Xu Le rubbed his eyes lightly and dropped some eye drops. Since he was a child, he aimed to become a top mechanic in the Federation. He paid special attention to protecting his eyes and hands. instinct.
When he stepped out of the door of the laboratory, the sun was already shining brightly. Through the transparent thermostat of the dome of the research institute, it fell on people's bodies. Then he remembered that it was time for lunch.
In the long corridor with full metallic texture, people in various work clothes walk silently. There is very little communication and chat among the staff in the research institute. Research in a laboratory is like a nest of guinea pigs that don't want to burrow very much. Even the coordination and cooperation between various departments and technical support are often contacted by e-mail.
This is exactly what the research institute looks like in Xu Le's imagination, but he also knows that there is no pure land in human society, and the research institute with a strong academic atmosphere is still a microcosm in this society, and there are still political struggles in this place. , personnel disputes, but these ugly things basically only happen in the upper-level affairs officials of the institute, and will not affect grass-roots researchers like him.
Eating silently in the cafeteria, chewing carefully, Xu Le knew that he had to eat more at this time, otherwise, once the mysterious power in his body was invoked in the afternoon, he would not know how hungry he would be.
The research institute shares an area with the First Military Academy, but the various facilities are strictly separated. There are not many researchers eating in the cafeteria with a total area of 1,000 square meters. Xu Le sat silently in the corner of the wall. Yu Guang noticed that those colleagues who were not very talkative were more active at the dinner table, especially those researchers who belonged to the same research group, talking excitedly. What, it seems that an insurmountable problem has arisen on an important topic in the engineering department...
The most independent and most crucial department of the Nutshell Mobile Company, which has strong government and military colors, is naturally the R&D department. If the research institute focuses on theoretical guidance and the exploration of frontier areas of disciplines, then the engineering department is more focused on practical research and development. The research results of the research institute often need the technical personnel of the engineering department to be transformed into actual things. The warships, mechas, and even cars, yachts, household appliances produced by the various branches of the Nutshell Company... All finished product process designs are all from the engineering department.
Naturally, the people in the research institute do not look down on the technical staff of the engineering department. In their opinion, these guys who only know how to bury their heads in various tools are too boring, completely forgetting the true purpose of scientific research, and at most They can only be regarded as people who work for the research institute... But from the perspective of the engineering department, the old professors in the research institute may be respectable, but these assistant researchers in white coats have no qualifications to be proud of. They are a group of only A boring guy who knows how to recite theoretical formulas back and forth, who only knows how to exaggerate, but doesn't even know the width of the mecha's tracks, not even a doctor who also wears a white coat.
Due to the different nature of the two R&D systems, there is some kind of opposition. Neither the federal government nor the military, nor the board of directors of the company nor the senior technical executives who really lead the direction of Nutshell, have any intentions of trying to eliminate this kind of opposition. In their view, this opposition is extremely benign. The competition can prompt the research and development level of Nutshell Motor Company and even the entire Federation to improve faster.
The engineering department's R&D went wrong, and the people at the institute were of course happy. Xu Le smiled, stopped listening to these gossips, lowered his head and continued to eat.
In the cafeteria, except for Xu Le, other researchers gathered together according to the research group, which made him seem a little lonely and lonely. Xu Le himself noticed this, and sighed softly in his heart. Whether in Donglin or Ewha University, his personality seemed unable to blend in with the crowd. A few rare true close friends, but closed, flowing, dying... Is it destined to be alone
No one wants to be the assistant of old professor Shen, although this old professor has a very respected position in the academic world, and is one of the very rare living Nebula Award winners in the Federation... However, the subject of quantum measurable dynamics, which has absolutely no future, is enough. Dispel the enthusiasm of all researchers.
In the quiet laboratory, apart from the old professor Shen who stayed on the second floor from time to time in a daze, there was only Xu Le and the sizzling static sound of the light-screen desktop. This is the source of Xu Le's loneliness at the Institute.
Today, Professor Shen is ill, and this laboratory is equivalent to Xu Le's alone. Sitting on the metal stairs leading to the upstairs office, he squinted at the empty laboratory, subconsciously took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, while turning on the dust removal system next to him.
It's not unheard of for a speck of dust to destroy a chip, and then a battleship. Although this is a laboratory, not a manufacturing factory with extremely strict requirements, Xu Le is not willing to do his own experiments in the future, and all the results are absurd.
Light blue smoke filled his eyes, and then quickly turned into a vortex in the air, absorbed by invisible forces, and the laboratory was clear. Xu Le dipped the cigarette between his lips, squinting his eyes and enjoying the rare leisure, his eyes scanned everything in the laboratory slowly and carefully.
With the qualifications of Professor Shen, it is not surprising to have such a complex database. Xu Le is curious as to why, as a little assistant, he has a surprisingly high access authority. It is with this kind of authority that he can check to a lot of what you need. What surprised him even more was that there were so many materials that were rarely seen in this two-story laboratory. Some polymer materials were only published in those academic journals when they were in Donglin District. I've seen it... In the large warehouse behind the building, there are all kinds of precision instruments and tools that Xu Le is most familiar with, and loves immensely. Xu Le frowned and snuffed out the cigarette butt. He couldn't understand why an old professor who was engaged in pure theoretical physics research would need these.
If you don't understand, don't think about it anymore. Anyway, Xu Le knows that everything in this laboratory can help him accomplish many things he wants to do. The edge of his head, the most oily chopped green onion, just went into his mouth.
Is there anything more wonderful in the world than this? No. In the past days, in this laboratory, Xu Le was busy with the various tasks assigned by Professor Shen, and had no time or courage to do his own things. However, at this moment, the laboratory belonged to him alone. To seize this opportunity.
Putting out the cigarette butt and checking the time, Xu Le took a few deep breaths and calmed down. He put his right hand on the wrist of his left hand, and gently rubbed the metal bracelet that the uncle left him several times, with a calm and silent expression on his face. Going to the light-screen desktop, he began to continue his own data retrieval, and from these materials, he obtained the information he needed, and then found suitable materials from the warehouse to form the tools he needed.
Mechanic Yu Feng, or Uncle Feng Yu, is a key criminal of the first sequence of the Federation. In his eyes, Xu Le is a genius in mechanics, so Xu Le must be a genius without a doubt. Especially since today's laboratory is left unattended, he no longer has to be a taboo. Those bizarre ideas in his mind, his incomparably rich practical experience over the past few years, and the systematic emphasis on theoretical knowledge under the high pressure of Professor Shen these days. Wen… Kneaded together, and began to emit radiance.
Accompanied by the humming of the micro-controlled machine tool and the electronic etched needles in the warehouse behind the laboratory, it didn't take much time for Xu Le to successfully combine four simple-looking instruments. Although the appearance is ugly, if these four monitoring instruments, which are aimed at completely different data, appear in front of the experts of the Nutshell Engineering Department, they will be amazed and shocked, and use the most powerful means to solicit the manufacture of this instrument. By.
Because the circuit of these instruments is simple, the working principle is stable, and the idea is unique, it has completely exceeded the inertial thinking of ordinary engineers. In short, only genius or idiot design, combined with manufacturing by top engineering experts, can achieve this effect. Maybe it's not the most advanced, but conceptually, it's definitely the most ingenious, and the federal engineers who have been stuck in some kind of predicament for several years now need this completely different way of thinking...
At this moment, the door of the laboratory opened, and Xu Le went to the door to sign for an instrument he applied for. The main purpose of this instrument is similar to the signal acquisition system of the mecha controlling the simulator. He just emailed before lunch. The application issued came so quickly. It was only now that he truly understood that as long as he had the authority granted by Old Professor Shen, at least a large part of the resources of the Nutshell Mobile Company would be open to him.
This is an inexhaustible treasure mountain.
He didn't immediately start testing the strange power in his body, but turned off the automatic recording program in the central control computer in the laboratory, and then squinted his eyes and reviewed it in every corner of the large laboratory. In the end, he still felt uneasy. After hesitating for a while, he took out a tool about the size of a palm from the pocket of his coat on the chair, and pressed the button lightly.
As Xu Le pressed his fingers, a faint blue light emanated from the gadget, just like the starlight in the distant universe, without a trace of shaking, it enveloped his body calmly and peacefully, and gradually expanded until Covers the entire interior of the lab.
The bracelet that Uncle Feng Yu left to him did not contain any great design drawings, but he left behind the assembly diagram of the chip circuit of this gadget. To this day, Xu Le still doesn't know how this gadget that can temporarily cut off the brilliance of the First Charter and make the federal multi-layer electronic monitoring network ineffective works according to what principle, but this does not prevent him from becoming a long time ago. Such a tool is replicated.
Xu Le made this preparation as early as during the mecha training in the H1 area of Ewha University. The isolation and monitoring time brought by the light blue glow is not much. Xu Le did not immerse himself in the memory, but entered the operation room at the fastest speed, and connected the four successfully assembled tools through the data cable. The surface of his skin was finally connected to the emulator signal collector he had just applied for.
In the empty and quiet laboratory, there is only the sound of electronic particles from the ventilation system and dust removal system. In the transparent operating room, Xu Le, who was shrouded in blue light, closed his eyes, and then his body began to tremble slightly. Like a willow branch in the middle, it keeps swaying and is about to break.
Powerful, scorching, indescribable torrents of power follow his mind, born from the back of his waist, and then follow those strange passages, intrude into his limbs, follow those low anti-voltage sheets, enter those data lines, enter into In the signal collector of the Federal Mecha Antique Reality System.