20demayo Chapter 98: You barely understand it? Are you sure?
Chapter 98: You barely understand it? Are you sure?
"A search robot?" March 7 asked in confusion.
“Yes, but it’s a very old model.” Eve nodded.
Just then, the robot suddenly spoke up: "Beep... You're the old-fashioned one! Your whole family are old-fashioned!"
“An old relic…” Eve’s eyes became subtle.
March 7th was so frightened that he took a few steps back.
Oh no! They actually called Eve an old relic? This robot will probably turn into scrap metal in the next second.
The model was already a bit outdated, and now it can't even be sent back to the factory for repairs; it's gone straight to the scrap yard.
March 7th watched Eve's movements nervously, afraid that she would be affected in the next second.
After all, just look at the fate of Eve, and the three doomsday beasts on the space station, and Uncle Cold Legs, to know what happened to her.
By the way? Uncle Cold Legs should have landed by now, right?
A question suddenly popped into March 7's mind.
At this moment, on the rock ceiling of the lower city, two old, cold legs were hanging from it, and if you looked closely, you could also see a man wearing a bikini stuck in the rock.
Yes, it hasn't landed yet.
"An old relic...?"
Eve suddenly smiled, and there was no storm as March 7 had imagined.
"Huh?" March 7th looked a little confused.
"Speaking of which, I guess I'm considered an old-fashioned person," Eve said with a helpless smile.
At this moment, the search robot asked in confusion, "Hmm? Strange alien, are you older than Cha Bao?"
"It has been 743 years since Cha Bao was created," Cha Bao said proudly.
"Compared to that, I really am an old-fashioned relic," Eve said with a gentle smile.
"Huh?" Cha Bao's memory suddenly short-circuited.
How could this person have lived this long?
"Huh?" March 7's mind went blank for a moment.
She asked in a daze, "743? Good heavens, Eve, how old are you anyway?"
Eve glanced back at March 7th with a teasing look, "Guess."
"Oh, Eve, just tell me~" March 7th said, hugging Eve's arm and acting cute.
“Okay, then come closer.” Eve beckoned to March 7.
March 7th immediately approached with great anticipation.
At this moment, Xing also came over, curiously eavesdropping.
Eve's age is something that really piques people's curiosity.
Seele and Bronya did the same; although they didn't seem to care, they also came over to listen quietly.
Eve suddenly smiled slightly, then said, "No, a girl's age is a secret~"
Immediately, the entire audience erupted in wails.
Eve smiled smugly.
At this moment, the robot Chabao spoke again.
"Beep... Whatever, Miss Old Timer, do you know about the Interstellar Peace Corporation?"
Eve's face darkened slightly when she heard the robot address her that way.
"Pfft..." March 7th couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Hmm?" Eve glanced at March 7th.
"Ahem, it's nothing, I just thought of something happy..." March 7 quickly added, trying to cover it up.
Eve sighed, shook her head, and said to the robot Chabo, "Um, could you please not call me Miss Old Antique?"
“Alright, Miss White.” Cha Bao nodded.
The new title isn't great, but it's still better than the old-fashioned lady from before.
Eve sighed and continued, "We know about the Interstellar Peace Corporation."
"That's great!" Cha Bao exclaimed excitedly.
"Beep, let me introduce myself. I am a home-use object finder, Richard Mille version 0.63 Expert Annual Deluxe Edition, nickname Cha Bao."
"They're really looking for something," March 7 exclaimed in surprise.
"Can we find a star core?" Seele suddenly asked.
"Uh... this, I guess not..." March 7th scratched his head.
If the company's products were truly that powerful, they would have already dominated the universe.
At this point, the robot continued:
"Beep... The brainwave scanning module of this device is damaged. Please take this product to a Star Peace Home Appliance store for free repair and maintenance within 232 years and 84 days of the warranty period."
"Miss in white, please take me to the Interstellar Peace Home Appliance Store for repairs."
"So, this thing is broken?" March 7th finally understood what Cha Bao meant.
“Yes.” Eve nodded.
"Should we take it for repairs?" Xing continued to ask.
"Wait, it said the warranty period was two hundred years, but seven hundred years have passed now, right?" March 7th suddenly remembered something.
"That seems to be true... So we have to pay for the repairs ourselves?" Xing rested her chin on her hand and thought for a moment.
March 7th swallowed hard, knowing that Interstellar Peace Company was notorious for being a rip-off.
If it's under warranty, it's fine, but if it's out of warranty, the repair service can be incredibly expensive and expensive.
Listening to the conversation between March 7th and the others, Cha Bao seemed to suddenly understand something.
"Beep... Please don't abandon Chabo! Chabo is very powerful. When you need to find something, just call Chabo!"
“But…” March 7th hesitated.
"Is the brainwave scanning module damaged?" Eve asked. "It's not a very serious problem."
"Huh? Eve, can you fix this?" March 7th looked at Eve in shock.
Uncle Yang is usually in charge of repairing items and inspecting the train. I never expected Eve to be able to fix things too!
At this very moment, on a train parked in outer space, Walter Young is fiddling with his cane in the archives.
"Tsk, damn it... How do I get rid of this mental cage? I'm always just a little short..."
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At this moment, Eve said calmly, "I know a little."
Upon hearing those two words, March 7th suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.
It seems Eve said the same thing when she piloted the spaceship before.
There's something off about this "somewhat knowledgeable" part...
"Beep! Miss White, are you a mechanic from Interstellar Peace Appliances? Can you really fix Cha Bao?" Cha Bao asked in surprise.
“I’m not, but pretty much, though I might be a little different from the you I knew,” Eve said confidently.
“Beep... is it different?” Cha Bao asked in confusion.
"It's just a system upgrade; your current system is a bit too outdated," Eve explained.
“In short, an old relic,” Xing added from the side.
"Beep... Chabo understands. Then please, Miss White-Clad Mechanic, give me a good beating." Chabo flew to Eve's side and activated its internal core.
Eve nodded slightly, then prepared to begin the repairs.
“Wait, Eve, are you sure you won’t ruin it by fixing it?” March 7th suddenly asked.
"Don't worry, it's similar to when we repaired the space station system before. It's like repairing a house; the principles are the same," Eve said, using a vivid analogy.
"Oh, that's good..." March 7th nodded.
"Wait, space station... repairing buildings?" Suddenly she felt something was wrong. When repairing the space station system, wasn't it supposed to be a complete disaster?
If we're talking about building houses... wouldn't it just mean demolishing the house and rebuilding it?
"not good!"
March 7th immediately tried to stop Eve, but at that moment the green light extending from Eve's hand had already connected with Chabo.
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