Chapter 1: Everything Can Be Cultivated

“Boss, there’s a part of me that breaks after just three minutes. Can you fix it?”
“I don’t feel a spark with her anymore. Can you fix that?”
“My brain’s broken. Can you fix it?”

On the Soundwave streaming platform—

As Wei Xiu tightened the final screw, the audience erupted into their usual antics.

On the live stream, Wei Xiu handed the kettle back to the old man.

“I’ll charge you ten yuan.”

The elderly man gratefully pulled out a ten-yuan note, placed it on the table, and left with a contented smile.

Viewers, seeing Wei Xiu’s modest fee, immediately declared him a man of conscience.

“Wow, that took ages—ten yuan doesn’t even cover the labor.”
“If Wei isn’t in this town, it might as well fold.”
“Maybe this is the meaning of live streaming!”
“May good people lead peaceful lives.”
“Can you make enough for rent in a day?”
“With prices like that, he must be strapped for cash.”

Wei Xiu couldn’t help but laugh at the barrage of comments about his fees.

To be honest, with the current popularity of the shop, he only made three to four hundred a day. After rent and expenses, it wasn’t enough to live on. Yet he persisted in running his repair shop.

Why?

Because he was kind.

And—he had his System Bro.

A glint flashed in his eyes.

Wei Xiu entered his system.

[Everything Can Be Repaired System]
[Welcome back, Host]

Half a year ago, Wei Xiu had crossed into this parallel world. The first thing he noticed upon waking up was that a certain part of his body had grown a few centimeters longer. More importantly, System Bro was with him.

In the next instant, a blue light flashed.

[Repaired electric kettle, gained 46 experience points]
[Current experience: 2,883,000]

This was a system that awarded experience for every repair. The amount depended on the value of the item.

Like just now—46 experience points meant the old man’s kettle was worth 46 yuan.

In half a year, Wei Xiu had accumulated 2,663,000 yuan in repairs. This meant that his skill could now handle any item worth up to 2,663,000 yuan.

The more he repaired, the higher the value, the more experience he gained.

So, Wei Xiu didn’t run this little shop for the money—he was here to build up experience.

Lost in thought, he was interrupted by the rumble of an engine outside the shop.

—

Moments later, blue text appeared in Wei Xiu’s mind.

[8-Speed Wet Dual-Clutch]
[Front-Engine Four-Wheel Drive]
[4.0T]
[549 Horsepower]

Such phenomena had been happening ever since System Bro appeared. Any machine within his repair range—whether he heard it or saw it—its specs would immediately pop up.

Wei Xiu was curious: “A Bentley Flying Spur? There’s a car like that in our town?”

Viewers, hearing Wei Xiu identify the car by sound alone, were incredulous.

“Yeah right, he’s bluffing.”
“Is he trying to do echolocation now?”
“Brother Wei’s really laying it on thick.”
“Even if you recognize the sound, how could there be a Bentley in your town?”
“Turn the camera around, let us see.”
“If it really is a Bentley, I’ll eat dirt right here!”

Faced with such outrageous demands, Wei Xiu was happy to oblige. After all, he only had three or four hundred viewers—losing any would be a shame.

He grabbed his phone and stepped outside.

The car appeared on camera.

The chat exploded with amazement.

“Holy crap, it really is!”
“He’s the miracle mechanic.”
“No way, the streamer’s definitely cheating.”
“A pink Bentley? Is the owner a lady?”

The next second, the car door opened.

A slender, fair leg emerged, followed by a young woman in professional attire.

With an elegant nose, rosy lips, long curled lashes, and flowing waves of voluminous hair—

Wei Xiu’s gaze flickered with curiosity.

Such a beautiful girl—if she were slapped, she’d probably cry for ages.

Meanwhile, the live chat was in chaos.

“This can’t be real!”
“Oh no, is she Wei’s girlfriend?”
“No wonder you’re doing charity repairs for ten yuan a pop—you’ve got a sugar mommy!”
“I’m jealous, man.”
“Talk about living the easy life.”

Wei Xiu’s stomach might be weak, but he hadn’t started living off anyone yet.

He didn’t know this girl at all.

Out of courtesy, he pointed to his phone: “I’m just recording my life. You don’t mind, do you?”

The girl smiled, lips curving: “Of course not. I’m actually one of your fans. I love watching your streams.”

“Huh? Is your free time really that dull?”

She laughed: “Not at all. You fixed my grandpa’s electric griddle once. That’s when I started following you.”

Wei Xiu nodded—that made sense.

—

Most of his repair customers were elderly. Regardless of wealth, they were thrifty. If something could be fixed, they’d never buy new.

The girl playfully extended her hand: “My name is Qin Yike. Pleased to meet you.”

“Don’t be pleased just yet. You’re here for car repairs, right?”

Wei Xiu pulled his gaze from her and focused on the pink Flying Spur.

“Yes, it shakes a lot when I drive it.” Qin Yike pursed her lips and pointed at the car. “I’ve been to several dealerships—they couldn’t find the problem. So I thought I’d try my luck here.”

Wei Xiu motioned for her to step aside, then sat in the driver’s seat.

He rested one hand on the wheel, feeling for a moment, then got out, opened the hood, and rested his left hand on the big V8, his expression grave.

“Mm, there’s definitely a vibration.”

Qin Yike bit her lip anxiously: “Can you fix it?”

Before Wei Xiu could answer, the chat did it for him.

“He can’t fix anything.”
“He’s a home appliance repair guy, not a car mechanic.”
“Even if he knows a bit about engines, it’s pointless.”
“This is a Bentley—he’ll never figure it out.”
“Miss, bring the car to me—my family’s been fixing Bentleys for generations.”
“Ask the streamer if he’ll sell the car for five hundred if he can’t fix it?”
“Is the streamer trying to act cool in front of a pretty girl?”

Wei Xiu had no time for the chat’s hungry banter, nor for the young lady in the floral dress.

All he could see were the juicy experience points.

A Bentley Flying Spur, market price 2.79 million. Luckily, just within his current repair capabilities.

The key was—repairing this car would net him 2.79 million experience points in one go.

One job would equal his half-year’s accumulation.

Absolutely irresistible.

“You’re in luck—good thing you came early!”

Seeing his grave expression, Qin Yike’s face tightened with worry. “Is it serious? I drove all the way here on the highway—it’s a bit scary in hindsight.”

“If you’d come any later…” Wei Xiu shook his head. “I would’ve been off work.”

“???”

The chat burst into laughter.

“Hahahahaha.”
“This streamer is a real character.”
“He scared the girl pale.”
“To be fair, she’s pretty bold to drive a car with issues on the highway.”
“Why would it matter to her if you’re off work?”
“Are you sure you can fix a Bentley?”