The shop owner had originally planned to wait until the shop closed, but who knew that there would be so many people here today that there would be a long queue outside until evening.
Eventually, the shop owner figured out that these people were all here to see him. He'd come here on a whim and ended up being the center of attention.
Even though he'd been in the auto parts market for a few years, he still couldn't understand the feelings of the people in the civilian district. Still, he didn't mind being watched. It was all an advertisement for Old Man Chang's repair shop.
Just as Fatty expected, a lot of people came here because of him. In this place, if anyone had a relative or friend in the city, it was definitely something to be envied and hated. In addition, the flying car toy that Fatty took out for a few kids to play with had spread throughout the entire maintenance street. People from the neighboring streets also came over.
Old Man Chang didn't know whether to say it or not. He had to answer the same question several times every time he accepted a job. At the same time, Old Man Chang was thinking, if he had a relationship with someone from the city, wouldn't Chang Xiaowu's treatment be easier?
Old Man Chang was a stubborn man. He stayed in the shop until the shop closed for the night.
After dinner, the fatty called Cillin and Bel over to give him their opinions on his flying car model. Other than the four flying car toys he had given to the four children, Fatty also had three flying cars. These three flying cars looked similar to the four he had given them, but in essence, they were completely different. These three flying cars were the result of Fatty's painstaking efforts during this period of time.
Old Man Chang was old, and he had been working overtime for the past few days, so he didn't have the energy to participate in the discussion at night. Moreover, Old Man Chang knew exactly what he was capable of, and after observing them for a while, he realized that both Bel and Cillin were experts. What they usually did wasn't even their full strength.
Looking at the flying car model in his hands, Silin opened the door and took a look inside. He studied every part of the car.
"A tricycle flying car?!"
It was only when Silin held it in his hands that he realized that the so-called flying car toy was actually a miniature version of a flying car. If it was enlarged to the size of a regular flying car, it would be a tricycle luxury flying car. The materials, parts, circuits, combinations, etc. were all top-notch. Calling it a toy was an understatement.
"That's right, this is the model of the Three-limbed Flying Car that I designed!" Fatty was very proud of his shooting.
Bel didn't look as closely as Cillin did, but he did agree with the design of the flying car. "The exterior design of this flying car isn't flashy at all. It looks rather low-key."
"Indeed. If you only look at the surface of this flying car, you won't be able to tell the difference between it and other flying cars. Only by looking at its internal structure will you know what it is." Fatty smiled and nodded. He looked at the flying car like he was looking at his own child.
Bel got goosebumps when he saw the look on the fat man's face. No wonder your son doesn't want to kiss you. It's because you're putting all your fatherly love into the flying car.
There were a lot of people who liked to put speed first when designing or modifying flying cars, but Fatty's design told Cillin that he prioritized safety first, followed by all other performance.
The Three-limbed Flying Car was more of a test for the designer, but Fatty had the ability to do a better job. At the very least, this was one of the two flying cars that Silin could give him the highest praise. The flying car he'd seen in Udoze's hometown was nowhere near as good as this one. The only one that could compare was Lung's, but the style of the two was different.
In terms of price, Lung's was definitely more expensive, but in terms of practicality, the two were about the same. The safety factor was also quite high.
Bel turned the flying car around in his hands and smirked. "How's this car's resistance?"
As he spoke, Bel wrapped his hands around the flying car. Then, he twisted!
Screech!
An ear-piercing sound rang out. The surface of the mini flying car was almost twisted, but if one looked closely, they would find that there was a small life-saving bag wrapped around the seat of the mini flying car. The twisted body of the car did not twist the life-saving bag. If it was the real size, the people inside should be safe.
"Not bad."
Bel placed the twisted flying car on the ground. Soon, the twisted car began to return to its original state. Two minutes later, the flying car was almost back to its original state. The super-memory composite material!
He checked the operating system and found that the emergency system was fully functional.
"Then there's nothing else to say. Fatty, do you have any other requests?" Bel looked at the fat owner.
The fat owner scratched the buzz cut on his head. "I think it's good enough, but to be sure, I need to take it apart and reassemble it. That way, it'll be easier to understand. If it's the same series of flying cars, there will be some differences. Even if it's a Three-limbed Flying Car, the focus of each series will be different."
Silin and Bel understood.
"So you're saying that you want us to help you dismantle and reassemble the flying car?"
"It's like this. It took me a lot of effort to assemble this car, and I even used a few robots, but I still feel that manual labor is better."
Silin fiddled with the little flying car in his hands, trying to get a feel for its structure. "Aren't you afraid that we'll ruin your hard work?"
"No! Wait here, I'll go get the tools first. They're still in the car. "The fat owner chuckled as he ran off to get the toolbox.
Bel picked up the flying car that he had twisted into a twist and then returned to its original form. He picked up the tools on display and began to dismantle it. These tools were used to repair normal flying cars, but the fact that he was able to use them as if they were professional tools was a testament to Bel's skill in using them.
Bel looked up and stared at Cillin while he was resting the car's shell. Then, he lost his cool.
There were already parts lying around Silin's hands, and Silin had already begun dismantling the core components. But the problem was, Silin didn't even use any tools!
Bel watched as Cillin swiped his hand across the machine's surface, and the parts fell to the ground as if they had come on their own.
The fat owner stared at Bel with the toolbox in hand, the fat on his face twitching uncontrollably. He'd already found it hard to believe that Bel was dismantling the flying car with the tools that were used to repair big things, but who would've thought that there was someone even better!
Bel stopped dismantling the car. Like the fat owner, he stared at Silin without blinking.
Mo Heng had once described Silin's dismantling of the machine as a work of art, and he wasn't exaggerating at all. Laymen would find it miraculous, but those who knew the ropes would find it heaven-defying. Was this even human's hand? Was this something a human could do?
Huimao, who was sprawled lazily on the rack, yawned as he watched the three of them. Pfft, what a fuss!
When Silin was done dismantling the car, Bel looked at the time. What the hell? Ten minutes!
Bel would've taken at least half an hour to completely dismantle the flying car, wouldn't he? That was an extraordinary performance, but why did this kid seem to be able to complete it so easily?
After Silin finished dismantling the car, the first thing Bel and the fat owner did wasn't to look at the disassembled parts. Instead, they each took one of Silin's hands and examined it carefully. He looked at it carefully and pinched it again, as if he wanted to take another bite.
Silin pulled his hand back and punched each of them.
Bel scratched his head. "It's no different from my hand. How did you do it?"
"Just like that." Cillin didn't explain either. He pointed at the separated parts and began to explain, "If it's divided into several series, then the rotating blades will definitely be different. The ratio of rotating blades to propellers in the air is slightly larger, and the proportion of materials that can resist water pressure is too large. Therefore, the more aquatic series will definitely lag behind the more aerial series in the air …"
Silin drew their attention to the flying car and began discussing the different configurations of the different series. The fat owner stopped worrying about Silin's hand and started taking notes.
By the time the three of them were done talking, the sky was already bright. There was already a line of people waiting outside to open the door and place their orders.
Fatty rubbed his numb legs and carefully placed the reassembled flying car into his own flying car. The three flying cars he had assembled were different from the ones he had assembled before. Each of them had a different focus and belonged to three different series of the same type. There were a few series that had not been assembled due to a lack of materials. However, the designs had already been drawn.
The fat owner rummaged around in his pocket and took out a card. It was a common memory card of the Mist Bodhisattva Empire. Only one percent of the population on this planet owned one. The rest of the population only used the internal memory cards of the planet.
The fat owner handed the card to Silin a little embarrassedly. "Um, this is all I have. I don't have any extra money on me right now. Split it with Bel as payment for your help. Don't say no, I'll feel bad if you do. You guys deserve more. I'll make it up to you in the future."
Silin took the memory card and swiped it with his finger. A string of seven digits appeared on the surface of the card. It was almost a million MB.
Silin knew that the fat owner didn't lack money. After all, the fat owner was a member of a great noble family, and his status wasn't low either. Bel knew this even better, so Silin didn't refuse the fat owner's offer. He needed money right now.
Old Man Chang had already woken up and made breakfast. Silin gestured to the old man that he didn't need to rest. Old Man Chang sighed and prepared to open the shop, but the fat owner stopped him.
"One more thing." The fat owner looked at Old Man Chang and Silin. "What do you think of my shop, Silin?"
"It's okay."
"Are you interested in taking over?"
Old Man Chang didn't say anything. He was sure that he would regret it if Silin took over the fat owner's shop. After all, he would be the only one left to work.
Silin waved a hand. "I don't have time."
"Hey, don't be in such a hurry to turn me down. I think I'll be leaving soon, and it'll be a waste if I'm gone for a long time. I'd like to give it to you as a gift, but it'd be even better if you could reserve a room for me. I'll probably have to come back here occasionally in the future."
Seeing that Silin wasn't saying anything, the fat owner added, "You don't have to pay for it. I can give it to you after all the paperwork is done. This way, your ID will show that you're a citizen of the city. It's a great benefit, and I won't care who you sell the shop to in the future. What do you think? "
The fat owner glanced at Old Man Chang while saying this. His meaning was clear. If you don't want to run the shop after you take over, then give it to this family. Why wouldn't you want such a great benefit?
"Is the shop big?" Bel looked very interested. "If it's big, I'll be able to freeload there more often in the future."
"It's five times bigger than this place. It's at the parts market," the fat owner said.
Although the shop wasn't big in the parts market, it was still much bigger than Old Man Chang's.
"Okay. Do I need to do any paperwork?" Silin asked.
The fat owner was very happy that Silin was willing to take over his shop. He quickly waved his hand. "No need, no need. I'll bring some paperwork over tomorrow. You can pack your things."
"We'll talk after the paperwork is done. For now, the business needs to continue."
The fat owner didn't stay for breakfast. He left in a hurry. The people waiting in line outside were all talking when they saw the fat owner come out.
"Look, it's that fat owner from the city!"
"That fat owner stayed the night. Looks like they're pretty close."
"Yeah, Old Man Chang and the others are really something."
…
Old Man Chang wasn't in the mood to think about the people talking about him. His mind was a mess.
After another busy day, Cillin discussed his idea with Old Man Chang during dinner. Cillin himself wouldn't be staying on this planet for long, so if he left the shop to Old Man Chang to manage, he would have a place to settle down in the future. Also, this way, Old Man Chang and his family's identification could be changed to citizens of the city. With this change, they'd be able to get better treatment at the hospital. The treatment at the hospital depended on the person.
"Well, Silin …" Old Man Chang felt a little guilty.
"You saved my life and Wheeze's. Without you, I might've been left to fend for myself in space. Also, Little Five needs to get treated as soon as possible. That's when the chances of success are the highest. "
Bel didn't ask for the money for Kari's noodles. He said that he didn't help much and that Silin was the one who did all the work. There was something that Bel didn't say, but Silin understood. How could a prince of the royal family lack money? A million was probably less than the price of a flying car for them.
The next day after Silin and Old Man Chang came to an agreement, he didn't open the shop for business. Instead, he planned for Little Five's treatment. However, the fat shopkeeper didn't show up. Instead, it was a young man in his twenties.
The young man looked like he came from an extraordinary background. Be it his attire or his temperament, he was far superior to the common folk in the city. Silin thinks that he was Tsiegeyou. However, this man was a lot more reserved than Tsiegeyou, unlike Tsiegeyou, who always showed off his arrogance and dominance.
The car the young man was driving was quite eye-catching in the area. It was obvious that it was expensive. As soon as he stopped in front of the shop, the people who were gathered there immediately gave way.
"Which one of you is Silin?" the young man asked.
The tone of his voice was that of someone in a high position who often gave orders. However, when his eyes landed on Bel, his gaze paused for a moment. It was different from the way he looked at the others.
"I am." Silin stepped forward.
The young man didn't say anything else. He took out a file and tossed it to Silin. "This is the transfer document for the shop. All the paperwork has been completed. Here's your new identification card."
Cillin opened the bag and confirmed that everything had been done. Logically speaking, a single day was definitely not enough time to complete an ID, let alone an ID that was transferred from outside the city to inside the city. It would take at least half a year to complete. It was easy to get things done with power.
After tossing the file to Silin, the young man didn't want to stay any longer. Before he left, Silin asked, "Where's the shopkeeper?"
The young man didn't even look back as he walked towards the flying car. "He went home."
This meant that the young man was a relative of the fat shopkeeper. If the fat shopkeeper was a little thinner, he would look a lot like this young man.
It was rare that the shop wasn't open for business today. Silin and Bel went to the city and saw that the shop was in good condition. However, the rooms inside were all empty. Not a single bedroom had anything in it.
"He's really gone." Bel knew that his son had forcefully kidnapped the fat man and brought him back to the mansion. "So, should we move in tomorrow?"
"As soon as possible."
Silin didn't return immediately. Instead, he bought some furniture. The layout of this place was similar to Old Man Chang's. It was a shop on the ground floor, and a house on the top. However, this place was much bigger.
After buying the furniture and decorating the bedrooms, there were kitchen tools that hadn't been moved away, so there was no need to buy new ones. Judging from the fat shopkeeper's appearance, the kitchenware hadn't been used much. They were clearly from two years ago, but they looked brand new.
At the very least, Old Man Chang's family would be a lot safer here. Silin didn't believe that the old foxes of the planetary government didn't know what was going on here. However, the fat shopkeeper from the Sizer Family was only part of the picture. The bigger picture was yet to come. Who would dare touch this shop when a member of the royal family, one of the Three Kings, was here?
When Silin and Bel returned, Old Man Chang looked very excited. It wasn't because of the shop, but because of Chang San and Chang Si.
Chang San and Chang Si had received an acceptance letter from a famous school on another planet. They were officially accepted after passing the adaptation period. It was no wonder that Old Man Chang was so excited. The fact that they were accepted meant that Chang San and Chang Si's development was no longer limited to this small planet. They had much more room to grow and see the wider world.
It was a double blessing.
They had contacted the hospital where Chang Xiaowu was being treated. Old Man Chang felt that there was something wrong with the hospital. It wasn't that the hospital wasn't good, but that it was too good. This puzzled Old Man Chang a lot. But the most important thing right now was to treat Chang Xiaowu.
Little Five's illness could be dealt with later.
Bel had already taken care of everything at the hospital. The people involved would put in more effort as well. Old Man Chang would stay in the hospital for now. He would return to the shop after Little Five had fully recovered. Cillin and Bel were the ones who took care of the shop.
Bel was sitting inside the shop and checking the time. It was almost a month now.
Sigh, it's so damn fast.
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