Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

God, Nan Jing always felt that Smart One was spying on his privacy all the time and talking nonsense in his mind, chattering is sometimes very troublesome, but when Smart One really disappeared, he was still silently sad For a long time, I was even deeply worried about whether it could be turned on again.

But now, when he heard the familiar voice again, his mood was almost so good that it exploded!

The baby voice began to growl, and Smart One vented his uselessness.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh damn tester! It's all its fault, if it weren't for its wayward labor and management, it would be impossible to run out of energy and almost sleep in the terminal!"

Nan Jing originally wanted to ask if you were okay, but after hearing Smart One's angry roar, he swallowed it back.

Smart No. [-] seems to have become accustomed to the sudden successful restart after a period of crash, and there is no excitement of saying goodbye to the reunion. At most, it will be a little more excited after restarting.

"The self-healing ability of labor and capital is indeed the best in the universe!" Smart One was showing off, and then it disliked Nanjing: "If you weren't too weak, I would have restarted a long time ago."

Although Nan Jing was despised by Smart One more than once, this was the first time he felt a little bit ashamed—maybe it was just like Smart One said, he was too weak and dragged it down.

"Uh, first of all, thank you for your help. In addition, I will seriously consider your suggestions, such as using special methods to improve the source of consciousness." Nan Jing said to Smart One with a smile on his face.

Smart No. [-] suspects that its program is disordered, and the boot method is wrong, so that it cannot correctly recognize the language of the host.

My God, the host who has always treated it as a slave and often threatened it by shutting down the terminal completely, actually expressed his gratitude to it and was willing to become his experimental subject?

Smart No. [-] whispered: "If, if you are sincere, I will, I will forgive you."

Smart No. [-] interpreted it as the host trying to please it, and its sense of existence and vanity were greatly satisfied, but there was a strange pink light flashing.

This is shy.

Nan Jing couldn't help touching the terminal with a smile.

After Smart No. [-] was completely groomed, he started talking non-stop: "Let me see if your mental power and source of consciousness have improved during this period of time."

It quickly made a simple test for the South Mirror.

"Well, the level of mental power is... Well, let's look at the source of consciousness first, the source of consciousness..."

Smart No. [-] was messed up, and roared angrily: "During the time I was away, what have you done!? The level of mental power is still the advanced stage of the lowest level F? Although the source of consciousness is successfully activated, it is still the first stage? Furutake What about the value? Gu Wu’s value is actually not even level two!!! My God, my great host, what have you done?”

"..."

Nan Jing thought, do you want to let it crash again?

Of course it's just thinking about it.

Smart No. [-] was indeed able to measure his basic situation.

In the first half month since the beginning of school, Nanjing was eager to check the information on artificial intelligence, and went to the largest library in the virtual world to look up electronic information every day.

Although almost no practice was performed, the course was not pulled down.

In the next half month, since Landis inexplicably disappeared after the simulation world machine martial arts competition, Nan Jing's heart could no longer calm down. Anxiety and boredom were mixed together. His progress was indeed very small, and Xiaodao could hardly be ignored. Excluding!

Nam Kyung is ashamed!

Moreover, although he vaguely remembered that Smart No. [-] said that a large part of its kinetic energy came from the strength of the host itself, he never grasped the method of improvement.

In just half a minute, Smart No. [-] has gone through all the communication materials of Nanjing these days.

"Oh? It seems that you still have some brains!" Smart One rarely praised Nan Jing.

Nan Jing asked, "What did you see?"

Smart No. [-] said: "You have not broken contact with the male god, this is really your most wise place."

"..."

"Starting from October 10st, you will receive a good morning greeting from the male god at six o'clock in the morning, and a good night greeting from the male god at 30:25 every night. In seven days, you have contacted the male god 10 times on average. [-] minutes at a time... oh let me analyze the intimacy revealed in your conversations..."

"..."

Nan Jing felt that he needed to talk about privacy with Smart One.

"I just knew, with my host's natural shit luck, how could it be possible that IQ and EQ are in arrears? Ahaha, it's going well!"

"..."

Damn can't help it!

If you tell Smart One that he's in a relationship with Landis right now, will Smart One's yelling blow his head out?

Nan Jing decided not to tell it.

Although Smart One is offline most of the time, its capabilities are indeed vast, and the database stored by the intelligent body is terrifyingly huge, not to mention that this intelligent body is still from the distant future.

It is indeed time to improve one's own ability. Nanjing decided to dedicate his time to the library and practice room.

The matter of Landis was settled, Smart One was revived again, and the burden on Nan Jing's shoulders instantly disappeared without a trace, and it was extremely relaxing.

Under the guidance of Smart One, Nan Jing first came to the contact venue of the Mecha Manufacturing Department.

It was the first time for him to come to the training hall since the beginning of school, and he almost didn't even find the right way.

The exterior of the training hall is made of crystals of various colors. From the first floor to the tenth floor, the colors of the layers are different, showing a regular gradient.

This crystal is formed into a glass state after special treatment, and the color is transparent.

Standing in front of the gate of the crystal coffin, Nan Jing stopped and hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Smart One asked.

Nan Jing said: "I think I need to go to the library to borrow the materials I need first. I am not proficient in the use of those parts and the source of consciousness."

Not only is he not proficient, he only knows the composition and fusion of some basic parts and materials, as well as the source of consciousness...

It wasn't until Smart One said that his source of consciousness had been turned on that Nan Jing accepted the fact that he didn't feel anything at all in disbelief.

So unexpected.

Because the opening of the source of consciousness requires a certain opportunity, Nan Jing did not demand that he go through strict training to find that opportunity at the beginning.

But when exactly?

Nan Jing thought about it but couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore, but this question always remained in his heart.

At this time, Smart One said in a contemptuous and lazy tone: "Library? The things in it are mixed with good and bad, full of nonsense, and you may not even touch the edge after watching it for a week. What's more, there is a professional-level master guide like me." , what other rubbish do you need?"

Nan Jing wiped silently, straightened his body, and stepped into the hall of God's Domain for the first time again with excitement.

There were quite a lot of people in the hall on the first floor of the spacious and bright crystal coffin. After Nan Jing came in, he followed the instructions to find the material room. When he walked past a group of students who were discussing, those students stopped discussing and their eyes fell on Nan Jing.

"Hey, isn't that who?"

"It seems to be true. This is the first time I saw him enter the crystal coffin since the beginning of school, right?"

"Gene level D, what's the use of being good-looking? Hehe."

"Of course it works. Have you forgotten how he became popular?"

Nan Jing passed them by calmly, his eyes never slanted, instantly heightening his nobility and glamor.

After giving these people a rounded back of the head, Nan Jing couldn't help but twitched his eyelids.

Nima, UCANUUP, NOCANNOBIBI!

So famous, so tiring.

"What did you do while I was away?" With its keen observation, Smart One discovered that Nan Jing's ability to pull hatred had increased by more than one level.

Nan Jing said calmly: "Probably my beauty has convinced everyone."

"..."

Host, you have learned badly!

The division between the floors of the crystal coffin is very strict. The first-year freshmen’s materials are all on the first floor, and the laboratory is also on the first floor. The upper floors are the second grade, the third grade... until the seventh grade at the highest level.

Students in the upper grades can go to the lower grades, and students in the lower grades go to the labs in the upper grades. They need to meet certain performance requirements and apply to the school. They can only go to the upper grades after passing the review.

As for the high-grade students who can't reach the level of the low-grade students... I'm sorry, since the establishment of the Sifal Military Academy, there has never been such a situation of hanging tails. If there are such hanging-tailed students, they will probably be expelled from school.

There is no motivation without pressure.

"What is the eighth floor?" Nan Jing walked towards the material room, curiously asking his know-it-all.

Smart No. [-] knows quite a lot about the Sifal Military Academy, "The eighth to tenth floors are all high-grade materials, which can only be used by master-level mech makers. It can be said that the third floor is a special laboratory for masters. "

Master.

Nan Jing was extremely envious.

My son, the Galaxy Empire, a master-level mecha maker not only has to conduct various tricky tests, but also has a seventh-level mecha that has been successfully produced independently.

It can be said that whether a high-level mecha can be successfully produced is a clear watershed between ordinary mecha makers and mecha manufacturing masters.