the old men's small circles, but he couldn't say a word.

His face became darker and darker.

"You look unfamiliar, are you new here?"

Finally, it was an old lady who took care of herself meticulously who saw his out-of-place appearance and kindly took the initiative to talk to him.

"Yeah."

Mo Dexian nodded reluctantly with a dark face.

The old lady asked again: "Which mecha group did you just retire from?"

"Yeah."

Mo Dexian paused for a moment and nodded again.

"What did you do before?"

The old lady continued to ask while doing fitness exercises on her own.

"Mecha engineer."

When talking about his proud profession, Mo Dexian straightened his back a little, and then added: "Chief."

"That's good. Look, those over there are all retired engineers. You should have something in common with them. Forget it, I'll take you there."

The old lady stopped her aerobics and took Mo Dexian to the group of old men who were playing mecha duels together, and introduced him by the way.

However, the other old men were all paying attention to the duel of small and medium-sized mechas on the scene, and they were all excited, so the old lady's introduction did not cause any response.

However, Mo Dexian found his acquaintance here.

Lin Yu.

At this moment, he had borrowed a small mecha from someone, and was welcoming the challenges of these old men like defending the ring.

...Or it can be said that he was bullying these people in turn.

"This kid..."

Mo Dexian's mouth twitched when he saw it.

Mecha duels are nothing more than comparing the operation and the performance of mecha toys.

These old men seemed to be engineers, so they were naturally competing with each other on the performance of their mecha toys. Many of them carried tools and micro parts with them. If they lost or found something to be optimized, they would modify it on the spot.

But...

None of these people could compete with him in engineering skills, so how could they compete with this evil boy?

As for operation, there was no need to compare. This boy was a serious pilot, the successor of Thunderstrike. Those who were not strong would not dare to take this position.

In addition, young people were energetic and quick to react, so they were completely crushed in all aspects.

It was really a bit immoral to come here and bully these old men now.

In particular, he saw that this boy was very treacherous. He always pretended to be just a little bit short, and every time he won by a narrow margin, these old men were so angry that they howled, and they were unwilling to admit defeat and made modifications or replaced people.

"You can't win with this change. This guy is a pilot. You can't win by competing with him in operation. You can only take a different approach and crush him with the performance of the aircraft. You can do this..."

With a little professional instinct and a little bit of showing off, and a plan that needs to be integrated, Mo Dexian couldn't help but give instructions after watching for a while.

Few people cared at first.

But his level is really superb, and all kinds of analysis and design are well-founded, which soon attracted the attention of these old men who are also retired engineers.

After his opinions were adopted several times and he showed his strength more and more, he immediately became the favorite of those defeated old men, and one by one he pulled him to give them advice.

As for Lin Yu, he naturally cooperated with some water, making it more and more difficult to win each time, but he always won by chance, which made the old men more angry.

In the end, this group of old men even called for reinforcements and specially invited retired pilots to take their place.

However, in the end, it was still a close call and a pity to lose.

"Ahhh, I'm so angry. If this guy hadn't been so lucky that he fell, I would have killed him with that knife just now!"

"No, I don't accept it, come again!"

"What kind of crooked trick is this, come again!"

A group of retired pilots who were invited to be the rescuers were also angry and screamed.

There was no way, Lin Yu's various lucky ways of winning were really too infuriating.

And they were originally invited to be the rescuers, and everyone had high hopes for them. Now they actually lost to a young junior, so naturally they felt embarrassed.

There were many pretty old ladies who had finished their morning exercises nearby and came over to watch the fun.

"【Mech Driving】Upgrade Requirements-Winning with a small investment: Winning in a battle with a senior pilot. (Completed)"

It was just a joke, but there were unexpected gains in the end.

Fighting with a senior pilot, well, there is nothing wrong with that.

Looking at the sturdy old man with white hair opposite, Lin Yu easily confirmed the other party's qualifications.

Seniority is correct.

Fighting is correct.

Victory is correct.

Completing the requirement of upgrading the mecha driving to level 4 is reasonable.

Glancing at the other two requirements.

"[Mecha driving] Upgrade requirement - defeating the strong with the weak: winning in a battle where the overall performance of the body is at a disadvantage."

"[Mecha driving] Upgrade requirement - defeating the many with the few: winning in a battle between one and many pilots."

Defeating the strong with the weak is not completed.

It seems that it is limited to real mecha combat because of the limitations such as "body performance".

The mecha toys modified by these people after Mo Dexian's guidance must be more powerful than the borrowed one in his hand.

If it can be completed, it must have been completed just now.

However...

Defeating the strong with the weak is not okay, but defeating the many with the few can be tried.

After all, from the description, it is no different from winning the big with the small.

So...

"Oh, it's boring. I thought I could learn something from the seniors, but I didn't expect that I couldn't lose even one game."

Lin Yu sighed with regret.

I'm not targeting anyone!

I want to say that everyone here is a hot chick!

As soon as these words came out, many old men were naturally so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. They all blew their beards and stared, and even wanted to roll up their sleeves to let this kid experience the physics education of his predecessors.

"It's no fun fighting alone, so you can join us together."

Lin Yu uttered 'crazy words' again.

"How brave!"

"Let's go together. There's no need to argue with this guy about moral principles!"

"Let's teach this kid a lesson today!"

All the old men were filled with indignation.

All the old men stepped forward.

All the old men suffered a miserable defeat.

"[Mecha Piloting] Upgrade Requirements—Victory with Less: More:......(Completed)"

Well, by the way, I contributed another task requirement to Lin Yu.

"Damn it, you kid, you're pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger because of your emotions, right? Which mecha team?"

At this time, no matter how stupid the old men and women were, they could see that Lin Yu was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

In the past, all kinds of bullshit luck were narrowly missed, just to 'control points' and take advantage of them for fun.

The old men who participated in the war were even more angry and depressed.

The old men and women who were watching were mainly surprised.

Whose freak boy is so powerful at such a young age?

The person who can enter the courtyard should be a junior from which family.

Some people with active minds have begun to wonder if they can bring their granddaughters out to introduce them so that the young people can get familiar with each other.

"Boy Zhang Wuji."

Of course, Lin Yu couldn't give his name here, so he immediately borrowed a vest.

Well, it can be regarded as helping people become famous. I guess Zhang Wuji won't blame me.

"Zhang Wuji? I think I've heard of it..."

"Does the young man have a girlfriend? Or would you mind having another girlfriend? Multiple girlfriends?"

"Would you like to go to grandma's house for lunch?"

A group of defeated old men felt sorry for themselves, but Lin Yu became a favorite in the eyes of the old ladies, who wished they could have them as their grandson-in-law or something.

Lin Yu suddenly felt that he couldn't resist, so he could only show his anger towards Mo Dexian, and then ran away.

"Hahaha, kid, don't run away if you can. Let's fight for another three hundred rounds."

When the old men who were originally very angry saw this scene, they suddenly lost their anger and were so happy that they couldn't help but smile from ear to ear.

As for Mo Dexian, he had already become familiar with everyone in the recent period, so he naturally stayed and chatted with the old men.

During the conversation, he inadvertently revealed that he was still as heroic as ever.

I fought hard all night last night, no less than before.

"Qi, old man Mo, you are bragging and you don't even have a draft."

"Vulgar, vulgar is unbearable. I am a very old man, but I still think about this vulgar taste."

"really."

"Old man Mo, I admire your engineering skills, but you can't talk nonsense..."

"It sounds like you are saying that you are not good at it. Ask, who among the people present is not like this?"

"That's right, we just got out of vulgar taste."

Mo Dexian's bragging aroused the condemnation of many old men.