Silin raised his head. The person with the hoverboard on his left and the backpack on his right seemed to be reading 'Seven Lights Weekly', but the little boy was …
Following the voice, a white-haired old man was shouting at Silin from a chair not far away while holding a pile of parts in his hands.
Seeing Xi Lin Silin looking over, the old man pointed at the side of Silin's chair, "Little boy, do me a favor and pass it over."
The old man was panting a little as he spoke. He was probably tired.
Silin picked up the parts that had rolled to the side of the chair, stood up and passed them to the old man.
"Thanks, little boy."
"Sir, I'm almost eighteen."
"Oh, you're almost eighteen, little boy. This old man is a hundred and thirty years old."
Silin: "…"
Never mind. So be it, little boy.
After the old man received the parts, he began to assemble the parts in his hands and assembled every interface accordingly. The assembly of many interfaces required a lot of technical content. An unskilled person would need to spend at least ten minutes to connect a single connection, but this old man had done it in almost a second. It looked like he had a lot of skill in this line of work. Every finger was fully performing its function. Fulcrum, balance, compression …
Although the old man was panting a little earlier, his hands were very steady. These parts in his hands were like fragmented pieces of art that were slowly assembled into a dazzling work of art.
The old man assembled very seriously, and Silin also watched very seriously. He could learn a lot of assembly skills by observing the old man's movements. Silin had never seen a person who could fully utilize their fingers to this extent. In fact, every gap between their fingers was fully utilized. The parts jumped on their fingers and were assembled onto the main body in the next moment.
Other than the skill of his fingers, Silin discovered that the old man was also very experienced in judging parts. He only needed to look at the interfaces on the main body, then sweep his gaze across the pile of parts placed on his knees, and he would be able to pick out the one he needed without error.
While the old man was assembling, a three-dimensional image also appeared in Silin's mind. After a part was assembled, the next part that was assembled at the interface had already taken shape in his mind. Then, Silin's gaze and the old man's finger movements landed on the correct part almost at the same time.
Ten minutes later, a fifteen-centimeter-tall robot was completed. Cillin had watched the assembly process from beginning to end. He knew very well just how complicated the circuit connections and the assembly of chip parts were inside this robot. Even some of the engineers he had met on Planet Brown Earth would need at least half a day to complete the assembly of this robot. Moreover, the inspection's qualification had yet to be verified. However, the old man had completed the final product in ten minutes, and the inspection's inspection showed that it was absolutely excellent!
"Eh?" After the old man finished assembling the parts, he realized that the little doll who had helped him pick up the parts was watching from the side. His eyes flashed with interest. "Little doll, are you interested?"
Silin looked at the little robot that was dancing smoothly in the old man's hand and answered, "No." After that, he turned around and prepared to return to his original seat.
"Hey, kid, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Stay here and chat with this old man. It's boring to wait here alone."
But I see you're enjoying yourself. Silin cursed in his heart.
"Wait for me to bring the bag and hoverboard over."
"Just leave it there. No one will take it. Come here." The old man was afraid that Celine would run away. He moved his butt and patted the empty seat next to him, signaling Celine to sit down.
Silin had no choice but to sit down after looking at the bag and hoverboard.
"Little doll, did you see how I assembled the parts just now?"
Silin nodded.
"Did you see it clearly?"
"There are a few parts that I don't understand."
"Which parts?"
Silin pointed out his doubts. Although he had completely memorized the movements of the old man assembling the parts, there were a few principles that he did not understand.
The old man was very surprised by the few questions that Silin asked. If one did not have a certain understanding of the assembly of this model of robot, one would not be able to ask such questions. It seemed that this young man had learned it before. However, the old man did not show it on his face. He answered Silin's questions one by one. The old man spoke simply and straightforwardly. He did not use a lot of difficult professional jargon like some ostentatious teachers to flaunt their erudition.
"The circuit is the nervous system of the robot. It takes a lot of effort to install this nervous system accurately. This old man has a lot of experience, and practice makes perfect."
After talking about the circuit connection, the old man pointed to several parts of the robot. "These things seem simple, but it takes a lot of effort to manufacture them. For example, you young people like to play with guns. Some of you who are well-off often customize gun barrels and firearms, but you don't pay attention to the manufacturing process. Let's not talk about the design. That's a tiring job. After that, you have to choose the materials, expand the gun barrel, cut the rifling … A series of processes need to be precise. "
The more the old man spoke, the more energized he became. In fact, he even gave a few popular gun models as examples and criticized them to the point of no return. Among them were the DKC series multi-purpose titanium gun that was rather popular among youngsters and the "Slaughter Elf" that Cillin had seen before.
"But I heard that those idiots from the Douance Family have come up with a 'Carnage Elf II' these past few days. I haven't seen the specifics, but I hope it won't have a fatal flaw like the Carnage Elf I …"
The old man's spittle flew everywhere as he spoke. His face was flushed. Although he did not say anything, he saw the approval in Silin's eyes. The more the old man criticized, the more enthusiastic he became.
However, Silin was sweating in his heart. Those idiots from the Douance family … He was now under the Douance family's name.
Di — — Di — — Di — —
The beep sounded. The train had arrived. The people waiting at the platform all stood up, and the people in the waiting room also came out one after another.
"Old man, let me send you on the train first."
Silin lifted the two bags of parts and prepared to help the old man carry the two bags of parts onto the train before getting off to grab his backpack and hoverboard. The weight of these two bags of parts was nothing to Silin, but the old man was old, and it took a lot of effort to carry them. Moreover, Silin quite admired the old man's research spirit. When it came to something related to his research, he would ignore it no matter how tired his body was.
"Heh, you're not bad, kid. What's your name? Who's your mechanical engineering grand instructor? I'll talk to your grand instructor later and have him give you more credits and GPA. "The old man asked while walking towards the train door.
Although in principle, a student's credits and GPA were given strictly according to the student's usual grades, in reality, the final credits and GPA given were also made up of many factors. If someone from above recommended a student, then the substitute instructor would give them more credits. There were many instructors for every type of course, but there would never be more than five grand instructors. The old man called him a grand instructor the moment he opened his mouth. It looked like the old man's status in Seven Lights was pretty high. However, didn't people of that level usually have a special car?
"Then I really have to thank you. But I'm a new student in Seven Lights, and I haven't registered yet. As for who the instructor is, I have even less of a clue."
"You're specially recruited?"
"No, my family paid to throw me in to continue my education."
The old man was truly surprised. He paused for a moment and said, "You have the qualifications to be specially recruited!"
The old man's words were very certain. He didn't even use the usual prefixes like 'I think' or 'I think'. It was straight up a very imposing statement. If I say you have it, then you have it. This was probably related to the old man's identity, and he was used to speaking like this.
As if very dissatisfied that a student like Silin was not specially recruited, the old man snorted, "Name!"
Silin smiled and placed the two bags of parts next to the old man's seat, "I'm called …"
Buzz — — Buzz —
The sound of a speeding car resounded.
There were two open top flying cars. One was crimson red, and the other bright yellow. When they flew past the station, the owner of the red car reached out and scooped Silin's backpack away.
This was truly an evil act under the watchful eyes of the public, but the people at the station seemed to be used to it and did not have much of a reaction.
It was obvious that the old man had seen it too. His eyes were as round as saucers. Earlier, he had told Silin that no one would take it.
"You should go first." Once he was done, Silin quickly jumped out of the car, picked up the hoverboard that was not taken away, activated it, and chased after the old man on it.
"Sigh, it's fine if there's nothing important, but isn't it futile to chase after a flying car with a hoverboard?" Someone commented.
"Yeah, it's not like such a thing is rare. The people driving the flying cars are just bored out of their minds. It's not like they lack money, and they're purely looking for fun and irritating people. Even if they're caught by the police, they'll just be fined, compensated, and settled privately. That's why these people aren't afraid …"
Listening to the discussion around him, the old man was silent for two seconds. Then, he raised his hand and clicked on his communicator. He searched for a number on the pop-up interface, confirmed it, and dialed it.
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