However, in this technologically advanced place, many people have already replaced this primitive and somewhat outdated method with new technologies, but unexpectedly, some people still picked it up.
She straightened herself, and before she could speak, she heard something quick and smooth: "No mecha melting, no scrap."
This was said so quickly and skillfully, obviously he said it often.
Sheng Anlan chuckled when he heard this, "I'm not here to melt the mecha, nor am I sending it for recycling."
Hearing this, the tall and mighty elephant-trunk beastman with muscular arms and massive chest muscles raised his head and glanced at Saint Anlan: "What are you doing here, sir?"
Qiao Mo was about to speak when she heard this, but was stopped by Sheng Anlan. She handed over something in her hand with a smile on her face, "I'm here to fix this thing."
The elephant-trunk man took a quick look and quickly looked away, "I can't fix this thing."
“Why can’t it be repaired?”
"The missing piece is obviously broken by a sharp object. If you want to repair it, you can only use something of the same material, but I don't have that."
When Sheng Anlan heard this, he felt relieved that this man did have some real skills.
She looked at him with a smile on her lips: "What if I have this thing?"
The elephant-trunk beastman was delighted when he heard this. "Really?"
"Yes, but I need you to help me do this in secret. After you're done, I'll give you a piece of raw material for research."
The elephant-trunk man agreed after hearing this.
When Qiao Mo was signing a confidentiality agreement with someone, Sheng Anlan walked out of the mecha shop. There were drinks in the alley on the left, and Sheng Anlan was about to buy one to try.
But at the corner to the right, he saw a familiar figure lying on the ground injured.
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