Early the next morning, after breakfast, Yan Hao walked to the laboratory building as planned. Today is Saturday, and it is also the day when he officially started studying for the first time after becoming Pang Lao's disciple.
He went there very early, and there was no one outside the laboratory building, but when he took the elevator to the tenth floor, he found that every laboratory inside was in the process of experimentation, which shows that almost all the staff here are working all night.
Pang Lao's laboratory is the innermost one, and it is also the largest and brightest laboratory on the tenth floor. When Yan Hao walked to the door, the electronic lock on the laboratory door automatically recognized Yan Hao's identity.
"The laboratory assistant, Yan Hao, has passed the verification."
With the sound of passing the verification, the door of the laboratory opened with a click, and Yan Hao pushed the door open, and what he saw was still the level 9 mecha standing in the center of the inspection room. Every time he sees this mecha, Yan Hao will be unconsciously attracted, and after looking at it for a long time, he can't help thinking about when he can build such a mecha by himself.
When Mr. Pang came out of the spare parts room, what he saw was Yan Hao staring blankly at the ninth-level mecha he had made halfway. He was not unhappy, or went up to interrupt him immediately. As a mecha maker, if you are indifferent when you see high-level mechas, that is the problem. On the contrary, when seeing an advanced mecha, the light in the eyes and the impulse in the heart will be the driving force for a mecha maker to learn and grow.
Yan Hao didn't indulge in it for too long. After about ten minutes, his optical brain vibrated and he regained his mind. He was just about to look down at his optical brain when the corner of his eyes suddenly caught Pang Lao standing aside. Smiling figure.
"Teacher." Yan Hao quickly turned around and greeted Mr. Pang respectfully.
"It's pretty early." Pang always asked Yan Hao to come at nine o'clock every weekend, but it was only half past eight.
"I got up early, so I came here directly." Yan Hao said.
"Have you had breakfast?" Elder Pang asked.
"I have eaten. I brought breakfast for the teacher. Has the teacher eaten?" Yan Hao held up the breakfast in his right hand, but he was afraid that the breakfast he bought would not be liked by Mr. Pang, so he was a little nervous.
"I'm really hungry when you say that." Old Pang walked over with a smile, took the breakfast in Yan Hao's hand, opened it for a look, and said with some surprise, "It's the steamed stuffed bun from the third canteen."
"Yeah." Yan Hao relaxed when he saw that Mr. Pang had accepted him.
"I heard that their buns are made after the ancient earth. They are called soup dumplings. They taste very good. They are sold for half an hour every morning. I have always wanted to eat them, but I have never snatched one." Pang Lao said.
"Then I'll buy it for the teacher tomorrow." Yan Hao said immediately.
"Good." Old Pang cast a approving look at Yan Hao. As expected, he was still a caring little disciple. Those disciples in the past knew how to do experiments in the laboratory every day, or ask him for various questions. Something for breakfast.
(Disciples: ... )
It was the first time for Yan Hao to be praised by his elders like this, and he was happy, but he was an adult after all, and he was a little embarrassed when he was praised with the word "good".
"Teacher, is there anything I can do?" Yan Hao said.
"No hurry, wait until I have breakfast. Didn't you receive the email just now? Let's see if there is anything else?" Mr. Pang took the breakfast, found a place at random, and put all the parts on the table. After pawing at the side twice, he began to eat.
There are actually two napkins in the breakfast bag, the little apprentice is really careful.
After being reminded by Pang Lao, Yan Hao looked down at his optical brain, and then found an email from the Federal Special Talent Center in his mailbox.
"Teacher, I have been expelled from the special talent plan." Yan Hao said happily.
"Well, it seems that your second senior brother is still useful." Pang Lao said.
Yan Hao didn't know whether the email was due to the second senior brother or the person Sheng Heng entrusted, but both were for helping him, so he felt that he should be grateful.
"Teacher, I want to thank Second Senior Brother." Yan Hao said.
"It's just a little favor, thank you for nothing, he hasn't given you a gift yet." Pang Lao said indifferently.
"..." Yan Hao.
"But it's time for you to get to know each other. Come here, I'll send him a message and introduce you to each other." Pang Lao said again.
Yan Hao was overjoyed, and hurried over to stand beside Pang Lao.
The video communication was quickly connected, and a middle-aged man in uniform was smiling and looking towards this side. This man was Zhang Yufei, the deputy director of the talent planning center: "Teacher, the person standing next to you is our little Junior brother, right?"
"Second senior brother, hello." Yan Hao asked a little nervously.
"Hi, Junior Brother." Zhang Yufei smiled and nodded towards Yan Hao.
"Thank you, Second Senior Brother." Yan Hao went on to thank him.
"Thank me? Thank you for what?"
"I've received a delisting email from the Special Talent Center."
"Oh, you said this." Zhang Yufei shook his head and said, "I didn't do this. When I was about to delete your name from the talent pool, I found that your name had already been deleted."
Yan Hao didn't show any surprise when he heard this.
"It seems that you know who deleted it for you." Zhang Yufei guessed from Yan Hao's expression, "Are you related to Major General Sheng?"
When Old Pang heard the words Major General Sheng, he couldn't help frowning, and then looked at Yan Hao.
"I don't know Major General Sheng, it's..." Yan Hao paused. Senior Sheng is also surnamed Sheng. Could it be that he comes from the Sheng family, one of the three major generals of the Federation, "Maybe it has something to do with it."
Zhang Yufei smiled, and didn't continue to ask about the relationship between Yan Hao and the Sheng family, but said: "This time I can't help, I will go back to Capital Star in a few months, and then I will make up for the meeting ceremony."
"No... no need."
"Teacher, I still have something to do." Zhang Yufei looked at Pang Lao.
"Well, go get busy." After finishing speaking, the video communication was cut off immediately.
After eating the last soup dumpling in his hand, Mr. Pang wiped his hands with a napkin, and then asked Yan Hao about the previous topic: "What is your relationship with Major General Sheng's family?"
When Mr. Pang took Yan Hao as his apprentice, he asked Professor Qin. Professor Qin told him that Yan Hao was just an ordinary student with no influence behind him. Have a relationship? As a teacher, Mr. Pang felt that he needed to mention Yan Hao.
"My partner is Sheng Heng." Yan Hao replied.
"Is that the student you helped modify the mech?" Pang Lao had some reflections on Sheng Heng.
"En." Yan Hao nodded.
"When did you meet?"
"When I first entered freshman year."
"What's his relationship with Major General Sheng?" The Sheng family is a big family, but not everyone in the Sheng family can influence the federal government, especially the federal planning center, which is a purely academic government.
"I don't know." Yan Hao shook his head, "Senior Sheng Heng never told me anything about his family."
"Then did he give you any suggestions, such as asking you to go to the military after graduation?" Pang Lao asked.
"No." Yan Hao shook his head.
"Then you two are just partners?" Elder Pang asked.
"We are still friends." Yan Hao said.
"Xiaohao, it's okay to make friends, and it's okay to form a partner during school, but the teacher doesn't want you to get involved in political struggles." Pang Lao said bluntly, "You are very talented. Next, you are the most likely person to complete the Mimic Mecha. If the Mimic Mecha can be released one day, the teacher hopes that it belongs to the entire Federation, not to a certain force."
One of Pang Lao and Zhong Lao is a free scholar, and the other works for the Federation. Both of them do not belong to any individual power and do not participate in political struggles. They are tenth-level mecha makers, and they are the only ones in the Federation. If any of them belong to a certain force, then the combat effectiveness and influence of that force will inevitably undergo such a huge change. They are already like this, if in the future, Yan Hao, who combines the advantages of the two of them, belongs to a certain force, then the situation of the Federation will definitely change.
"Teacher, I will remember." Yan Hao agreed.
"Okay." Pang Lao said happily, "When you come over tomorrow, you can bring your partner with you. The teacher will take a look at his mecha and help you make some modifications."
"Really? The senior will be very happy when he finds out." Yan Hao said happily.
Old Pang stood up with a smile: "Come with me."
Yan Hao followed Mr. Pang to the warehouse of the laboratory, opened the door and went in. Inside were all kinds of parts neatly arranged clearly. The two continued to walk in, until they reached a corner before stopping.
"The parts here are all broken." Pang Lao pointed to the dense pile of parts piled up in one place in the corner and said, "Most of these broken parts are parts below the seventh grade, and schools above the seventh grade I will find someone to recycle and reuse it, so there are none here. These parts are accumulated by the teacher and your brothers over the years, and you will stay here for the next six months."
Yan Hao widened his eyes, looking at the pile of broken parts.
"You studied pharmacy in middle school." Pang Lao just found out about this matter yesterday. To be honest, he was also a little surprised, "The time to learn mecha is too short, and the foundation is weaker than I imagined. , so in the past six months, the teacher will help you lay the foundation again."
"You can disassemble these broken parts at will to familiarize you with the various parts of the mecha. I will give you a comparison map of the mecha parts. If you have any questions, you can find the answer from the map first. If you don't understand , you can come and ask me." Pang Lao said, "You can ask any question, but you can't ask a question twice."
"Teacher, can I disassemble all these parts?" Learning mechas is very expensive, because the parts of mechas are too expensive, and the mountain of parts in front of me, even if they are discarded, is still valuable. Not cheap.
More importantly, the parts here are accumulated by teachers and seniors for more than ten years. The types of parts covered in it may not be available for purchase outside. For Yan Hao, this is the greater wealth.
"It's all scrap iron, you can take it apart and play with it casually." Pang Lao said grandly, but he could tell from Yan Hao's excited expression that his little apprentice was very knowledgeable and had already realized the importance of these parts. value.
"Then... can I only come to the laboratory for two days on weekends?" Yan Hao asked tentatively.
Pang Lao laughed and waved his hand: "If you like it, you can take some back and dismantle it."
"Thank you teacher, can I start now?" Yan Hao looked eager to try.
"Go."
With Pang Lao's permission, Yan Hao immediately sat down on the pile of parts, picked up a part casually, and his eyes lit up: "This is the axle of the mecha..."
Mr. Pang watched for a while with a smile on his face, and seeing that Yan Hao no longer had him and this teacher except for parts, he turned around and left while shaking his head in relief.