Chapter 7: Skill Is Awesome

With Ms. Shen as this "wealthy family," the subsequent procedures were too simple. Under a single call from Ms. Shen, less than an hour later, the "new car" before him became Qin Yun's property.

Although Ms. Shen repeatedly emphasized that the car's engine and transmission were undoubtedly damaged and beyond repair, Qin Yun, despite his doubts, decided to trust his own skill.

Whether this turned out to be a lucky find or a pile of scrap iron depended entirely on whether he could repair the engine and transmission after disassembling them.

If he could, he'd make a fortune; if not, he'd treat it as a fifty-thousand-yuan loss—after all, even as scrap, the car's parts could fetch him over a hundred thousand.

"Mr. Qin, shall I help you transport the car?"

"Sister Shen, let me make a quick call first."

Qin Yun pulled out his phone, found a number, and dialed. During his time at North China Institute of Science and Technology, he had been well-liked and made many friends; one of them, after graduation, joined Tuhu Yangche under the pretense of a side business.

Over the years, he'd heard this friend had done exceptionally well and opened two branches in Beijing.

To repair a car, just like fixing an instrument, he needed tools—he couldn't do it without them, and car repair especially required a vast array of specialized tools he couldn't possibly buy himself, since he'd never use them again after this.

The friend on the other end, upon hearing his request, agreed without hesitation.

"Come to the Tuhu shop in Sanlitun—I've got eight workstations there. I'll have someone reserve one for you. Take as long as you want."

After hanging up, Qin Yun asked Ms. Shen to have the car towed over on a flatbed.

Soon, the car was dragged to the Tuhu shop in Sanlitun. Qin Yun jumped off the flatbed and curiously surveyed the place. To run such a large auto care shop in Sanlitun, Shen Hu must have truly made it big.

Eight workstations lined up in a row, occupying a massive area. The shop entrance was packed with cars, always in active operation, with new vehicles arriving constantly; the staff were visibly overwhelmed.

Qin Yun's gaze finally settled on the workstation farthest to the left.

"Old Qin, long time no see."

As he surveyed the place, a sturdy young man walked out from inside the shop.

Qin Yun looked at him and smiled: "Ah Hu, you haven't turned your side job into your main one, have you?"

Shen Hu's eyes shifted to the flatbed beside Qin Yun, where the battered Land Rover was impossible to ignore.

"Not at all. A side job stays a side job—I can't just abandon my main job. The company pays my social insurance and five insurances and one fund. I still need my housing fund to buy a house someday."

Hearing this irrelevant reply, Qin Yun felt a black line form across his forehead.

"You're here to repair a car—this one, right?"

Qin Yun nodded and had the mechanic unload the vehicle, then dismissed the shop's technician.

Shen Hu frowned: "I don't even need to open the hood—I can tell the engine is dead."

Qin Yun looked surprised: "You know how to repair cars?"

Shen Hu rolled his eyes: "Who are you looking down on? I'm the shop owner, after all. I can't fix complex stuff, but basic car repairs? I've got them down."

"Haha, Boss Shen, awesome."

"Cut the flattery," Shen Hu said, turning to Qin Yun. "I run an auto care shop—we don't fix engines."

"I'm not asking you to," Qin Yun waved dismissively.

Shen Hu's face went blank at this. Seeing his expression, Qin Yun asked: "Is there a problem?"

"Old Qin, are you doing auto repair or am I? I'm getting more confused by the second."

This time it was Qin Yun who rolled his eyes: "Why not? Can't I teach myself?"

"Pfft, bullshit," Shen Hu called over a thirty-something worker. "Wang Shi, check this car out for my friend—can it be fixed?"

Wang Shi handed his tools to a younger man and walked over. He hoisted the car onto the workstation, inspected it thoroughly, then shook his head: "Boss, the engine is dead—needs a full replacement. The transmission too. Everything else can be repaired, but I don't see the point. A new engine and transmission alone would cost nearly half the price of a whole car. Add in all the other parts, and it's cheaper to buy a brand-new one."

Shen Hu turned to Qin Yun and shrugged: "You heard him. Replacing it is better than repairing."

"I'm still going to try," Qin Yun smiled. After all, he'd paid two hundred thousand for this car.

"You're insane," Shen Hu muttered, exasperated but no longer arguing. "What's your budget?"

"One hundred thousand."

Hearing this, not just the mechanics but even Shen Hu were utterly speechless.

Wang Shi shook his head without hesitation: "Even if the engine and transmission weren't broken, fixing all the other damage would cost more than that."

"Alright then, Ah Hu, you mind your own business—I'll start disassembling."

Qin Yun walked to the workstation, eyed the repair tools. Though he'd never touched them before, he felt an uncanny familiarity—as if he'd used them countless times. It was an almost instinctive sense.

And the exact process of dismantling a car? He already had a complete mental blueprint.

"Fine. If you need anything, call me inside. Use this workstation as long as you want—or ask Wang Shi for help. Wang Shi, this is my friend."

Wang Shi nodded: "Understood, Boss."

Qin Yun thanked him, and Shen Hu walked off inside.

Wang Shi watched Qin Yun pick up the tools, puzzled: "The other parts are secondary. The engine's dead—what are you going to do about that?"

Qin Yun didn't turn around. He circled the car once. "Let's see if I can fix the engine too."

(⊙_⊙)??

Wang Shi felt like he'd heard a ridiculous joke: "You said what? Repair the engine?"

Qin Yun tapped the hood, sighed: "Whether it can be fixed depends on how bad the damage is." Then he began operating the hydraulic lift with practiced ease, adjusting the car to the right height. Without hesitation, he grabbed the pneumatic wrench and found a bolt hole, driving it in.

Wang Shi smirked. Though the man's movements looked smooth and competent, repairing an engine was pure fantasy—like a joke.

Engines could be repaired, yes—but that required truly cutting-edge expertise. After all, some people couldn't even figure out a tangram.

Wang Shi didn't believe this friend of the boss had such ability. So he decided to stand nearby—partly to prevent accidents, partly to watch the spectacle, so he could tell the story later.

Qin Yun's movements were unnervingly skilled—no wasted motion.

Wang Shi could handle basic disassembly himself, but he couldn't match the fluidity, the efficiency. Every removed part was neatly placed beside him.

A true expert reveals himself at first glance.

Just from the disassembly process alone, Wang Shi judged Qin Yun to be a master. His pneumatic wrench's speed and torque were perfectly controlled. His initial disdain had faded by half. Still, he couldn't believe Qin Yun could repair the engine—car structure and engine repair were entirely different domains.

Anyone who's repaired cars knows: once a person enters flow state, their focus becomes absolute, and time loses all meaning.

From afternoon until the next morning when the shop opened, the entire Land Rover Defender had been completely dismantled. All parts lay neatly arranged on the floor, leaving the arriving staff stunned. One whispered: "Is this guy a robot? Took down a Land Rover overnight—so badass."

Shen Hu didn't come today, but he called—he's still got to work.

After Master Wang arrived at work and saw the scene, his expression went slack.

"That… you… stayed up all night?"

Qin Yun looked up and smiled: "Master Wang, good morning."

Then he pulled out a handwritten list and handed it to Master Wang: "Master Wang, I need your help with something."

Master Wang took the list—it listed a pile of parts, with full model numbers and dimensions, extremely detailed—but it contained no components related to the engine or transmission.

"Looks like he gave up. I told you, if you could fix the engine, that'd be ridiculous."

Qin Yun didn't care what Master Wang thought inside—he just said: "Master Wang, please help me procure all these parts. I've already spoken with your General Shen—you can call him to confirm later."

Master Wang nodded, then paused and asked: "No problem, but what about the engine and transmission? Not fixing those?"

"Set the engine and transmission aside for now," Qin Yun shook his head. "Just help me get all these parts first."

Master Wang assumed Qin Yun was too proud to admit defeat, so he didn't press further—he nodded and said: "Alright, I'll go procure them right away."

Qin Yun smiled: "Thanks for your trouble."

Master Wang hurried off. Qin Yun stared at the unrecognizable car before him, his mouth stretching ear to ear, his heart bursting with joy—he'd scored a steal. The engine was indeed broken, but he could fix it; the transmission issue was even smaller—just replace a few clutch plates and sensors.

The main damage was to the engine. To repair it, there were only two options: go through official channels, or find an identical engine.

Official channels were out of the question—they didn't offer this service at all. That left only one path: finding an identical engine. Fortunately, this latest update of the Land Rover Defender hadn't changed the engine at all!

"Old Qin, how's it going?"

Shen Hu's voice came from outside!

Qin Yun's eyes lit up—he grabbed Shen Hu by the neck: "Ah Hu, get me a scrapped identical engine!"

Shen Hu blinked: "An engine?"

Then he realized: "You're actually serious about fixing it?"

"Of course I am! Just tell me—can you get one? If you can, this car can be brought back from the dead!"

Shen Hu thought for a moment: "Wait for my news."

Qin Yun nodded and punched him lightly on the chest.

"Good. Wait for your good news—I'm heading back. I'm exhausted!"

Back at the hotel, he ate breakfast, took a shower, and slept. When he woke up refreshed, it was already noon. Without hesitation, he headed straight for Beijing West Station to catch a high-speed train to Badaling Great Wall Station.

Because that morning, the system's check-in task had refreshed again.

【Check-in task released: Host must arrive at Badaling Great Wall, walk from the Gate of the Pass to the Twelfth Tower North—check-in complete.】