Mecha S*ave Contract

Seeing the shock in everyone's eyes, the middle-aged man's expression also became serious, "I think you see this set of data, and you know why I came to you."

"This part...this part..."

A man with glasses was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said loudly: "This can't be true, there must be something wrong! Theoretically, it can't be justified."

"Yes, the effective utilization rate of the first-class parts is currently up to 90%. This has been proven by masters in the first 100 years. How can it be 98%?" Another female research institute wondered.

The middle-aged man looked at a twenty-five or six-year-old man beside him and said, "Shen Yuan, what do you say?"

At this time, the parts were in Shen Yuan's hands, and he was a little uncertain. Seeing the middle-aged man asked him, he stood up and said respectfully: "Teacher Tiga, I think this part is a natural combination, so there should be no problem."

Tiga looked at his proud disciple and smiled slightly. His conclusion was the same as Shen Yuan, "Don’t dispute, I have shown this part to Master Yan, and he personally concluded that nothing was done on this part. Hands and feet. Moreover, he asked us to find this person and be sure to notify him as soon as possible."

As soon as Tiga finished speaking, the other people in the room took a breath. They are all mecha researchers, or mecha manufacturers, so they know more about how rare the last words of middle-aged people are.

Mecha maker is a very unbelievable profession. Unlike mecha fighters, regardless of their level, they will be respected and can find a battlefield that suits their level.

Because the mecha maker does not require genetic levels or physical strength levels, the gate fence is very low. The low-level mecha makers who are just getting started will even be called as repairmen, and the salary is difficult to make a living.

High-level mecha makers will be recruited by big companies and families, and the conditions are so good that people are jealous. Such people are among the lucky few among the large number of mecha manufacturers. One is that the requirements of big companies, big families and even the military are too high. Second, the number of senior manufacturers is inherently small. If you can't afford the huge amount of research expenses and there are no conditions for trial and error assembly, it will be difficult for the low-level to enter the mid-level, let alone the high-level.

The vast majority of mecha manufacturers are dependent on mecha fighters, and almost every mecha fighter will have its own mecha maker.

The mecha makers who are not selected by mecha fighters will generally work hard to enter the manufacturing research department of the enterprise group, and even the worse ones can work in mecha repair or production plants. Because of the unparalleled status of mecha in the current society, a job can always be found regardless of salary.

And above the advanced manufacturers, the mecha builders who have truly achieved great success are no longer called vassals of the mecha fighters. They have the status and status recognized by the society, and they are also attacked because of the creation of advanced mechas. A warrior respected.

Master Yan is the only person in the Kane Group who can be called a master. If this master casually pointed out a sentence or two, they might be able to make them infinitely useful.

But masters all have their own tempers. Master Yan is withdrawn and usually stays in his own dedicated research room. It is strictly forbidden to disturb others. Only their boss, Tiga, can go in and ask for instructions at a fixed time.

And now, just because of a single part, Master Yan has asked someone to personally.

After a long silence, an old man in the room said: "Since Master Yan said this is true, then this person is indeed a talent!"

Shen Yuan followed, "Yes, this person can increase the effective application rate of first-level parts to such a scary data under the condition that all the masters and top technology are powerless, it is really-amazing!"

Tiga smiled, "It's more than amazing. Maybe he has mastered a manufacturing technique that we are not familiar with. If it spreads out, the world will be crazy, and the famous mecha combat geniuses will also go crazy!"

The man with glasses was still a little unconvinced, "But, if this is just a coincidence, besides, it's only a first-class part..."

At this time, the female researcher also said hesitantly: "Wang Yong said that it is not unreasonable. No matter how amazing the improvement of the first-level parts, it will not cause much shock. After all, it is only installed on the most common mecha."

Tiga glanced at them. He understood Wang Yong's thoughts and even felt empathy. They are senior researchers who have been working in the laboratory of the Kane Group, a world-renowned large company, and their remuneration and salary are incomparable in other small places. However, they were actually surpassed by workers in a small, unknown processing plant, which is really unacceptable.

Diga sighed, looked around the people in the office, and said, "What if I said that in the same shipment, more than one such part was found?"

what! Almost everyone in the room stood up.

"Moreover, in addition to nearly two thousand primary parts with an effective application rate of 98%, there are more than two hundred secondary parts with an effective application rate of 93%. Among the secondary parts, there is even one that reaches 95%." Dean said slowly.

In the stunned everyone, Shen Yuan said eagerly: "Teacher! We must find this person."

Dean nodded, "The upper level has already given instructions, no matter what the cost, this person must be found. We have tried our best to contact the manufacturer quietly, and we will sign a long-term contract with them soon."

And now Luo Xiaolou didn't even know that he had already made a group of people jumped. He was sitting nervously in the original car, shaking his hands nervously. But he didn't dare to express it in words, because since just now, the original forehead has been beating. It can be seen that he is already patient without doing anything.

After five minutes of dizziness, Luo Xiaolou opened the car softly, got out of the car as usual, swiped the card and stored the car. I don't know if it was intentional, Yuan Xi carefully brought Luo Xiaolou to the parking lot.

Luo Xiaolou's face was pale, and finally couldn't help saying: "Hey, I was at the school gate just now, and I seemed to see a few shadows that were scraped by you..."

Yuan Xi snorted, not sincerely saying, "Is it, I'm sorry to scare you."

"It's not that, is it okay to bump into someone?" Luo Xiaolou said.

"You should have more confidence in your master's driving skills, and you can never kill people. Besides, would such a big person deliberately stand in front of the school as a roadblock?" Yuan Xi gave Luo Xiaolou a glance and dragged him to the mecha manufacturing. system. Anyway, he has finished the exam, and there shouldn't be anything aside from the placement of classes today.

The two of them didn't know at all, in their daily sarcasm, they had helped Luo Xiaolou solve a small emergency, at least the pillars at the entrance of San Milo Academy never appeared again.

Unlike other departments, there are more people in front of the mecha manufacturing department today than yesterday. Luo Xiaolou was taken aback first, and then he thought about it. Maybe those who didn't pass the exam yesterday, they all came here today.

He found a team to line up. He was impatient and was watched here before, and went to the nearby Guwu Training Hall to wait for Luo Xiaolou.

Luo Xiaolou took a deep breath. Although he knew that today's test should be much simpler than the mecha system, he was still uneasy in his heart. I really can't blame him. After today, he won't have a chance.

Two hours later, Luo Xiaolou and ten other students were called into the gate to take a professional test.

The first is a theoretical test, a written test, and fifty questions, most of which are general knowledge about mechas, which can be found by just browsing the virtual internet.

Luo Xiaolou has only read half of his junior high school textbook now, and the written test is what he is most worried about! But fortunately, for part-time job and hobby, he researched a lot of knowledge about mecha parts, and this time helped him a lot.

Of the fifty questions, he was sure about thirty questions, and the other twenty questions were blank.

Then ten students lined up to enter the second level. If the previous level is theory, this level is practice.

A box was placed in front of each student, and the teacher stepped forward and said, "The box in front of you has one of the simplest mecha parts. I will play the 3D video first, and the video will teach you how to assemble the three parts. Method. Although you only need to assemble one, the parts in your box are random, so I urge you to watch the next video carefully. The time limit for this practical exam is half an hour."

Luo Xiaolou only now knows what simplicity is. There are seven steps for each part. This is so simple that it can't be simpler.

He easily memorized the processing steps of all the parts. For a person who has processed thousands of parts, these are really pediatrics.

Ten minutes later, Luo Xiaolou walked out of the examination room. He was still very confident in his practical exam. In this case, don't let Yuan Xi wait for him impatiently.

After Luo Xiaolou left the examination room, the teacher in charge of the test handed Luo Xiaolou a test score.

Theory: 39 points out of 100 points.

Practice: 98 points, full 100 points.

Overall score: qualified.

Luo Xiaolou looked at his theoretical results with black lines all over his head. Is it so bad? He clearly remembered that he had an impression of most of the questions. Forget it, as long as it passes, everything will be fine. Luo Xiaolou walked out easily. When he opened the door and went out, another door was also opened, and he also walked out a person who appeared early.

Luo Xiaolou raised his eyes, and he felt his eyes lit up, a boy with a very-very beautiful appearance.

Wearing the military uniform of the San Milo Academy, his whole body was neat and tidy, and his body was thin. Because of the dark color of his clothes, his exposed face and neck looked unusually white. Luo Xiaolou blew a whistle in his heart, and he was barely a beauty! This boy has a cold face, one is the arrogant scholar type.

Luo Xiaolou finished the comment in his heart, turned around and went out, he still had to rush to tell Yuan Xi the good news that he was admitted—this is probably good news.

Luo Xiaolou entered the door of the ancient martial arts system with ease, and then was stopped by a mountain: "Classmates, we don't allow people to enter here casually."

Luo Xiaolou blinked. Why didn't he see anyone coming in just now? What's the matter, should he treat it differently? Even if he is not as handsome and rich as he was before, he doesn't have to be like this.

"Why?" Luo Xiaolou was angry.

Dashan is a boy, saying that Dashan is not because of his fat, but because of his height.

Luo Xiaolou himself was 1.75 meters. He originally thought that the original 1.82 meters was high enough. This one is definitely above 1.96 meters! The Dashan boy pointed to the name of the museum above: "Classmates, you are a freshman, and you don’t belong to the ancient martial arts department at first glance. This is the ancient martial arts training center, so visits are not accepted. It is sometimes not a good thing to have too much curiosity. , Believe me, you would never want to go in, if you get hurt a little bit inside, it’s not a good deal.”

Speaking of this, Dashan glanced at Luo Xiaolou's small body, "Of course, if you want to train your physical fitness, the school has a special practice area, you can go there."

Seeing Dashan's pitiful look on the weak, Luo Xiaolou could only say: "Thank you, I will consider your suggestion. I—I just came to find someone."

"Well, there are too many people inside, and there is no way to help you find it. Moreover, most of the people who train inside do not use the communication device, so I suggest you wait outside." The Dashan boy said, and at the same time looked at the communication a little anxiously. Yi, "Classmate, do you have anything else? I am anxious to go back to see our president and a master fight, it is rare for the president to take action, I hope I can't go back too late—"

As he was talking, Yuan Xi came out from inside with his shirt in one hand. He seemed to be in a good mood. After seeing Luo Xiaolou, he threw the clothes at him, took Luo Xiaolou’s test scores, and asked: "How about ?"

The Dashan boy looked at Yuan Xi in a daze, and suddenly howled: "It's over so soon?! Ah—"

Luo Xiaolou glanced at the screaming boy, signaled to him that the person he was looking for had arrived, and walked out with the original, and said as he walked, "Well, I passed the exam."

Yuan Xi coldly hummed: "Does that department still use the test?" He immediately looked up from Luo Xiaolou's test report card, staring at him with an unfriendly expression: "Listen, if you dare to get this result at the end of the term, If I lose face, we can start to formulate some punishment rules. My servant has never had this kind of performance!"

So is there someone as unlucky as him? Luo Xiaolou looked at Yuan Xi suspiciously, and said: "I will let the grades come up." There is no need for Yuan Xi to say that he will work hard, after all, there is still the bald director staring at him.

Yuanyue was still sarcasm: "The genes are poor, the physical strength is poor, and now even the grades are so bad, can you be more useless? Well, I seem to be too tolerant of you lately."

Luo Xiaolou's eyes widened, then, who is tolerating whom? I beg you, you don’t have to be patient!

Yuan Xi didn't respond to Luo Xiaolou's "Come on, kick me and we will part ways" eyes, but he snorted coldly and took the lead to walk to the parking lot.

Luo Xiaolou burst into tears in his heart, and it seems that Yuan Xi still intends to continue to'endure' him.

When the two were approaching the garage, Luo Xiaolou saw the good-looking boy again, and he was also followed by a boy in casual clothes. Since school has not officially started, there are not too many people in school uniforms.

The boy who didn't wear school uniform saw Luo Xiaolou's face suddenly with a slight sarcasm, and he said, "I said you, even if you don't have money at home, you don't need to find someone to support you so obviously, right?"

Luo Xiaolou was stunned, what is this and what?

Yuan Xi, who has always ignored people, immediately stood sternly, holding Luo Xiaolou's collar with one hand, and proudly said, "Isn't it right that I should keep him?" Obviously the word nurture makes Yuanxi felt very satisfied, so this bad-tempered young master didn't mean to be angry at all.

The two of them were a bit stunned because Yuan Xi was right and upright. The boy in casual clothes was flushed. He didn't understand why Yuan Xi behaved like this after hearing this sentence. Shouldn't he be like them and despise Luo Xiaolou in all manners.

Luo Xiaolou gave the person on the opposite side a fierce look. Could it be that he said in front of Yuan Xi that Lao Tzu didn't want to be nurtured at all, and the actual situation in the past month was more like me nurturing Yuan Xi? He would have killed him in the past! In the end, Luo Xiaolou could only gritted his teeth and said: "It doesn't seem to matter to you."

When Yuan Xi and Luo Xiaolou disappeared, the boy in casual clothes was still a little bit angry. The good-looking boy said lightly: "You control them, gather things together, and divide people into groups."

That night, there were only two more vegetarian dishes left on the table. Yuanzheng seemed quite dissatisfied, his face was stinky, but he didn't say anything.

Because there is no part-time job today, Luo Xiaolou is full of energy now, and he is going to make a tuition plan for a while.

After washing up quickly, Luo Xiaolou walked to the original house. As long as he cleaned the bathroom for Yuanxi, it should be fine.

The bathroom door was open, so Luo Xiaolou walked in directly. Then he discovered that Yuanxi hadn't finished washing today.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Luo Xiaolou quickly apologized, "I don't know you haven't-are you okay?" If he heard it correctly, he just heard Yuan Xi snorted, and it was mixed with pain.

Yuan Xi glared at Luo Xiaolou angrily and shouted: "Get out, who let you in!"

Luo Xiaolou rolled his eyes and turned to leave. However, seeing the flushed face and the sweat on his face, he hesitated for a few seconds before walking towards the bath.

Yuanzheng seemed to be at a loss. In a hurry, he put his hand on Luo Xiaolou's neck. In such a fragile place, he just needs to use force...

"You hurt your leg? Why didn't you say it earlier, I'll help you go to bed first." Luo Xiaolou really didn't understand what this person was doing, and he was called to go around when he was okay, but he didn't say a word at this time. How awkward people are.