Chapter 360 As a Crude Mechanic

"I thought you'd forgotten you were supposed to report for duty today."

As soon as Bai Nuo rushed out of the branch office, she saw a familiar military jeep parked at the entrance. She had personally modified that vehicle.

"Why are you here?" Bai Nuo opened the passenger door and got in. He instinctively reached for the seatbelt, then suddenly remembered that the GAZ-67... had no seatbelts whatsoever.

Fang Meng started the car, turned it around and drove out of the branch office compound. He said, "I can go back to the team after I drop you off. There are steamed buns in the back seat. Uncle Wen made them this morning. He specifically asked me to bring some for you when I left."

Bai Nuo turned to the side to get the oil paper bag from the back seat, and looked down at the two big, white and tender buns inside, each as big as her face.

She has loved eating big steamed buns since she was little, the kind that you can hold in both hands. They are very satisfying to eat, especially the big steamed buns made by Uncle Wen, which are the best.

"Uncle Wen is really wasting his talents by becoming the librarian." Bai Nuo held the big steamed bun in both hands, took a bite, and ate with relish. Her eyebrows were slightly curved, and her little face was full of satisfied smiles.

Fang Meng shook his head with amusement: "What? Should Uncle Wen open a steamed bun shop?"

"No!"

Bai Nuo shook her head decisively and looked at Fang Meng with a smile, "Uncle Wen was the first child that my grandmother picked up. He learned business from my grandmother from a young age and his specialty is the operation and management of restaurants. It is said that at that time, our Wei family's restaurants were all over the southern cities, especially in Shanghai, where they were famous as top-notch. When Uncle Wen was twelve or thirteen years old, he took over the major restaurants in Shanghai. At that time, everyone said that my grandmother had a keen eye for talent and excellent training methods."

"So it's true that Uncle Wen is wasting his talents by living in a small library as a minor librarian. But there's nothing we can do about it. When Grandma Wei sent Uncle Wen to the library, it was a strategy to protect him."

“Indeed, this era has buried too many talents.” Bai Nuo curled his lips, a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

The times can create talent, but they can also destroy a talent with a bright future. It is a tragedy... but it may also be a new beginning that requires destruction to build something new.

"No rush!"

Fang Meng held the steering wheel with one hand and gently rubbed the little girl's head with the other, with an air of fearless conviction.

"We will win. No matter what time or space, as long as the path we are on is right, we will surely walk towards the light. Once things are set right, everyone will return to their rightful place. Then we'll open a grand hotel for Uncle Wen, and we'll open hotels all over the Dragon Kingdom."

Bai Nuo smiled as she looked at the man in the driver's seat. Bai Nuo understood Fang Meng's meaning. They were familiar with the history of their previous life and knew clearly the direction of this era. But... there is always a chance of something going wrong. Just like the butterfly effect, a small instigation could be enough to change the entire future.

Therefore, even if you know some aspects of the future, you cannot guarantee that the future will really be like what you remember.

But they also firmly believed that their country's future was bright and that they were victorious!

"By the way, let's drive the car back to the unit after my license expires. The General Military Region should have a joint military factory, right? I'll make a list and you can give it to the regimental commander so he can go to the military factory to find the materials. They're all ordinary materials, so it shouldn't be difficult to get them. Have him recall all the vehicles in our unit so I can install the safety system."

Their special forces squad does jobs that other branches of the military can't do; when they go on a mission, they're literally risking their lives.

The team leader, Jin, who was skilled in divination and feng shui, even drew a peace charm for each of the team's official members. It was the kind with real cinnabar and yellow paper. I don't know where that eccentric team leader found these things in this era of destroying the Four Olds.

However, Bai Nuo glanced down at the red rope bracelet woven from a special material on her wrist, inside which was a small amulet. It was given to her by the team leader when she officially reported to the team, who said it was a special way for 917 to welcome her.

Fang Meng also had one, hidden in the fountain pen he always carried with him.

It has to be said that this small gesture gave Bai Nuo a new understanding of the 917 team.

Each group might not see each other for a long time, and they might even pretend not to know each other when they bump into each other on the street. But they are like an invisible family, caring for each other, blessing each other, and hoping that when they reunite next time, everyone can come home.

As a rough mechanic (as Bai Nuo defines himself), all he can do for the team is modify their hardware.

These days, vehicles have such low safety levels that modifying them to improve safety is one of the methods Bai Nuo can think of right now, and it can also be considered a gift from the new team member to his comrades.

"Modified seat belts?" Fang Meng glanced at the little girl in the passenger seat. Ever since the engine the little girl modified was launched at the Kaiyuan City No. 1 Machinery Factory, the military immediately reached an agreement with them.

Their 917 team had a total of five jeeps and two Jiefang trucks. Due to their special nature, their team was the first to receive approval for modification after the agreement was reached. Moreover, even the shock absorption system was the same one that Bai Nuo had given to the Kaiyuan City No. 1 Machinery Factory.

The only safety system that Fang Meng could think of that could still make this girl concerned was the seat belt. After all, he wasn't good at mechanics and could only do some basic and simple things.

Little did he know, the little girl gave him an even bigger surprise.

"Not only that!"

Bai Nuo smiled and took out a bottle of chilled plum juice from her space. Although A Tong had gone to sleep, before going to bed, he upgraded all the programs that could take care of Bai Nuo for the three electricity-consuming households. The large refrigerator in the attic was always stocked with Bai Nuo's favorite drinks, all of which were handmade, additive-free, delicious and healthy.

"Don't drink anything cold so early in the morning!"

Although it tastes good and is healthy, I just can't stand the sight of Fangmeng.

Bai Nuo curled her lips, coldly withdrew her hand that was about to feed him, twisted the lid tightly, and threw the black thermos into Fang Meng's arms with dissatisfaction: "I'm not feeding you anymore, drink it yourself."

Fang Meng smiled helplessly and reached out to give the little girl's head a hard slap: "I was wrong, okay?"

"Then..." The little girl pursed her lips and eagerly reached for the black thermos.

The next second...

A large hand quickly picked up the thermos and placed it in the hand pocket on the driver's side door without even looking at it.

"You shouldn't drink something so cold so early in the morning."

"cut!"