When Old Hand and Jiang Zhong stepped into the living room on the deck, they saw that the place had completely transformed into a workshop.
On that day, Mr. Mo, who was thousands of miles away, had completely unfurled the three second edition exoskeleton frames while they were chatting and laughing merrily by the lakeside.
One was placed in front of him.
One was draped over his body.
On the tatami mats and the table, there was a torn piece of clothing.
The virtual work area had a rough outline of a structural design, as well as the sketches of various spare parts, modules, and so on. Aside from the main frame, everything else was switching at high speeds. It was a dazzling sight.
Mr. Mo himself appeared to be relatively calm.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest, sat cross-legged, and gazed at the virtual work area. He didn't make any movements, but his eyeballs would occasionally swivel. He should be thinking.
Jiang Zhong's gaze couldn't help but look around the living room, which had practically lost its ability to receive guests. Only then did he cast an inquiring gaze toward Old Hand. What he meant was: Is this Mr. Mo like this in private?
Old Hand nodded imperceptibly.
At the very least, when they interacted normally, they mainly discussed technology and researched.
Of course, perhaps he simply treated you as a technician. There was no need to bicker with you in other fields.
Mr. Mo was extremely focused. He didn't pay attention to the two.
Yin Le, who had led them in, was not surprised by this sort of scene. She calmly found a place where she could stand and invited Old Hand and Jiang Zhong to take their seats. Since she still had matters to attend to, she excused herself and Mr. Mo left.
Snake Tongue played the role of a maid. She offered short tables, tea, desserts, and so on to the two of them. Her attitude was humble, and her standards were rather high. She made up for Mr. Mo's arrogance that came from being overly focused. The two of them were somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.
When they were seated, Jiang Zhong sensed that Mr. Mo's current attitude was a bit different from what he expected. He furrowed his brows as he pondered on how to cut in.
As for Old Hand, he adapted to this situation much earlier than Jiang Zhong. He took a sip of tea, took out the bone material requested, and placed it on the short table. Snake Tongue came over on her own, took it, and sent it over to Luo Nan.
After that, the "veteran" looked around the living room, especially the situation of the three exoskeletons in the living room. He tried to find clues in Mr. Mo's train of thought to prepare for future processing and adjustments.
The first thing he noticed was a very strange detail. From his angle, he could see that Mr. Mo's body was actually in a semi-suspended state. He was supported by the exoskeleton frame, and there was a distance of nearly ten centimeters between him and the tatami below.
Looking at it in detail, the exoskeleton frame that was half-hidden in the shadow of Luo Nan's body did not appear to be a stable and firm structure. Instead, it was in the midst of constant change.
In front of him was the lower ring-shaped frame, and a second later, it turned into a drooping arm support joint. Next, it might be the half-disassembled load-bearing unit of the spine …
Sometimes, even the "veteran" couldn't clearly see what it was. The only thing he could confirm was that these "supporting points" were all parts of the exoskeleton frame. They were under Mr. Mo's control, constantly mobilizing and adjusting. They were in a highly active state.
Of course, the exoskeleton frame itself had a relatively fixed form. No matter how active it was, there was a limit. The changes had a boundary. And during the process of active switching, the frame would occasionally sway and lose balance. However, Mr. Mo was always able to quickly find a balance. Even if there was only a sharp point of contact, and the position was not in the center of gravity, it didn't stump him.
The "veteran" seemed to understand something as he watched this scene.
Mr. Mo opened his mouth to speak at this time, "The balance test can be considered a good way to examine the physical structure of the exoskeleton system. It's simple and easy to use. It's not expensive."
The "veteran" had already entered a state of mind. He leaned forward slightly and asked, "Then, do you think there are any problems with this version? I see that you've always been testing the flexibility of the mimicry changes … … "
"Is there a problem?
The problem isn't small. "
Luo Nan wore Mr. Mo's face and faced the cautious face of the "veteran". He grinned and said, "But this is my problem."
It's the problem of my eyes suddenly becoming sharper and sharper.
In the eyes of the current Luo Nan, or to be exact, in the eyes of the Luo Nan who had gone through 70 hours of high-intensity training as a maintenance soldier in the Repeater Station of Planet Vanguard 4 and lived in actual combat, regardless of whether it was the second version that already possessed the actual object or the third version that was still in the state of a blueprint, the overall idea was that the mimicry transformation was the main functional requirement. It was possible to use it as an auxiliary line and mounting module to construct a perfect body. But there were far too many unsatisfactory areas on the level of detail. All the problems could be summed up in one point:
Crude. Too crude!
The exoskeleton frame before Luo Nan's eyes had practically every design, every structure, every module, every accessory, and even the operational logic. It could be found in the enormous and rigorous creation system of the Heavenly Yuan Empire. Moreover, it was a more perfect and mature plan.
Actually, there was no need to flip through the database. Luo Nan had experienced the most commonly used classical structures under his high-intensity training. They far surpassed the exoskeleton in terms of stability and reliability.
Even if there were material limitations and a certain degree of incomparability, the difference between the two was as great as the distance between Vanguard 4 and the Crimson Wheel Rift from the perspective of pure design philosophy. It didn't need to cross galaxies, but it should be measured in light years.
Luo Nan's state of mind was quite good. He even patiently explained to the 'veteran': "The design of the actual object and the design of the configuration are different … … This is an old truth, right? The problem is that I looked at it too shallowly before. Sinking from the configuration to the material plane and then completing the corresponding design of the actual object. There really is an enormous amount of knowledge involved. "
For example, Instructor Sheng Zhan of the Repeater Station. Half of his reputation as a master was bestowed upon him by his achievements in the Sinking stage.
This was an area that Luo Nan wasn't good at. The more ideal his configuration design was, the more eye-catching the whimsical aspects of the actual object's design would be.
The majority of the reason why he was able to reach the standards of the second and third versions was the result of Dean Wan's forceful correction and leveling.
Luo Nan had a general idea of this before, but there were many times when he couldn't change it. Now that he had the blessings of a maintenance soldier at the Repeater Station, he understood it even more clearly. He also had a clearer direction.
Time was very tight. Wasting time was very shameful. But as long as there was a direction, everything was acceptable.
"Let's talk about the changes to the fourth version first … … Why is it the fourth version? It's because the third version is dead in my mind."
Luo Nan laughed out loud, proving that his mood was quite good. Part of it was to pacify the overly nervous mind of the 'veteran'. The conflict by the lakeshore and the unforeseen changes in the background would more or less have an impact on them.
Luo Nan had to take care of the 'veteran' who was friends with his grandfather, the 'veteran' of the Hengduan Seven Tribes.
The 'veteran' relaxed a bit, but he didn't dare to treat Luo Nan lightly. He turned on the recording function of his wristband and listened attentively.
At this time, Jiang Zhong gave a slight bow and spoke softly: "Apologies. I'm going to the restroom."
This was clearly to avoid arousing suspicion.
Luo Nan didn't mind at first, but Jiang Zhong had the intention. He wouldn't refuse, so he nodded. Snake Tongue understood and went forward to greet him. Jiang Zhong had already stood up by now. He turned around and politely thanked Luo Nan before following Snake Tongue.
A woman's time in the restroom could always be easily adjusted. She could look at herself in the mirror and touch up her makeup. It wasn't a problem for her to go from five minutes to fifty minutes.
However, Jiang Zhong wasn't someone who was used to carrying cosmetics on her. She had come here today because she had heard the news from the 'veteran'. The two of them directly left the workplace. She was only wearing her everyday light clothes. In the eyes of some people, this was already quite rude.
Jiang Zhong just washed her face and stared blankly into the mirror.
Several droplets of water splashed onto the surface of the mirror, reflecting an ordinary and intellectual face. Her eyes were dazed for a moment.
Only then did he recognize that it was him.
His fingers slid down from his cheeks, slowly moving to his neck, and then along his collarbone to his shoulder. On his thin and slightly stiff shoulder, he could feel the texture of the fabric, but there was also an additional force silently pulsating there.
A rhythmic knocking sounded on the door.
Jiang Zhong instantly came back to reality. He hastily wiped away the remaining droplets of water on his cheeks, adjusted his breathing, and opened the door. He spoke to Snake Tongue at the door: "Apologies. I've kept you waiting."
Snake Tongue bowed slightly. She was still like a dutiful maid. However, the words that flowed from her lips and teeth at this moment had more or less surpassed her status.
"Mrs. Jiang is quite familiar with the layout of this place."
Jiang Zhong was a bit startled. He immediately replied: "It's because this yacht used to be under Mr. Matsudaira's name. I've come here a few times …."
"Yes, Mr. Matsudaira Yoshio is Mrs. Jiang's investor. Have the two of you known each other for a long time?"
"Yes, quite a long time." Jiang Zhong unconsciously sighed as he spoke.
"It looks like this is a story related to friendship …. I spoke too much for a moment. Customer, please don't mind." Snake Tongue didn't say anything else. She took small, traditional steps and raised her hand to lead the way for Jiang Zhong.
Soon, the two of them returned to the messy living room.
Luo Nan and the 'veteran' were already nearing the end of their conversation.
"... I need to finalize it within six hours. I know this isn't easy, but I still need to do it. Just like before, I'll first build a test machine. I'll pile one up regardless of the cost. "
Luo Nan really did have an urgent need for an exoskeleton frame. After all, the Perfect Body was the prerequisite for his current strongest state. Especially since his soul strength had been completely consumed and needed time to replenish, he needed to be by his side at all times.
"Six hours …. Six hours it is!"
The 'veteran' didn't know what sort of environment Luo Nan was in after he delivered the three exoskeleton frame version 2 equipment. He didn't know what sort of life Luo Nan had lived through, nor did he know what sort of challenges he would face in the future. But as he communicated with Mr. Mo, he gradually discovered that the small tacit understanding he had built up with Mr. Mo over the past few days was torn apart. He needed to wring his almost dry brain to squeeze out more nutrients to keep up with the pace of this powerful and mysterious "client."
His expression was a bit bitter right now, but the toughness he had polished in the wilderness prevailed. He gritted his teeth and agreed.
"There's also the syncopator. This needs to be faster …."
During this time, Luo Nan had already seen the sample of the processed bones that the 'veteran' had brought over. After Dean Wan's technological improvements, there were no problems applying it to the syncopator. And the classic design of the syncopator had its own blueprint, so he didn't need to worry about it.
The matters related to production and manufacturing came to an end. With a slight thought, the deformed exoskeleton frame on his body was taken off. Snake Tongue came over to sort it out.
Jiang Zhong had already taken his seat once more at this time. Luo Nan turned his face to face Jiang Zhong. He got straight to the point. "Director Jiang, you've been waiting for a long time. I heard that you were looking for me?"
Jiang Zhong bowed. "Please forgive me for taking the liberty to disturb you, sir."
Luo Nan laughed. "I wouldn't go so far as to disturb you …."
He sized up Jiang Zhong as he spoke. It was said that this woman was quite accomplished in the field of genome engineering. She was also engaged in experiments that violated ethics. No matter how one looked at her, she was an introverted and shy woman. She was a typical technician who wasn't good at socializing. The polite words at the tip of her tongue were stiff.
For her to specially come looking for him under these circumstances could only mean that the matter she wanted to express was extremely important … … At least this was the case for her.
Luo Nan was a bit curious. He said, "I know that you and Master Shou are partners in close contact. With this layer of relationship, we don't need to be too polite. Just speak your mind and increase efficiency."
"Yes. Thank you, Mr. Mo."
Jiang Zhong took a deep breath and bowed once more. This time, the extent was even greater. "I've come this time in hopes of obtaining the tissue sample of Mr. Mo's summoned creature, the Mushed Mouth Ape. Please."
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