Mecha Forger

Scientists are all lunatics, and mecha casters are the most lunatic among lunatics.

As a mecha caster, Mr. Zhao Ziyang is naturally no exception.

Mr. Zhao Ziyang was afraid that inspiration would be fleeting.

After he and Tang Fan separated, he didn't go back to his room at all, but went directly to the laboratory.

It was too late to go through the process, so Mr. Zhao Ziyang simply started experimenting with the materials he had saved over the years.

What an experiment! That's seven whole days and seven nights.

If Zhao Fan hadn't affirmed that Mr. Zhao Ziyang was fine, Mr. Bu would have almost kicked down the door with his men.

After finally waiting for Mr. Zhao Ziyang to come out of the laboratory, he slept for three days and three nights before explaining the scientific research results to Lao Bu.

By the time Mr. Zhao Ziyang had tidied himself up, Tang Fan, who had worked to pay off his debts, had been working as an assembly master for ten days, and Brad had also taken Zhao Fan to work as a porter for ten days.

Seeing Mr. Zhao Ziyang go out neatly, Zhao Fan quickly abandoned his comrade Brad and went to greet him.

"Old man, you figured it out!"

In one sentence, all Zhao Fan's sadness was expressed!

His main mission was to come and watch Zhao Ziyang. Working was just a side job, but why did he end up with the same fate as Brad, who had to work to pay off his debts?

The most important thing is that Brad worked so hard and had a mecha. Apart from three nutritional supplements a day, he didn't have much left.

He asked Lao Bu to find out. If he worked hard as a porter for a month, except for three nutritional supplements a day, the remaining credits would not be enough to assemble a mecha.

When he thought of this, Zhao Fan lost his passion for work.

Therefore, during the few days that Mr. Zhao Ziyang was in seclusion, he had already thought about it.

He must negotiate terms with the old man, at least he must have an assembly machine, otherwise... he will stay in Sangzixing to work, and when he gets the mecha together, he will go to Blue Star for the exam.

Even those from remote ninth-level planets like Tang Fan and Brad have mechas, and the conditions for other candidates will only be better.

He didn't even have a mecha, so he just went to the blue sea, which was no different from delivering food.

Anyway, he is only seventeen years old, still young!

But before Zhao Fan could organize his words, Old Bu, who had heard the letter, had already rushed over. A hungry tiger pounced on him, took Mr. Zhao Ziyang's hand, and rushed directly to the laboratory.

As long as it is confirmed that Mr. Zhao Ziyang has new research results, it will be a new scientific and technological progress.

You know, a small step for technological progress is a giant step for human progress.

Who knows what kind of research inventions Mr. Zhao Ziyang’s research and inventions are in, and how much economic value they can have?

What if this research result is of great value?

Then wouldn’t it mean that someone would become rich?

Although Mr. Zhao Ziyang is unlikely to let him use his research patent for free, since Mr. Zhao Ziyang has signed a contract with someone, he will always have priority.

Thinking of this, Lao Bu got excited!

But when Mr. Zhao Ziyang showed his research results to Old Bu, Old Bu's heart froze.

It was a cylindrical part, exactly the same as the part that had problems when Tang Fan was assembling it.

In other words, Mr. Zhao Ziyang developed a screw after ten days of research!

How much economic value does a screw have?

Lao Bu's enthusiasm immediately dropped by ninety percent.

After all, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat!

This screw allows each mecha to save even one credit point, which can leave a lot of money in a year!

Old Bu managed to gather his energy and talked with Mr. Zhao Ziyang for more than ten minutes. After confirming that this screw could save each mecha three credits, he pondered.

Mr. Zhao Ziyang transferred a patent for the first time and did not know the market price.

Seeing that Old Bu was not very interested, Mr. Zhao Ziyang's heart skipped a beat. After hesitating for a moment, he offered to transfer the patent to Lao Bu in one go.

As for the transfer fee, Mr. Zhao Ziyang also laid it out neatly - a mecha.

There is no one these days who doesn't care about mechas.

Didn't you see that Tang Fan and Brad spent all their savings for a mecha and still had to work to pay off their debts?

The request made by Mr. Zhao Ziyang was not high, and it was in line with Mr. Zhao Ziyang's actual situation - Zhao Fan was about to take the Blue Ocean exam, and having one more mecha would give him a better chance of winning.

Naturally, Lao Bu couldn't refuse such a reasonable request.

He knew how much impact Tang Fan and Brad had had on Mr. Zhao Ziyang and Zhao Fan because the mecha paid off their debts with work, and they also had plans to use a mecha to win over the Zhao family's ancestors and grandchildren.

But before the right time was found, Mr. Zhao Ziyang came out with the research results.

Now Mr. Zhao Ziyang has even offered to exchange the research results for the mecha.

Not only did Lao Bu happily agree with this matter of getting a bargain but being good, he also took the initiative to take Mr. Zhao Ziyang to the latest finished product warehouse and put all the new mechas in front of Mr. Zhao Ziyang for him to choose from.

Mr. Zhao Ziyang was not polite and chose a reconnaissance robot codenamed Spider.

The spider is a level four mecha and is already the best product in Lao Bu Factory. Mr. Zhao Ziyang chose the best among the best and specially selected a spider robot that was excellent in both its body and other components.

Although Old Bu had a toothache, he thought about the profit of three credit points for a mecha, so he put the mecha into the space buckle, gritted his teeth and handed it to Mr. Zhao Ziyang.

Seeing Old Bu's pretending to be generous, Mr. Zhao Ziyang couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't get you a mecha for free. Didn't I give you the patent?

If you still feel that you are at a loss, I still have some ingredients here, so take them out to make dinner, okay?"

As soon as Lao Bu heard this, his heartache immediately felt better.

However, thinking about his wife's cooking skills, Old Bu frowned again, "My wife's cooking skills may not be as good as your housework robot!"

Housework robot?

Mr. Zhao Ziyang has used it before, but it was more than a hundred years ago.

"A poor family can afford a housekeeping robot.

However, my family is full of old women who cook, and my skills are not well known. "

Hearing that Mr. Zhao Ziyang wanted to give up, Old Bu's eyes began to move rapidly.

"That brat Brad is so greedy, he must be a good cook. How about we ask him? I'll treat him as a Wenju for your family!"

Mr. Zhao Ziyang saw through Old Bu's little thoughts, but he didn't expose them.

I've been taking the mental recovery potion for seven days in a row, and haven't eaten a grain of rice for three days. The old man also wants to eat something good!