Chapter Ninety-Two: You Lie to the Turtle Again......
When the steam-mechanical megacity is built, it will be so embarrassing to drive a gasoline car in it.
As an obsessive-compulsive patient, An Wen felt that since he wanted to do it, he would do it in one step and get the steam-powered car out of it.
In fact, in the other world, Anwen could build a car factory to produce steam-powered cars.
However, this project can be used as a subject.
Anyway, this thing is not difficult, it depends on the precision of the design and how the shape is.
Of course, it would be nice to be able to live up to his standards.
Even if it doesn't work, it's up to Professor Feng to do whatever he wants.
If the design is good, it will be taken to the other world to produce.
If the design is average, then produce a few to make a look, and then take out the otherworldly steam-powered car.
What a perfect idea.
It's a pity that it was directly vetoed by Professor Feng.
Just kidding, he is a professor at Aurora University, and he would go on such an undifficult subject.
It's enough to leave this kind of subject to his students, and where he needs to do it.
"You don't have to worry about the subject, if you want to build a steam-powered car, then go to your senior brother, give them some hardship, and let them design it for you." Professor Feng waved his hand and said.
He also thought that An Wen saw that it was so difficult to run a topic, so he deliberately gave him a topic.
He is a professor, no matter how difficult it is to run the topic, it will not be mixed up to the extent of relying on the students to get their food.
"No, no, no, professor, I don't want a simple steam power and a sports car, I want a supercar that can go over 350 km/h.
Such a supercar, you have to teach you to go out, I have prepared 500 million scientific research funds, if not enough I can continue to add. â
After hearing this, Professor Feng looked at An Wen in surprise.
After half a ring, he spoke: "Your request is indeed a bit high, and your senior brothers can't complete it." â
"yes, that's why I asked the professor to come out."
"So be it...... I'll get the shield machine project right first, and if you can't apply, I'll help you design a steam-powered sports car. â
"Okay, then please Professor."
The two chatted for a while before An Wen said goodbye and left.
He knew that his plan to become Party A had come to pass.
As for the subject declared by Professor Feng, to be honest, I really can't compete for it.
Aurora University's majors in economics, media, clinical medicine, law, philosophy, and life sciences are absolutely awesome.
But mechanical engineering ...... Forget it.
When I got home, An Wen tried to cross, but it didn't work, and the game was still updating.
"Forget it, let's play the game."
But when he turned on the computer and saw the full screen of games, he suddenly lost interest.
Look at the icon of this game, and then look at the icon of that game.
There's really no desire to click.
"How do you feel that the game doesn't smell good?"
An Wen really feels that the game is not fragrant, and he doesn't even have the idea of clicking on the game now.
"Forget it.,Let's go see the new one.ã
Clicking on the anime website again, An Wen suddenly found that he seemed to be sick.
Games and anime, all of a sudden, are not fragrant.
Sit in front of the computer and keep your eyes glued to the desktop.
An Wen began to be in a daze, and his mind was empty.
What do you seem to have lost?
But nothing was lost, and there was an inexplicable discomfort.
It's a very complicated feeling, and I can't say what it's like.
After half a ring, An Wen got up and went to his collection room.
In the collection room, there are two whole walls, all of which are figurines collected by him.
Some were bought, some were made by himself, and some were even custom-made at a great price.
Everyone's dress is different.
There are gentle and virtuous people, there are energetic people, there are bloody ones, and there are ...... Ragged.
"Gray Plains Wife, Ayaami Wife, Tokizaki Wife, My King's Wife, Kaki Wife, Lihua Wife, Rem Wife, Kiriko Wife, ......"
An Wen looked around from left to right, from top to bottom.
Called all the wives over again.
But...... It doesn't feel right.
"Whew...... You guys...... Did you change your mind......
You don't speak...... That's the default...... I understand. â
As An Wen spoke, his mood became very low, and his heart was a little blocked.
Turn around and leave the collection room.
After going out, An Wen thought about it and locked the door again.
Back in his room, An Wen was still on the bed, staring at the ceiling with his eyes intended, no one knowing what was going on in his head.
In fact, he knows that nothing has changed, but he has changed.
He's no longer the otaku who only knows how to stay at home, have games to play, have new looks, have fat house happy water to drink, open a small broken station and be able to draw a sword with others on the barrage to fight for his wife, and he's a good otaku for a day.
Now he wants to build a factory to engage in industrial business, and he also has to study for a doctorate...... By the way, there is also the recycling of old mobile phones.
He's really changed, into what he hated before.
I don't know how long it took, An Wen muttered quietly: "People...... It's all contradictory. â
After a while, the sound of slow breathing could be heard in the room......
An Wen just fell asleep with her clothes on.
At this time, the disc crawled in slowly, looking at An Wen lying on the bed worriedly.
Can't go back?
No fruit to eat?
In fact...... The turtle food is also good, and I don't have to eat the fruit, which used to be good.
After half a ring, the disc grabbed the quilt and wanted to cover An Wen.
Thorn ......
As a result, if you are not careful, the quilt will be scratched by it.
The disc immediately stopped, glanced at An Wen, and found that An Wen had not woken up.
Then he bit the corner of the quilt again, dragged the quilt over, and covered An Wen's body.
After doing all this, the disc crawled to the corner of the room, retracted his limbs and head into the turtle shell, and went to sleep too.
Nothing was said all night.
The next day, when An Wen woke up, he saw the quilt on his body and the disc in the corner, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Disc, if you want to eat dragon fruit, I'll go to breakfast and bring it back to you."
An Wen came to the disc and patted its turtle shell and asked.
The disc stuck out his head and looked at An Wen with a smile on his face.
Well?
Wasn't it sad last night?
How do you sleep and laugh so happily?
Surely you are lying to the turtle again...... I want to use dragon fruit as a fruit, bad guy.
The disc stretched out his limbs and got up, ignoring An Wen, turning his head and crawling out of the bedroom.
Looking at the disc that flicked his tail and left, An Wen did not explain.
Wash and change clothes, and go out for breakfast.
When he returned, he had a pile of fruit in his hand, which he had eaten for the disc.
"Come, these are the fruits I bought for you, come and eat them."
An Wen said to the disc.
The disc turned his head, looked at the large bag of fruit, and then looked at An Wen.
He came over with a flick of his tail.
An Wen sat on the sofa, watched the disc happily eating fruit, and subconsciously tried to cross it.
Swish!
In an instant, An Wen's figure disappeared into the room.
The apple in the disc turned his head and saw An Wen's figure disappear on the sofa.
Smack!
The apple in its mouth has fallen.
The fruit, which was originally very delicious, was not fragrant in an instant.
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You're lying to the turtle again......