After finalizing the design draft, Yan Hao began to work overtime on the production. The task Mr. Pang gave him was to independently manufacture a sixth-level mecha before the end of the semester. Now, Yan Hao has completed most of the mecha manufacturing, and only the last melee weapon is missing.
The difficulty of making weapons is second only to the mecha core, so Yan Hao spent a lot of effort in making weapons. In addition, the final exam is coming soon, and Yan Hao almost lives in the laboratory. For Yan Hao's sake, Mr. Pang went back to his dormitory and gave up the bed in the laboratory. In this way, Yan Hao finally finished making the weapon the day before the final exam.
Since then, Yan Hao completed his first self-made mecha.
Mr. Pang circled around the freshly baked mecha, his face was full of relief. It can be said that he watched the mecha be completed, but when he actually saw the finished product, he was still surprised. The mecha was shocked.
His shock was not because of how shocking this mech was, but because of the excellence of his own disciple. This is the first mecha in Yan Hao's life. If he didn't know this clearly and just looked at this mecha, Mr. Pang would definitely think that this mecha was made by an experienced mecha maker maded.
Whether it is the fit of the thousands of parts inside the mecha, or the smoothness of the energy transmission of the internal lines of the mecha, this mecha has reached the extreme. If this mech is rated by the Federal Mecha Association, it will definitely reach a score of 95 or higher. In fact, the federation assigns a mech maker a level 6 title, and only needs the mecha he made to reach a score of 75 or above.
"Xiaohao, tomorrow I will have someone send this mecha to the Federation Association for rating, and then you will be a veritable sixth-level mecha maker." Pang Lao said proudly.
As a sophomore, he is already a sixth-level mech maker, and only his disciple Pang Tianhe can do it in the entire Federation.
Hahaha, it's no wonder that he is the old man's closed disciple.
"Teacher, I have a final exam tomorrow." Yan Hao reminded.
"What test do you still take? The graduation requirements of the Federal University for you students are just to produce a fourth-level mecha with a score of 60 or more. You are a sixth-level mecha maker, and you can graduate early." Pang Laodao.
"Ah?" Yan Hao looked confused, why did he graduate early
"What, you want to take the exam? You can, but don't you feel like you're bullying your classmates?" Pang Lao asked.
"Then...then I won't go." Maybe it's because he was alone for too long in the last life, but Yan Hao in this life likes group life very much, so no matter how busy he is with the task of making mechas this semester, he will take it seriously every time he attends class. Go, even if he has already learned all the content. He likes being with his classmates, so he doesn't want to hurt them, let alone bullying.
Old Pang didn't know that his casual words could bring such a big upheaval to Yan Hao's heart. He just felt that the school exams were useless to Yan Hao. It doesn't matter if Yan Hao goes to class or something, after all, young people always have their own circle.
"Then it's settled." Pang Lao made a final decision.
the next day.
Yan Hao and He Shao went out together. After going out, one went to the left and the other to the right. One went to the Federal Mecha Association for grade assessment, and the other went to take the tough final exam.
There are many people in the Mecha Builders Association, but most of them are level 4 and level 5 mecha builders. The number of people above level 6 is much smaller. Except for Yan Hao, there are only two middle-aged uncles.
"Student, did you go to the wrong floor?" One of the uncles called Yan Hao.
"Isn't this the place where the sixth-level mecha builder is evaluated?" Yan Hao said, then retreated to the door and took a look at the house number. That's right, it's here.
"Are you here to assess a sixth-level mech maker?" The uncle's expression changed when he heard that, and the other middle-aged man who was sitting silently also looked at Yan Hao in astonishment.
Seeing that Yan Hao was wearing the uniform of the Federal University, they naturally thought that Yan Hao was here to assess the fourth-level mecha.
"En." Yan Hao nodded.
"Have you made an appointment?" Mecha makers below the fifth level do not need to make an appointment when they come to the association for assessment, but after the fifth level, they need to make an appointment in advance. Reservations are also conditional. You must be a mecha maker above level 5 and have a certain level of mental power before you can make an appointment. These two conditions are to ensure that the person who makes the appointment has the potential and ability to become a sixth-level mech maker, rather than randomly making an appointment. In this way, the association will send an eighth-level mecha maker to come over for mecha evaluation.
If not, if there is nothing to do, anyone can come and apply for the assessment. Wouldn't the eighth-level mech maker of the association be exhausted. When the bearded man asked this question, he was actually confirming Yan Hao's ability in a disguised form.
"Yes, I'm number one." The appointment was made by Mr. Pang for him yesterday, and he just asked him to come over this morning.
Hearing this, the two uncles were stunned again. Before Yan Hao came, they had already known each other, and their appointment numbers were No. 2 and No. 3 respectively. They were discussing just now that they didn't know who would come on the 1st, and they had even guessed the names of the few people they knew who were about to be promoted to the sixth-level mech maker. But I didn't want to see a boy who looked like a student.
But they actually made an appointment successfully, which means they have this ability, but does the Federation have such a young fifth-level mecha maker? If so, why haven't they heard of it
"When did you score five?" the uncle asked.
"I haven't commented." Yan Hao said.
Haven't commented yet? I haven't commented on how I can make an appointment.
Just when the uncle was about to ask again, the door opened again, and a middle-aged man wearing the overalls of the association and the badge of the eighth-level mech maker on his chest walked in, followed by two staff members in uniform.
"Master Qin." The two middle-aged uncles respectfully saluted the man who came in. The person who came was the person in charge of the capital star of the Federal Mecha Association, the eighth-level mecha manufacturing master Qin Yongchang.
Seeing this, Yan Hao quickly stepped aside and saluted together.
Mecha manufacturing masters are a very respected profession in the Federation, not to mention the eighth-level manufacturing masters, each of which has a high status in the Federation.
Qin Yongchang raised his hand to signal everyone not to be too polite, and walked straight to the center of the room. There is a very large instrument in the center of the room, which is specially used to detect the level of mechs. Qin Yongchang walked over and stood still, and the assistant who followed behind him immediately handed over a piece of paper.
Qin Yongchang took it, his eyes flashed, and he looked at Yan Hao: "No. 1, come here."
Yan Hao walked over quickly: "Master Qin."
Qin Yongchang didn't seem surprised by Yan Hao's youth, he raised his hand and said, "Release your mecha."
"Yes." Yan Hao nodded, took out the space button, and summoned the mecha he made. Then, a silver-white mecha appeared in the center of the room. In an instant, a visual impact stunned everyone present.
It was a mecha with perfect streamlines, exquisite workmanship, and imposing manner. He just stood there quietly, and people could feel the spiritual fluctuations emanating from the inside of the mecha. This is a mecha that has just been completed. Armor has unique fluctuations.
It is more difficult to make mechas above level 6, because the internal parts need to be infused with spiritual power to make them, and there are hundreds or thousands of such parts in the mechas, so the creators need to inject spiritual power to make them. After all the mechas are fully assembled and all the spiritual power inside is compatible, the mechas can emit this obvious spiritual fluctuation. And as long as it is a mecha that can emit this kind of mental power fluctuation, its level will not be low.
"Come here, inject your spiritual power here." Qin Yongchang recovered quickly after a brief surprise, and pointed to an instrument at his hand.
This instrument is used to collect and analyze mental power, and it is also to prevent cheating. Only when the mental power of the mech maker himself fluctuates and is consistent with the mental power inside the mecha that came to test, can the assessment pass. Because the production cycle of mechas is too long, it is impossible for the association to supervise the whole process. This way of testing mental strength can completely eliminate the possibility of people making mechas on their behalf.
The mecha has been placed in the detection unit, and when Yan Hao finished injecting his mental power, the instrument quickly started up, and after a buzzing sound, a series of data also appeared on the display unit. Those data represented all the attributes of the mecha. The whole process lasted about ten minutes, and the final score appeared, 90 points.
"90!!" Someone couldn't help shouting out, it was the uncle who talked to Yan Hao just now.
If he hadn't witnessed Yan Hao injecting spiritual power into the instrument with his own eyes, and he was sure that there was no possibility of cheating, he would never have believed that this mecha was actually made by the boy in front of him. No, even now, he felt that he was dreaming.
Qin Yongchang raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised, but his surprise was not too obvious, he looked up at the series of data, and said to Yan Hao: "The system coordination is perfect, the mental strength fit is 95 points, the energy transmission rate 90 points. Your failure is in the weapon."
Qin Yongchang pointed to the value in the column representing the weapon, weapon system, 60 points.
"Your weapon score just passed, which surprised me." Qin Yongchang said, "The thermal weapons equipped with this mech all score around 90 points, but your melee weapons seem to be designed hastily. The level is only barely enough for a level 4 mecha. For a level 6 mecha, you are equipped with such a weapon, which lowers the level of the entire mecha. You must know that the level 6 mecha and the level 5 mecha The biggest difference is melee weapons, so I finally gave you a score of 85."
After the instrument inspection, the evaluator will give the mecha maker a second score based on his own experience and understanding. This score may be a bonus or a deduction. Obviously, Yan Hao was awarded by Qin Yongchang because of the melee weapon. Minus five points.
But 85 points are enough for him to complete the assessment of the sixth-level mech maker.
Yan Hao didn't make any excuses for this result. His purpose of coming here is to obtain the six-level evaluation certificate. As for the weapons, he designed them specifically for the Zerg. This point has not been proven on the battlefield. Even if he explained, no one would believe it. , so I am too lazy to say.
"Thank you, Master Qin for your guidance." Yan Hao said respectfully.
"En." Qin Yongchang nodded in relief, and then tapped his finger on the optical brain not far away. After a while, a piece of gold-plated paper was spit out from the instrument that inspected the mecha just now.
Qin Yongchang picked it up, and handed it to Yan Hao under the amazed and envious eyes of the other two: "Congratulations, you have passed the six-level assessment. This is your certificate."
Yan Hao was caught off guard when he saw that the other party had printed out the certificate so quickly. He hadn't mentioned the matter of the instructor yet. He agreed to Pang Lao, and the instructor must fill in him in the six-level evaluation form.
Yan Hao walked over, and was about to mention this matter, to see if Master Qin could help him reprint a copy, but when he took a closer look, he found that on the bronzing certificate, Pang Lao's name had already been imprinted on the up.
"Teacher? You, how did you know?" Yan Hao asked in surprise.
Qin Yongchang laughed, and this smile made him a lot more friendly: "You come to evaluate the sixth-level mecha, and Mr. Pang personally made an appointment for you, otherwise you are a student who has never even made a fourth-level mecha. , how could it be possible to directly enter the sixth-level assessment."
"I see." Yan Hao finally understood.
"However, is there any conflict between Mr. Pang and Mr. Zhong?" Qin Yongchang asked suddenly.
"Why do you ask that?" Yan Hao wondered.
"Aren't you also a student of Mr. Zhong? So at the beginning I wanted to write the names of Mr. Pang and Mr. Zhong on the evaluation report, but Mr. Pang refused to allow it, saying that he could only be signed by him." Qin Yongchang road.
"..." Yan Hao.
What should he say? Could it be that the teacher is jealous
The surprise on the faces of the other two uncles who came to evaluate this turned into understanding. It turns out that this young man turned out to be the disciple of Mr. Pang and Mr. Zhong. Why didn't he expect it at the beginning? The name Yan Hao felt familiar when he heard it. Isn't this the heir to the mimic mech publicly recognized by Pang Lao a few months ago, making the second youngest of the God of War Legion the man who became the federation's number one soft-bodied man.
It's not unusual for a person who can participate in the production of a sixth-level mech a few months ago to evaluate a sixth-level mecha maker, which is what it should be.
Since Yan Hao's evaluation just now, the two of them, who had once fallen into self-doubt, finally found a balance point. Can they be accepted as disciples by Pang Lao and Zhong Lao at the same time, can they be ordinary people, they are.
We ordinary people don't compare with monsters.
When Yan Hao came out of the Mecha Association, Mr. Zhong seemed to have calculated the time correctly, and sent a message, not many words, but concise: [Send me the evaluation report.]
Yan Hao didn't know why, but he still took a picture and sent it to Mr. Pang.
Pang Lao received the picture of the evaluation letter, raised his hand with a smile, and forwarded it to Zhong Lao.
At this time, Mr. Zhong was correcting the calculation errors of the Babes, when he suddenly saw the picture sent by Mr. Pang, with a line of words circled in red on it: Instructor Pang Tianhe.
"Hmph!" Old Zhong snorted heavily, and Bobby's face turned pale with fright.
The author has something to say: Papillon: What did I do wrong
Elder Zhong: Childish!
Old Pang: Then don't be angry.