Starry Sky Railway: I Intruded with the Heart of God

Chapter 283 Another tough job

After leaving the mechanical settlement, Mo Li received a text message from Natasha.

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Natasha:

Mo Li, could you bring Ah Xing to the clinic?

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Mo Li:

Coming soon

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"Ah Xing, let's go, Natasha is looking for us." Mo Li pulled Xing Mei and they used the interdimensional anchor teleportation.

A few minutes later, inside Natasha's clinic...

"You mean to slightly beautify Vah, then sell the medicine he invented, and use the money to help the orphans of Beloborg?" Mo Li thought Natasha's request was too simple.

Natasha asked, "Will it work?"

“Bao’s sister.” Mo Li gestured, then took out paper and pen and began to write:

In Belleberg

There was a doctor named Wach

"Is he Wach?"

"Hmph, what an idiot! He gave up such a good match for researching some kind of snow immunity."

"He's a madman. For a while, I often saw him deliberately going into cold waves, causing himself to lose body temperature and looking like a pathetic dog."

He sacrificed almost everything to study snow immunity, focusing wholeheartedly on his research, enduring countless taunts and ridicule, and struggling to resist the covert suppression of many.

He even went so far as to use living people to test the efficacy of his medicine, resulting in the deaths of many people.

Most fatally, fate played a cruel joke on him.

In the near future, the cold wave will disappear completely, and even if Wach's research yields results, it seems to lose its meaning.

"But so what? If this is fate, and I, Vah, cannot resist it, cannot change it, so what? I will still continue my research, even if I ultimately fail, even if my whole life is a failure, I will never accept my fate! Even if I understand that a cold wave called fate stands before me, I will charge headlong into it. Even if I freeze to death in the cold wave, I will die with my head held high and a smile on my face. Why should I accept my fate? Damn it, I just want to do this, I just want to live like this!"

After Mo Li finished writing, he put down his pen and handed the paper to Natasha.

Natasha was amazed by Mo Li's writing style after reading it.

"Did you come up with this yourself?" Natasha asked.

“No, this is the true story of a novelist named Gu Zhenren. When he was writing his novels, no one understood him. This is his biography,” Mo Li explained.

Natasha looked at the story on the paper.

If we replace Wach with Gu Zhenren (whom he just mentioned) and the cold wave with the writer's experience, it's hard to imagine what could have happened to make that writer express such sentiments.

Mo Li returned to the hotel, lay down on the bed, and ignored everything outside the window.

Just then, a voice came from beside him: "It's still more comfortable lying in bed."

Mo Li lifted the blanket to take a look.

"March 7th, when did you get into my bed?" Mo Li said speechlessly.

"Huh? Which room number is this?" March 7th asked groggily.

"S120, huh?"

"Damn, I went to the wrong place. Oh well, I'm already here." March 7th simply pulled the blanket over his head and went back to sleep.

Mo Li suspected she was there to give him away for free, but he had no proof.

Lying there cultivating all night, my Dao heart became even more steadfast.

Pure Yang Body: Bro, I'll still follow you in my next life.

The next morning, Mo Li woke up feeling refreshed and went out early with his camera.

"There are so many photos to take. But it's only March." Mo Li stretched, opened the door, and knocked on Xingmei's door.

"Coming," came Xingmei's voice from inside.

Tap tap tap, getting closer and closer to the door.

With a jarring sound of a lock turning, Xingmei, dressed in raccoon pajamas, appeared before Mo Li.

But the next second, she started smelling it, just like a real raccoon.

“You smell like a third month,” Xingmei said.

Mo Li couldn't help but retort, "Are you a dog?"

"Tell me quickly, what's going on? You two aren't together, are you?" Xingmei's eyes looked somewhat dangerous.

"Who knows what happened? She came to my room last night and fell asleep. I only found her when I went back to my room. She woke up, asked for the room number, and then fell asleep again. I just stayed there cultivating all night," Mo Li explained.

Then the two of them simultaneously scratched their heads and said in unison, "This is really baffling."

Then the two fell silent, which was unusual for them.

Pacific Rim: Here it is!

Xingmei told Moli, "Clara has already messaged me, telling me that the little guy is fixed. We should go and see him when we have time."

"Let's go then."

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In the mechanical settlement, two figures entered Schwarzro's camp and walked to Schwarzro's side.

The language module of the traffic light they assembled yesterday is still intermittent, uttering fragmented words.

"You, Pascal, good, Clara!"

Clara touched the traffic light in front of her, chuckled, and said, "Pascal, good boy, good boy."

Mo Li glanced at Schwarz without showing any emotion.

Schwarzkopf's red camera head glowed brightly, making him look very dangerous.

Mo Li said to Xing Mei, "I have this feeling that Schwarz is going to tear that little robot to shreds."

Schwarz said, "Based on the data collected so far, we conclude that it is recommended that the mechanical units be formatted as Pascal and incorporated into the base network to avoid threatening the property and personal safety of the settlement residents."

Clara sighed after hearing this, and said dejectedly, "Clara understands that this might be the most reasonable choice. But Pascal..."

Xingmei asked, "How's the repair work going?"

Schwarz replied, "Thanks to Clara's efforts, the repair work has been successfully completed."

Clara nodded and said, "Yes, the little guy is lively and energetic now. It's just... there are still some parts that haven't fully recovered."

"What other areas haven't returned to normal?" Xingmei asked.

Clara said, "Let Clara think of how to explain this..."

The robot, named Pascal, spoke in fits and starts.

Mo Li didn't want to repeat it in his mind anymore; he didn't want to hear it again.

Clara said, "Oh, listen, big sister, Pascal is saying hello to you. But... what it's saying is still a bit incoherent."

Schwarz said, "Based on previous inspections, the verification information stored in the core module of the machine is incompatible with the existing hardware."

Furthermore, numerous logical bad sectors were found in the core module of the device. A deep scan revealed a significant amount of informational noise, the content of which is unknown.