"Learn by yourself!" The old man did a few operations on his personal brain, and then passed a manual on how to use the robotic arm to Tang Lang.
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No one knows how complicated Tang Lang's mood was, but Lao Wang's mood at that moment was definitely that of a sunburst.
After doing this, the white-haired old man went about his own business, leaving Tang Lang and Lao Wang alone in the laboratory.
It can become the most mysterious palace of knowledge in the academy. Naturally, it not only contains the scientific relics of the predecessors, but also has the most complete equipment.
For example, a 3D printer that can manufacture precise parts. As long as you give the design drawing, the printer can print out the parts according to the material you choose. Ninety percent of the parts required in Tang Lang's design are that large printer
is enough to support.
Another example is the robotic arm in Tang Lang's hand. It looks somewhat similar to the maintenance robotic arm that Fatty usually operates, but its functions are beyond ordinary. It can even control installations with micron-level accuracy with the help of mechanical eyes.
And wiring laying. As the rumors say, except for a starship that requires a shipyard, this place can make anything.
Watching Tang Lang quickly browse through the video and try to control the robotic arm that he was obviously unfamiliar with before, "The Talented Talent" couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly.
Ever since he had just finished "angering" the extremely shameless white-haired academician, his anger seemed to have diminished a lot because it had been vented to a certain extent. At this moment, he was not angry more, but slightly scared.
He said several times in a row that Tang Lang's design was crappy and more likely to be a bomb. This was by no means an exaggeration. That was what his professional skills of more than 20 years of research in this field told him. But Edward still stubbornly insisted on making the original.
, that's okay. With his level, even if there is such a danger, he can nip it in the bud, but he actually asked a new student to do it.
What’s even more frightening is that this new student is actually studying now. What is this? Is this a conspiracy?
Could it be that, in order to cover up the evidence of his crime, that guy was going to bury himself, the "warrior", in this palace of knowledge? And in the end, his reason was because of a mistake in a certain experiment? He even did not hesitate to pay for this name.
Are they considered outstanding freshmen and this laboratory, which is extremely expensive to the outside world?
After thinking about it carefully, Lao Wang's already strong body couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Teacher Wang, can I start?" Tang Lang quickly browsed the video content and felt somewhat confident.
The control of the robotic arm was much easier than he thought. A powerful enough brain could make this extremely complex thing almost "idiot-like". It was definitely much easier than learning the "window" system thousands of years ago.
Moreover, most parts can be completed by a parts printer. He only needs to use a robotic arm to install the components and then connect them with lines.
Looking at the closed door of the laboratory, Lao Wang, who was full of sorrow and solemnity, faced the new student who "knew nothing" about his own destiny, with pity on his face: "Tang Lang, there are only two of us here, please tell me the truth,
Were you ever afraid of death when you were on the battlefield?"
Faced with this almost unconstrained thinking, Tang Lang couldn't help but be slightly startled even if his mental quality was good. He was just turning the design into an original, even if this great professor wanted to target himself and the white-haired old man.
, but it’s not like it’s a life-or-death situation, right? Could it be said that the day I made the finished product was when he jumped off the building?
Although this guy is annoying, his crime will not lead to death, right?
Thinking of this, Tang Lang did not dare to be as impassioned as when talking to his comrades on the battlefield. "It is the duty of a soldier to shroud his body in horse leather!" and "Don't be afraid of sacrifice and overcome all difficulties!" are things that must not be mentioned here. Even his voice changed.
Some became cautious: "It depends on why you are fighting. I am not afraid of death for my motherland and my relatives, but if it is for the selfish desires of some interest groups, I think my own life is more precious."
"That's right! You are quite a down-to-earth person." Lao Wang nodded and asked, "Does that ideal count?"
"My ideal was that my family members were safe and sound!" Tang Lang looked at Lao Wang and tried to figure out his thoughts. "Then it probably depends on what the ideal is. If you are just waiting to die just to eat, then it is better not to die."
"That's wonderful!" Lao Wang clapped his hands and said with bright eyes: "Then, let's start now!"
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Tang Lang couldn't help but have a headache. This great professor must have a funny brain!
"Then I'll start." Tang Lang put the robotic arm on his arm and asked.
"Sit and wait!" Wang Boyong, who seemed to have made some decisions in his heart, moved a chair and sat next to Tang Lang, watching him send the components in his design to the printer.
It's very real to sit and wait.
Originally, he had a bit of luck, that is, Tang Lang's original design was improved by the white-haired old man. In this way, although the white-haired old man's despicable behavior was confirmed, it would not really make a big one.
The bomb comes out.
But he was disappointed. All the parts Tang Lang printed were based on his three-dimensional design drawings, without any changes.
Tang Lang was indeed a novice, and his very clumsy techniques at first made Lao Wang have the urge to help him, but his learning ability was extremely strong, and as time went by, he became more and more proficient, and half
Hours later, the skeleton of the entire controllable energy valve body has come out.
Tang Lang used a mechanical arm to install several core components into the energy valve, which looked equally terrible. Lao Wang sneered and sat on the chair to watch Tang Lang's operation. So far, Tang Lang's original energy valve has been completed.
Eighty percent, basically as he predicted before, he is a scumbag.
Even, judging from the current situation, I don't know if it can run.
Wait, run? Then you have to input energy. But once energy is input, it will explode!
Just when Lao Wang reacted, Tang Lang had already used a mechanical arm to completely close the outer shell of the energy valve, completing the last step of the entire original energy valve.
Then, Tang Lang picked up the energy valve and pressed the button on the console. The console split to the left and right, and a groove rose from top to bottom. Tang Lang put the ugly energy valve into it, full of industrial design.
The aesthetic grooves are a little out of place, but they do not prevent the two pipes glowing with light blue light from being connected to the energy valve at all.
Of course Lao Wang knows what it is. It is an energy transmission pipeline. As long as the energy valve is activated, this complete simulated energy transmission test bench can be used to test the function of the energy valve. The smart brain can analyze the accuracy of the energy distribution of the energy valve.
Spend.
It had to stop, otherwise the laboratory would be destroyed by a terrible explosion. Lao Wang, who was sitting on the chair waiting in a waiting posture, stood up quickly and pounced towards Tang Lang.
He is not afraid of death, but he wants to save the public property of the college.
But Tang Lang's skills were much stronger than his, a professor who had been exercising all year round and had the combat power of an intermediate level two mecha master.
With a subconscious backhand, he pressed the senior professor on the console, while with the other hand, he pressed the switch.
"Buzzing" is like current flowing through, and the energy valve that has been charged with energy flow starts to work.
Only then did Tang Lang let go of the despairing senior professor, "I'm sorry, Teacher Wang, this is instinct."
"Damn, it's over..." The senior professor closed his eyes in pain.
In this moment of lightning, Lao Wang thought a lot.
Any ideals or warriors are all bullshit. Only by saving your life can you be a warrior who upholds the truth. Otherwise, as the saying goes: despicability is the passport of the despicable, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble.
At this moment, the "romantic talent" felt sorry for the ancestors here, sorry for the teachers who had worked hard to train him, sorry for his students who had not yet graduated, and sorry for the beauties who had spent a night with him but never gave results...
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Of course, at the moment when the blue light of the energy valve was so strong that it pierced his closed eyes and opened them in fear, Lao Wang felt that the person he was most sorry for was himself.