During the lunch break, Ed lay on the large sofa in the office and closed his eyes.
So much happened last week that he was a little mentally exhausted. It may be that his performance is a bit abnormal. CC was very silent on the weekend, but it also happened to give himself a good rest.
The Asuka thing was settled over the weekend, and he sold the troops' favor. After all, he was the chief of this session. But in general, it is worth it, not to mention how much value such a potential stock can bring in the future, it is far from being measurable by the exchange of interests just to make one's own mind clear. And the hukou problem that I really wanted was also solved. There was a "big man above" greeting, and the civil servants turned the Asuka brothers and sisters into moonmen in less than an hour.
Now I can finally return to my original rhythm and concentrate on my work.
Last week, the testing department worked overtime to complete the skeleton model of Zeta and is conducting functional testing. If there are no major problems with their own design, they can start performance testing next week. Although it is his own work, to be honest, Ed does not like Zeta very much. There is no other reason. The maintenance is too complicated. Of course, the bureaucrats and generals who raised the demand did not understand technology, so they made up their minds on the sand table: "Damn it, isn't the Gundam transforming into a plane invincible?" I don't care, I'm going to be a plane.
Of course, Ed has no opinion on their needs. After all, his job is to solve problems, not to mention the successful design of this deformable skeleton has brought him a lot of sense of accomplishment. As for the follow-up after-sales service and spare parts replacement, the price is also clearly marked. As long as the customer is willing to pay, everything can be said.
In terms of Ed's aesthetics, a universal interface with strong extensibility and various plug-ins with different functions are the ideal structure in his mind, which is why he chose Silver Thunder. Having said that, Yinlei has no room for improvement for the time being. Is it possible to consider doing something new? It's best to be a plug-in component type, but there's no need to make such a big silver mine, you can prefer mobility, um...
The time of thinking always passed quickly. In the afternoon, Ed suddenly remembered that today was the day for the interview. Although he opened the back door by himself, he still had to go through the process, and no one could gossip. Besides, he also wanted to see the real level. After finding out where it really was, he went straight to the interview site. On the big screen in the room, a specially equipped Jim is doing various difficult tactical actions in the universe.
"Hello, Director!" The colleague in charge of the interview was a man in his early thirties, and he quickly greeted him when he saw him coming.
"Yeah." But it was embarrassing. Ed couldn't remember the other party's name, so he could only pretend to nod his head calmly in response, "A new candidate for a test driver came in today, how is the situation?"
"The results of the written test are very good, and the real machine test is underway." The responsible person reported while flipping through the electronic screen on his hand, "All 20 gravity maneuvers have been completed, and the other 20 non-gravity maneuvers are halfway through. It seems that If there is spare energy, it is possible to complete it all in this way.”
"After the maneuver is completed, it's the last simulated battle." Ed looked sideways at the list on the electronic screen, "Train me."
"Director, are you there in person?" Responsible looked unbelievable.
"It's been a long time since I flew." Ed smiled at the starry sky on the display, "It's a little itchy."
…
In the vacuum, two specially decorated Jims, painted red and blue, floated quietly at a safe distance. The long-lost gravity-free environment made Ed in Zhou Tian's cockpit a little excited. After overcoming the human instinctive slight panic about weightlessness, the sense of freedom and relief brought by this zero gravity will give people the illusion that they can do whatever they want.
"It's a pity that Alice is not here, otherwise I can play some background music." Ed browsed Jim's local hard drive, "This Jim really doesn't have a music player, so I shouldn't count on it."
"Mr. Asuka, the last test is a simulated battle with a real machine. The test time is two minutes. Your opponent is the red special-dressed Jim on the opposite side." A young female voice sounded on the public channel. "The use of weapons is limited to a beam rifle and a beam saber, both of which are used for low-power training and cannot break through the body armor. When the system detects theoretical damage, it will stop the corresponding function. The battery of the weapon cannot be replaced, please drivers of both parties. Check weapon power and battery condition, test starts after three minutes."
Ed used the last time to do the body self-check carefully. After all, he was careful to make the Wannian ship, and the old driver also overturned. Usually this kind of thing is done by Alice silently, but now there is no Alice, everything can only be done by herself.
Although there is a physical shield in the actual combat simulation, the time is only two minutes, and the driver cannot hold the shield slowly.
"Five seconds down, three, two, one, start."
The blue Jim on the opposite side took the lead with a textbook-like exploratory shot. Eddard evaded and returned fire cautiously. The rifle didn't have much batteries, so he couldn't waste ammunition when he couldn't decide the main means of attack. Blue Jim skillfully used Ed's evasion to gradually approach this side, and the distance between the two sides narrowed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Do you want a quick fight or have more confidence in hand-to-hand combat? Ed also wanted to try Jinliang on the opposite side, but did not draw any distance.
The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed to less than 300 meters. Blue Jim decisively threw away the beam rifle and replaced it with a saber. The thrusters were fully opened, and he rushed towards this side in a shield-holding posture that gave up evasion.
"Don't litter the weapon, it's very troublesome for the staff to retrieve it." Ed judged the opponent's intention the moment the opponent put on the shield, and firmly opened the safety of the rifle and put it in place, pulled out the beam saber and started accelerate.
His early acceleration did not allow the opponent to gain the expected speed advantage. The impact of the collision between the beam saber and the body arrived as expected, and the reaction force was honestly reflected on Ed through the body's shock absorption module. Blue Jim quickly adjusted his stance and controlled the angle of the jet to launch a continuous attack.
Sure enough, the other party is very confident in hand-to-hand combat, and he has not found any flaws in the several encounters with Ed. The opponent is as aware of the defect of the special Jim's turning time as long as 1.5 seconds, as well as himself. Every time he shoots and retreats, he fine-tunes the position of the body along the arc trajectory. The training shield quickly ran out of durability and was thrown aside by both sides.
Ed glanced at the countdown, and there was less than a minute left. There is no obvious difference in the level of hand-to-hand combat between oneself and the other party. More precisely, the performance of the body limits the gap between the two sides. Unsurprisingly, this match will end in a draw, although it is not impossible, but I still want to save face, right? Eddard, who was determined in his mind, controlled the spout of the body, and used the positional changes when the two sides fought to guide the other side to move the battlefield.
In order not to let the other party notice his intentions, he patiently fine-tuned the coordinates of the two sides, and the time passed every second. In the remaining twelve seconds, something behind Blue Jim came into view, and Ed suddenly increased the output of the thruster to accelerate in a straight line, and the other party also moved away as expected. At the moment when Eddard staggered with Blue Jim's body, he began to decelerate and turn around, and the inertial and centrifugal force acting at the same time made people uncomfortable even after shock absorption. After 1.5 seconds, Ed steadily picked up the beam rifle floating in front of him and aimed at the position of Blue Jim's cockpit that was turning around less than a hundred meters in front of him.
Right now, biu—
"The test is over." The voice sounded again on the public channel, "The blue Jim's cockpit was hit by a direct hit and lost its ability to fight. Please return the pilots of both sides."
Eddie parked Jim back to Gnaku in a happy mood, left the cockpit and floated towards the gravity zone, really slowly following behind, looking listless. In the locker room, Ed took off his helmet—
"Eh?" Zhen rubbed his eyes, "Mr. Adrian?"
"Well behaved." Ed patted him on the shoulder, "It's not in vain for me to dig you here, it didn't embarrass me."
"Ah, thank you Mr. Adrian." I was a little embarrassed. "But I didn't know that Mr. Adrian was such a good driver."
"There are a lot of things you don't know, so let's learn it slowly in the future." Ed smiled, "According to your performance today, there may be something fun to teach you later."
…
At the same time, the Gnaku of the silver mine was parked.
CC fumbled outside Heathersley's cockpit, trying to find a way to manually open the cockpit. Although this is Ed's territory, CC has obviously been granted all permissions, but she has never been interested in Ed's big toys, and has hardly ever been there.
But it's different now.
"It's really hidden." CC finally found the manual switch in the cockpit, and the hatch opened slowly. Stepping into the cockpit, the surrounding electronic light screens light up in an instant, and each screen displays a big red cross, clearly telling visitors that the system is locked.
"Facial recognition does not match, please say the power-on password." A cold electronic synth sounded.
Automatic identification plus power-on password is indeed his style. But I don't know the password, so let's guess it first: "CC."
"wrong password."
"Huh." CC made a clear tongue smacking sound, obviously she was the only one, but the atmosphere became embarrassing. She then guessed an option that she hoped would not be the correct answer, "Lux Klein."
"The password is wrong. The password is continuously entered incorrectly, and the password retrieval program is entered. Please answer the retrieval question." CC breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately made a mistake, "May I ask what is the name of Peppa Pig's brother."
CC didn't know the answer, and she didn't even have the desire to take out her mobile phone to search online, because she knew it must be "knowledge that only he knows". Even just judging from the title, it can be speculated that this question is full of bad taste even for people who understand it, how empty that person is to prepare such a thing in such a place that it will almost never be found. what.
And CC is almost certain that what he prepared was by no means a question, but a question bank: "I don't know, please change another question."
"Question changed. Who are Tintin, Dixie, and Lara's best friends?"
She knew there was a Lara during the One Year War, but it was certainly not in the question: "I don't know, please change the question."
"Question change. What's the answer to all of SpongeBob and Patrick's questions."
"No—" Wait! These two names seem to have been heard before. Could the answer be, "Magic Conch?"
"The answer is correct, congratulations on getting the right to operate the music player." With a beep, only one of the countless panels around was unlocked, and CC looked at it and saw that it was indeed the music player. After being tricked, it is completely meaningless to retrieve the password. This person is simply... ! But in this way, the startup of the system is not controlled by passwords at all, so her guess is likely to be correct.
"Artificial intelligence Alice, are you here!" CC shouted into the air, "We need to talk."
"… "
"I'm CC, Adrian Lingus' roommate. We need to talk about his mental state."
"...Hello, Miss CC."