Primary school students of all worlds

Elementary School Student's Campus Life: Chapter 93: The Alliance's Wasteland Punk Style

Making cars...

Looking at the pile of parts in front of him that he couldn't describe but felt must be very powerful, Wang Quan fell into deep thought.

Because he has the support of future information, he has been consciously developing advanced battery energy storage technology, preparing to enter the car manufacturing field in a big way when the technology is mature. However, he never thought that he would start manufacturing at this age.

"Emm, I remember there was a stove behind the school."

Li Xiaolang looked at the pile of parts in front of him thoughtfully and said, "If I can find a way to hide from others, I might be able to use this time to put these materials into the furnace and then perform the art of refining..."

"what are you talking about?"

Wang Quan squinted at Li Xiaolang and said, "That thing behind our school is a garbage incinerator, not a steelmaking furnace. Do you know how to operate a steelmaking furnace?"

Li Xiaolang pondered for a moment and said weakly, "Are the control methods of this steelmaking furnace and the alchemy furnace the same? If so, then I should be able to do it too, right?"

"You think too much."

Wang Quan shook his head and said, "Principal Xie only told us to build a car. He didn't ask us to actually build a luxury car. It should have more than two wheels, a board for people to stand on, and a steering wheel to control the wheels. That should be enough, right?"

"One of those trolleys you see in supermarkets?"

Illya's eyes lit up. "If that's the case, then I know what to do!"

"I'm good at handicrafts."

Lihua also rolled up her sleeves and looked at the pile of parts in front of her with great interest: "When we didn't have money to buy toys, we made them ourselves."

"Should we build a car with the same attitude as building a toy..."

Miyu hesitated and said, "I have a bad feeling."

"Miyu-san is overthinking things."

Wang Quan pointed at Yao Dadi, who was filling his motorcycle with gas nearby. "This genius has already secured victory by building a motorcycle himself. For us, who are doomed to fail, how bad can the situation get? Have fun and then seriously prepare for the next battle."

After saying that, Wang Quan climbed onto the truck with great interest and looked around for parts that might be useful. Soon he chose a motorcycle tire. In order to prevent it from being snatched away by other elementary school students, he immediately jumped off the car with it in his arms.

Li Syaoran also brought a few racks from the east, Illya brought a few wheels from the west, Miyu brought a radio from the south, and Rika brought several steel pipes from the north. Everyone discussed and gestured enthusiastically, and then pieced the parts together.

Soon, a 'trolley' carrying five people 'gradually' appeared in front of the five people.

"Ok?"

Seeing that Wang Quan's work seemed to be finished, Yao Dadi was immediately attracted and stared blankly at the "car" that was created by the efforts of five elementary school students?

"No, no, no! Is this really a car?"

Yao Dadi looked at Wang Quan in astonishment: "Brother, what on earth did you create?"

"No matter how you look at it, this is still a car."

Wang Quan scratched his head and said, "Look at these wheels, this frame, this seat, this car radio, and this wasteland punk style that I love so much. This is certainly a complete car. It's true that it's not as good as your motorcycle that perfectly combines technology and design, but it is also the result of our hard work."

"Don't force the term 'waste punk' into your words to cover up the fact that you created a piece of junk! This is something you created out of a deep hatred for technology and design!"

Yao Dadi looked at Wang Quan awkwardly and said, "Your wheels don't have chains. Are you really just forcing the wheels to stay on? And this front fork arm isn't connected to the front wheel. No matter how hard you twist the handlebars, you can't make the front wheel turn. No! You don't even have handlebars. You just put a tire on the front fork wall to cosplay a steering wheel! What the hell did you build?"

"No, no, no, I should be the one to criticize you!"

Wang Quan squinted at Yao Dadi and said, "Our wasteland punk style is at the level of a normal elementary school student. Your inexplicable engineering knowledge is incomprehensible. I never see you poring over professional books. How did you build a car that can be sold on the market?"

"Forehead……"

Yaoda scratched his head. "I don't know either, but as soon as I touched these things, I started thinking that this part should fit together with that part. Then after trying it out, it actually fit together... Maybe I really am a genius?"

"No, no, no, you're not a genius. Geniuses aren't that outrageous."

Wang Quan said speechlessly, "If you're not kidding me, then you have a complete set of engineering manufacturing technology, a complete set of engineering modification technology, and a complete set of engine manufacturing technology in your DNA. We usually call someone like that a technical kid. Sooner or later, you'll become a big boss-level technical tyrant, or a terrifying existence called a big technical tyrant."

"It sounds like a great career."

Yao Dadi wanted to ask in detail what a technical master was, but Teacher Wu Tian's broadcast voice began to announce that the competition was about to begin, and each contestant should get his or her car to the starting line as soon as possible.

"Okay, just one last step..."

Wang Quan placed one hand on the steering wheel and raised a white flag with his other hand: "As long as we plant this flag, we can be the first to prepare for war... Uh..."

Wang Quan looked in astonishment at his grabbed wrist and the headmaster who had appeared beside him at some point.

"Aren't you giving up a little too quickly?"

The director looked at Wang Quan and spoke slowly, "We finally managed to build this car with the help of all our partners. Are you willing to give up without even trying it on the track?"

"Uh...what else?"

Wang Quan asked back.

"Indeed, your car is a piece of junk built with a deep hatred for technology and design."

The Dean of Studies said mercilessly, "But this is only natural. After all, you're not like other children who have their parents helping you build cars. But if you give in and hand victory to the other students—then this school sports meet that Mr. Wu Tian prepared for you will be meaningless."

"so……"

"So don't run away, don't give in. Take your share of the fight with your friends and defeat those elementary school students with both parents. Let's bring honor to every member of the alliance!"

Looking at the headmaster speaking passionately, Wang Quan rubbed his chin and said uncertainly, "Taking this car built by an elementary school student to a competition? Are you sure the people in the alliance will be proud of it instead of being slapped in the face?"

Primary school students’ campus life: Chapter 94: My car moves forward with prayers and bonds!

Although Wang Quan felt that it was unreliable from the bottom of his heart, the director's words made sense.

"Since we can't win, we might as well prepare for the next game. The temporary victory or defeat doesn't matter at all." This was his personal opinion, but the other friends didn't think so. They only thought that they lost this time.

This campus meeting was originally held to enable members of the Fathers' Alliance to develop the confidence to overcome inferiority. If we choose to give in in front of elementary school students who have both parents due to lack of resources and capabilities, wouldn't we have forgotten the original intention of the school sports meeting?

Wang Quan glanced at Lihua, who was waiting behind him, and Miyu, who was checking the quality of the car. He held his forehead with his hand and said helplessly, "If participating in this activity can pass on to them the spirit of not retreating or avoiding those who have lost both parents, then I will participate."

The dean nodded approvingly and stepped back, leaving Wang Quan to hold the steering wheel firmly with both hands, and then pushed the bike towards the starting line.

"Dude... no dude... you're planning to launch a competition..."

Yao Dadi hesitated to speak, then said, "Besides, your bike doesn't even have pedals. How do you plan to move forward?"

Wang Quan replied without hesitation: "My buddy's car moves forward with prayer and bonds!"

Meiyou, who was always very shy, looked at Wang Quan with some disdain: "Wang Quan, your character is completely broken. Think about it calmly. How can prayer and bond become the driving force to push this car to the finish line?"

"Do not……"

Wang Quan squinted at Lihua and asked, "Didn't you hear the prayers?"

"Eh?"

Only then did everyone notice that Rika Furude had taken on her duties as a shrine maiden at this very moment, praying solemnly for the competition.

"Please bless me, Osamu. As long as I don't get into a car accident because my car falls apart, I will offer you strawberry ice cream when I get home."

Noticing the looks her friends were casting on her, Rika gave them a reassuring look and continued to pray, "Second, may Hercules, the son of the ancient Greek god of thunder and lightning, bless Illya-san."

"Third, I ask Newton, who mastered gravity in modern times, to bless the equally heavy Miyu-san."

"Fourth, I ask the Infinite Heavenly Venerable to bless Li Xiaolang."

"Wang Quan, please take care of yourself."

"Hey!"

Wang Quan angrily stretched out his hands, opened them left and right, and punched Lihua in the temple. "Is this how you treat your best friend who gave you a big house and made you sleep on the floor?!"

"Mee! This is not my fault."

Lihua blinked her eyes while protecting her temples, looking at the speechless boy in confusion and asked, "Wang Quan, you never told me what god you believe in. If you tell me, I can pray for you. My prayers are very effective."

"I don't believe this."

Wang Quan thought back to his family's almanac and proudly said, "I am the master of my own destiny. Even if a true god appeared before me, I would repeatedly emphasize that I am an atheist who 'would never kneel down to pray.'"

"clear."

Lihua nodded knowingly, then clasped her hands together and said in a prayer: "Student Wang Quan, please continue to pray for good fortune."

Ignoring the miko who was still praying for her friend, Haruka Daichi twitched his lips and said, "Dude, are you sure this prayer will make the car reach the finish line? It won't fall apart halfway, and everyone in the car will fall to the ground and eat dirt?! Or maybe we should just give up the race and prepare for the next one."

"I didn't enter the competition thinking I could win the championship from masters like you and Zhanbudu."

Wang Quan looked at Yao Dadi calmly. "But if someone in the Father's Sorrow Alliance could learn these qualities, such as the confidence to keep moving forward despite knowing failure, and the tenacity to not give up even after defeat, it would be enough."

"Well……"

Yao Daichi said weakly: "Sorry, I don't seem to understand what you said. Can you please say it again?"

"It's inconvenient, you should get in the car quickly, the game is about to start!"

Wang Quan pointed at Principal Wu Tian, ​​who had begun the countdown, while Illya also shouted to the alliance's important task: "Everyone! Even if the opponent's DNA has a full set of engineering technology, what can we do? We have a mutual restraint!"

Under Yao Dadi's astonished gaze, more than a dozen members of the alliance gathered in front of the scrap truck and pressed down hard on the back of the car with both hands.

Is love a bond that requires three steamed buns per kilometer?

As the favorites to win the championship, Haruka Daichi and Senbudu felt an extremely strong pressure when they saw this scene. Thinking back to the Four Heavenly Kings, Demon Kings, and Gods who were beaten down by the two of them shouting about bonds and dreams, both Haruka and Xiaodu felt the enormous pressure. They immediately got into their car with a calm mind, ready to use all their strength to deal with it!

"Everyone! Get set—go!"

As the last second of the countdown passed, a strong "waaagh" sound exploded, and the members of the alliance used their voices to carry their breath, and used their breath to generate force, and they pushed the scrap truck far away!

The violent bumps and acceleration almost made Wang Quan fall off the car. Fortunately, Li Xiaolang, who was standing behind him, quickly helped him up. He barely stood firm and gripped the steering wheel tightly, feeling the lightning speed in front of him and the trembling prayers behind him.

The parents who had previously thought that Wang Quan and others were playing a prank on their children were all looking at this incredible scene in amazement. They never expected that this small car could run at such a speed.

Lihua understood the adults' feelings very well. She herself had never expected that this car would be so unreliable! This feeling of falling apart at any moment made her frantically take out a piece of paper and pen from her pocket and said to the others.

"Everyone, just in case, why don't you all leave a suicide note? I have a pen and paper!"

Looking at Wang Quan pushing the paper and pen towards him, his mouth twitched and he said, "I don't need it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strong bump, and at the same time, one wheel fell behind, moving further and further away from Wang Quan.

"..."

"Okay, leave one for me too."

Wang Quan really wanted to take some time to pay attention to where the other contestants had run to, but the car was shaking so much that it was about to fall apart, so he had no time to care about others. He could only concentrate on controlling the scrap car to keep it in the most stable posture, until the thrust behind him gradually slowed down and his breathing became heavier.

"Did you run too fast and too fast and run out of energy?"

Wang Quan, who was keenly aware of this, leaned down and punched the car radio with his fist.

"Activate the backup hidden energy!"

As the car radio began to play the exciting background music, Li Syaoran, Rika, Illya, and Miyu all jumped out of the car, replacing the exhausted alliance members and continuing to push the cart towards the finish line at full speed!!!

Primary School Student's Campus Life: Chapter 95 Doraemon's Wonderful Gadgets

What kind of failure is worthy of all these bumps along the way?

Of course, it was the failure that would lead to his companions' future success. That's why he had to bite the bullet and get on this wasteland punk car that had a deep hatred for science and design and could only move forward through prayer and bondage. But...

Wang Quan looked at the buffet restaurant coupon in his hand with a slightly dazed look. Behind him, his friends were cheering and discussing fiercely about going to the buffet restaurant to celebrate after the game.

Did he win?

"What are you going to say now?"

Yao Dadi looked at the coupon in Wang Quan's hand with envy, and said with regret and remorse: "Student Wang Quan, you win."

"Uh... I was already prepared for failure, determined to make this failure meaningful, and you tell me that my junk car and I were the first to cross the finish line?"

Wang Quan looked at Yao Dadi with dissatisfaction: "Did you let me win?"

"how can that be possible."

Yao Daichi shook his head repeatedly and said, "I swear to the Demon King that I didn't let him win!"

"Then you can't lose."

Wang Quan was confused and said, "My hidden backup energy source, which doesn't burn oil or gas but relies solely on the power of my butt, is indeed very environmentally friendly. It even consumes three steamed buns per 100 kilometers. But its speed is incomparable to your gasoline-powered vehicle. Moreover, you have superb posture skills. How could you possibly lose to me?"

"I thought so, but...children can't drive big cars."

Yaodadi bit his lip and said aggrievedly, "As my father said this, he forcibly separated me from my bike and then rode on it himself."

"Well, children really can't drive big cars."

Wang Quan was speechless and said, "Why did this school, which is so unreasonable in every way, suddenly become reasonable at this moment?"

The dark magician girl floating behind him seemed to realize something, and a hint of horror flashed in her eyes.