"A warship is made up of three major systems: the structural system, the control system, and the propulsion system … Some of you might be thinking about the weapon system? The observation system? I think that students who look at the structure of a warship this way are basically all boys. "
Professor Zhou, who was sitting on the podium, was so loud that the tiny speaker clipped to his shirt pocket made a noise of protest. He stared at the male students in the classroom and said disdainfully, "Only little boys who like to read magazines would look at problems and recognize problems so simply. Don't forget, these three major systems are the foundation of everything … Let's take the Feather series warship as an example. What are the three main laser cannons on it made of? A super alloy base and a crystal converter! Transmission control calibration! Energy activation! "
Professor Zhou raised his thumb and a beam of light appeared on the large screen. He enlarged the blueprint of the Feather 1 warship's main cannon base and pointed to three different parts. "And these three most important components are the structural system, the control system, and the propulsion system … The energy output from the weapons is ultimately still part of the propulsion system. Of course, if you're talking about artillery shells used by the army, then pretend I didn't say anything. "
"The three major systems don't just exist in the macroscopic scope, they are also the detailed components of every part of the warship. Only when these three major systems can perfectly coordinate and cooperate can …"
"Of course, the Feather series warships have been retired a long time ago. Now that the Federation's crystal resources have dried up, I reckon that you won't have many chances to sit on a warship. Oh, the most important point is that our Ewha University is not like the three major military academies or the West Woods Military Academy. We don't have a warship command department, so it's useless to talk about this to you. "
The male students in the classroom laughed and booed, but Professor Zhou didn't care at all and continued to speak excitedly.
"Then why do I have to spend time talking about this? That's because no matter if it's the mecha you may come into contact with in the future, or those self-propelled armored vehicles, or self-propelled cannons, in the end … they are all small warships or miniature warships. What determines their performance and combat power are the three major systems of structure, control, and propulsion! "
"Motherf * cker, I suddenly remember that all of you are going to develop civilian warships in the future … I guess this class was wasted."
The classroom was filled with laughter again … only Xu Le didn't laugh. He also didn't stare blankly at Zhang Xiaomeng's back. His current mood was indeed somewhat complicated and low, but he would not allow his entire life to be trapped in this inexplicable melancholy. He listened very carefully to Professor Zhou's lecture, and faintly felt that he had gained something.
"A mecha is a small warship. Xu Le repeated Professor Zhou's words in his mind. He recalled the first time he repaired the Ancient Clock, the large number of M-type mecha blueprints he had read in Area H, and then connected it to his own work in Area H1 these past few nights. He had a deeper understanding of Professor Zhou's theory and connected it to an even stranger direction.
This was because Uncle had once told him that the human body was the number one machine.
If a mecha was a small battleship, then wouldn't the human body be a small mecha? The human body was also composed of a control system, a structural system, and a power system. The structure naturally referred to the bones, muscles, organs, hair, blood, and skin. The control system naturally referred to the human brain and the transmission of nerves … only through the transmission of nerve bundles could the consciousness of the brain control the contraction of the muscles, the movement of the joints, the breathing of the lungs, and the operation of these structural systems.
Then what was the propulsion system? Naturally, the food consumed by the human body was converted into energy by the organs through digestion and absorption. The energy was stored in the human body as fat, blood sugar, and oxygen into the bloodstream. Then, the body would burn them to provide the human body with an endless supply of energy.
Xu Le Xu Le thought about it silently. His body seemed to be different from the average person in terms of the last two systems. For example, when he operated the mecha, the consciousness of his brain seemed to be transmitted to his limbs through a completely new channel, and the mysterious trembling power in his body was obviously not something that could be activated through normal means … every time he tried it, he would become so hungry. It should have something to do with the special characteristics of this energy, right?
Xu Le Xu Le was satisfied with this speculation. He raised his head to look at the girl's back and began to feel dissatisfied again. The three major systems of his body were developing in the direction of becoming stronger, but unfortunately, the mysterious things like the heart and emotions could not become more numb.
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"That little gatekeeper has been waiting outside the plum garden for five hours already. You really don't want to go down and take a look?" Outside the door came the sounds of jeering and teasing from the girls. Perhaps some of them were really Zhang Xiaomeng's friends, but most of them were just here to watch the show. Zhang Xiaomeng had always been quiet and reserved in front of everyone, distant and cold. In addition to her past, she was actually not very popular among the girls of Ewha University.
Zhang Xiaomeng ignored the noise outside. Without her permission, the electronic door would not allow anyone to barge in. She also did not care much about other people's opinions or teasing. Other than in front of that young boy, she felt that she rarely lost her cool.
Walking to the window, in the distance was the reflection of the Rose River under the night sky. Nearby was the lawn below the plum garden. On the edge of the lawn was a boy standing there like a rock. He had been standing there since class ended until night. Not only his body, even his expression did not seem to have changed. Zhang Xiaomeng stared at the boy in a daze. She picked up a cute little dog biscuit from the table and put it in her mouth. As she chewed, her eyes became moist. She was extremely distressed.
The reason she was distressed was because she felt that she was very stupid. Since she knew that this would happen, she should not have acted that way that day. She should not have provoked him. Now that he was like this, and she was also this upset, she still had to pretend to be disgusting.
It had to be admitted that Zhang Xiaomeng was a very kind person. Otherwise, she would not have given up on her beautiful family background and thrown herself into the business of seeking benefits for the lower class of the Federation. However, even though she had received training in S2, and the black-rimmed glasses made her look mature and mature, she was still incomparably naive and childish when it came to matters between men and women. She was a complete mess.
At this moment, the phone rang. Zhang Xiaomeng put it to her ear and heard Xu Le's voice.
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Xu Le was a love-struck fool, and he was not the kind of man who would cry and shout about hanging himself. He was just very stubborn, as stubborn as a rock. He had to figure out the reason for Zhang Xiaomeng's sudden change in attitude, so he waited in the Plum Garden for half a night before finally getting through. He stopped Zhang Xiaomeng from questioning him about how he got the phone number and said calmly, "Don't be so cold. You're not Jian Shui'er, and your acting isn't that good. Give up. I don't know what you're hiding, but I just want to tell you that this trick won't work on me. "
"I'm guessing that you're looking at me from the window in the dark right now, and you're sincerely moved? Maybe you're even crying. "
After standing for a long time, Xu Le finally used the ruthlessness of the Clocktower Street Orphan Gang. He raised his head to look at the seventh floor, and said each word to the point, "Don't you think this is very childish?"
Zhang Xiaomeng was originally looking at Xu Le downstairs with tears in her eyes, but the two sentences that came out of the phone made her feel very conflicted. She hung up the phone and crawled into bed.
The phone call ended, but Xu Le didn't leave the Plum Garden. He felt that his heart was empty, and if he didn't get the girl's warmth or words to fill it, it seemed like it would be empty forever. This was his first love, or at least … it was her first night. He thought that both of them should cherish it.
So he acted like he cherished it and worked hard, and so he stood in the Plum Garden and waited.
It was late autumn, and Xu Le was an impulsive person. He was already prepared. He put on his thermal underwear and put on the green military windbreaker he got at the airport. It was the same one he wore when he first met Zhang Xiaomeng. First, it was warm, and second, it made her think of him. This was the most comprehensive arrangement that Xu Le, who was new to love, could think of.
However, he miscalculated how much the heavens hated this kind of thing. A cold autumn rain came out of nowhere and drenched him. He wiped the rain off his face and looked at the sky with some annoyance. The Plum Garden was silent. Even the girls who came to watch the show had fallen asleep. Only the rain accompanied his figure, making him look very lonely.
Later in the night, a girl who woke up in the middle of the night found the man in the rain and let out a low cry.
In the deepest part of the night, the autumn rain suddenly turned into the first snow in the north of the planet. The floating snowflakes fell just like that, landing on Xu Le's body and gradually cooling his body and his heart.
In the early morning, Xu Le brushed the snow off his body and left the Plum Garden silently. He felt that it was too cold. He could ask more about it during the ball. Zhang Xiaomeng's face appeared in the window on the seventh floor of the Plum Garden. She looked at Xu Le's footprints in the thin snow with some loneliness. She thought to herself that he had probably lost all hope in her.
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Xu Le didn't go back to take a hot shower and go to sleep. Firstly, there wasn't much time left. Secondly, his incomparably strong body over the years had never seemed to have any problems with colds. Thirdly, there was a fire in his heart. There was no bright fire, which made him very depressed. He needed to find a way to vent.
He silently walked into the still empty H1 area. He thought that the mysterious kid should have already gone to sleep by now. He could only roar at the light and color blocks in the sixth level. To his surprise, the small table in the lounge was already empty. However, the green indicator light for the door was still on. Could that guy still be inside? According to the usual practice, it was already four in the morning. Both he and that person should have gotten rid of the trouble of insomnia.
Xu Le, who was drenched all over, felt a trace of worry. He suddenly forgot that he was actually in the darkest moment of his youth and walked toward that room.
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