Pang Lao's laboratory is much larger than Professor Qin's, but the layout is similar. Once you enter the door, it is also an open maintenance room. In the middle of the maintenance room stands a mecha more than ten meters high. Yan Hao's eyes fell on the mecha from the moment he entered.
This is a high-level mecha, at least level eight or above. From the first time he saw the mecha, Yan Hao could see it, because only the mechas above level 8 could have such complicated and precise circuits.
"This is a level nine mecha." Pang Lao's voice suddenly sounded.
Yan Hao returned to his senses, and bowed deeply in the direction of Pang Lao: "Hello, Professor Pang."
"Want to touch it?" Old Pang asked with a smile.
Yan Hao was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Pang Lao was talking about the ninth-level mecha: "No... no need."
This is a level nine mech, I dare not touch it.
Obviously wanting to touch it terribly, but forcing myself not to look at it, this expression looks really pitiful and cute.
"Then let's take the test first. If you pass the test, you can come to me every week to help. My work during this period is to complete this ninth-level mech." Pang Lao said.
Does that mean that as long as you pass the exam, you can justifiably touch mechas? Not only touching, but also seeing Pang Lao's process of making mechas
Yan Hao's eyes lit up instantly, and a raging flame ignited in his chest: "I will definitely work hard!"
It's been a long time, and he hasn't tried so hard to do something.
"Very good. Come with me." Pang Lao took Yan Hao to a room full of various mecha parts, "This row is full of loose parts of the fifth-level mecha. More than three main parts, even if you pass the test."
"Level five mecha?" Yan Hao was taken aback, "Professor Pang, I haven't learned how to make parts yet."
"You don't need to make it, you just need to assemble it, just like you assembled the Pamir radar a few days ago." Then, Fat Lai casually clicked on the console, and the virtual screen appeared, "Here is a fifth-level mech The assembly instructions for each part, you can follow the instructions to assemble any part. After the exam is completed, or to give up, just press the button next to it, is it clear?"
"Understood." Yan Hao nodded.
"Then start well." Pang Lao smiled encouragingly, turned and left the room.
After Mr. Pang left, Yan Hao was the only one left in the room. Yan Hao clicked on the catalog of the manual, and after a cursory scan, there were thousands of main parts inside. Yan Hao thought about it, and directly decided on the arm part of the fifth-level mecha.
During this period of time, in order to modify the circuit, he disassembled and reassembled the fourth-level mecha arm he bought, reinstalled and dismantled it, so in terms of familiarity, he is the most familiar with the mecha arm. Although the fifth-level mech is more complicated than the fourth-level mech, some parts still have the same function.
Yan Hao randomly selected three parts, and then began to quickly browse the instructions. There is a watershed between level four mech manufacturing and level five mech manufacturing. There is one essential difference between them, that is, mental power is needed in the manufacture of level five mechs.
After reading the manual twice, Yan Hao had a solid idea. The assembly of the parts of the fifth-level mecha is not complicated, and the complicated thing is only the channeling of mental power. A complete mecha has tens of thousands of parts, many of which require the spiritual power of the maker, but it is impossible for a mecha maker to make every part by himself, so when assembling , You need to use spiritual power to guide and connect.
After channeling the mental power of different frequencies, assemble them together so that they do not repel, which is the main point of assembly. Of course, if all the parts come from the same mecha maker, then the quality of the mecha assembled in this way will be very high.
However, this kind of high-grade mecha is rarely seen except for a few custom-made mechas.
Yan Hao is still very confident in the control of mental power. He found the parts he needed according to the instructions, and then began to assemble them step by step. This is not difficult for Yan Hao, because he has already had experience in assembling the Pamir radar before. The only troublesome thing is that the Pamir radar is made by Mr. Qin alone, so all the bulk parts, Mental fluctuations are the same. But the bulk parts here seem to be completed by three people, so that Yan Hao has to channel three different spiritual forces during the assembly process.
But this is just a little more time-consuming, and Yan Hao will not be troubled.
As the clicking sound of parts being assembled continued to sound, Yan Hao gradually became absorbed in it, and after a while, he was immersed in it and forgot the time.
Outside the room, Mr. Pang finished making a part. He looked out of the window and found that it was surprisingly dark. Old Pang frowned, and went to the clock on the wall.
It's been six hours
Old Pang couldn't help but feel a little strange. It's been six hours, and the little guy hasn't come out yet? Obviously, I watched him assemble the Pamir radar before, and it took only ten minutes. Even if the parts have more mental power this time, that six hours is more than enough.
Could it be that I have lost my sight.
Pang Lao was thinking about it, but he didn't bother Yan Hao. No matter what, this little guy must finish the exam.
"Teacher." At this time, a middle-aged man walked in with a box in his arms.
"Zimin, you are here, what are you holding?" The person who came was Deng Ziming, Pang Lao's first disciple, an eighth-level mecha maker.
"Wind and Thunder Stone." Deng Ziming put the box in front of Pang Lao.
Pang Lao opened it and looked. Inside the box was a piece of cyan ore the size of a basketball: "With these, the core parts of the ninth-level mecha can be made."
"Teacher, I heard people say that you want to accept another junior brother for me?" Deng Ziming asked with a smile.
"You're quite well informed." Old Pang scolded with a smile.
"In the entire federation, you confiscated so many people who tried to force people into your laboratory. Even my apprentice, your little disciple, you don't want him to come over to do odd jobs, so suddenly you want to accept an intern. Just How can you not draw attention to your actions?" Deng Ziming smiled, "I ran over as soon as I heard it, wanting to meet my future junior brother. Where are you, the assessment is over?"
"No, it's still in the room." Pang Lao said.
"You asked him to assemble parts and take a mental control test?" Deng Ziming looked at the room that Pang was pointing at, and immediately guessed the content of the test.
"En." Pang Lao nodded.
"I heard that he is only a freshman this year, so you are taking the mental strength test a little too hastily." Deng Ziming said.
"Maybe." Mr. Pang was also thinking just now, whether he had overestimated Yan Hao's spiritual power that day. After all, he was only a freshman, and it was still too much effort to channel three strands of mental power at the same time.
"How long has the assessment been?"
"Six hours."
When Deng Ziming saw his teacher's face, he knew that he was probably a little disappointed. At that moment, Deng Ziming stopped talking, found some problems he had encountered, and began to ask the teacher for advice.
At this moment, a notification sound of "Ding Dong" sounded in the maintenance room, which was the notification sound of the end of the assessment.
"Go in and have a look." Pang Lao got up and walked to the examination room.
In the room, Yan Hao was clutching his stomach, lowering his head in annoyance. He forgot the time again, and stayed in the room for so long. He didn't know if Pang Lao would be angry.
"Crack."
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Mr. Pang and his disciple Deng Ziming walked in. Although Yan Hao's timeout disappointed Mr. Pang, but Mr. Pang still had a warm smile on his face. He didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of the young students. When he was about to say a few words of comfort, he looked up and saw the operating table. A mecha arm with a complete forearm.
"You...how did you assemble so many?" Old Pang asked in a low voice.
"Yes...I'm sorry, I...forgot the time." Yan Hao lowered his head in shame. He must have delayed Pang Lao's affairs after staying in the laboratory for so long.
Mr. Pang ignored Yan Hao, but stepped up to the arm of the mecha, picked it up and inspected it carefully, and then laughed triumphantly on his face: "Ziming, come and have a look at this arm, assemble it How is it?"
Deng Ziming also reflected at this time, he walked over quickly, took the arm of the mecha from the teacher's hand, poured it with mental power, and inspected it carefully: "The mental power is stable, there is no rejection, and the assembly is very good."
"Hahaha, let me just say, how could I have misjudged the person." Pang Lao suddenly became more proud.
"Then...Professor Pang, have I passed the assessment?" Yan Hao asked in a low voice.
"You are only allowed to assemble the main parts of the third brother, half of your arm has been assembled, can I not let you pass?" Pang Lao said happily, "From now on, you can come to my laboratory to study every weekend. .”
"Thank you, Professor Pang." Yan Hao blushed with excitement.
After passing the assessment, you will be able to see level 9 mechs every week from now on.
"What's the name of the professor? It's called the teacher." Pang Lao said.
"Thank you, teacher." Yan Hao didn't think there was anything wrong. In his opinion, the person who taught him knowledge was a teacher.
"..." Deng Ziming looked at his teacher speechlessly, he had to like it so much that he didn't even give him an internship period, and just accepted him as an apprentice. But the little junior brother in front of him is acting too calm. He is not excited at all after worshiping the only tenth-level mecha manufacturing master in the entire federation.
"Why don't you just install the entire mecha arm?" Elder Pang asked him.
"I... I'm hungry." Yan Hao scratched his face in embarrassment. In the past two months, he has always had three regular meals, and he has developed a habit before he knows it. If you don't eat when the time comes, you will be very hungry.
Elder Pang and Deng Ziming couldn't laugh or cry: "Go and eat, don't starve."
Before leaving, Mr. Pang gave Yan Hao a card, saying that he could freely enter and exit the tenth floor with this card. Before leaving the tenth floor, Yan Hao went to Professor Qin's place again and told him about passing the examination. Professor Qin was not surprised, he seemed to know that he could pass the test a long time ago, and let him leave after saying a few words of encouragement. On the contrary, Zhou Xiong looked at him with a complicated expression. Although Yan Hao was surprised, but because he was too hungry, he didn't ask any more questions, thinking that there would be opportunities to meet in the future anyway.
Back in the dormitory, He Shao had already ordered takeaway for Yan Hao, and he was full, before he told about the afternoon assessment.
"What?! Lao Pang's lab is looking for an intern?! What kind of shit luck are you doing!" He Shao stood up from the bed excitedly.
"Why are you so excited?" Yan Hao was puzzled.
"Don't you know who Pang Lao is?" He Shao roared, "Pang Lao, his full name is Pang Tianhe."
Pang Tianhe? The name seems familiar.
Yan Hao's eyes widened suddenly: "A tenth-level mecha maker?"
"You just realized it? Are you from the mecha manufacturing department? You don't even know this kind of top boss?" After He Shao roared, he realized something again, "Forgot, you studied medicine before, but You have changed to mech manufacturing for half a year anyway, how could you not know Master Pang Tianhe?"
"I... I've heard of it, I just didn't expect... to see it myself." Although Yan Hao didn't engage in mecha manufacturing in his last life, he has always been interested in it, and he still knows a thing or two about the legendary figures in the mecha manufacturing industry. . Now, and even in the next fifteen years, there are only two mecha makers in the Federation, namely Master Pang Tianhe and Master Zhong Gaoxuanzhong.
It's not that Yan Hao didn't know Pang Tianhe's name, but he never imagined that an old man he met by chance was a legendary master figure. He thought, how could he have to become a level seven or eight mech maker to be eligible to meet such a big man.
"Not only did you see it, you also became a teacher." He Shao said.
"No, I just became an intern." Yan Hao shook his head.
"Tsk, all the interns Mr. Pang accepted eventually became his disciples. The so-called interns are the apprentice reserve." He Shao's uncle is the deputy director of the Mecha Manufacturing Department, and he still knows about this.
"Crack!" The chopsticks in Yan Hao's hand fell to the ground.
He remembered that Mr. Pang seemed, as if, had said that he asked himself to call him teacher.
I... I worshiped Mr. Pang as my teacher, but I didn't even bow. Will Mr. Pang think I'm rude and regret it tomorrow
The author has something to say: Sheng Heng: I will come back tomorrow to collect gifts