"The car is broken down and can't carry people anymore, so we have to walk back."
Upon hearing Qi Wenyuan's words, Emmanuel and the others turned to look at the wrecked sand motorcycles and fell silent.
These antique-like items are now only collected by motorcycle enthusiasts, aside from holographic images and documents.
The actual product is no longer available on the market; the only option is to find a substitute.
However, planet E72 not only has physical objects, but they are also the kind of junk that would be rejected by the garbage disposal robots even if sent to a garbage disposal center.
That's absolutely brilliant.
Louis ran over and picked up a part. After studying it for a while, he exclaimed in shock, "The first generation of flying dragons! Good heavens, this is a product from 436 years ago!"
At this point, he asked Qi Wenyuan and the others with some shock, "Uncle Qi, how do you maintain these motorcycles? More importantly, how do you solve the energy problem?"
"It's just a normal maintenance procedure. As for energy, it's not a big problem. We made a slight modification and are using raw energy."
"Which of the following is considered a primary energy source: wind, rain, thunder, lightning, oil, or nuclear energy?"
"Battery."
Qi Wenyuan gave the correct answer, and Louis was stunned. What was this?
In an era where high-tech and cutting-edge products are emerging one after another, most people, apart from those in related fields, do not know what primitive energy refers to.
Louis knew about these primitive energy sources and could name them in great detail because his profession was armor making, which required a certain understanding of energy.
But just because he understands something doesn't mean he knows what a battery is.
After all, in the energy history of the Moykaz universe, only electricity is recorded, not batteries.
"Could you tell me what kind of magical thing a battery is?"
He humbly sought answers.
Qi Wenyuan smiled and said, "Okay."
As he spoke, he explained what a battery was, how it worked, and how it was made. His mouth was busy, and his hands were busy too.
Instead, they were carefully collecting the parts from the dune buggies.
Sang Ning and the others helped out from the side. Mo Nainai said softly, "It's all scattered like this. I found that many parts and components are so old and rusty that they would be rejected even by a garbage disposal center."
Why would we take them back?
Sang Ning said calmly, "After some repairs and rebuilding, it will be a good, usable dune buggy again."
If I remember correctly, these dune buggies are older than her.
Anyway, these sand motorcycles have been around ever since the original owner had memories.
So what if it's dilapidated and makes noise everywhere? It's not a problem as long as it doesn't affect usability.
"Actually, we could have switched to a hovercraft."
Clyde made the suggestion in a serious tone, but before Sang Ning could speak, Luo Tianya said irritably, "Don't talk like that without understanding the situation."
"The hovercar is not expensive for us, but it is ridiculously expensive for Sang Ning and his group."
The average economic level is too low. They have to work hard to save enough money to buy even a few thermostatic protective suits. Even the lowest grade and cheapest hovercar is not something they can easily afford.
But it's not a big problem.
"We brought the hovercar."
Sang Ning hummed in agreement, "I know, you've said that."
“I told you we brought a hovercar.”
Luo Tianya emphasized it again, and Sang Ning turned to look at him, about to say that she had heard him.
In a flash, she widened her eyes and asked, "Is it what I think it means?"
Now I understand.
Luo Tianya grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth. "I brought five hovercars that I had discarded and left to gather dust in the garage. I'm donating them all."
Upon hearing this, Monet immediately replied, "I'm not really interested in flying cars. I've only bought seventeen in total over the years, and I brought six with me this time."
At this point, she said somewhat embarrassedly, "These are all discontinued and obsolete versions. Their performance was quite good back then, but now it's terrible. Please don't be offended."
"I don't mind."
I'm so happy, how could I possibly complain?
"I didn't bring the flying car. I brought an old, single-function nanny robot that I found in my family's warehouse. It's said to be the nanny robot that took care of me and my brother."
As she spoke, Mu Tao took out a robot from her spatial storage and showed it to Sang Ning, "Do you want this one?"
"want."
Sang Ning accepts all comers; it's impossible for her to show any dislike.
So what if it's just a single nanny robot? In the technologically advanced star systems of the Central Star, it would be obsolete, but here it's not.
With this nanny robot, Aunt Lan and her colleagues who take care of infants and toddlers can have a much easier time.
Seeing that Sang Ning didn't mind and seemed quite happy, Qin Heng and the others also took out the robots they had brought.
They have nanny-themed, childcare-themed, and education-themed options.
These robots all have one thing in common: they are all obsolete and discontinued products.
These robots had previously been collected and destroyed in a unified manner. Sang Ning didn't know why Mu Tao and the others had kept them, and now they were getting a good deal from them.
This is truly a happy thing.
"I'll make you a banner when we get back."
"???"
What is this?
A group of people looked confused, and Monet asked curiously, "What's the banner for?"
“Thank you for the banner.” After a pause, Sang Ning added, “And a big meal.”
Upon hearing the thank-you banner, everyone's eyes lit up.
Upon hearing about the grand feast, everyone's attention turned to the sandworms that were too badly damaged to be taken away and were abandoned on the sand.
For some reason, they had a bad feeling.
Could the feast that Sang Ning is talking about be sandworms?
It is indeed a sandworm.
But it's not just sandworms.
In addition to sandworms, Sang Ning and his team also prepared tender stems of thorn vines, cacti, and dried meat floss.
Sang Ning personally took charge of the cooking, and to say nothing of anything else, she made a masterpiece out of a sandworm.
Golden Sandworm Balls, the recipe is similar to that of Golden Shrimp Balls.
For the preparation of open-back sandworms, refer to the recipe for open-back garlic shrimp.
Grilled sandworms, the method is similar to that for barbecue.
besides···
In short, because there are many ways to cook it, she has created a total of thirty-six dishes from just one main ingredient: sandworm.
The meal, accompanied by cactus, tender stems of thorn vine, and medicinal herbs such as Cistanche deserticola, satisfied Emmanuel and his team, while also making the staff of the Center for Human History Studies and other related departments extremely envious.
Sang Ning's compatriots were also craving food, but because they brought back limited seasonings, and because Sang Ning only had two hands and a chef robot, the amount of food that one person and one robot could make was limited.
It's impossible to take care of everyone.
Therefore, apart from Qi Wenyuan and the others who ate with Emmanuel and his group, only the children and the elderly enjoyed Sang Ning's cooking.
The old man was reluctant to eat it himself, so he gave all the food that Sang Ning had prepared for them to the children. The children then forced him to taste it, and he was unwilling to eat any more.
They also said they didn't have many days left to live, so eating them would be a waste.
Children are different; they are at the stage of growing up, so eating more is good for their health.
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