Otherworld's Organ Master

Chapter 1 Will this be my world?

The radio on the table made a rattling noise regularly from time to time. No matter how tuned it was, there were only a few words mixed in with the buzzing noise.

"Grandpa, is this the radio that someone sent you to repair today? I'll do it!"

Chang Ming rushed forward, picked up a wrench with his small hand, and tapped twice on the casing of the radio.

The radio was quiet for a few seconds, then the noise grew louder.

"Hehe, Xiao Ming, that's not how you knock." A calloused hand took the wrench from Chang Ming's hand, looked at the radio, and tapped twice.

The noise stopped abruptly, and the clear and cheerful music came out, like a trickling stream, flowing lively in the room.

Little Changming's eyes widened. Grandpa touched his head and said with a smile, "Grandpa didn't knock randomly like you. You should listen carefully before knocking. What is the problem? It's the pins of the capacitor that are loose. Whether there is too much dust or poor contact somewhere, each problem makes a different sound. To solve the problem, you must first know where the problem is."

Chang Ming's eyes widened: "Can you hear it just by listening?"

Grandpa smiled: "Yeah, listen to it hundreds of thousands of times, tap it hundreds of thousands of times, and gradually you will be able to accumulate feelings."

The sun shines in through the cracks in the window, and the dust in the air is seen rolling up and down, showing every detail.What is clearer is Grandpa's face, every wrinkle seems to contain confidence and wisdom.

That was the confidence and wisdom of an eighth-level mechanic.

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"What kind of workers are you still working for now? All young people should go to college and enter a good company!"

"Don't let Xiaoming play with those things anymore, let him study hard and get into a good university!"

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Chang Ming woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes suddenly.

The aftertaste of the dream still lingered in his mind, making him a little less awake.

I haven't dreamed of my grandpa for a long time, I really miss him...

Speaking of which, it's been ten years since Grandpa passed away, and I didn't go to visit his grave in the past two years, so I have to go this year no matter what.

Thinking of the last two sentences in the dream, his mood became a little complicated.

Chang Ming narrowed his eyes and yawned, looking at the ceiling.

!!!

Chang Ming's eyes widened instantly!

Wooden beams, thatched roofs, what a place!This is definitely not his kennel dormitory!

Chang Ming turned over and sat up, looking around.

The scene before falling asleep gradually came to his mind.

Before coma, I was eating noodles in the company dormitory. I finally bought a catty of beef and made beef noodles by myself.

It was about to rain heavily outside, with thunder and lightning, and I was cooking beef in the dormitory, feeling only so happy.

The beef that had been boiled for two hours was delicious and spicy. Just as I was about to eat it, a thunderbolt struck and I lost consciousness.Before he fell into a coma, he only saw the lights flashing twice, and a white light flashed in front of his eyes...

Why did you change places as soon as you woke up?
What he was lying on just now was an earthen kang from a farmer's family. There was a light yellow mat on the kang. The quality of the mat was very good, smooth and soft, with a refreshing coolness. It looked like a high-end product.

But unlike the mat, the whole room is very simple.

This is the kind of earthen house that Chang Ming has seen on TV. The house is made of large bluestones, and the gaps between the stones are smoothed with glue for waterproofing. The roof is covered with wooden beams and covered with thatch.

The light in the room is very dim, only the bamboo windows set up on the wall can reveal a little daylight, barely illuminating the outline of the furniture in the room.There is very little furniture, most of which are made of bamboo, except for a cabinet, there are two chairs.

This is... a farmer's house?
How did I come here?
A silver light flashed in the corner of his eyes, Chang Ming reached out and took out something from the side of the pillow, shocked again.

It had a long, slender metal handle that fit just right in his hand.One end is bent out to form a bayonet, and there is a rotatable bolt next to the bayonet, which is a wrench that can be adjusted in size.This wrench has obviously been used countless times, and the surface has been rubbed with a soft and moist light.

Chang Ming is very familiar with this wrench. It was the one that my grandfather used when he repaired the radio.Later, when Grandpa passed away, it became Grandpa's relic and was accepted by Chang Ming.Grandpa used this wrench all his life. After Chang Ming got it, he rubbed it in his hand from time to time and played with it, thinking of Grandpa.Now that he has arrived in this strange place, why did the wrench come with him?
He picked up the wrench and examined it carefully.Compared with ordinary wrenches, it has higher precision, and there is a small mechanism at the back that can be unscrewed. There is a set of screwdrivers in it, ranging from large to small, with a complete range of models.

This is what Chang Ming is familiar with, other than that, he didn't find any problems.

He clenched the wrench tightly and looked out of the window. Through the bamboo window, he could see a bamboo forest outside the window, swaying in the wind and making rustling sounds.Bright laughter and whispered voices were faintly heard in the distance, but they were too far away to make out anything.

With a creak, the wooden door was pushed, and a little girl poked her head in, looking over with her dark eyes.As soon as she met Chang Ming's eyes, the little girl retracted her head and shouted loudly: "Daddy, the little brother growing on the bamboo is awake!"

Her voice was crisp and sweet, but her words were messed up.The little brother growing on the bamboo?Can people grow on bamboo?
A wall, no, a person walked in.Chang Ming immediately felt that the room was dark.

This man was two meters tall, extremely burly, with stubble all over his face, and his sudden appearance would definitely scare a child to tears.Even Chang Ming couldn't help but clenched the wrench in his hand when he saw him.

The middle-aged strong man said in a low voice: "Wake up—eat!"

Chang Ming was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "Where is this place?"

The strong man said honestly: "This is Jinzhu Village. When everyone went to the mountain to cut bamboo yesterday morning, they saw you hanging on the tree, so they picked you off and picked you up. You must be hungry after sleeping all day and night. Let's eat!" "

Jinzhu Village... I've never heard of this place before.

The little girl also entered the house, and timidly followed behind the strong man, poking her head to look at Chang Ming.The clothes worn by the big and the small are not like modern clothes, there are no buttons or zippers on the whole body, and they are all tied with cloth buckles and cloth belts.

Chang Ming is also a person who has been baptized by the Internet in the E-era, and a thought flashed through his mind immediately——

I crossed?

impossible! !
With a glimmer of hope in his arms, he continued to ask, "Where is Jinzhu Village?"

The strong man said: "Jinzhu Village is in the barren forest mountain. I don't know where it is outside the mountain! Only the village chief has been out in our village. Oh, yes, and Uncle Ping!"

Chang Ming's head was buzzing, Barren Forest Mountain?Another place name I've never heard of.

Sure enough, he crossed over?

And it seems to be a different world that I have never heard of?
Chang Ming's mind was in a mess. He also bragged to others on the Internet, claiming that he would be awesome if he time-traveled, but he never thought that he would time-travel.No Internet, no toilet, no friends, a brand new world that has nothing to do with the past life, how many people can really accept it?
He turned over, jumped up, pushed the strong man away, and rushed out of the house.

Outside the bedroom was an even darker main room, with several large pots in the corner, and something seemed to be soaking in the pots, giving off a pungent smell.

Chang Ming didn't want to look at it, and rushed out of the main room, almost tripping over the high threshold.He managed to stand still, and a black figure only as high as his knees rushed towards him.

Although the black shadow was short, it was not small in strength. Chang Ming hadn't fully stood still, but was hit by it and sat down on the ground.

The thing was still rushing forward, blocked by Chang Ming, crashing into his arms and thumping.

Chang Ming picked up the thing and saw that it was a bamboo "puppy", very simple.The four bamboo slices are equivalent to the limbs, and the two bamboo tubes, one long and one short, are equivalent to the body and head.A piece of fur is randomly wrapped around the head and body, and two small red stones are inlaid on the fur, symbolizing two eyes.

This little bamboo dog is similar to the toys he made himself when he was a child, even rougher, but the key point is that this little bamboo dog can move!

Battery installed?where is the battery
Chang Ming grabbed the bamboo dog and looked over and over.The bamboo dog is very light, and you can tell by the feel that it is definitely not a dry battery.

So is a small lithium battery?
Chang Ming has been very interested in machinery since he was a child. When he became curious for a while, he completely forgot the environment he was in, and concentrated on studying this little bamboo dog.

The strong man came out behind Chang Ming, saw Chang Ming being knocked down with his own eyes, and immediately reprimanded him in a muffled voice: "Huzi, Agen, didn't the village chief tell you not to play trick dogs in the village! Look!" , Hit someone!"

The two children said aggrievedly: "We didn't expect it to come out..."

Chang Ming didn't hear them talking, and couldn't find the battery for a long time, thinking: It's not electric, is it clockwork?But I didn't see the bearing gear...

The little bamboo dog was still bouncing around in his arms. After all, the toy was poorly made. Chang Ming raised his hands, holding the dog's head with one hand and the dog's body with the other, dumbfounded.

The bamboo dog fell apart in his hands. He didn't break it on purpose, but after breaking it, he could see more clearly—no matter the battery or the spring, there was nothing in the dog's body!It's completely empty inside!
How does it move without power?

Chang Ming raised his head in bewilderment, and saw two wrinkled little faces opposite him.The two children stood side by side in front of him, staring blankly at the bamboo dog that was split in two in his hand, its mouth slowly opened wide, revealing two missing front teeth.Immediately afterwards, the two of them cried out loudly, tears streaming down their faces, crying and shouting: "My dog, my dog, was broken by the bad uncle!"

Chang Ming was stunned, looked at the dog in his hand, then at the child in front of him, and wanted to cry too.

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"And mine and mine!"

Chang Ming responded, holding the knife with his index finger and thumb, and steadily sliced ​​off a thin bamboo slice.Two knives are cut at each end of the bamboo slices, so that the bamboo slices show a slightly twisted arc.

Immediately afterwards, he cut off a bamboo stick and drew two knives in the middle of the bamboo slice.

His movements looked casual, but every cut was just right, without any unnecessary movements.

Chang Ming twirled the bamboo stick twice, and handed the freshly baked bamboo dragonfly to the child's hand.

The child took the bamboo dragonfly and said enviously, "Uncle Weird, your hands are so skillful, maybe you can be a mechanism master!"

Chang Ming was taken aback for a moment, the child had already run away.

Two children turned into a dozen, each holding a bamboo dragonfly.As soon as they rubbed their hands together, the bamboo dragonfly was released into the sky, spinning leisurely in the sky, flying in the wind, but not falling down.

The children laughed happily, and their laughter floated down the hillside, covering the whole village.

A villager passed by and smiled honestly: "Brother, you have a really good temper. In fact, you don't need to pay attention to the children's troubles!"

Chang Ming accidentally broke the bamboo dog, which made the two children cry, and after coaxing them for a long time, he finally had to make a bamboo dragonfly to apologize.After all, children are very forgetful. When they saw the bamboo dragonfly, they forgot about the dog. Now that the tears were still hanging on their faces, they raised their heads and laughed.

Are you in a good temper...

Chang Ming recalled what his grandfather said before: "You are a stubborn donkey! If you don't mess with you, you can do anything, but if you do, you'll kick it with one hoof!"

In this world, the person who knows and loves me best is my grandfather who has passed away for many years.

Chang Ming smiled reminiscently, looking down the hillside, he could have a panoramic view of the whole village.

Now he is extremely convinced that he has indeed time-traveled.What he passed through was a new world completely different from the previous one!

The reason why he was able to confirm this immediately was because of the wonderful tools that could be seen everywhere in the village.

For example, if something is being made in the village, it needs to be stirred constantly, so a mechanical arm made of metal is fixed on the wall, and the bent section keeps repeating actions in the basin.

On the other side, there are two metal arms, one with a stone buckled on it, and one with a bamboo wire tied to it, the two sides go up and down, constantly rubbing against each other.

These are all small gadgets, and it doesn't surprise Chang Ming so much—although like the bamboo dog that he broke, no matter how he looks at it, he can't see where the power source for them is.

What shocked Chang Ming the most was that not long ago, there would be a huge shadow in the sky, it was a ship!A big ship about [-] meters long, with masts and anchors, and three layers of white sails!The white sails reflect half-light and half-dark colors in the sun, like layers of white clouds, quietly and slowly supporting the huge ship, passing over the village and disappearing in the clouds.

How did such a big ship fly? !What is its driving force? !

The villagers used to say: "Oh, the government ferry, it will pass by this time every day. There is one in the morning and one in the evening. It is very punctual!"

Tricks... Yes, this ship flying in the sky is called Trick Ferry, and the things you see in front of you are also called Tricks.

Not only that, grinding the bamboo silk and stirring the liquid soaking the bamboo silk is the process of making a kind of bamboo silk called "broken gold thread".Jinzhu Village is named after broken golden bamboo, and the "broken gold thread" carefully processed from broken golden bamboo is also one of the materials for making organs.

Another organ.Organ... What exactly is it?
The village head said that the mechanism is a finished product made by a profession called mechanism division, and the price is quite expensive.In the village, it is mainly used to cooperate with work, and in the city, the mechanism is applied to all aspects of life, and its uses are extremely wide.

I don't know why, most of the mechanisms cannot be mass-produced, but are made by hand by mechanism engineers.Therefore, the status of mechanism division is extremely high, and everyone wants to become a mechanism division.

It can be said that this world is a world belonging to mechanics!
Handcrafted organs...

The world that belongs to the mechanics...

Chang Ming unconsciously rubbed the wrench in his hand, recalling the past in his mind.

Chang Ming's grandfather is an eighth-level mechanic, and he is also the person he admires the most.

Before Chang Ming knew what kind of status an eighth-level mechanic symbolized, he was already dazzled and astonished by the abilities of an eighth-level mechanic.

Chang Ming's parents have been on business trips to various foreign camps for many years, and he grew up with his grandfather.

Grandpa's amazing craftsmanship, confident look, and the respectful eyes of others when they see grandpa gradually set up a goal in Chang Ming's heart——

When I grow up, I also want to be a worker, a great eighth-level mechanic!
With such a goal in mind, Chang Ming has carried out various trainings according to the arrangement of his grandfather since he was a child.

When other children were running wildly in the mountains, Chang Ming practiced basic skills with various tools such as files, wrenches, and measuring rulers.In this way, he became a "freak" in the eyes of his classmates. He never fit in with others and never played with everyone. He was just a "wooden lunatic"!
At any time, he would take a small piece of wood and carve, grind, and grind it over and over again, but he could not see what he carved.

He thought that he would go on like this for the rest of his life, until one day, he became like a grandfather.As a result, something happened in the third grade of junior high school that completely changed his life.

One day in the third grade of junior high school, Chang Ming came home from school.It was a fine spring day, and the sun shone warmly on his body, which made Chang Ming feel very good.

He tightly held the certificate in his hand - it was issued today, and he won the championship in the city's junior high school robot competition!Thinking of the efforts his grandfather had made with him before the game, he couldn't wait to tell his grandfather the news.

Walking to the door of the house, a fierce quarrel came from inside the door.Chang Ming shivered and quietly hid behind the door.

No, that wasn't a quarrel, it was just a one-sided scolding.Chang Ming's mother accused his grandfather of letting Chang Ming play these things all the time, which delayed his studies, and said angrily: "You are also a worker's daughter, these are the basic skills of a worker! Everyone should Will do!"

Mom said: "Dad, your ideas are outdated! What kind of workers are you still working for now? Now young people should go to college and enter a good company!"

Grandpa said: "Nonsense, we are still a developing country, and industry is the top priority. How can there be no need for workers? Listen to me, that's right, Xiaoming wants to be a worker, a good worker!"

Mom said impatiently: "Dad, I can't tell you! Anyway, listen to me, I'm his mother, and I won't hurt him. Don't let Xiaoming play with those things anymore. Let him study hard and get into a good university." !"

Chang Ming hid in the corner and saw Grandpa's profile.He was still fighting for reason, but his eyes were no longer as confident and determined as before, but full of deep helplessness.

For the first time, Chang Ming discovered that his grandfather was old, and his face was full of grooves and traces of time.

Chang Ming quietly walked out the door, sat on the concrete table outside the building, and looked at the sky.

As the sun set, blood-red light spread across the yard.It was only then that Chang Ming discovered that the houses and courtyard walls of this large state-owned factory were already a little dilapidated, showing some signs of decay.

After that, Grandpa really let go and let Chang Ming's mother take full charge of his studies.

Mom doesn't let Chang Ming touch the tools anymore, and keeps him next to the desk every day, besides studying, he still studies.Chang Ming's mind is not bad, but his foundation is too weak. In the end, he was only admitted to an ordinary high school, and three years later, he went to a pheasant university.

He always has a small dream in his heart, no matter how busy he is studying, he never gives up his practice for a day.

When I grow up, I can do whatever I want, right?
But by the time he graduated from university, senior technicians had indeed become a popular profession again, but the floor was full of precision CNC machine tools and cheap assembly line production. The era of old-fashioned craftsman-like technicians has long passed...

Grandpa, did you bring me into this world?

What do you want to tell me?
The children were running around on the hillside, and the little bamboo dragonflies were flying around in the wind, and accompanied by their cheerful laughter, fluttering in the air.

The sky is extremely blue, without a trace of white clouds, it is as translucent as a huge gemstone.

On the mountain road, the sturdy villagers carried thick bamboo poles, chanted chant, and walked down step by step with slow and steady steps.

The bamboo poles and leaves are emerald green with gold patterns interspersed, which is extremely beautiful.This is Broken Golden Bamboo, which can be found all over the mountains and plains behind the village.

The sun shone on the broken golden bamboo, and the golden ripples dazzled Chang Ming's eyes.

His eyes hurt, and memories flooded back like mountains and seas, all about the past when his grandfather taught him the skills of training.

In the end, those fragments of memory slowly disappeared, and Chang Ming's eyes returned to those simple and magical institutions in the village——

Grandpa, will this be my world?
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