From scrap mecha to science fiction paradise

Chapter 130 Find an old expert

There was no urgency to catch up on the way back, so the movement was naturally much slower along the way.

After walking for four days, we arrived near the Black Snake Camp.

Wang Xiaoliu's home is here, Lin Yu is also a Black Snake, and Zhang Wu has a friendship with Thunder Strike, so there is no reason to be incommunicado.

Therefore, although it was not too late, the group chose to rest at the Black Snake Camp for the night at Lin Yu's suggestion.

Kabojia and the others did not talk about their respective settlements, but Lin Yu and Zhao Xingsipot went to Zhang Wu's scrap yard first.

Old Man Zhang seemed to have returned to his previous appearance. He was lying in the small courtyard of his scrap station, his chair swaying slightly, and a broken hat covering his face, blocking the blood-red sunset that seemed to be hotter than noon.

"Old man Zhang, something happened to you. Get up and come with us."

Lin Yu deliberately kept his voice calm and joked.

Zhang Wu excitedly took off the broken hat on his face and sat up from the recliner.

However, Old Man Zhang would inevitably ask about his current situation and the like.

After all, Lin Yu has basically never fought a normal battle during this period, and he has basically done all kinds of unbelievable operations.

"I was just passing by on my way back from a mission."

Needless to say, Zhao Xing and Spot, two guys who were eager to show off and find topics, sold him out completely.

If the protagonist of these events were to be anyone else, he would definitely not believe it.

Lin Yu chuckled, casually moved an iron pillar on something unknown from the side and sat down on it.

Of course, this was obviously not a real scare.

His relationship with Zhang Wu was actually mostly about kindness, and the Thunder Strike license was not insignificant in terms of significance or help to him.

So, sit down and chat for a few words, and then the topic is gone.

When Zhang Wu saw Lin Yu, he asked questions, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

At any rate, Zhao Xing went to Paradise Port with Old Man Zhang before, and they were somewhat familiar with each other, so he just respected them.

But to say how close I am to Old Man Zhang, I can't really tell. It can only be said that I feel more calm because we have normal interactions in the past.

"Haha, sit down, sit down, I'll make tea for you."

This was the first time for Spot to see Zhang Wu. The aura of Ceylon Legend was very heavy, so he was obviously a little nervous.

Compared to Lin Yu's casualness, Zhao Xing and Spot were much more reserved.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Hello Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Wu's behavior was no different from that of an ordinary old man. He happily brought a few chairs over for the two of them to sit down, and made a few cups of tea.

"Boy Lin? Why do you have time to see me, old man?"

Lin Yu came here not only for a visit, but also to see if Old Man Zhang's crazy habit of dementia had recurred. Seeing that he was like a normal person, he immediately felt relieved.

Then, Old Man Zhang was a little confused.

But for Lin Yu, this seemed somewhat credible.

All he could say was that this kid was even more talented than he expected.

No, genius is used to describe ordinary people.

This guy should be called a monster.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Zhang, I still want to ask you for something."

After Zhao Xing and Spot made old man Zhang happy, Lin Yu suddenly changed the subject and even used the honorific.

Zhang Wu suddenly became alert and suspicious.

Lin Yu had no respect for him.

Normally speaking, with the status of a legendary S-class pilot, the influence that comes with it, whether it is in terms of skills, fame, or other substantial benefits, even if you don't really have a purpose in your heart, you will still unconsciously bring some influence. To please and to respect.

But Lin Yu was different.

From the last trip to Paradise Port, it was obvious that this boy had no interest in him. He was not willing to teach him, and he didn't even have the intention to build a relationship through this.

He didn't like to hide in the camp, coupled with the confidence and arrogance of a genius monster, this was his understanding of Lin Yu.

As the saying goes, if you have no desires, you will be strong.

Probably in his heart, there is no difference between himself and the old man from the scrapyard.

It is precisely because of this calm attitude that he is more willing to get along with him.

But now, such a confident and proud monster who doesn't like to hide in camps actually uses the honorific title to himself with a sullen face!
There is a conspiracy! There must be a big conspiracy! He wasn't worried about what Lin Yu wanted to gain.

But he was worried that Lin Yu wanted to trick him!
"You speak first……"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Wu couldn't bear to reject it because he was the 'perfect pilot' after all. He suspiciously asked Lin Yu to tell him what it was about first.

"Actually, it's just a small matter. I just wanted to ask if you have any old friends or anything like that."

Lin Yu chuckled.

"You kid, have you learned how to work in a camp?"

Zhang Wu looked suspicious.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but at the same time he was relieved.

It's okay if you just introduce some connections, at least you won't be fooled.

"What is a drill camp? I just want you to introduce some seniors in technology, such as experts in network attack and defense or electronic countermeasures. The older the better."

Lin Yu rolled his eyes.

"So you want to recruit support staff? Why don't you just tell me?"

Hearing what Lin Yu said, Zhang Wu was startled, and then he laughed and cursed angrily.

He originally thought that Lin Yu wanted to use his connections to gain something.

If he could help, he would be willing to do so, but seeing Lin Yu become like a normal person, he would inevitably feel a little grudge.

However, it was obvious that he had misunderstood.

Lin Yu is still the same Lin Yu.

I just want him to introduce some highly skilled logistics personnel, which is obviously another nature.

"Experts in information warfare, right? If you say you know me, I do know some of them, but most of them are old guys. Let alone following you on field trips, they are pretty good without Alzheimer's disease."

Zhang Wu thought carefully and said helplessly, "Let me ask you if they have any outstanding juniors."

"No, no, no, I want an experienced expert! The older, the better!"

Lin Yu's eyes lit up and he was so impressed that he directly rejected Old Man Zhang's follow-up words and said, "Do you have your address and communication number? Give me the oldest ones."

"You don't think that experts get better as they get older, do you? Those old guys are already antiques, their thinking cannot keep up with the times, and their brains are not very bright..."

Zhang Wu was confused by Lin Yu's performance.

It takes an experienced information warfare expert, which he can understand.

After all, these are indispensable roles in a mecha team. Pilots are invincible in frontal combat, but they are quite constrained by electronic and network means, so many mecha teams have logistics personnel in this area.

But if you want an expert, the older the better?
What kind of number is this?
"I have my own plan. Just tell me their address and contact information. You don't need to introduce them. I will come to negotiate on my own."

Lin Yu smiled and pretended to be secretive.

"Okay, as long as you know what's going on."

Zhang Wu hesitated and pondered for a moment, and made a decision that he regretted for half his life and made his 'old friends' want to travel through time and space to strangle him to death.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

At this moment, after agreeing, he said to Lin Yu: "The Pilot Association actually has some welfare institutions under its name. Many pilots and mecha team's support staff will choose to take care of themselves in the nursing institutions under the association's name. Some of them are injured or injured. Retirees will also live there..."

"Can I go in?"

Lin Yu's eyes lit up even more.

"Do you think my Thunder Strike sign is just a decoration?"

Old man Zhang proudly put his hands behind his back: "Association nursing home, whichever one I want to live in."

understood.

Lin Yu automatically translated Old Man Zhang's words into human language in his mind.

The association must have given Mr. Zhang certain permissions and planned to let him care for himself in its own nursing home.

Although he didn't go, he still had the authority, and with the thunder attack as a sign, he would be able to get through unimpeded.

"Great, Mr. Zhang, you have helped me a lot this time. You are worthy of being an S-class pilot. You really have the cards!"

After being favored again, Lin Yu saw that he naturally cooperated with Old Man Zhang to show off, and gave him a heartfelt thumbs up.

"That is."

Old man Zhang smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face turned into a chrysanthemum.

(End of this chapter)