But after an unknown amount of time, in the eyes stung by the blue light, the extremely vulgar energy valve became a little crystal clear. I could only hear the sound of energy flowing in the energy valve, but I didn't see what I expected.
of explosion.
If there is no explosion, then he is still alive!
What the hell is going on?
There is no reason for me to still be alive!
Lao Wang was dumbfounded as he looked at the energy valve that was placed in the groove and had begun to work normally. Although the sound was not as quiet as that of a big brand manufacturer, it was definitely working normally. He turned to look at Tang Lang with some difficulty.
, Tang Lang was moving on the screen, and the data on the virtual screen showed that the energy valve was accurately allocating energy according to Tang Lang's choice.
At that moment, Lao Wang's eyes completely froze, and he even had the mentality of hoping that the energy valve would explode quickly, because the scene in front of him simply negated all the scientific theories he had learned for more than twenty years. It was a rejection of him
The negation of the meaning of life’s existence.
After being stunned for a long time, Lao Wang rushed to the energy valve. Regardless of the dazzling blue light, he stared at it with his big eyes for a long time before suddenly smiling with a bright smile on his face.
"Hahaha!" He turned his head and looked at Tang Lang. "I understand, are you just trying to change the sky? Create an atmosphere of terror, and take advantage of the moment I lost my composure to replace it with a fully functional energy valve that I had already built.
, Tsk tsk, this psychological warfare is played by someone who has fought on the front line. And old man Ai said before that he was not finished yet, he was just busy making such a simple shell! Otherwise, how could he fool me! Hey
!No one among you can even use magician methods, but I, Wang Baiyong, am not a heartless person."
"Come on, let me guess, where will you hide the scum you made?" Lao Wang's eyes sparkled. "It's not easy to hide such a big thing! I guess, it can only be in
Under the control panel..."
In Tang Lang's eyes where he couldn't laugh or cry, Lao Wang lay down on the ground regardless of his dignity, searched carefully under the console, then got up angrily, and straightened his collar decently. "Hey, he's not here, boy, what's your trick?
It seems quite high-end. I know, it’s in your clothes..."
Then, like a cheetah that found its prey, Lao Wang suddenly rushed towards Tang Lang, using both hands to greet Tang Lang's "vital" parts.
Lao Wang went crazy... The moment he saw Lao Wang's evil hand touching his crotch, Tang Lang, who felt a sudden chill in his crotch, subconsciously kicked him.
Fortunately, Tang Lang only used two points of strength, and Lao Wang indeed lived up to his reputation as a "romantic talent". His body was in great shape. He was knocked over by Tang Lang's straight kick, and he got up very quickly.
, instinctively patted the dust on his body and straightened his collar, laughing: "Get angry and start taking action! I have already felt it, and it is hard for you to hide such a big thing in that place. We are both men,
I want to ask you, are you panicking?"
...
Tang Lang's emotions at this time were also very complicated. Is this a compliment or harassment? It's okay that he didn't meet him! Could it be said that this "romantic talent"'s usual romance is just a cover-up? To cover up his true preferences?
Thinking of this, the hairs all over Tang Lang's body almost stood up.
"Old Man Ai, I don't accept it, you are trying to coax me with lies!" Lao Wangzhao shouted outside.
"I don't accept peat!" The white-haired old man's avatar appeared on the virtual screen. His wrinkled face was full of disdain. He snapped his fingers without knowing what instructions he gave.
The four mechanical arms on the control table stretched out and clicked to lock Lao Wang's limbs and fix them in place.
"Edward, what do you want to do?" Lao Wang's expression changed drastically.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of "Chainsaw" and the "Wood Crusher Murder Case". Compared with those murderers with no technical content, the technology here is much higher, and there is no need to use anything.
The high pressure of hundreds of thousands of volts turned him into ashes. The two energy transmission tubes connected to the energy valve alone contained at least 2000 Pa of energy, which could shock him without even leaving ashes behind.
"What do I want to do?" the white-haired old man smiled coldly. "You are quite annoying, but you are still a senior professor. Can you have some backbone and be afraid of someone harming you? Don't take yourself too seriously.
Cong, even if your disciplined teacher comes, I can slap him in the face with experimental data."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lao Wang continued to be extremely excited.
"Don't worry about this lunatic!" The white-haired old man looked at Tang Lang, "Go and start testing the energy distribution index, starting from the most subtle level."
Tang Lang moved continuously on the screen, and with the sound of "sizzling" energy flow, the data on the screen began to change.
A line of enlarged numbers suddenly popped up, and the soft voice of the smart computer also sounded: "Minimum level energy distribution, 3 mu Pa!"
The body of a middle-aged man who was still twisting his body violently and unyieldingly as if he was being persecuted suddenly froze. At that moment, he seemed to be assuming a special posture, which was ridiculous. It was not that traditional anyway.
"How is that possible?" Lao Wang's eyes almost popped out of his sockets.
As for the energy valve that must be used in the energy engine, Lao Wang, as a master-level academician and disciple of energy engine research, naturally has enough say. Generally speaking, the more precise the energy can be distributed, the better the mecha master will be.
It can distribute the energy generated by the energy engine to where the mecha needs it most.
The difference between martial arts masters and ordinary people, apart from the difference in moves, is actually that the biggest difference is that every punch or kick he throws is enough to defeat the enemy, and he will never waste an extra point of strength, so as to ensure that he can
Defeat more opponents. Ordinary people who cannot accurately control their bodies and strength are often exhausted after just three punches and five kicks.
This is also the reason why the energy valve is also an extremely important technology in the energy engine. No matter how powerful the energy engine is, it cannot accurately distribute energy. It is definitely a good horse with a bad saddle, and a beautiful girl wears black socks.
, directly lowered it by a notch.
As far as Lao Wang knows, even the three major military industry giants have now installed the latest energy valves on the Federation's 9th generation mecha "Mingjiang" class mecha that has not yet entered active service. Its minimum level of energy distribution
It also reaches 10 mu Pa. This simple-looking energy valve can actually increase the efficiency of distribution at a fine level by three times. How much more can be said?
What is this concept? The three major military-industrial companies have invested huge amounts of money and dug out talents everywhere. With great difficulty, they have finally increased the fine allocation from 15muPa 20 years ago to the current 10muPa.
It was announced that it was at least 2 mu pa ahead of the neighboring Jipeng Empire. To this day, Lao Wang, who was qualified to participate in that meeting because of his teacher, still clearly remembers the look on the face of Academician Zhan Tianheng, the chief scientist of the largest military industrial enterprise.
Wei's proud expression is the result of his nearly 2,000 scientific research teams working hard day and night.
But now, a new student, a scribbling work designed to fool a few people, has crushed the scientific research team composed of several academicians and Wang Boyong no less than him into scum.
This is so unscientific!
"Science requires practice! Not blind conjecture!" The white-haired old man opened the door, strode in, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and growled softly: "Let him go!"
The robotic arm was released, leaving a somewhat lost Lao Wang standing there.
"This is the certificate just sent by the Patent Certification Center of the Federal Academy of Sciences. It has your teacher's autograph on it!" Patting the paper on Lao Wang's hand, the white-haired old man looked at Tang Lang, and the expression on his face became warm: "
Good job, boy!"
"Teacher, you teach me well!" Tang Lang flattered me.
It's too far to call him an academician or professor. If he doesn't call him "teacher" at this time, why would he call him "teacher"? Although Tang Lang is not very sociable, he will never miss such an opportunity. Besides, what kind of patents has "White Hair Stan" obtained?
According to Tang Lang's understanding, the certificate can be converted into RMB currency at any time as long as it has a patent.
Now, he is really short of money.
Since he had a formal conversation with Fatty, if he wanted to design an ideal mecha, not to mention the design fee, the materials alone would require more than 10 million credits. Compared to the dozen or so they have on hand now
Wan, that basically belongs to the stage of thinking about it.
It was rare for the white-haired old man to flatter Tang Lang. He didn't agree to the title of teacher, but he didn't object either.
As for the "ambiguity" between the old and the young, Lao Wang didn't pay attention at all at this time.
He blankly scanned the last few familiar signatures on the patent certificate, and Hua Tianli's name popped up on the paper. Like an enlightenment, Lao Wang, who had regained his freedom, rushed to the control console, turned off the switch, and waited for the energy valve to cool down before panicking.
He took the mechanical arm to disassemble the energy valve. As he saw, the energy valve had not been replaced at all. It was still Tang Lang's scumbag design, and the arrangement of components inside still lacked the simplicity and beauty of industrial design.
But now, in Lao Wang's eyes, the scummy design is completely different.
After all, he is an expert in this field. It is like an ordinary person who suddenly comes to the world of another sword fairy. No matter how you look at it, it is strange and unreasonable. But when his ideas are completely subverted, his mentality changes and he comes back again.
Looking at all this, it was completely different, and he finally saw the key to Tang Lang's design.
There is no doubt that it is easy to form subtle electron storms between components, but the most wonderful thing about Tang Lang's design is to use these electron storms. Countless electron storm groups do not merge with each other to form energy flames, but form an energy flame.
A strange repulsive force directs the energy flow to the desired location. It can be said that Tang Lang's design did not stop at traditional energy distribution from the beginning, but was based on the generation of electron storms and the repulsion of these electron storms.
Managed to achieve the most granular level of energy distribution.
These are forbidden areas according to common sense, so countless people have stopped here and chosen other directions, including Lao Wang, who dare not set foot in the forbidden area.
But Tang Lang, who dared to step into the restricted area, told Lao Wang with reality that success belongs to those who are brave enough and do not stick to the rules.
"It's breathtaking!" Lao Wang was amazed and looked back at Tang Lang. "How did you come up with this method?"
"Are you telling the truth?" Tang Lang said cautiously, facing the white-haired old man with the same inquiring gaze.
"Of course it's the truth! Science can't be false at all!" The two people in the scientific community nodded collectively.
"Looking at the questions, I was confused at first, but at that moment, I thought of Einstein, Newton, Tesla... I was not taking the exam alone!" Tang Lang was very honest.
answer.
"Speak humanly!" The white-haired old man couldn't help grinding his teeth.