Chapter 4: Either to Show Off or Simply Out of a Love for Fixing Things

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“Looks like big brother’s car is badly damaged; it was brought over on a flatbed truck.”

Ten minutes later.

Wei Xiu heard the engine outside the door.

Information automatically popped into his mind.

[Jianghuai Weilong K7]
[Dewei D25 Engine]
[Torque: 850Nm-900Nm]
[Max horsepower: 180 hp]

However, the viewers in the livestream were skeptical.

“I just don’t buy that you can identify a car by its sound.”
“Definitely peeking through the window.”

New viewers didn’t believe it.

Old viewers were used to it.

“Brother Wei’s like that—he’s got spiritual eyes and super hearing.”
“One look and he could tell the clutch was broken. Do you think he’s an ordinary person?”
“Raise the camera, let him show off a little.”

Wei Xiu picked up his selfie stick and stepped out of the shop.

Outside, sure enough, there was a Jianghuai flatbed truck parked.

Everyone in the livestream exclaimed in awe.

But Wei Xiu’s mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at the big brother who had just stepped down from the passenger seat of the flatbed and almost couldn’t hold back a smile.

“Why are you wearing a short skirt if you’re a girl?”

“It’s me, Brother Wei!”

The girl’s big brother was a bit of a showman; he immediately lit a cigarette upon meeting.

Wei Xiu ignored it and pointed at the flatbed. “Where’s your car?”

“Isn’t this it? This vehicle is mine…”

Before he could finish, Wei Xiu interrupted him.

“I won’t mention anything else for now.”

He stepped forward and patted the truck bed.

“You call this a ‘car’?”

“This is a pile of cars, my friend.”

The camera shifted.

Viewers in the livestream saw the condition of the flatbed’s load.

They all burst out laughing.

“What a shattered ‘car’.”
“Isn’t this just a pile of junk?”
“Hahaha, haters, definitely haters.”
“Driving a car like this takes skill.”

The flatbed was loaded with scattered parts.

If you didn’t look closely, you might think it was just a load of scrap metal.

Some parts were even rusted and pitted.

Only then did the viewers realize—

The girl’s big brother was definitely cross-dressing for effect.

He dragged a pile of scrap metal here and called it a repair job.

Purely to mess with Wei Xiu.

“You brought a battle-damaged vehicle to fix? I won’t even comment.”

Wei Xiu stared at the pile of junk.

Soon, he picked out a wheel-shaped piece of scrap metal.

He looked directly into the girl’s big brother’s eyes.

“What brand is this vehicle, exactly?”

“Why is there a road wheel?!”

The girl’s big brother was a little stunned. “The brand’s hard to say, but the model is Type 59.”

Wei Xiu: “???”

The viewers were also baffled.

CPUs were working overtime; brains nearly crashed.

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From the footage, those parts had nothing to do with cars.

They were green steel structural components.

Very rough and rugged.

Forget about cars.

Even tractors don’t use this kind of material anymore.

But soon, some clever viewers in the livestream figured it out.

“Holy crap! Road wheels! It’s a 59!”
“Could it be that the girl’s big brother is talking about a real tank?”
“I can’t stop laughing. It’s not a Tank 300 or Tank 500.”
“It’s a Type 59 tank!”

When Wei Xiu saw the pile of parts, he realized things were not so simple.

The barrel, road wheels, and idler wheels were all there.

This was a truckload of dismantled Type 59 tank parts.

While he was examining it, the girl’s big brother looked at him with clear eyes.

“I’m planning to open a military museum.”
“This vehicle was legally acquired as a scrapped vehicle.”
“I want to restore it as an exhibit.”
“Can it be repaired, Brother?”

The livestream exploded.

This stunt was brilliant.

Some said it was a hip joint; others said a gate latch.

The girl’s big brother asked, “Can a tank be fixed?”

Brother Wei confidently replied, “Yes, it can!”

At that moment, the two finally met.

Eye to eye, both baffled.

“Fix it? Yeah, right!”
“This is way beyond the scope.”
“We wouldn’t mind fixing a car, but you bring a tank over just to mess around.”
“Gotta admit, the girl’s big brother knows how to make an impression.”
“He’s got the credentials—he drives a Type 59 tank.”
“Brother Wei’s face turned green; his defenses are down.”
“A maintenance career disaster—finally met something he can’t fix.”

The livestream went wild.

Haters and abstract fans celebrated fiercely.

No surprise.

Wei Xiu had been too strong before.

He had never encountered machinery he couldn’t fix.

Some old fans had followed since day one and never missed an episode.

From small kettles to televisions,

from washing machines to refrigerators,

Wei Xiu always knew the problem at a glance.

It was like cheating.

Today, finally, a tough challenge appeared, and everyone was rooting for his failure.

But Wei Xiu paid no mind to the taunting viewers, hiding his skill and fame.

This vehicle originally sold for four hundred thousand yuan.

There was certainly enough maintenance points.

It could be repaired, but not necessary.

This thing was totally damaged; repairing it from top to bottom would be a huge effort.

Just for four hundred thousand maintenance points?

Not worth it.

No need to pretend otherwise.

But just as he was about to send the customer away, a line of text suddenly flashed in his mind.

[Type 59-1 Medium Tank]
[12V Water-cooled Diesel Engine]
[382 kilowatts]

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[100mm Rifled Gun]
[7.62mm Machine Gun]
[…]
[Limited-time mission activated: Complete the repair to earn ten times maintenance points!]

Wei Xiu was slightly stunned.

A new mechanism?

In other words—

Repairing this tank would earn four million maintenance points.

If you’re going to play games like this, Commander,

then I’m not sleepy anymore.

Four hundred thousand maintenance points is tasteless.

Four million maintenance points—I’ll strike hard.

With this thought,

a faint trace of arrogance appeared on Wei Xiu’s face.

“I’m not trying to show off; I just genuinely love fixing things. If it can be fixed—”

“????”

In the livestream.

The comment stream exploded.

“The streamer’s talking nonsense now.”
“Just trying to make a show, right?”
“I’d believe you were Qin Shi Huang before I believe you can fix a tank.”

For a moment,

the viewers couldn’t tell if Wei Xiu was joking or serious.

But fixing a tank was just too abstract.

Besides, the girl’s big brother didn’t bring a broken tank.

He brought a pile of parts.

This vehicle was probably older than Wei Xiu’s father.

Fixing it was harder than installing an elevator on Mount Everest.

The girl’s big brother himself knew he was pushing it and quickly backtracked.

“Brother Wei, I’m not trying to make things difficult for you.”
“Anyway, it’s just for display.”
“As long as it looks somewhat decent, you can fix it however you want.”

Wei Xiu glanced at the comment stream and said seriously,

“I can fix it, but it’ll take some time.”

The girl’s big brother was deeply moved. “That’s fine!”

“How about this—come pick up the vehicle in three days.”

After he spoke, the comment stream maxed out and began to lag.

No surprise.

Everyone thought Wei Xiu was showing off too much.

Fixing a tank was questionable enough.

And three days? Come on.

What kind of family dares to brag like that?

“66666”
“Is the streamer tricking the girl’s big brother like he’s Japanese?”
“Streamer, give it up. You won’t figure it out.”
“Tanks don’t even have clutches, you know.”
“Three days, huh?”
“If it’s not fixed in three days, I’m reporting the streamer.”
“If you fix it, I’ll eat poop standing on my head.”

Wei Xiu: “Admins, note down the IDs of the hungry viewers.”

“???”

“No streams for a few days. Once the tank is fixed, I’ll invite all those who said they’d eat poop on mic. Remember to bring your own crap.”