Silin had frequently received challenge requests from military academy students after the Fang's battle, but he only accepted one challenge every day because he didn't have that much time. Although the Sector Championship was a relatively important competition to many people, it was not even comparable to a tiny spare part to his mentor Mo Heng.
Other than Mo Heng, there were also some people like Ci Jincheng and Lung who did not place much importance on the Sector Championship. Ci Jincheng had gone on a 'business trip' to the communication base at a nearby asteroid, while Lung had gone to manage his business. Some of Planet Seven Lights' supplies came from Andriera's family, and because the Sector Championship was approaching, the demand for certain items had begun to skyrocket. More than half of the necessities such as microcomputers and sensors were supplied by Andriera, and then Seven Lights would sell them to the students. Lung was probably collecting money even in his dreams right now. The Sector Championship was nothing but a money-making tool to him.
During the first three days after he registered on the Sector Championship platform, every time Silin logged on, he would discover a huge pile of challenge requests in his inbox, and all of them were from the military academies. The Third Military Academy was the only one on the first day, but by the second day, the other three military academies had jumped out as well. Silin only picked a random person to fight, slept until the next day after the battle, and then went to the research division to complete Mo Heng's assignment.
It was only during these three days that Silin fought on the Sector Championship platform, and on the fourth day, Silin was ordered by Mo Heng to stay at the research division to complete a large mechanical assembly. It would probably take a few days.
In Mo Heng's words, "Isn't it just a warm-up before the match? Why are you messing around with those people? Hurry up and get down to business. "
This was one of the rare tactful words from Sir Mo. If he was a little more direct, those hot-blooded students fighting passionately on the Sector Championship platform would probably bang their heads against a wall and die. Because once, Silin heard Mo Heng mutter: "No matter how hard I work, I'm still only number five …"
Just like that, Silin temporarily left the Sector Championship platform and threw himself wholeheartedly into Mo Heng's great mechanical plan. In other words, it had only been three days since Silin logged onto the Sector Championship's platform. He had challenged one person and accepted two challenges. In total, he had three matches, and his record was three wins and zero losses.
Three wins and zero losses. There was nothing special about him just by looking at his battle record. There were plenty of people with over a hundred wins and zero losses on the Sector Championship platform, but what was special was that there were two special characters among the three people Silin had fought. One was the first person he had challenged in the Third Military Academy who was ranked fifth in terms of individual combat strength, Faradin, ID Tusk. The other was the fellow from the Fourth Military Academy with the ID "Invincible Champion" whom Silin had randomly drawn. He wasn't a new student.
It was precisely because of these two that the number of people from the Third and Fourth Military Academies who challenged Silin in the following period of time was exceptionally high. Of course, Silin did not know about these recent events, at least. When he was assembling his machinery, he did not have the time to think about the Sector Championship.
Silin was not currently working in his own workshop, but in Mo Heng's large workshop. At this moment, Silin was staring blankly at the piles of sorted parts all by himself. So many?!
Mo Heng was sitting leisurely on a chair not too far away, his legs propped up on the table, and he picked up a cup of tea to taste.
"As punishment for you taking leave for no reason before, I'll leave these to you. There were originally ten parts waiting to be assembled, but Master has specially picked the most complicated one. See, how much Master loves you." Mo Heng said in a hurried tone of kowtowing and thanking Master for his kindness.
Take leave for no reason my ass! The corner of Silin's mouth twitched. "Master, you … really hurt me to death!" Silin emphasized the word "hurt".
"Of course, who asked you to be my disciple."
Ever since Silin found out that being a research assistant in this circle was almost equivalent to being a disciple, and a true disciple at that, Silin felt that his future was filled with parts.
"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and get to work. Don't think I don't know that you ate three big bowls of rice, a pot of noodles, and a plate of roast chicken for breakfast. You have all the strength you need right now, kid. Also, as my supervisor, don't even think of slacking off. If the overall accuracy can't reach 99.96% of the theoretical value, then dismantle it and start over again. " Mo Heng patted the monitor next to him. The program had already been set up, and it was just waiting for Silin to start calculating the overall accuracy.
Silin looked at Mo Heng helplessly. "Thank you for your grace, Master."
"Mm … You're welcome."
If the students outside saw Mo Heng's appearance, their jaws would definitely drop. At this moment, Mo Heng was completely devoid of his usual amiable smile and the steady temperament of a senior professor. Vice-headmaster An Ting described Mo Heng like this as — a senior academic consultant.
Cillin arrived in front of the piles of parts and gave them a cursory look. First, he had to assemble the parts that had already been categorized into components and components, and there was a certain order to the assembly of these components. He had to choose which pile to assemble first and which pile to assemble next so that he could save more time during the assembly later on.
With just a glance, Silin could see the best assembly order for these piles of parts. After choosing a pile, he began to assemble them.
Mo Heng nodded in satisfaction. His disciple was still better than Silin. Not even the disciples of those old fellows had eyes as good as Silin's.
Every knuckle, every muscle, and every joint had just the right amount of strength and precise timing. There were no unnecessary movements, but it was as if they were looking at a perfect work of art that they couldn't take their eyes off of. The feeling it gave off was that a part could be assembled with the slightest movement of a finger. It was incomparably easy. In reality, there were multiple movements happening at the same time in that instant. It was just that it was difficult for a normal person's vision to capture them.
Every time Mo Heng watched Silin assemble, he would have the feeling that the 'golden point' was right in front of him. It was a wonderful feeling. Silin was Mo Heng's hope, his hope to make contact with that legendary light dot.
The monitor next to Mo Heng showed that his overall accuracy had reached 99.96% of the theoretical value. This was a very difficult feat to maintain, and even the great teachers of Seven Lights might not necessarily be able to maintain such high overall accuracy for a long period of time. This was the difference between constitution and concentration.
For a mechanical engineer, constitution was also an important factor.
Every time Silin assembled, he felt that he should be able to assemble faster and have higher overall accuracy. But no matter how hard he tried, his overall accuracy could only stay at 99.96%. It was like a transparent barrier; he could see the other side, but he couldn't jump over it.
Sigh, forget it. I can't force this kind of bottleneck either. If I accidentally shake my hand and my overall accuracy drops to 99.95%, then according to Mo Heng's standards, the entire part will have to be dismantled and reassembled...
Dismantled and reassembled?
Suddenly, Silin felt a blurry light flash through the darkness. Dismantle and reassemble, dismantle and … reassemble...
Mo Heng was watching with great interest at first. He was sighing at his disciple's powerful assembly talent and feeling pleased with himself on the inside. But in the next moment, he saw Silin suddenly stop what he was doing and stand there motionlessly as if he was stunned.
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