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"This is a level nine mecha." Old Pang's voice suddenly sounded.

Yan Hao returned to his senses and bowed deeply in the direction of Pang Lao: "Hello Professor Pang."

"Do you want to touch it?" Pang Lao asked with a grin.

Yan Hao was taken aback for a while, and it took him a while to realize that Old Pang was talking about the ninth-level mecha: "No... no need."

This is a level nine mecha, I dare not touch it.

Obviously wanting to touch it, but forcing myself not to look at it, this expression looks really pitiful and cute.

"Then take the exam first. If you pass the exam, you can come to help me every week in the future. My job during this period is to complete this nine-level mecha." Pang Lao said.

So as long as you pass the exam, you can just touch the mecha? Not only touch, but can also see the process of Pang Lao making mecha?

Yan Hao's eyes lit up as soon as he rubbed it, and a raging flame ignited in his chest: "I will definitely work hard!"

It has been a long time since he has not tried so hard to do one thing.

"Very good. Come with me." Pang Lao took Yan Hao to a room full of various mecha parts. More than three main parts, even if you pass."

"Level 5 mecha?" Yan Hao was taken aback, "Professor Pang, I haven't learned how to make parts."

"You don't need to make it, you just need to assemble it, just like you assembled the Pamela radar a few days ago." As he said, Fatty was a little free on the console, and the virtual screen appeared, "There are five-level mechas here. You can assemble any part according to the instructions for the assembly of parts of each part. After the exam is completed, or if you give up, just press the button next to it. Is it clear?"

"Clear." Yan Hao nodded.

"That's a good start." Old Pang smiled encouragingly, and turned around and walked out of the room.

After Pang Lao left, only Yan Hao was left in the room. Yan Hao clicked on the catalog of the manual and scanned it roughly. There were thousands of main parts inside. Yan Hao thought for a while, and directly determined the arm position of the Level 5 Mecha.

During this period of time, in order to modify the line, he disassembled and installed the purchased four-level mecha arms, installed and dismantled, so in terms of familiarity, he is most familiar with mecha arms. Although the level five mecha is more complicated than the level four mecha, some parts have the same function.

Yan Hao randomly selected three parts, and then began to quickly browse the manual. The manufacturing of level four mechas and the manufacturing of level five mechas are a watershed. There is an essential difference between them, that is, mental power is needed in the manufacturing of level five mechas.

After reading the manual twice back and forth, Yan Hao knew that the assembly of the parts of the fifth-level mecha was not complicated. The only thing that was complicated was the guidance of mental power. A complete mecha has thousands of parts. Many of these parts require mental energy from the manufacturer. However, it is impossible for a mecha maker to make every part by himself, so when assembling , You need to use spiritual guidance and connection.

The main point of the assembly is to assemble the mental powers of different frequencies so that they do not repel. Of course, if all the parts are from the same mecha maker, the quality of the mecha assembled in this way will be very high.

However, such high-grade mechas are rarely seen except for very few custom mechas.

Yan Hao is still very confident in the control of his mental power. He found the parts he needed according to the instructions, and then began to assemble them step by step. This is not difficult for Yi Yan Hao, because he has already had an experience when assembling the Pamela before. The only troublesome thing is that the Pamela was made by Teacher Qin alone, so all the bulk parts, The mental fluctuations are the same. But the bulk parts here seemed to be completed by three people, so that Yan Hao had to channel three different mental powers in the process of assembling.

But it just took a little longer, which could not be difficult for Yan Hao.

As the clicks of the parts assembly continued to sound, Yan Hao gradually became fascinated. After a while, he was immersed in it, forgetting the time.

Outside the room, Pang Lao finished a part. He raised his eyes and looked out the window, and found that the sky was astonishingly dark. Old Pang frowned, and went to the clock on the wall again.

Six hours have passed?

Old Pang couldn't help being a little strange. It's been six hours, that little guy hasn't come out yet? Obviously, it took him less than ten minutes to assemble the Pamela before. Even if the parts have more mental power this time, those six hours are more than enough.

Does it mean that you have missed it by yourself.

Old Pang pondered, but he didn't bother Yan Hao. No matter what, this little guy must finish the exam.

"Teacher." At this time, a middle-aged man walked in with a box in his arms.

"Zimin, you are here, what are you holding in your hand?" The person here was Deng Ziming, Pang's eldest disciple, an eighth-level mecha maker.

"Wind thunder stone." Deng Ziming put the box in front of Pang Lao.

Old Pang opened it and looked at it. Inside the box was a piece of cyan ore the size of a basketball: "With these, the core parts of the ninth-level mecha can be made."

"Teacher, I heard people say that you want to accept another junior junior for me?" Deng Ziming inquired with a smile.

"You're pretty well informed." Old Pang scolded with a smile.

"In the entire Federation, how many people want to plug people into your laboratory, you confiscated all of them. Even my apprentice, your little apprentice grandson, you are unwilling to let him come to do miscellaneous work, suddenly you want to accept an intern. Can you not be noticeable for this action?" Deng Ziming smiled, "I ran over as soon as I heard it, and wanted to see me, my future junior. What about people, the assessment is over?"

"No, it's still in the room." Pang Lao said.

"You let him assemble the parts and test the mental power control?" Deng Ziming looked at the room Pang pointed to and immediately guessed the content of the test.

"Yeah." Old Pang nodded.

"I heard that he is only a freshman this year, so if you test your mental strength, is it a bit too hasty?" Deng Ziming said.

"Maybe." Pang Lao was also reflecting on whether he overestimated Yan Hao's mental power that day, after all, he was just a freshman, and it was too reluctant to channel the three mental powers at the same time.

"How long has the assessment been?"

"Six hours."

Deng Ziming looked at his teacher's face and knew that he was a little disappointed in his heart. Right now Deng Ziming didn't speak any more, looked for a few problems he encountered, and began to ask the teacher.

At this moment, a beep of "Ding Dong" sounded in the inspection room, which was the end of the assessment.

"Go in and take a look." Pang Lao got up and walked to the examination room.

In the room, Yan Hao was covering his stomach and lowered his head in annoyance. He had forgotten the time again. He had been in the room for so long, and he didn't know if Pang Lao would be angry.

"Crack."

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and Old Pang and his disciple Deng Ziming walked in. Although Yan Hao's overtime made Pang Lao a little disappointed, Pang Lao still had a gentle smile on his face. He didn't want to discourage the enthusiasm of the young students. When he was about to say a few words of comfort, he saw the console as soon as he raised his eyes. A mecha arm that has completed a whole forearm.

"You... how did you assemble so many?" Pang Lao asked in silence.

"Ye... I'm sorry, I... forgot the time." Yan Hao lowered his head in shame. He must have delayed Pang Lao's affairs after he stayed in the laboratory for so long.

Old Pang ignored Yan Hao. Instead, he stepped over to the arm of the mecha, took it up and checked it carefully, and then there was a smug smile on his face: "Ziming, come look at this arm and assemble it. How is it?"

Deng Ziming also reflected at this time. He walked quickly over, took the mecha arm from the teacher, injected mental energy, and carefully inspected it: "The mental power is stable, there is no rejection, and the assembly is very good."

"Hahaha, let me just say, how could I see the wrong person." Pang Lao was immediately even more proud.

"Then...Professor Pang, did I pass the assessment?" Yan Hao asked in a low voice.

"Only let you assemble the main parts of the third brother. You have assembled half of your arm. Can I not let you pass?" Pang Lao said with joy, "You can come to my laboratory every weekend to study. ."

"Thank you Professor Pang." Yan Hao flushed with excitement.

After the examination passed, the level 9 mecha can be seen every week from now on.

"What's the name of the professor, the teacher." Pang Lao said.

"Thank you, teacher." Yan Hao didn't think there was anything wrong, in his opinion, the people who taught him knowledge were all teachers.

"..." Deng Ziming looked at his teacher speechlessly. He had to like it so much that he didn't even give the internship period and accepted the apprentice directly. However, the younger brother in front of him was too calm to behave. He was not excited at all after worshiping the second-level tenth-level mecha maker in the entire Federation.

"Why don't you just install the entire mecha arm?" Pang Lao asked him.

"I...I'm hungry." Yan Hao scratched his face embarrassedly. He has been eating three meals regularly for the past two months, and he has developed a habit without knowing it. When time is up, if you don't eat, you will be very hungry.

Lao Pang and Deng Ziming couldn't laugh or cry as they listened for a while: "Go eat, don't be hungry."

Before leaving, Pang Lao gave Yan Hao a card, saying that he could freely enter and exit the tenth floor with this card. Before leaving the tenth floor, Yan Hao went to Professor Qin's office again and talked about his passing the assessment. Professor Qin was not surprised, he seemed to know that he would have passed the exam a long time ago, and let him leave after saying a few words of encouragement. Zhou Xiong looked at him with a complicated expression. Although Yan Hao was strange, he didn't ask much because he was too hungry, thinking that there would be opportunities to meet in the future anyway.

Back in the dormitory, He Shao had already applauded Yan Hao for the takeaway, and he had eaten and drank enough before he talked about the afternoon assessment.

"What?! It's Pang Lao's lab looking for an intern?! What kind of **** luck are you!" He Shao got up directly from the bed excitedly.

"Why are you so excited?" Yan Hao puzzled.

"Do you not know who Pang Lao is?" He Shao roared, "Pang Lao, his full name is Pang Tianhe."

Pang Tianhe? The name seems familiar.

Yan Hao's eyes widened suddenly: "Tenth-level mecha maker?"

"You just realized it? Are you from the mecha manufacturing department? You don't even know this top boss?" He Shao finished roaring, and realized something, "Forget, you learned pharmacy before, but You have changed to mecha manufacturing for half a year anyway, how could you not know Pangtianhe Pangda Division."

"I... I've heard it, I just didn't expect... I could see it myself." Although Yan Hao did not engage in mecha manufacturing in the previous life, he has always been interested in mecha manufacturing legends. Two. At present, and even in the next fifteen years, there are only two mecha manufacturers in the Federation, namely Pang Tianhe Pangda Division and Zhong Gaoxuan Zhong.

It was not that Yan Hao didn't know Pang Tianhe's name, but that he couldn't think of an old man he met casually, who was a legendary master. He thought about how he had to become a level seven or eight mecha maker to be qualified to see such a big man.

"Not only did you see it, you also became a teacher." He Shao said.

"No, I just became an intern." Yan Hao shook his head.

"Tsk, the interns accepted by Pang Lao eventually became his disciples. The so-called interns are the apprentice reserve." He Shao's uncle is the deputy director of the mecha manufacturing department, and he still knows this.

"Pop!" The chopsticks in Yan Hao's hand fell directly to the ground.

He remembered it, and Old Pang seemed, as if, said, let himself call him teacher.

I... I worshipped Pang Lao as my teacher, and I didn't even bow. Will Pang Lao think I'm impolite and regret it tomorrow?

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