Rebirth of the first interstellar empress

In the Galactic Empire, whether they are masters or ordinary students, they have a great sense of self-protection for their own discoveries. After signing their names in a special way on the first academic report that appears, no matter how much they copy it in the future Even copying the name cannot be modified.

However, it is unreasonable that such a great paper, which can be said to open up a new world of consciousness sources, is not signed.

"Smart One, do you know who the author of the article is?" Nan Jing asked.

If Intelligent No. [-] is not limited by its shape and cannot possess an entity, it will definitely roll its eyes, "I am just a resourceful artificial intelligence and not a know-it-all. How could the intelligent brain know such trivial things."

Nan Jing was in a good mood and didn't care about it.

"Oh, what a pity, he must be a master." Nan Jing expressed deep regret.

If possible, he really wanted to have a good chat with this anonymous author.

After the excitement, Nan Jing withdrew his joyful mood. He had only taken a small step on the road to success. He only had to purify the materials, and the rest had to start cutting and assembling.

Cutting is not difficult, you just need to use tools to grind holes according to the shape on the drawing.

Because after the material is sent to the buyer, it is already in the shape required by the part. This is directly mass-produced by using sophisticated machines, and the mech maker will not waste time on it.

In order to save time, Nanjing did not use tools, and directly used the source of consciousness to detect the force points in the first material that need to match the second material, the inlay points that need to be fused into the No. [-] metal material, and so on.

Only a perfect fit without leaving any gaps can greatly increase the success rate and effective utilization rate.

Nan Jing aligned the three protrusions and concaves at the same time, and used the source of consciousness to slowly fasten and insert them together. The whole process was extremely slow, much slower than manipulating the purification materials of the source of consciousness before.

No breaks, no wear, no uneven stress.

Bit by bit, round and square columns are embedded into the corresponding holes that have been polished. The metal material is columnar, interspersed with the column left in the middle after the first material and the second material are combined. On the body, it is used for reinforcement in the last step.

The first-level three-star No. [-] material has been completed.

This is just a small part the size of half a palm, used in the joints of the mecha, but it is not an easy task to make it to the extreme.

Nan Jing looked at the parts and fell into thinking again.

If parts can be made with only standard shapes, why do we have to use these three materials?

There must be other reasons.

Nan Jing held the pocket parts over and over again, and the overflowing consciousness in his hands groped for the connection.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Nan Jing found something strange.

At the various contacts connected by different materials, the original independent particle chains are actually sorted together with other chains next to them, just like the particles of the two materials are fused with each other to form a new material.

This discovery shocked Nan Jing. He carefully looked at the chains that were still intertwined with each other but left gaps like DNA chains. He thought that this is another powerful function of the source of consciousness that is completely different from physical and chemical methods. — Fusion.

Yes, only the power of the source of consciousness can perfectly integrate two completely different materials.

And these materials seem to be very particular.

Although there is some deviation in the force in a certain place, the fusion effect in that place is not good, but Nan Jing feels that after today's experiment, he has already made a lot of money.

The desire for knowledge is always greater than the desire for victory. After this experiment is done, it has far exceeded the meaning of betting.

"Well, although it can't reach the perfect value, it's enough."

Nan Jing sat on the stool behind him, stretched his sore and numb waist, turned left and right, and his mood was never so relaxed.

"I thought you were a perfectionist who pursued perfection."

Seeing that Nan Jing gave up his plan to continue the research, Smart One, who had already prepared to wait in the laboratory for another two hours, was inconceivable.

Nan Jing laughed and picked up the parts and left the laboratory.

"I've never been a perfectionist. That's too stupid and too hairy. To be honest, my success rate and effective utilization rate are [-] higher than the record. I'm very happy."

"..."

If it is higher than zero point one, the arrogant Sidia will definitely go crazy.

Smart No. [-] silently crouched in a corner and disliked himself—how could he have forgotten that its host is not a white lotus, a good man and a faithful woman, who can kill anger and will definitely not half kill anger.

It even believed that if Nanjing could control the final success rate and effective utilization rate, he would rather give up the possibility of the highest record and change to the set of values ​​that bullied Sidia to tears.

Oh, as expected of the master's child, even his temperament is exactly the same.

Nan Jing came out, holding the parts that had been preliminarily tested by the instrument.

The time is eleven forty in the morning, just in time for lunch.

There were less than ten people left in the hall who stood firm on the front line, including Yun Jinghan who had just been discharged from the hospital with the doctor's permission, and Yun Tianyi who accompanied him.

Seeing Nan Jing come out, the eyes of the people in the hall lit up. Bella and Anta rushed over with tears as if they had seen a savior. One took out the electronic recording version, and the other turned on the recording function of the terminal, and recorded Nan Jing Stop at the door of the laboratory.

"Hello, hello, I'm Bella, the reporter of the school newspaper, and he's my partner, Anta. Do we have the honor to interview you?"

Bella even forgot the punctuation in her desperation.

Nan Jing was taken aback by the sudden siege, and then saw Ellens and the Yun family brothers standing not far away and blinking at him.

Nan Jing smiled, and said apologetically, "Why don't we make an appointment another day, I'm a little hungry now, and there are a few friends waiting for me."

The test results had come out, and everyone was staring helplessly, but Nan Jing stopped him with a word.

Bella was on the verge of tears. She had been waiting for a whole week and this morning. Even for their perseverance, they had to give it a chance!

Yuanyuan's face was full of pleading, and Bella clasped her hands together in front of her chest, pleading: "Please, please, soon, soon, we have been waiting for a long, long time."

"Ah... the main reason is that the specific data of the parts is still unclear."

Nan Jing hesitated, not because he didn't want to tell everyone the result now, but because the result was not the final one at all.

The detector can only test the data of parts with a success rate of less than 80.00%, and the parts of South Mirror obviously exceed the upper limit of ordinary detectors.

Although Nan Jing is confident about the final result, he still needs to go through more accurate tests to confirm it, otherwise he would be too arrogant.

At this moment, several people came out of the elevator.

It can be seen that this master is not young anymore, even with a strong source of consciousness and spiritual power, even at the level of ancient martial arts, he has already entered old age after the middle age stage.

He was accompanied by two young students in white study uniforms. When Yun Tianyi and Ellens saw this teacher, they looked at each other and saw each other's serious turmoil.

This master has been at the Sifal Military Academy for a full hundred years, and he is also the most famous mech manufacturing master of the Sifal Military Academy in the Galactic Empire. However, this master has stopped teaching a long time ago and almost never goes down to the tenth floor.

Not only the students, even the teachers rarely see the legendary master.

Nan Jing didn't understand this, but saw this serious-looking old man walking up to him with a sullen face, and the two young reporters stepped aside in embarrassment.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

Nan Jing politely said hello to this old man who could be seen as an elder just because of his age.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at Nan Jing up and down, his long white eyebrows moved, and then his eyes stayed on the completed part in Nan Jing's hand.

"This part is not allowed to be taken out of the crystal hall, I need to take it away for testing."

The attitude of the old man is not gentle, but the rigor and seriousness of Liberty are in it.

Nanjing did not intend to take the parts out. The school provided them free of charge for students to practice, and no one could take them away without authorization.

Even if this part is infused with the efforts of students, it can even break the record.

"If the test results come out, can you inform me of the result data?" Nan Jing asked.

Not only Nanjing, everyone is very concerned about this issue.

It should be known that the success rate and effective utilization rate of parts can be regarded as a privacy for each producer. If there are no special circumstances, the data is generally kept confidential.

It stands to reason that the producer is of course qualified to know whether his success is sweet or not, but it is hard to say when he comes into contact with the school's senior management.

The old man glanced at Nan Jing, snorted and said, "It's wrong to compare the success rate and effective utilization rate of parts, children's mind!"

Nan Jing almost jumped up.