Longguo, Dongyang City.
In mid-June, the sun shone brightly, and cicadas chirped incessantly in the trees.
Beneath the tall street trees, seven or eight shops were lined up, one of which had a particularly simple sign.
It was just a broken wooden board with "Dashan Home Appliance Repair Shop" painted on it.
A taxi was parked at the entrance of the shop, and a man in jeans was loading a suitcase into the car. A middle-aged woman in a sun-protection suit stood beside him. A teenager from the repair shop was gently admonishing.
"Xiao Qiu, your dad and I are going away for a few days, and I'm leaving the repair shop to you. Don't overexert yourself. Fix what you can, and leave what you can't until your dad gets back..."
"That's right, don't overexert yourself," the man added after putting away the luggage. "It'll be trouble if you break someone else's things."
The teenager nodded, then asked with a hint of unwillingness, "Dad, are you really not taking me on your trip?"
"You're an adult now, you need to learn to be independent!"
With those words, the man pulled the middle-aged woman into the taxi, and they quickly drove away.
Watching the receding taxi, the teenager sighed, turned, and sat on a nearby sofa, his face a mask of despair.
His name was Jing Mingqiu, and he had just finished his college entrance exams and graduated from high school.
The middle-aged man outside was his father, Jing Dashan, and the woman beside him was his mother, Zhao Cui.
According to them, they had worked hard for most of their lives and hadn't had a chance to see the world. Now that Jing Mingqiu had grown up, they could finally relax and go on a vacation.
"This is just like being a panda before the college entrance exams and a stray cat after," Jing Mingqiu was complaining furiously when a emotionless mechanical voice suddenly echoed in his mind, and a semi-transparent panel appeared before his eyes.
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Black Technology System.]
[Current System Level: Level 1]
[Current Research Points: 0]
[The host can increase the system level by accumulating research points.]
[As the system level increases, more functions will be unlocked.]
[Current Function: C-class Home Appliance Modification Scan.]
[Newbie Gift Pack has been issued, please check it.]
"It's a system! That's great!"
As a veteran reader of countless online novels, Jing Mingqiu was no stranger to systems. After his initial excitement, he quickly calmed down and began to study it seriously.
"Black Technology System. Judging by the name, it should be for creating various high-level technological products."
"It's currently Level 1, and it needs research points to upgrade. But where can I get research points?"
"Based on the system's functions, it should be by upgrading and modifying electronic products to obtain research points..."
Influenced by numerous online novels, Jing Mingqiu quickly figured out how to use the system and also claimed the newbie gift pack, which gave him a skill book called "Master of Precision Machining."
To grind what machines cannot grind, to saw what equipment cannot saw; holding a file, one can file an aircraft carrier, a piece of heaven and earth—that is a Master of Precision Machining. In today's China, few such figures exist.
When he first saw the description of the Master of Precision Machining below the skill book, Jing Mingqiu thought it was an exaggeration. Only when he actually obtained this ability did he realize the power of a Master of Precision Machining.
With his eyes as a ruler and his hands as scales, whether it was a wrench or a screwdriver, it was like an extension of his own body.
Jing Mingqiu took out the knock-off phone he had been using for three years and prepared to make it his first modification target.
[Scanning...]
[Target product is a Class A home appliance, exceeding modification range.]
[Please host upgrade system level as soon as possible.]
Upon discovering that the phone exceeded the modification level, Jing Mingqiu did not give up. Instead, he turned and scanned all the home appliances in the shop.
"The phone won't work, and the computer won't work either. For my first modification, do I have to just fix a broken radio?"
As Jing Mingqiu was hesitating whether to modify the TV or the radio first, a little chubby boy ran in, carrying a drone, panting.
"Uncle Jing, Uncle Jing, please help me take a look! My drone is broken again! I was flying it, and it suddenly lost control and crashed into a tree with a bang! I picked it up and found that the propeller wasn't spinning."
"Little fatty, my dad went on a trip. Why is your drone broken again?"
Little fatty's full name is Sun Heng. He is a childhood friend of Jing Mingqiu and a regular customer at the shop. He uses an old drone that breaks down every few days.
While greeting him, Jing Mingqiu habitually scanned the drone.
[Scanning...]
[Name: Mini-2 Small Unmanned Aerial Vehicle]
[Propulsion System: Slight wear on coils, material can be replaced.]
[Control System: Three chips burned out, electronic pathways obstructed, chips can be replaced.]
[……]
[Scan Result: Modifiable]
Seeing these four words, Jing Mingqiu's eyes lit up instantly. Compared to fans, televisions, and radios, a drone, which sounded high-end, was much more to his liking.
Upon hearing Jing Mingqiu's words, Sun Heng was stunned and quickly looked around the shop. "Ming Ge, when will Uncle Jing be back? I have a drone obstacle race tomorrow morning!"
"My dad and mom are on their honeymoon and won't be back for a while. If you need it urgently, I can give it a try?"
"Forget it," Sun Heng refused decisively. "I clearly remember that the last time my drone broke, you tried to fix it. You spent a long time on it, not only did you not fix it, but you also cracked the wing. It took Uncle Jing a lot of effort to fix it!"
Seeing Sun Heng about to leave, Jing Mingqiu quickly patted his chest and guaranteed.
"As the saying goes, after three days of acquaintance, one should be looked at with new eyes. Give me the computer. If I can't fix it, I'll pay for a new one."
"It's a deal," Sun Heng agreed eagerly. "The new drone doesn't have to be too good, a General III series will do!"
Jing Mingqiu smiled and punched Sun Heng on the shoulder. "Go, go, go. I haven't even fixed it yet, and you're already thinking about your new drone."
Sun Heng chuckled. "It's just that I believe in your skills, Ming Ge. You definitely wouldn't bear to make me compete with an old machine, right..."
"Alright, stop your chatter," Jing Mingqiu interrupted Sun Heng, pointing towards the shop door. "How do I fix the drone? This is a secret passed down in my family. Hurry up and get out, and close the door behind you."
After casually finding an excuse to send Sun Heng away, Jing Mingqiu eagerly picked up a screwdriver and completely disassembled the drone.
With the support of the Master of Precision Machining skill, the modification went very smoothly. In less than two hours, all modifications were completed.
To replace the burned-out chips, Jing Mingqiu, guided by the system, used discarded appliances in the shop to manually create a miniature photolithography machine to engrave three higher-precision chips.