Chen Ang's fingertips tapped lightly, nimbly jumping on the bulky machinery, creating a flash of light.
He followed the wires and structure, and with a light flick of his finger, he cleverly disassembled the parts on top. In just a few breaths, he had disassembled the radar into parts of different sizes.
Casually picking up a charred transistor, Chen Ang waved it in front of a Given that looked like a skeleton, and began to communicate with it in a complex language.
These Given were proficient in complex forms of mathematics, used to predict the increasingly complex astronomical changes on their home planet. Mathematics had also become the savior of the Given, the core of their culture. Their research transcended mathematics, trying to see through time from equations, and solve the mysteries of life from mathematical puzzles.
But even the skilled Given had times where they had to struggle, and they were often helpless when it came to parts that did not cause obvious damage. This group of Given had no choice but to land on Tatooine because of the damage to the radar. Chen Ang had discussed with them, and they would use the six Given mathematical monographs that were carried on the spaceship to pay for the repair.
"The transistor here is completely damaged, you'll need to replace it with a new one. If you have a spare on your spaceship, I'll replace it for you. If not, you'll have to buy another transistor from me. " Chen Ang smiled like a cunning fox, and the way he looked at the Given made him look like a fat sheep.
He took out a small computer and quickly typed in. "Twelve dollars for one transistor, twelve thousand for shipping, and one hundred and fifty thousand for Tatooine's special tax. Due to rising prices, there's an additional one hundred and twenty percent fluctuation …"
The Given's face looked like it had been smashed by a sledgehammer. Only the heavens knew how the white organic bones on his face could make such a complex expression of shock, anger, heartache, and reluctance. He jumped up as if he had been pricked by a needle, and his voice was shrill.
"Why don't you go rob someone? Not even space pirates are as greedy as you! "
Chen Ang glanced at him, and his face made an appropriate expression that said, "Take it or leave it."
"I also rely on my skills to make a living. Earning your money is much faster than robbing," Chen Ang said nonchalantly.
"I didn't even charge you for the repair, I only charge you for changing a part. What's wrong with that? Is it illegal? Let me tell you, in the entire Tatooine, I'm the only one who can modify these transistors. If you're not satisfied, you can wait a few years and see if the spaceships that land occasionally have the parts you want. "
This was why Chen Ang was so fearless. Maintenance was a competitive job, and if Given spent some time, he might be able to find a replacement. Although Chen Ang's skills were the best here, the others could also fix it if they spent some time. After he realized that he had an irreplaceable advantage, he immediately put on the face of a monopolist. He almost said, "If you want to buy it, then buy it. If you don't, then forget it."
Even his bones could not hide his anger. "We don't have that much money. If you can accept our currency, we might be able to gather that much."
Chen Ang sneered through his nose. That's wishful thinking on Given's part. Planet Yagdur's currency was useless on Tatooine! He rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Given took out his communicator, and the person on the other side of the line grumbled for a while before he put down the communicator with great heartache. He glared fiercely at Chen Ang and said angrily, "Fix the radar first. Someone from our spaceship will come down later to give you something to choose from."
Chen Ang immediately changed his expression, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. The people around him looked at him with admiration. In Tatooine, cunning and greed were not sins, but were instead enviable. Chen Ang had only opened his shop for three months, and he had already won the respect of everyone on the street with his ability to pull oil out of a rock.
When he lowered his head to look at the radar, his face had already changed to a serious expression, and he carefully cleaned the dust and oil stains on the radar. At this moment, he became an extremely dedicated mechanic, and he treated his work harshly. This was also the reason why he had become the most famous maintenance expert on Tatooine in such a short period of time.
Light and shadow appeared in his eyes, and the history of the radar was replayed bit by bit in his eyes. Its structure, function, design, and quality were all turned into data in Chen Ang's eyes, and he devoured the knowledge contained here hungrily.
Unlike before, when he barely understood anything, Chen Ang now had the ability to understand some of the principles, and he was enriching his knowledge.
Soon, several classic structures were disassembled in front of Chen Ang's eyes. He carefully optimized the design of the radar, but the modifications he made were very crude. Under the fearful gaze of Juven, Chen Ang completely dismantled the radar.
Not even a single screw or wire was spared. Every single independent component was dismantled and reduced to the most basic individual components. Then, Chen Ang greatly simplified the components. Functions that would normally require four or five components to perform were replaced by a single simplified component. Such a bold and decisive transformation left Genven's heart palpitating with fear and trepidation.
When the final product came out, it was already four or five times smaller than the original. The simple structure had a different kind of industrial beauty. Juven fumbled with it obsessively, fascinated by this mathematical simplification.
This design and mathematical optimization allowed the radar to strengthen its main functions while discarding all unnecessary redundancies. It was like solving a formula, simplifying and splitting it, and finally obtaining the simplest formula. The main advantage of the wave-frequency radar, the range of detection, had been optimized by Chen Ang with the curvature cyclotron structure.
Its only shortcoming was that its functions were very simple. Even the simple analysis function had been removed, leaving only the function of data detection. This was very inconvenient for other races, but for the Juven, whose mental calculation speed was comparable to that of a photon computer, it was perfect.
"This is truly a miracle of mathematics!" Juven held his breath, his eyes fixed on the finished product in front of him. He had long thrown his previous dissatisfaction to the back of his mind. This transformation, which was incomparably in line with their aesthetic standards, was full of suffocating tension. The beauty of mathematics was vividly embodied.
"This kind of extreme symmetry is simply a poem written by the goddess of mathematics," Juven said excitedly. He had long thrown his previous grudge to the back of his mind. He caressed the shiny machine. The Juven people lived under the theocracy of mathematics. Their most talented mathematicians became priests and preservers of knowledge.
Even the most ordinary Juven regarded mathematics as the most beautiful art. The parts in front of him were undoubtedly works of art that embodied this art. It was so elegant that he could not bear to put them down.
The others could not understand this emotion of the Juven people. Even though Chen Ang was a modified person, he could not see any beauty in this cold machine. Everyone looked at the intoxicated expression on the Juven people's face as if he had seen his lover. They only felt a chill in their hearts.
After selling the pants to Chen Ang, the Juven people left in satisfaction. Even though they had been ruthlessly butchered by Chen Ang, they still looked satisfied. They even left the chip that recorded the Juven priest's research on mathematics to Chen Ang as a sign of respect for a master mathematician.
Chen Ang flipped through the information left by the Juven people on the photon computer. This mathematical information had completely subverted his common sense. The accumulation of a mathematical civilization in the universe had allowed their research in this area to reach an astonishing level.
It could be said that other than 1% of the known content, the remaining mathematical knowledge was indescribable to Earth's civilization. Just like how humans could not clearly understand imaginary numbers, how could they imagine a mathematical system based on imaginary numbers?
Chen Ang could somewhat understand the mentality of the Juven people who regarded mathematics as a form of theology. Everything could be expressed using mathematics, and everything could be understood using mathematics. Perhaps in the eyes of the Juven priests, the world was made up of a series of mathematical formulas. They were inspired by this and understood the world.
He raised his hand and entered a series of data into the optical computer. Chen Ang quickly calculated. Different parameters were added one after another, and the results of the calculations were produced. However, the mathematical symbols in his hands were constantly changing, from addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, square root, to the unique mathematical symbols of the Juven people.
PS: I caught a cold yesterday, so I didn't update last night. My head is still a little dizzy. This chapter didn't turn out well, so I'm going to rest first. If I recover today, there will be two chapters. If not, there will only be one chapter.
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