At the beginning of autumn last year, the Federation's new generation of MX mecha had received a devastating result in its first experiment in a real environment in the Hundred Mu Triangle Star Region. The Federation government, especially the military, was extremely furious at this failure. President Sieg's national security advisor had unceremoniously expressed an unusually strong and angry statement during an unexpected appearance at the Shell Motor Company board meeting.
The failure of this experiment had led to many complicated consequences. Xu Le's current Whitewater Seventh Combat Team had become the scapegoat, and was still in a state of temporary disbandment. Meanwhile, the Nutshell Engineering Department, which had directly led the development of the new MX mecha, had expended a large amount of the Federation's resources and wealth. They had spent more than 10 years, but in the end, they had failed miserably. Naturally, they had to bear the most pressure.
It was precisely because of this reason that the senior manager of the engineering department, José, had appeared at the Shell Motor Company's spring recruitment site. The experts within the engineering department were helpless against the interference of the wave field between the twin engines. Under this kind of pressure, Manager José could only hope that the students from the three major military academies would be like newborn calves, breaking away from the Federation's traditional thinking patterns and giving himself, the Nutshell Engineering Department, and the Federation a surprise.
The questions for the spring recruitment exam were all proposed by the experts of the engineering department, especially the last major question, which involved the electronic jets of the battleship's main cannons. In reality, it was precisely because the engineering department had already discovered that the fatal problem of the MX mecha was the electronic jets in its revolutionary twin engine design.
This was an extremely targeted exam, and there were also a few examinees who performed exceptionally. For example, Zhou Yu, who had now been promoted to assistant director level engineer, Park Ji Ho, and a squatter named Xu Le.
However, the problem-solving ideas on these exam papers still did not give the experts of the engineering department any inspiration. José was somewhat disappointed, so when Professor Shen had tried to steal Xu Le, he had not been too concerned. However, who would have thought that after a few months, this young man named Xu Le would actually become so important?
The top scientists of the Federal Academy of Science were the first to discover that the key to solving the problem of the twin engines was in the aspect of quantum measurable dynamics. The problem was that no one in the entire Federation academic community was willing to go down this dead end. For hundreds of years, the Federation academic community was completely blank in this area. Even when the Federal Academy of Science, Nutshell, Gu Zhong, and the most outstanding scientists of human society combined their wisdom, they were still somewhat troubled.
Except for Professor Shen, who had gradually been forgotten by people.
At this time, Professor Shen suddenly passed away, and the Federal Academy of Science took over all of the core data and important functions.
After all, the success of the Federation's new mecha was just around the corner. In the war with the Empire, they might be able to gain the upper hand. However, what followed was a faint sense of loss. This was originally a project that the Nutshell Engineering Department had spent 10 years on, or even longer on. It was supposed to be a fruit that could shock the entire Federation. Just as it was about to be eaten, it had become a meal on someone else's plate.
Start all over again? Impossible. Professor Shen had spent many years in the field of quantum measurable dynamics to calculate the core data and functions. Although the entire Federation now knew the direction of the research, how much time would it take to start all over again?
Right at this time, Secretary Shen made a call using a confidential line and mentioned a person's name. That young man, through Zhou Yu, continuously sent over a large amount of core data. The Nutshell engineering department once again had hope of success.
However, they had always started a bit later than the Federal Academy of Science, and that young man had never taken out the functions and functions.
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Outside the elevator was a long corridor. The soft light shone on the metal and high-energy plastic walls and floor, reflecting on Supervisor José's serious face. This was not the official entrance to the engineering department, so there were no staff passing through. Zhou Yu pushed open a door on the side and led the group in.
Sitting in front of the desk, Supervisor José was silent for a moment before saying, "Even if you give me the functions and functions, we will still be a bit slower than the Federal Academy of Science. Although they do not have years of experience building mechas like the engineering department, they are still a top academic institution. They can use the Federation's research ability at any time, including us."
Zhou Yu and Bai Yulan looked at Xu Le at the same time. The two of them understood Xu Le's personality, so when they heard Xu Le's calm and powerful words in the elevator earlier, they felt a bit strange.
Xu Le placed the black leather suitcase that Bai Yulan had dragged over on the table and opened it. Inside was a workbench and some scaled-down half-metal models. There were also some unfamiliar and intricate chip sets and transmission devices that he did not know the purpose of.
"The Federal Academy of Science has the core data and functions, but other than that, I have a mature solution."
Mature solution?
Hearing these words, Supervisor José and Zhou Yu's faces showed extreme shock. Even Bai Yulan, who had been quietly lowering her head, slowly raised her head. She narrowed her eyes at Xu Le, trying to discern the truth of his words.
The solution was different from the academic results obtained by Professor Shen after hiding in the small building for more than a decade. It was a realistic solution for the MX mecha.
The entire Federation had tens of thousands of experts and scholars, all for the sake of the MX mecha. They had no appetite for food or drink, but they were still unable to solve this problem. Now, the Federal Academy of Science and the engineering department, relying on Professor Shen's precious legacy, were gradually approaching a solution. The red sun was still below the horizon, but at this moment...
A twenty-year-old technician who had no academic background from any famous school, who had a military background, who had only spent a few months in a research institute, said that he could solve this problem!
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Even though Xu Le had once been Professor Shen's assistant researcher, in the eyes of the Federal Academy of Science and the Nutshell Engineering Department, he had only been lucky enough to obtain the data. It did not mean that he himself had any ability.
José stared straight into Xu Le's eyes, trying to discern whether this young man was crazy, or... there was just a sliver of possibility in what he said. Not to mention a mature solution, as long as a feasible idea was provided, this senior supervisor of the Nutshell Engineering Department would be willing to kiss the other's feet.
During the spring recruitment exam, José had understood Xu Le's ability. He knew that this was an extremely talented young engineer, but he really found it hard to believe that in just half a year, the other could transform into a person who could save the engineering department.
The room was silent for a long time. Supervisor José stared into Xu Le's eyes, then suddenly slammed the table and said in a deep voice, "Prove it!"
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The entire Federation, Li Xiuzhu, Dean Lin, Secretary Shen and many of the other secretaries, as well as the people from the Nutshell Engineering Department, had all underestimated Xu Le. Probably only Lady Tai, who had vaguely guessed something through that little blue device, believed that Xu Le had this kind of ability.
No one knew that before Professor Shen had died, he had already begun to attempt to solve the problem of the MX mecha's twin engine electron jets with the little kid Xu Le. With this grandmaster leading the way, Xu Le relied on the imaginative design ability trained by Uncle Feng Yu, as well as the countless blueprints bestowed upon him by that great existence in his mind. As early as several months ago, following the continuous fine tuning of the electron beam anesthesia images on the holographic screen, the old man and the young man had long been close to success.
It was not difficult to prove this point. Xu Le slowly and seriously entered the data on the workbench he carried with him. The 3D diagram on the holographic screen was enriched pixel by pixel, gradually taking shape.
Half an hour had already passed. Xu Le entered the most feasible plan in his mind into the workbench, then pushed the black leather case around and placed it in front of Supervisor José and Zhou Yu.
He lowered his head tiredly, but behind him, Bai Yulan silently raised her head. Bai Yulan was not very familiar with these cutting-edge technological achievements of the Federation, so she only stared at Supervisor José and Zhou Yu's expressions.
Supervisor José's expression was very strange, like a ball of vegetables thrown into a pot of oil. Sometimes it was green, sometimes it was black, sometimes it was fresh and tender, and sometimes it was as anxious as fire. Beside him, Zhou Yu was not much better. The ace student of First Academy, a gentleman as gentle as jade, had an extremely strange expression right now.
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Xu Le retrieved the workbench. His index finger lightly tapped on the button, and the preliminary solution on the holographic screen instantly turned into countless dots of light and disappeared.
José was stunned. Looking at those disappearing dots of light, it was as if the most precious existence in his life had suddenly been destroyed by someone. A heart-wrenching pain took over his entire body. He abruptly stood up, slammed the table twice, and pointed at Xu Le's nose. Bitterly and angrily, he scolded, "You are committing a crime!"
Xu Le lowered his head and replied, "It's still in my head. There's no need to be so anxious. The problem is, I can't confirm that this plan is effective, so I need to take a look at the MX mecha. I need an independent control room."
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What happened next was very simple, but also very complicated. The slightly calmer Supervisor José used the fastest speed possible to help Xu Le apply for long-term access to the Nutshell Engineering Department. At his level, he still needed to go through the approval process. This process took a full two and a half hours.
There was no telling how much time had passed underground. The light was soft, and no one knew if it was already night time. After three scans by the scanning system, the last bits of information from the chip on the back of his neck were captured. After the authorization was confirmed, the somewhat tired Xu Le and his companions came to the front of an underground storeroom together.
The alloy door of the storeroom slowly opened. Inside the door was an extremely large space, about 70 meters tall and at least 3000 square meters in area. The Federation Shell Motor Company was indeed terrifying, actually having the ability to open up such a large space storeroom underground.
In contrast to this spacious space, the people seemed particularly small.
They boarded the self-propelled flatbed tram and followed the tracks to the deepest part of the storeroom. That was an area separated by a large, super transparent material. Inside, there was an existence about six to seven meters tall, enveloped within a large blue screen.
Xu Le looked at that giant statue-like existence. His right hand, which was hanging by his side, could not help but clench lightly.
Supervisor José said something into the communicator on his wrist. Above the incomparably large storeroom, the faint sound of an electric motor starting could be heard.
Zhou Yu looked at Xu Le's slightly nervous face beside him and could not help but pat him lightly on the shoulder. At that moment, his admiration for this ordinary-looking fellow had reached the pinnacle.
Xu Le took a deep breath.
The blue screen was slowly being pulled up.
A pure white mecha gradually revealed its true appearance in front of everyone. Even though its entire body was covered in dust, and the mecha's abdomen still had terrifying scars from the explosion, that pure, even somewhat holy, whiteness still seeped out, entering everyone's eyes.
Xu Le narrowed his eyes. At the same time that he felt a sense of awe, he could not help but feel a little strange. Why did such an important, epoch-making mecha look so wretched?
Behind him, Bai Yulan also slowly raised her head at this time. She looked calmly at the mecha, but a strange feeling welled up in her heart. She was very familiar with it. Because nearly a year ago, this white, insufferably arrogant mecha had self-destructed under her control to become what it was before her eyes.
Suddenly, a large amount of light blue liquid sprayed out from the roof of the storeroom. Perhaps it was not appropriate to say that it was sprayed, but it was like a rainstorm pouring down from the heavens.
The light blue liquid quickly washed away the dust on the mecha's body, revealing the dazzling, cold body of the MX mecha. Like a silver knife, although its edge had been slightly dampened on a killing field, after being washed away, it was still insufferably arrogant.
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