《My Classmate is QiLin》The Goddess of Car Repair
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While I was deep in thought, Na-Jia, who had been chatting with Ray, had finished the arrangement and went to Dianthe immediately.
"Your majesty?"
"Ray will be the new area manager in the future. You can ask him for advice and questions whenever you have any problems. You can trust him! He will help you solve this matter. Tomorrow, just go to school as usual and have a good day!"
"Alright."
"Next, I'm leaving! In the future, I may not always come to your side, but you must remember that you are not alone. Here, you can find friends who can help you! Like Christopher right next to you! Just like when you were in danger, he still wanted to help you!"
Dianthe looked at me, into my eyes in a different light, which made my face appear red, I quickly waved my hand to her.
"Uh... it's nothing, I can't do much to help you!"
"Thank you... You are my friend."
She lowered her head a little shyly and gave me a gentle smile. Her black eyes turned into agate eyes again, but the characteristics of the lizard's pupil no longer made me shudder. The feeling it brought to me was replaced by another wonderful feeling...
"Child, why don't you smile at me?""
Na-Jia looked at me jealously. She whispered something in her ear and asked Dianthe to nod her head. Then Na-Jia came directly to me and looked at me through the sunglasses with her golden eyes.
"Christopher!"
Even though she looked cool in her sunglasses, I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was looking meaningfully into my eyes.
"Are you going?"
I looked puzzled, but the thought that she just lost two million dollars and the crazy evening with my new friend gave me some idea of why she was in such a hurry to leave.
"Yes, but we'll see you again, and I'm looking forward to seeing you and Dianthe having a closer relationship next time because you need each other!"
"I will!"
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"Well, I can't afford to waste any more of my time. I must get back before dark!"
Na-Jia solemnly said this to me and walked toward the throne of frost that she had broken.
"This is strange. My throne was fine before. Did something happen mid-travel?"
Na-Jia looked at the broken throne in disbelief, pulling the heavy throne out of the pit, and use an unknown spell to investigate the cause of the malfunction.
Finally, she found a small hole in the base of the frost throne, which was inserted with a strange metal plate. It was about one meter in length and was covered with a grid pattern, which could be seen from the smooth surface as an artifact.
And when Na-Jia pulled out the metal plates that are embedded in the base of the frost throne, it would strike terror into the hearts of those who have been watching, because it has four letters that are so familiar to any American.
N.A.S.A.!
This is America's National Aeronautics and Space Administration (NASA). The metal plate also makes me reminiscent of satellites and space solar panels. It seems to be frozen to the throne because of Na-Jia's outer space flight. It accidentally hit the NASA satellite, causing a failure to fly...
"Man has thrown his own rubbish into outer space. What a nuisance!"
"Outer space!"
"Correct! Incredibly these orbiting gadgets cannot fly on their own! Mankind should make up a way to clean up all their space junk!"
Na-Jia stood, thinking to herself angrily. She didn't know where to begin doing vehicle maintenance or find some repair tools. An idea clicked and she began to expertly take apart the frost throne, or "hood", revealing the strange circuit boards. From time to time she unscrewed and tinkered with the device from the inside out. If not for our close observation, her actions from a distance would look like she was fixing her own private car.
My spirit is a little dull, because of Na-Jia's words. It let me seriously doubt that the world's server is not overloaded, resulting in the world of time and space being in disorder, so that my ordinary life now be totally different.
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The facts presented in just a few minutes make me want to express many words and emotions.
First of all, the Dragon Queen of the different world in the east, she is flew her frost throne to orbit the earth in outer space. It accidentally hit a piece of man-made space junk, resulting in a fall in the United States by accident. After all of this, she herself takes out car repair tool very skillfully and began to repair the frost throne quickly by her self...
Oriental style, plus fantastic creatures, plus space sci-fi + modern city equals today's real world.
This formula makes me feel a little dizzy when it comes to my mind. I'm sure Hollywood screenwriters don't have this much imagination!
"Can you fix it?"
Ray, who had been watching, wanted to help, but when he saw the complex circuit board inside, he gave up.
"Alas, the internal structure is quite complex, there is not a day's worth of time to properly repair this. In the evening before the meeting, I'll have to take it back to China to find someone to repair it!"
Na-Jia looked at the hole in exasperation and then did something that stunned us. She took off her cool sunglasses and smoothed her long, silvery hair down to her waist.
For a moment, I felt the ground shake. Na-Jia, because of the weight on her shoulders, left deep footprints in the ground with every step she took.
Then, she smiled at us lightly, carrying the object with the horrible weight, turned and flew towards the east, all the movements made me a little bit scared.
"Your majesty, you are flying in the wrong direction! The short cut is going west across the Pacific to Asia."
"Hey hey, see me? This bad use of the brain! Haha"
Then Na-Jia turned and flew to the west again. Only Dianthe and Ray remained calm, and only they did not open their mouths to the size of a goose egg.
"Speaking of which, why does this mythical creature fly the frost throne into outer space when she can fly back and forth between the United States and China before dark?"
"Are you stupid? Rich people don't drive luxury cars."
"Oh, that makes sense!"
The two armed soldiers sighed, looking enviously in the direction Na-Jia had left, and imagining the view from high above the frozen throne.
It turned out that what the armed soldiers were sighing about was not the horror of Na-Jia's power, but the "private car" she was driving, which made me, a human being, refresh my world view once again. Only this time because I was refreshed by my peers.
This troublesome matter was over. Dianthe and I were sent to the car by Ray's armed soldiers respectively, and he himself said that he would come to talk with us over the weekend and explain to us personally what happened to him as the new regional director.
I was very excited when he said he wanted me to join the group, just because for some reason he didn't want me to relay what happened today; because, after all, that's what Michael Mundy said.
"The realm of the supernatural is off limits to ordinary people."
I don't feel afraid of Ray; I even like the Black man because of his friendly nature. Though I'm more afraid his rank than Michael Mundy. It may be high, but he at least today, seems more approachable. This can let people understand that Ray is not bullying people. But sometimes with the memory of him showing his tanned muscles, I can not but want to laugh.
But, when I got home, I was not happy, because I saw my mother's angry face standing in front of the door. She stared at me in the armored car and I could that the air is full of her anger and dissatisfaction. Her eyes even looked as fierce as if she had two groups of flames in them...
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