The mottled instrument is like a dying beast. While it is running, it keeps emitting death howls, giving people the feeling that it will die or explode anytime and anywhere.

Yue Peng squatted in front of the instrument, looking extremely focused, frowning slightly, holding a stack of energy pools the size of playing cards in his hand, his eyes constantly staring at the two energy pools on the square and bumpy instrument.

, his flexible hands will operate quickly from time to time to replace the energy pool on the right side, and his movements are extremely skillful.

This is all Yue Peng's job is to pick up abandoned energy pools from garbage dumps, extract the remaining energy inside, fuse it into an energy pool, increase its energy reserves, and then sell them out.

The whole process seems simple, but it is not easy at all, because every time you replace the energy pool, it must be completed as quickly as possible, because during the replacement process, the collected energy will be lost quickly, which requires hand speed.

It must be extremely fast and the movements must be completed extremely accurately, otherwise it is easy to make a mistake and all the energy collected so hard will be lost.

Two hours later, Yue Peng finally completed the synthesis of an energy pool, with 1 point of energy inside. This is the limit of what Yue Peng can do, because the more energy accumulated in the energy pool, the more energy he can accumulate when replacing the energy pool.

, the faster the energy is lost. With Yue Peng's hand speed, 1' point is already the limit.

Continuing to fuse will only cause more losses than replenishment, unless you can find an energy pool with a relatively large stock. But in a garbage dump, such an energy pool is not so easy to find?

He stood up and placed the collected energy pool in front of the rusty metal table. Yue Peng, who was sitting on the broken wooden chair, felt as if he was exhausted. He leaned on the wooden chair and made two "creak" sounds.

, a full two hours of full body attention, which is undoubtedly a huge drain on Yue Peng's energy. The thin and pale face is full of fatigue, and the hands full of calluses indicate the hardship of life.

, only the faint and strange thing in the weak eyes is elusive.

The room Yue Peng was in was not very big. It was even slightly crowded under the pile of messy parts and scrap books. The walls everywhere were covered with patches of charred black.

Looking through the broken windows, the outside is vast and there are no neighbors at all. The small shabby house where Yue Peng lives gives the impression that it stands alone on this empty land, walking a few hundred meters away.

, you can see the dilapidated slums.

The reason for this phenomenon is that Yue Peng tried to make an energy pool before, but it exploded dozens of times. All the neighbors were scared away. In their eyes, Yue Peng's house was a time bomb.

It doesn't matter if the boy lives or dies, the neighbors don't want to be buried with him, and you don't know when the little shabby house will explode. Who can bear this?

I wanted to talk to Yue Peng for an argument, but Yue Peng was just a piece of shit. He promised to do it right in person, smiled apologetically, and then turned around and exploded again.

Yue Peng disagreed with this. Yue Peng knew very well that if he wanted to get rid of his current predicament and substantially improve his quality of life, there was only one way, and that was to create an energy pool by himself, rather than integrating it into one.

Another energy pool, and then exchange it for a little money.

In fact, the use of energy pools in this world can be said to be absolutely universal. They are the source of all energy, from heaters to fighter planes and warships. They all use energy pools of different levels.

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As for what Yue Peng fused, it was the lowest level one energy pool, which could only drive some daily tools and the lowest level electromagnetic vehicles.

"It's getting cold." Yue Peng, who was half lying on a wooden chair, looked at the blackened trees outside the window with a hint of desolation and murmured to himself, his expression full of helplessness and bitterness.

A hint of melancholy flashed through his big eyes: "In winter, heating requires an extra two thousand blue shields, money."

Picking up an abandoned torn book from beside him, Yue Peng started to open it. What was recorded in the torn book was exactly how to make a first-level energy pool. Yue Peng had seen it no less than thirty times.

, but it has failed no less than thirty times. The reason is that the production of energy pools requires many large-scale instruments and is carried out in a vacuum environment. Only a small workshop set up at home like Yue Peng can produce it.

The chance is not impossible, but it is too difficult. It requires extremely high hand speed to insert the energy particles into the sealed box before they are completely in contact with the air.

When he thought of this, Yue Peng shook his head secretly and could only concentrate on reading and then think of a better way.

As for Yue Peng, he had lived in an orphanage since he was a child. He had no idea who his biological parents were. The orphanage closed down when he was twelve years old. All the children were adopted, but no one cared about Yue Peng. Later, Yue Peng went to an energy company.

He worked as an apprentice at a pool manufacturing factory, but after working for only two months, the energy pool manufacturing factory closed down. Later, Yue Peng went to an electromagnetic car club as a test-drive apprentice. He crashed twelve electromagnetic cars in half a year, and was kicked out.

After taking the investment path, Yue Peng could only rely on the small skills he learned at the energy pool manufacturing factory and started a business integrating energy pools to make ends meet. He did this for five years. Until today, Yue Peng is eighteen years old.

Already.

As night falls, the sky is already filled with stars.

It was time for Yue Peng to start work. He put on a black baseball cap to cover his hair that he was too lazy to comb, straightened his slightly yellowed white shirt, and then walked out of the house.

It was early autumn, and the night had begun to feel chilly. Yue Peng couldn't help but stretch out his hands and rub his upper arms a few times.

Walking onto the street, Yue Peng, who was on the edge of the city, could see the ruins and scattered lights around him, which formed a sharp contrast with the bright lights of Dongcheng City in the distance. The electromagnetic cars passing by were also in sharp contrast.

dilapidated.

Being able to move into the urban area and leave this shabby slum area is almost every poor person's dream, including Yue Peng, but the prerequisite is that one must have money.

Along the way, people coming and going couldn't help but walk around when they saw the black baseball cap, hiding as far as they could. In their eyes, this Yue Peng was an unscrupulous scientist.

The lunatic has a bad reputation in the ghetto.

Walking out of the slums and arriving at the junction of the slums and the urban area, Yue Peng could clearly see that on a viaduct, more than a dozen electromagnetic vehicles were parked on both sides of the road. Further ahead was a curved road.

The winding mountain road leads directly to Shanlan City. This 20-kilometer-long mountain road is called Dongchuan Mountain Road, and it is also a favorite among drag racing enthusiasts.

The group of people in front of me were wearing strange clothes and surrounding their respective electromagnetic cars.

Seeing Yue Peng, who was wearing a white shirt and a black baseball cap, he walked over slowly.

In the convoy, a silver-gray electromagnetic car started quickly and drove straight towards Yue Peng. Then it stopped next to Yue Peng with great accuracy, and then a fat man stepped out.

"Are you Brother Peng?" The fat man stepped off the electromagnetic car and said politely.

Yue Peng stopped and looked at the fat man in front of him with sharp eyes. He was wearing a white sportswear and looked like a goose egg standing in front of him.

"Yes." Yue Peng responded, appearing extremely cautious in his words.

"Xiaodouzi, you recommended me to buy an energy pool from you. I heard that you can make an energy pool with more than 1 point." The fat man still looked extremely polite.

The standard reserve of a normal energy pool is 100 points, which can allow an ordinary electromagnetic car to run 100 kilometers. However, if it is replaced with a racing-specific kit, it is uncertain, because the racing kit contains a vortex acceleration engine, just like

The afterburner room of the fighter jet can make the electromagnetic racing car accelerate instantly, but the energy consumption is also very high. More energy means that the vortex acceleration engine can be turned on twice more.

For drag racing enthusiasts, turning on the turbo acceleration engine twice more can often directly determine the outcome.

Xiaodouzi is Yue Peng's partner in the orphanage. He usually does nothing but helps Yue Peng find good sellers. The definition of a good seller is very simple, that is, he is stupid and has a lot of money.

Yue Peng looked around casually, came to Fatty's side, opened the energy cabin of the electromagnetic car, inserted the energy pool in his hand into it, and then the data displayed was 1' point.

Seeing such a number, Fatty's face couldn't help but feel happy and gain a little more energy. Obviously, he would definitely have a big advantage in the upcoming competition.

"Brother Peng is indeed what Xiaodouzi said. He is simply an energy genius." The fat man said with a respectful smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, flattery doesn't count." Yue Peng was obviously not interested in these flattering words at all, and directly extended his hand, his intention could not be more obvious.

"Oh." The fat man understood naturally, and quickly put his hand deep into his pocket, took out four 100 blue shield bills, and put his hands into Yue Peng's hand.

He unfolded the four 100 blue shield bills in his hand, flicked them four times quickly, and made four crisp sounds. After confirming that they were genuine bills, Yue Peng put them into his pocket.

"I hope we can continue to cooperate next time. If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Fatty said excitedly and prepared to enter the cockpit.

"Hey, wait." Yue Peng suddenly stopped the fat man and said, "Don't tell me that you are going to drive to Dongchuan Mountain Road like this."

"Yeah, what's wrong? We usually drive like this." The fat man responded with a confused look on his face.

"From here, when you drive to the track, 1 point of energy in the energy pool will consume ten points. If you lose ten points for no reason, how can you compare with others?" Yue Peng reminded.

"You're right. If you didn't tell me, I really wasn't paying attention." The fat man said with a smile, and then he quickly pulled out Yue Peng's energy pool and inserted it into an ordinary energy pool.

Seeing the fat man walking away with confidence, Yue Peng stood there and shook his head helplessly: "Hey... such an IQ."

While walking towards home, Yue Peng was constantly calculating in his mind. Counting these 500 blue shields, he would have a deposit of 5,000 blue shields on hand. He would try to make an energy pool from time to time.

Woolen cloth?

In fact, after dozens of failures, Yue Peng has also found the reason for the failure, which is that his hand speed is not enough to completely insert the energy particles into the sealed box before they merge with the air.

, completely sealed, Yue Peng didn't have a clear idea of ​​how much hand speed was enough, so he could only practice hand speed a lot on weekdays and constantly make his hand speed faster.

Being able to create an energy pool in a short period of time and then sell it to improve the current poor living environment has become a big ideal for Yue Peng.

It's just that the repeated setbacks inevitably made Yue Peng feel a bit bitter.

"Um?"

Just when Yue Peng came to the vicinity of his home along the bumpy streets, along the empty flat land, Yue Peng suddenly discovered that a strange figure was walking back and forth at the door of his home, as if holding something in his hand.

It's so late, who could it be?

Yue Peng couldn't help but ask such questions in his heart. Judging from his body shape, Yue Peng looked extremely strange. He was obviously not an acquaintance. Moreover, the other person seemed to be holding something unknown in his hand, walking back and forth at the door of his home.
Chapter completed!