I'm a Bicycle Mechanic, and You Want Me to Fix a Space Carrier?

Lin Fan inherited his father’s auto repair shop and had planned to make a living fixing bicycles and electric scooters. Unexpectedly, a “Driving Escort” System awakened one day. If it could be driven, he could fix it! From then on, the customers who showed up became increasingly outrageous. “Boss, the tracks on my tank snapped. Can you put them back together?” “Sure!” “Mechanic, the stealth fighter’s paint has chipped, affecting its radar signature. Can you touch it up?” “Sure!” “Comrade, the deck of my aircraft carrier is rusting. Can you remove the rust without leaving a trace?” “Sure!” Lin Fan grumbled as he picked up his wrench, thinking he’d reached the limit. Until one day, a customer from a future tech company rolled in a single-seat mech that had stalled. “Hello, the neural synchronization interface on my ‘Defender’ mech is broken. Can you fix it?” Lin Fan looked at the steel behemoth in front of him, then at the needle-nose pliers in his hand. He took a deep breath. “...Sure!”