An Unscientific Marvel Scientist

"Jingle jingle jingle jingle!!!"

The harsh alarm clock rang crazily, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.

In a slightly messy room, a rough little hand stretched out from under the quilt, skillfully grabbed the alarm clock by the bed, and cut off its ringing.

"Click."

As the alarm clock was cut off, a monkey playing idol at the head of the bed was pulled by something, and fell straight backwards, with the back of its head precisely hitting an inconspicuous button behind it.

Immediately afterwards, there was a soft sound of mechanical transmission, and the bed board of the bed where the owner of the little hand was sitting collapsed, and Kraft Lee, who was still in a hazy state, fell down without any suspense.

Then……

"what----!!!!!!"

The screams that were harsher than the previous alarm clock kept ringing, and Kraft, who was so shocked that he was completely dizzy, covered his ears and sat up suddenly from a pile of screaming chickens.

...

Kraft rubbed his chicken coop, and staggered down the stairs. At this time, his mind was still buzzing, and coupled with the low blood sugar when he got up early, he might not be able to do it for a while. Come back to God.

Dizzy and relying on his old habits, Kraft walked to the table with drunken steps and sat down, staring at the table in a daze, and yawned from time to time.

It wasn't until Kraft's adoptive father, Mr. Li, put breakfast in front of him, that he shivered and returned from the fugue.

"It seems that the new way of waking up that you prepared for yourself works well." Mr. Li took out two bottles of milk from the refrigerator, put one of them in front of Kraft, and added: "It's just a bit noisy, I Everyone downstairs was taken aback."

"Bread and milk again..."

Kraft ignored the topic of his adoptive father, but picked up a baguette and took a bite, complaining indistinctly.

"We are Chinese. Even if we don't have preserved egg porridge and pancakes, we should at least eat steamed stuffed buns and soy milk!"

"I'm sorry, Kraft, I can't do any of those things."

Mr. Li smiled and sat opposite Kraft, and also picked up a baguette and gnawed on it.

"So you should hurry up and find me a mother," Kraft urged, waving the battered baguette, "It must be a Chinese woman who can cook."

"You urge me to get married all day long, just to find a cook for yourself?"

Mr. Li's face was dark, and the baguette in his hand lost its fragrance in an instant.

"That... isn't there a saying that goes like this..." Kraft shrank his head and argued stiffly: "Hmm... If you have milk, you are a mother? That's right! That's it!"

"Oh... that's not how you use it..."

Mr. Li sighed helplessly, his words were full of exhaustion.

"Oh, that's pretty much what it means." Kraft waved his hands with a smile, "Just understand the spirit."

"If you really want to eat buns and fried dough sticks, I can help you order food at Fumanlou."

Although Kraft is only his adopted son, the friendship between the two of them is not as simple as adopting and being adopted, so Mr. Li treats Kraft and his own son no differently.

"Forget it," Kraft resolutely refused, "The price of Fatty Liao's shop is too low, and I can't afford it."

"It's still affordable." Mr. Li showed a gratified smile on his face. "I can be considered a rich man now. I don't have to save as much as before. Besides, can't you make money yourself? If you are greedy, go to Fumanlou to have a good meal by yourself."

"Forget it, the bread is pretty good," Kraft stuffed the baguette in his hand into his mouth, and then swallowed it with two mouthfuls of milk.

"The little money I earned is not even enough to buy new materials. As for Martin, you should keep your money to help those people in FEAST."

After quickly finishing his breakfast, Kraft picked up the schoolbag on the side and walked quickly to the door.

"I'm going to school first."

Completely ignoring Martin Lee's roar behind him.

"Hey! You haven't washed yet!"

"Washing your face and brushing your teeth is so troublesome..."

Kraft, who walked out of the house, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket, threw it into his mouth and chewed it, then wiped it on his face and hair a few times with his hands indiscriminately, and it was done.

At this time, the school bus used to pick up and drop off students also appeared at the corner of the street.

"Well, the time is just right."

Kraft looked at the time on his watch and nodded in satisfaction.

"My screaming chicken battle was a big success~~~ It was a bit too shocking..."

Thinking of the horrible experience of struggling to get up from a group of screaming chickens just now, Kraft couldn't help shivering.

"Sure enough, we still need to optimize it further."

"Hey! Kraft! This way!"

When he boarded the school bus, he was immediately greeted by acquaintances. The person who called him was also a yellow-skinned Chinese. He was the young owner of Fumanlou mentioned earlier, that is, Fatty Liao in Kraft's mouth.

"Good morning, David."

While greeting other students, Kraft walked to David Liao and sat down.

"You were actually waiting for the school bus ahead of schedule today, so did the Screaming Chicken operation succeed?"

Fatty Liao with a smile on his face asked impatiently before Kraft could sit still.

"Success is success... It's just that the trauma is a bit big... It needs to be improved."

There was an indescribable expression on Kraft's face.

"Oh... what a pity, I wanted to help you sell this wake-up system to Phyllis and the others earlier."

Fatty Liao said with regret.

"Come on," Kraft gave him a blank look, "Didn't I tell you a long time ago that I have to go to their house to modify this thing, which is very troublesome and has no value for sale at all."

After a pause, Kraft squinted at Fatty Liao, and asked, "Your Liao is short of money again? You actually like my commission... It seems that no new games have been released recently, right? Comic magazines It was only released three days ago... What new treasures are you looking at?"

Hearing Kraft's question, Fatty Liao, who had been smiling, changed his expression instantly, and complained to him with grief and anger: "It's not my mother! What a good cleaning, they found all my treasures! But After my arguments, my parents agreed that I would redeem all those treasures at the original price!"

The collection that Fatty Liao was talking about was actually Playboy, a well-known magazine, but Fatty Liao had a very picky eye, and he would never collect any cover girl who didn't suit his taste.

But Uncle Liao and Aunt Liao were willing to let him redeem those magazines...

It really deserves to be a black shop! Even my own children are not spared!

"It deserves it!"

Not long after his fourteenth birthday, Kraft, whose interest has not yet shifted to girls, still can't understand Fatty Liao's pursuit.

A woman who can't cook is not as useful as a hex wrench!

"Then you haven't made any new inventions recently?"

Fatty Liao hugged Kraft tearfully and did not let go.

"If you really can't do it, you can make some brain-breaking artifacts and mechanism locks, and I'll sell them to other middle schools!"

"don't want!"

Kraft resolutely refused. In order to raise funds, he used to make brain-breaking artifacts and mechanism locks, and he almost vomited. Now hearing these two names makes him sick.

"Don't be like this... I can't live without my treasure!"

Fatty Liao put his arms around Kraft's waist and began to howl.

"David, don't worry, when you are about to die, I can lend you my treasure to look at and renew your life, how about it? Enough friends?"

An African-American student with the same hobbies as Fatty Liao gloated and joked in their black-specific machine-gun speech.

"roll!"

Fatty Liao gestured the middle finger to the bad friend, and said righteously: "The black girls with big asses in your collection can't be admired by labor and management!"

"Hey! David! I won't allow you to insult my goddess!"

Then two old color critics with different skin colors had a debate on their respective aesthetic standards.

But soon, Fatty Liao was killed by the black brother who said, "What's the use of talking so much, anyway, all your treasures have been confiscated."

Only then did he remember his original purpose, and once again hugged Kraft's waist and began to cry miserably.

Kraft was really impatient with Fatty Liao, and said to him: "The magic weapon and mechanism lock are definitely gone, but I have some new ideas recently. When the equipment I ordered arrives in a few days, we will Just start working, and when the time comes, I will put the video on the Internet to see how it responds.”

"That's up to you, brother!"

Fatty Liao patted Kraft on the back hard, and Kraft rolled his eyes back, ignoring him.

But the other students became excited at this time, and they all came over and asked.

"Craft, do you have any new inventions?"

"Can you tell me what kind of invention it is?"

"Don't be too expensive. The toilet robot you invented last time is too expensive. I can't afford it at all."

"That thing wasn't sold to us in the first place, it was sold to customers of Skillful Hands Channel. I heard that there are quite a few people who bought it."

"It's nice to have money..."

"Yeah yeah……"

The Vantas Middle School where Kraft is located is not a famous school. Most of the students in it are from ordinary families, and the rest are children of other ethnicities like Kraft and Fatty Liao. Most of them are composed of Asians, so many Asians in New York are willing to send their children to this school.

Although the United States shouts slogans such as equal human rights all day long, it is actually bullshit. Non-white people are treated differently in this country.

When he escaped from the Magia Gang with Martin Lee, Kraft often encountered the ugly faces of those people, so after Martin Lee made money, he established the FEAST homeless shelter to help the poor, Kraft suggested not to accept white people, but Martin rejected it.

It's a pity that I still don't have the ability to create those magical props, otherwise I must show them to the guys from the Magia Gang!

Recalling the tragic experience back then, Kraft secretly gritted his teeth at the culprit, the Magia Gang.