Chapter 512: Steam and magic (on)

Suddenly, he often said, "Be careful on your head."
As soon as Zha Dao's eyes moved, she often saw her legs clamped and pulled out a black gas valve.
Suddenly, a huge amount of steam poured down from the two men's heads, filling most of the workshop. Drowned them both.
Chang Chang sighed heavily and lowered his head to Cha and said, "Give me the crude oil tube. Be careful, it may be hot."
"You mean this thing?"
Cha pointed at the black tube on the spindle-shaped container at hand.
"That's it, pull it out for me."
Cha Xiaodao unplugged the pipe with one hand and threw it to Chang, often reaching out to pick it up, and hesitated to insert the device in front of him.
"Is this stuff still burning oil?"
Cha Xiaodao asked casually.
"No, crude oil is used as a coolant. Originally, large triathlon were equipped with temperature-sensing alarms. As long as the temperature of the triathlon dropped to a certain level, they would automatically close. I think they should be docked to substandard specifications. What kind of high-powered power machinery turned into this. I will open the water pipe later and the temperature will drop. It will be better to ask them to add a liquid cooler the other day. "
"Ah ... ah."
Often wearing a metal unilateral frame, he smiled down at Cha Xiaodao: "Don't be nervous, I'm good at this stuff."
After all, he glanced at the rotating pointer next to him, and then jumped down.
"Leave it to me later."
Often, with both hands pressing down a lever, the gear turned, and the trembling of the entire triathlon ball became more intense.
Stupid Yves whispered to Robert, "What is he doing?"
"He, he seems to have modified a small cracking system by himself, and wants to absorb heat by cracking crude oil ..."
"Does it work?"
Robert thought for a while and slowly nodded: "In theory, it should work, so you only need to dismantle an air pump, and you can turn off the triathlon without breaking the parts on a large scale.
"Then why don't you think?"
Saint Yves coldly.
Robert opened his mouth. In fact, he had a similar idea in his heart. Maybe it was not concise and effective, but the ideas were the same. But he didn't dare to gamble. From the perspective of a businessman such as Saint Yves, it often seemed that nothing had been done, but Robert was scared.
Demolition of the water outlet and the radiation tube has further exacerbated the possibility of an explosion in the triathlon, and an improper operation during the cracking process will also cause an explosion.
Precise, meticulous, paranoid, wild. It takes real arrogance to be confident in the understanding of machinery before it can really be put into action.
"Often he is a genius."
Robert replied somewhat discouraged.
"Is it……"
Saint Yves couldn't see the emotions.
The intense and busy process lasted fifteen minutes, and finally, as a large amount of high-temperature asphalt was dispatched, the entire triathlon also stopped operating.
In the complicated eyes of everyone in the workshop, they often came down from the raised and lowered work table and talked with Cha Xiaodao.
Saint Yves walked past with a smile on his face and said with satisfaction: "As a Chinese, you are often smart."
Always looking up at the huge machine, he sent a greeting to Saint Yves: "Yes, sir, thank you, sir."
Cha Xiaodao stared at the triathlon like a prehistoric monster, and frowned unconsciously.
The storm came to an end. St. Yves gave Chang He Cha Xiaodao a three-day holiday. When the two went out, they often stopped Cha Xiaodao.
"check."
Cha Xiaodao turned around, often went up to Cha Xiaodao and reached out: "My name is Chang Yu, how about you?"
"Check the knife."
"Are you going out of town? Down the mountain?"
The check knife nodded.
"Let's go together. I'm going to do something out of town too. If you're not too busy, I can ask you for a cup of tea."
The usual attitude is sincere. I don't know why, he can feel a different kind of charm, self-confidence, calmness, and indignity from Cha Xiaodao, plus Cha Xiaodao is a yellow man of foreign wandering like him.
"Well, can you do it at night? I have to meet a friend."
"So, but at night I ..."
Often expresses regret.
Cha Xiaodao looked at him often, and the ghost sent a word, "If you go with me to see my friend, it's all about drinking tea. I'll invite you."

Ghetto under the city of San Francisco.
An old lady with a cigarette bag raised a cup of soy sauce-colored strong tea for Li Yan, Li Yan did not dislike it, and raised it gently.
Cha Xiaodao ’s experience, they have already used conversations to pass Qi, often appearing to surprise Li Yan, the rare degree of magic technology specialization needless to say, at first only 50% of magic technology specialization Li Yan, can Turning the Dodge Tomahawk into a legendary vehicle is certainly inseparable from the precious parts of the Black Star chariot, but the power of Magic Technology is also evident.
This made Li Yan have a keen interest in this one.
Originally, according to the idea, after he and Cha Xiaodao met today, he got a permit at night, and he could just enter the Black Rose Theatre to investigate the mystery of Giant Lake, and the horrible mermaid incident that could not get a clue. Come in charge,
And Cha Xiaodao is responsible for the gold rush, and the madman mystery of the stock exchange.
But the frequent appearance broke Li Yan's idea. He wanted to see the Chinese mechanical genius first.
Thinking of this, he unconsciously glanced at the table next to him. There were three men with strange faces around him, and when they saw Li Yan looking at them, the three looked guilty in other directions, and left after a short while.
Li Yan spit out a tea foam, and Wu shook his head.
"it's him?"
Several people walking out of the teahouse whispered to each other.
"It can't be wrong, the man next to Zhen Lian. Zhen Lian took him to Hesheng this morning. After they left, Liang Hui turned his face away from his account."
"Who did the old guy think he betrayed? Taiping Heavenly Father!"
"We have investigated this man. He is a boxer who may have qigong, can cure diseases and rejuvenate the old man. Zhen Lian bought him from Mr. Wu who sold the onion."
"Catch it."
At this moment, the investigation knife has arrived.
"Dayan."
"Knife,"
The two exchanged eyes, Li Yancai looked at the young man named Chang Yu.
Like all Chinese young people who have been exposed to advanced Western technology, Chang Yu kept her hair short and didn't have to wait. He was not tall, his lips were tight, his face was firm, and his eyes showed a tenacity.
"Li Yan."
"Chang Yu."
Both reached out and shook hands before taking their seats.
"I'm from Shanghai. I'm a colleague with Cha, who specializes in maintaining machines for Enfield. You can call me often."
Li Yan nodded: "I make a living in the church. I am a fellow villager with Xiaodao."
Chang Gang had something to say, and suddenly a large number of poor lookers came from outside the tea house. They wore horse gowns or robes, bulging around their waists, and gathered the entire store.
A man dressed as a priest dressed in a black robe and a white scarf walked out of the crowd and came straight to Li Yan: "Sir, I think you have to go with us."
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