Yesterday afternoon, according to the guidance of Sun Dacheng, a car repair shop, Han Yue went west, north, and west to a scrap collection station in the northwest suburbs of Jianghai City.

It is a waste recycling station that mainly recycles machinery and metal components.

Rusty and oil-stained metal parts are stacked on top of each other to form a spectacular mountain of iron.

Han Yue was tainted with a strange habit of not starting from scratch, step by step, making machinery or weapons part by part. He prefers to change a piece of machinery for other purposes beyond recognition to do some strange function, or use a pile of broken copper and iron to put together something very waaagh.

He looked at the countless scrap metal, and his mood was agitated, and he wanted to use these things to put together a starship right away.

"I'm going to build a starship out of this scrap metal!"

Although Han Yue is reckless, he also knows that he is not the iron-clad Han of the great warlord and the big machine tyrant, and he is not capable of building a starship at all.

And now the entire technology of Blue Star has only sent mankind to the nearest satellite. Interstellar travel seems out of reach.

Han Yue's confidence comes from waaagh energy. It's just that the current waaagh energy can't support the dream of building a starship.

After rescuing everyone under the viaduct, the surrounding onlookers kept chanting, bringing a steady stream of waaagh energy to Han Yue. But the upper limit of the WAAAGH value is always locked at 1234 points. Han Yue knew that according to the game, it was a level limit, and he had to find an opportunity to level up in order to increase the upper limit of waaagh value.

Let's start with a bike.

Han Yue approached the owner of the scrap yard and expressed his intention to buy some scrapped parts.

Wang Gaoyi, the owner of the scrap collection station, was very surprised, he had always collected scrap, and he had never seen anyone come to his scrap yard to buy scrap.

"Young man, I'm here to collect scrap, only collect, not sell!" With that, he turned around and walked away.

Han Yue patted Wang Gaoyi on the shoulder, making him unable to leave, and looked at him coldly.

He really endured it very hard, and the mountain of mechanical parts emitted the smell of lubricating oil, which rushed straight to his brain, making him extremely excited and his blood gushing.

The villain named Han Yue in his mind staggered and refused to go down, the iron Han's thinking could not completely win, and Han Yue's body still retained the human way of thinking, thinking and behavior. "You can't grab things, you have to trade fairly." He said this to himself.

Wang Gaoyi looked at Han Yue's cold eyes, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back. I thought to myself: What a fucking evil sect, I have never heard of it for so many years, and there is a robbery of a scrap yard......

is worthy of being Sun Dacheng's friend, Wang Gaoyi's kung fu of changing his face is in the same vein as Sun Dacheng, he is full of smiles, and even a little flattering, "Little brother, don't be polite to me, take these things whatever you like!" ”

What he thought was that this young man was probably a psychopath, and he couldn't see him in general, besides, these were all broken copper and iron, so let him let go and take it, how much could he take?

"Take whatever, whatever you want, it's not worth a lot of money anyway. Hehe, hehe. ”

Han Yue shook his head slowly, "I don't take your things for nothing, I buy them." ”

Wang Gaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, this young man is still reasonable......

Releasing the hand that was pressing on Wang Gaoyi's shoulder, Han Yue continued, "I'll buy your parts. But I don't have any money, you lend me some first, so I can have the money to pay you. ”

Wang Gaoyi was stunned, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word, he was defeated by Han Yue's logic.

You don't take my stuff for nothing, so you have to spend money to buy it, but you don't have any money, so you have to borrow my money first and then pay me? What logic is this Nima! What's the difference with Bonna?

Wang Gaoyi decided that Han Yue was a psychopath and did not dare to conflict with him.

So he solemnly took out fifty yuan and lent it to Han Yue.

Han Yue took the money, and he was very stubborn in asking to write an IOU, Wang Gaoyi couldn't do it if he didn't want it.

With everything in order, Han Yue began to pick out the parts he needed, motorcycle wheels, tractor tracks, seamless steel pipes, stainless steel flanges, ...... There was a big pile of favorite things.

The last one was weighed, five hundred and twenty kilograms!

Wang Gaoyi was dumbfounded, he still let him take it casually at the beginning? Five hundred and twenty pounds? That's rounded up to one ton! Can this silly boy bring it all back?

"How do you bring these things back?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I can do it myself." Han Yue said as he took out the fifty yuan he had just borrowed and prepared to pay.

Wang Gaoyi felt a toothache, and his more than 500 catties not only had scrap iron, but also stainless steel, aluminum alloy and copper. You're fooling me with fifty bucks? Why did I lend you the money?

But there is no way, the world is the most neurotic.

Wang Gaoyi pretended to calculate, and at the price of a dime and a catty, he packaged and sold this pile of parts to Han Yue, and wiped it very intimately.

So the fifty yuan returned to Wang Gaoyi's hands.

Wang Gaoyi just wanted Han Yue to leave quickly at this time, and the farther away from this neuropathy was the better.

At this time, a large delivery truck came.

Han Yue insisted on staying to help, although he didn't know the price of scrap iron, he knew that fifty yuan would definitely not be able to buy so many things. Whether it is Han Yue or Iron Han, they are characters who are unwilling to owe favors. So I wanted to compensate this boss.

Wang Gaoyi really couldn't resist Han Yue, so he could only agree to come down and let him help unload the goods.

Next, Wang Gaoyi's mouth was never closed, and he also contributed a lot of waaagh value to Han Yue.

This is too much strength, this is not human, right?

At night, Wang Gaoyi already had a lot of respect for Han Yue, he liked to read martial arts novels, and felt that Han Yue was very temperamental and demeanor of a martial arts hero, so he had to stay with Han Yue to eat and drink together.

……

That's why Han Yue knew to go back to school the next morning.

……

Mao Xiaofang looked at Han Yue and laughed for a long time, and finally stopped. "Old Han, what are you going to do with so much scrap iron?"

"It's a bike." Han Yue emphasized.

Han Yue vaguely knew why Mao Xiaofang laughed at himself, but after hundreds of years of living as a green-skinned orc, his aesthetics had completely changed. Now he doesn't think it's ugly at all, and oil stains and mechanical parts are in some ways equivalent to wealth.

Mao Xiaofang laughed again and couldn't straighten up, "Old Han, you are amazing!" You've listened to too much cross talk, and after buying two sacks of parts, you're going to build a bicycle. Hahahaha......"

Finally, Mao Xiaofang quieted down again, and he came to Han Yue, "Old Han, I'll help you carry a bag." As he spoke, he was about to take over Han Yue's parts.

As a result, I almost flashed my waist. "! So heavy! ”

At this time, a boy walked out of the boys' third apartment and saw Mao Xiaofang standing with a plainly dressed figure with a flat shoulder on his back, and Mao Xiaofang had to help this person carry things.

Out of politeness, he opened his mouth to say hello.

"Mao Xiaofang, your father came from his hometown to see you......" and then walked towards the cafeteria without looking back.

Mao Xiaofang looked at Han Yue's dirty scumbag and laughed again, "Haha! Old Han! You're too dirty! ”

"Old and dirty! Seeing no, they all say you're my dad! ”

"Hahahaha, I'm laughing to death, he actually recognized you as my dad and my ......"

"You're my dad, haha!"

"Haha!"

"Ha ......"

The more Mao Xiaofang laughed, the more he felt that something was wrong, why did he seem to be scolding me.

The air was suddenly quiet, and it was as if a crow had suddenly flown over the sky.

Han Yue stood quietly and didn't speak. Mao Xiaofang felt a little embarrassed. "Let's go, old Han, let's go back, let's go back."

He wanted to help Han Yue carry a bag, but he couldn't lift it at all.

I could only shake my hand awkwardly, "If you want me to say, this person is really boring, make these jokes." ”

……

Again, this is a sand sculpture novel, borrowing some of the settings from Warhammer 40k. But it doesn't involve the plot of Warhammer and most of the characters, and you can treat this waaagh energy as a pure golden finger, and it doesn't affect the reading.

Finally, I would like to ask for a recommendation vote, everyone!