When disaster struck, I became a big shot surviving in the ocean.
Chapter 32 Grandma Taozi of the Mechanical Recycling Factory

Although it’s called a factory, in reality, it’s just a pile of shacks on the sandy beach by the sea, but it covers quite a large area.

It is situated at the most remote corner of Sapphire Island, usually deserted; the coastline as far as the eye can see is littered with mechanical junk.

Many pieces of mechanical junk had lost their color, revealing the robust brass and silver colors inside.

Chen Qing noticed that most of the machinery here was huge, clumsy, and slow.

Quite a few machines were still being tested and operated, the roar of the machines, the movement of gears, and the clanging of metal, giving off a primeval sense as if they were just born.

The entire recycling plant exuded an ancient and outdated atmosphere, full of nostalgia, completely different from the glamorous style of other parts of Sapphire Island.

This place was called the Mechanical Garbage Yard, and it truly lived up to its name.

This junk, should all be products from the last century, right?

"Don’t judge by its rough appearance, you can still find quite a few good things if you look closely,"

One-eyed touched his nose, feeling a bit ashamed, not daring to look at Chen Qing.

It did indeed look a bit rough.

Who’s to blame, since Grandma Taozi refuses to tidy up the place, and instead always likes to fiddle with those old antiquities.

"No problem."

Chen Qing shook his head and put on a pair of gloves, ready to start bargain hunting in the Mechanical Recycling Factory.

Even if those were indeed last century’s products, Chen Qing believed that he could still find something useful here.

"Grandma Taozi, I’ve brought a guest,"

One-eyed shouted out loud before they even reached the entrance of the recycling factory.

The island’s residents, whether pirates or civilians, generally showed Grandma Taozi a lot of respect.

Grandma Taozi was held in high esteem on Sapphire Island, and many people had been taken care of by her in their childhood.

It was said that she had been a pirate when she was young, and everyone privately speculated whether Grandma Taozi had some kind of hidden identity.

However, after all these years, Grandma Taozi had never shown anything out of the ordinary.

"I heard your voice from afar."

An old woman leaning on a cane walked out of the house, and Chen Qing immediately noticed Grandma Taozi’s eyes.

She was blind, presumably from poisoning.

As for what kind of poison, Chen Qing was unable to judge, but it was definitely not easy to treat.

"Pick whatever you like, everything is the same price, 2 copper coins per pound,"

Grandma Taozi said with a smile, her tone gentle.

Although she couldn’t see, Grandma Taozi could still accurately pinpoint Chen Qing’s location.

Grandma Taozi’s appearance couldn’t be described as kind; she even looked a bit fierce, but she still gave off the vibe of a friendly neighborhood grandma.

The price was indeed very low, especially for those with discerning eyes and skills.

"Grandma Taozi, didn’t you say some things were broken? She happens to be a Mechanic and could fix them,"

One-eyed winked at Chen Qing, hurriedly speaking up.

"Would that be a bother?"

Grandma Taozi looked at Chen Qing with some concern; she had many old things that many Mechanics didn’t want to spend time repairing.

She couldn’t afford it either.

"Not at all."

Chen Qing’s tone remained flat, reassuring her.

"Then I’ll trouble you. The things are over there, I—"

Grandma Taozi did not refuse One-eyed’s kindness; the guest had already been invited, it would seem pretentious to say more.

"Grandma, I’ll take her there, all the tools are over there too, right?"

One-eyed hurriedly said.

"Yes."

Grandma Taozi stood still, slowly nodding her head.

"..."

Chen Qing glanced at Grandma Taozi’s feet—she had a problem there too, an old injury from years past.

"Can you make something like that on your leg for Grandma Taozi?"

"I don’t have money, but whatever you want to do on the island, we can offer assistance."

As One-eyed walked, he whispered to Chen Qing.

After they were abandoned by the pirate group, it was Grandma Taozi who took them in, patiently caring for them until they could fend for themselves.

"Let’s see what’s here first."

Chen Qing didn’t refuse outright; she indeed needed the help of the island’s natives.

One-eyed brought Chen Qing to a parking spot for machinery, where there was an enormous oval-shaped mechanical object, which somewhat resembled a torpedo from its exterior.

Chen Qing looked at the machinery, narrowing her eyes.

Of course, she knew what it was—it was similar to an Underwater Explorer.

However, compared to an Underwater Explorer, this machine could be called an ancient version; it might be more appropriate to refer to it as a submarine.

It was an ancient version explorer comprised of numerous Mechanical Creations.

For Chen Qing, repair was not difficult.

But for such a large machine, the time required wouldn’t be short; just a full inspection would take quite a bit of time.

"Well, don’t worry, we’ll all help!"

One-eyed, who had tricked Chen Qing into coming, was filled with guilt—as he had sworn at the time that the repair would be simple, but the reality was...

Chen Qing gave him a glance, with no intention of blaming him.

For her, this was still quite a challenge. How much experience could this ancient big guy bring her?

"You should have a mechanic here; let her come out and help."

Without saying much more, Chen Qing quickly removed her coat and crawled into the submarine to start checking its issues hands-on.

This should be the job of the people from the Mechanical Recycling Factory.

"Just a moment, just a moment, I’ll call someone immediately!"

Seeing that Chen Qing was willing to help, One-eyed’s way of addressing her changed, and he became utterly obsequious.

One-eyed ran off quickly to call for help, while Chen Qing, having entered the interior of the submarine, released her spiritual power.

The formless spiritual power wove into a large net, encompassing the entire submarine.

The passive ability, Mechanical Perception, was automatically triggered; at that moment, Chen Qing felt as if she and the entire submarine had merged into one.

Each and every part, each circuit of it, became her flesh and blood; she overlooked it with the perspective of a deity, and everything lay bare before her.

In just an instant, Chen Qing knew where the problem was.

She opened her eyes, gently patted the submarine’s wall, and hooked up the corner of her lips—the elderly big guy was surprisingly resilient.

Chen Qing was indeed a genius in this area. Even if someone else possessed the passive ability of Mechanical Perception, it would take them some time to slowly discern the problem.

But Chen Qing detected all the problems in an instant; she was undoubtedly a genius among geniuses.

Now that she knew what the issues were, Chen Qing immediately began to repair them.

What the Mechanical Recycling Factory was certainly not short of were parts—and Chen Qing always carried her Mechanical Arm, ready to begin repair work at any time.

With a simple rummage through the pile of garbage, Chen Qing found the requisite parts and piping.

If it was to be repaired, then it must be done to perfection—that was one of Chen Qing’s principles of conduct.

Not only did Chen Qing plan to repair it, she also intended to take the opportunity to modify and strengthen it.