"Instructor, can I receive the armor now? I can't wait to see Brother T!"
In the habitat area of the Southern Cross Central Space Station, Tong Ling was shaking the instructor's arm and asking questions one after another.
The transport ship is currently undergoing technical transformation at the Southern Cross Central Shipyard.
Another major technological innovation has occurred this month, and some additional new equipment for subspace stacking and hyperwarp flight stability control will be installed on the transport ship.
Therefore, the expected rest period was extended by one month to four months.
Being able to go to the battlefield a month later, some people were happy and some were disappointed, but Tong Ling didn't care at all. She only thought about meeting Brother T.
She has been waiting in the habitat area for three days. The instructor only said that T100 is in a special situation and needs to be patient.
Others' Sky X3 type is standard armor and only needs to be debugged once before leaving the factory.
However, as a specially-made new armor, the T100 needs to undergo complex reliability demonstration and additional debugging before it is handed over to the pilots.
The pilot taking over now is Tong Ling, a little girl who is only twelve years old. Of course, she must be more cautious.
The information in the smart weapon database is extremely large.
When the pilot programs and enters the preset program, the amount of information that needs to be transmitted is not small. It is impossible to use keyboard or voice input. The only way is to directly connect the pilot with the armor system, and through thinking resonance, enough information can be transferred in a short time.
information is passed on.
Every direct nerve connection will have a huge impact on the pilot's spirit.
There is one parameter that is very important when directly connecting nerves, which is related to the stability of the link and the rate of information transmission, which is the degree of coordination.
During the link, if the pilot's mental state is slightly poor, his concentration is slightly slack, or his level is unstable, resulting in a sharp drop in coordination, he may have a mental breakdown on the spot and become a vegetative state.
This type of pilot is often called a Breaker.
The consciousness of the broken person will be involved in the armor's intelligent system, and then torn into pieces, becoming meaningless redundant information in the intelligent system, and will be shattered in the next system self-check.
This data has no value in collecting. It can neither reconstruct the personality nor analyze the available resources. Even the professional skills possessed by the Breaker pilot cannot be extracted.
Of course, if a student can pass the assessment to obtain a professional license and successfully graduate from the pilot academy, it means that the student has comprehensive qualities in all aspects and the probability of becoming a Breaker is low.
But Tong Ling’s situation is special and needs to be treated with caution.
Time passed day by day, and half a month passed before she knew it. Tong Ling could not wait for the news about T100.
Her mood slowly cooled down from the initial anxiety and became calmer. She opened the T100 manual again, reviewing the past page from beginning to end to learn the new.
Little did Tong Ling know that her every move these days was under the eyes of the jury.
If she continues to be so impatient, she may really miss out on the T100.
On this day, Tong Ling finally got her wish.
She passed the observation assessment and was taken to the confidential warehouse of the Southern Cross Center by the instructor.
The instructor entered the verification, and the sealed compartment made a rumbling sound and slowly opened.
The T100, which was completely black and glowed slightly under the light, slowly appeared in front of Tong Ling's eyes.
"From today on, it's yours. I hope you can control it."
The instructor said a little excitedly.
He knew how thrilling the two-week final review was.
Tong Ling was completely unaware and just stared blankly at the huge armor.
The feeling of being watched becomes more and more clear.
She even vaguely felt that the person standing opposite her was not an intelligent weapon, but a human being.
"Thank you, instructor, I understand."
"No need to thank me."
The instructor took a deep breath and asked, "Do you want to take a break and then test your coordination?"
"No need to rest, I'm in good condition now. Let's start now."
"Sure?"
"Definitely and definitely!"
Seeing the little girl's cheerful look, the instructor was inexplicably infected by her, "Okay!"
He also imitated Tong Ling's tone and said loudly.
Following the instructor's operation, a circular hole with a diameter of 0.5 meters was opened on the chest of T100, and then a noose-like connecting wire stretched out from the inside, extending to a height of 0.8 meters from the ground.
At the end of the connecting cable is a metal plate flowing with colorful light like soap bubbles in the sun.
Of course, these lights are not just for visual beauty.
Each different color changes alternately, which is a manifestation of the system releasing energy surges similar to the quantum storm of the human brain.
"You still remember the operating procedures, right?"
the instructor asked.
Tong Ling nodded, "Remember."
"Okay, let's get started."
Tong Ling closed her eyes tightly and slowly put the palm of her right hand up.
The colored light turned into substance and spread upwards little by little along Tong Ling's palm until the back of her hand was submerged in it.
A painful expression began to appear on her face.
This is a natural reaction when a person's palms are penetrated by energy, indicating that her mind is beginning to connect with the T100 system.
The instructor's heart was in his throat.
Although he did not believe in the gods and Buddhas, he still prayed silently in his heart for the blessings of the sages. He hoped that nothing would happen to Tong Ling and that it would be best if his coordination level could pass 50% in the first test.
About five minutes later, information began to appear on the blank projection in front of the instructor's eyes.
"Coordination degree: 51.56%."
The instructor clenched his right hand into a fist and almost wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
You bet right!
Tong Ling's first test exceeded the previous high record.
My feeling is correct!
He was grinning like a fool, as if he had seen what he looked like when he was awarded a medal by a general when he was promoted.
But in Tong Ling's thinking space, she got into inexplicable trouble.
The situation is not as good as the instructor seems.
The brain system of T100 is very manic, like a violent storm.
No matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find the virtual input port that should have appeared easily.
She is lost and trapped.
…
At the other end of the distance, Chen Feng also had a sad face.
He also didn't expect that the little girl was so well coordinated with the T100 system that she would immediately enter the full thinking mode as soon as she connected for the first time.
This was supposed to be a deep mode that could only be opened by a skilled pilot and an armor that had worked together for a long time and "understood each other's ins and outs." Unexpectedly, it was automatically triggered.
Chen Fengguang had exhausted all his strength just to communicate with the armor across a long distance.
Now, in this small space, another person's complete consciousness broke into him, and he couldn't help but completely dispersed as soon as he came.
He can't grasp the other person's thinking.
It feels like there is a thick layer of frosted glass between two people who should be familiar with each other.
Each other can see each other's shadow, but they don't know who the other person is, and they can't transmit their voices or talk to each other.
"Fanxing, what should we do now? Can we forcibly cut off the power?"
Chen Feng asked.
Fanxing shrugged, "I'm afraid not. We have to wait until she finds her way out of the maze and pull out your shadow. Otherwise, she will directly become the Broken One."
"This is a bit embarrassing. It's a pity that it's so rare to find someone with a coordination level above 50%."
