Chapter 5

The lights in the maintenance room were suddenly turned on, and blue and green light screens were placed everywhere in the maintenance room, making the entire room suddenly bright.

Several mechas near the door of the maintenance room were damaged to varying degrees. Some of the mechas' external decks were seriously dented. The right arm of the mecha that Ying Chenlin was working on was severely damaged. The most basic reconnection of the fracture had been completed, but the dense metal nerves in the interface were exposed.

"Put aside the program table for a moment." Ying Chenlin said.

Lin Yao found the button on the programming desk. After pressing it, the fault page of the programming desk was directly enlarged and appeared in the void.

Ying Chenlin looked up at the fault information in the air, quickly glanced at it to determine the fault information, and then took the mechanical pliers and neatly removed the damaged internal metal nerves.

Ji Qingfeng's heart sank. Didn't he say he wouldn't demolish it?

He looked up and saw the young man sitting on top taking out a part as big as a fist, flipping it towards the latch of the robotic arm, and hearing a click, the part was inserted.

Ying Chenlin didn't use anything else. The tools he had were all taken from the maintenance bench, including the spare parts.

When seeing this operation, Ji Qingfeng's mind was filled with doubt. Generally speaking, repairing a mecha is more difficult than assembling it. Repairing a mecha requires troubleshooting, which requires the maintenance technician to use his mental strength to check for damage.

Mecha technicians specialize in mecha driving, maintenance technicians specialize in mecha maintenance, and the programming desk is only an auxiliary judgment. Most of the time, they use their mental power directly to detect the condition of the mecha in order to find the problem points quickly and accurately.

But Ying Chenlin, who was sitting in the mecha, did not do that. He just entered the cockpit, came down to get the parts, and started working. In other words, from the time when Ying Chenlin started the maintenance until now, he has not felt the large amount of mental power that a maintenance engineer should have mobilized within the area, only a tiny bit of mental power released outwardly.

At this moment, Lin Yao came down from the programming table, "Da Feng, have you noticed that his mental strength is very weak?"

"Yes." Ji Qingfeng frowned slightly, "How can it be so weak? Shouldn't it be A-level mental power?"

Just now, their attention was on Ying Chenlin's junior maintenance technician certificate, and they thought that the other party's mental power was just restrained.

It is normal for people to release or restrain their mental power. Advanced mentalists can control their mental power.

Ying Chenlin is an A-level psychic, which is the only thing they feel at ease about… But so far, the sense of oppression they feel from Ying Chenlin is very weak, not as weak as that of a C-level psychic. Even when repairing the mecha, they cannot feel other psychic powers.

"I'll go and take a look." Ji Qingfeng had just taken a few steps outside when he suddenly saw two pop-up windows pop up on the fault surface in the air. There were originally dozens of fault pages, but after Ying Chenlin's pliers went down, the two top pop-up windows disappeared.

Lin Yao was stunned.

Ji Qingfeng blinked, "No need for mental power to perform repairs...? Does this guy rely entirely on fault elimination?"

Ying Chenlin did not stop his actions. He glanced at the remaining faulty surface with his peripheral vision, and quickly cut off the metal nerves with the mechanical pliers in his hand.

The fault surfaces on the program table stopped increasing, and one by one the fault surfaces were fixed. As the emergency maintenance operations were carried out, the pop-up fault surfaces disappeared one by one.

Half an hour later, only the last two of the originally densely packed fault surfaces remained.

Ji Qingfeng's initial excitement had subsided. Seeing Ying Chenlin move, he hurriedly asked, "Brother, do you need any tools?"

"No more missing." Ying Chenlin came down from the right arm of the mecha and slid to the cockpit.

The cockpit was small and the empathetic tentacles were dim. Ying Chenlin paused for a moment at the metal nerve connected to his right arm, cut off the last piece of the scrapped nerve, and a new instruction popped up on the outermost programming platform.

[The self-test fault of the numbered mecha has been eliminated, yes/no to continue self-test? ]

"alright."

Ying Chenlin came out of the cockpit and stepped down from the mecha. "Pause the self-check procedure. Remember to cancel the mecha's self-check setting later."

Lin Yao hurriedly clicked "No", and the alarm that had been sounding for a long time finally stopped.

The two men went to check the problem with the mecha. Ying Chenlin made way for them and looked around the temporary maintenance room casually.

The spacious maintenance room was more clearly visible. It was very messy, with two mechas at the front and spare mechas behind them.

The maintenance room was much more spacious than other places, but it was still far less spacious than the team bases that Ying Chenlin had seen. Ying Chenlin glanced into the distance and vaguely saw two transmission devices at the back of the maintenance room. It was obvious that this place used to be a mecha parking/transmission area and was temporarily converted into a maintenance room.

Ying Chenlin quickly withdrew his gaze. He relaxed his right hand and felt a sour feeling as his fingers opened and closed.

He stood quietly, with an unclear expression between his brows.

When Ji Qingfeng came out after checking the mecha, he looked up and saw Ying Chenlin standing at the high programming table.

The thin boy stood straight with a suitcase beside his legs.

At this moment, he had his eyes lowered and his hands relaxed with a little discomfort.

Do your hands feel uncomfortable?

"Brother." Ji Qingfeng said.

Ying Chenlin turned around and saw Ji Qingfeng and Lin Yao were already behind him.

Ji Qingfeng's eyes inadvertently stopped on his hand, "Thank you so much this time. Without you, we really don't know how to solve this alarm problem."

"You're welcome. It's just a small problem to eliminate the fault surface."

Ying Chenlin said gently: "Other maintenance technicians can do it too."

"Thank you anyway!" Ji Qingfeng noticed Ying Chenlin's gaze and stopped looking at his hands: "You must be tired after working for so long. Let's go to the conference room and talk. Lin Yao, go make some tea."

"Oh!" Lin Yao quickly left the maintenance room.

Ying Chenlin nodded.

The chaos in the maintenance room finally ended, and Ji Qingfeng took Ying Chenlin to the meeting room.

It is called a conference room, but in fact it is merged with the training room. You can also see two takeout boxes on the conference table not far away.

This is the KID base, which is obviously different from the KID of later generations in Ying Chenlin’s memory.

The KID base in later generations is vast, and the conference room is at least three times the size of this one. KID faced many difficulties in the early days. The issues between the management and the maintenance technicians were just the beginning. Later they would fall into a trough in the new season of the Mecha League.

Ying Chenlin's gaze fell on the two mecha masters not far away. He was also unfamiliar with Lin Yao and Ji Qingfeng, but after flipping through the KID files a few years later, he remembered the names of several mecha masters recorded in a certain encrypted file, including Lin Yao and Ji Qingfeng.

The next season, KID made it all the way to the quarterfinals of the Dawn League, but encountered an accident in the quarterfinals.

The contaminated area broke out, the magnetic field in space was in chaos, and all members of the KID team lost contact during that game.

It was an unforeseen accident. The team got into trouble and KID was once facing disbandment. Later, Shen Xingtang bore the enormous pressure and persevered.

Lin Yao just entered the meeting room and went out again after a while. It seemed that someone called him.

"Our boss had to go to the contaminated area this morning. There are only two of us in the base." Ji Qingfeng searched behind the table in the conference room and quickly took out a smart board. "But she had said before that if someone comes, let him do the set of questions."

Ying Chenlin stopped recalling and looked at the set of questions that Ji Qingfeng handed over. "Are these questions from your boss?"

"How do you know?" Ji Qingfeng was surprised.

Ying Chenlin took over the question and paused: "I have read the information on the Internet."

Ji Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are well prepared."

I came to interview a team like theirs and even looked up information online.

…

The environment was humid and the air was filled with a foul smell. The woman was wearing work clothes, her messy hair simply tied behind her ear, and there was a shallow scar on the exposed left forehead. She walked through the chaotic area and entered a place surrounded by a blue air cover. As soon as she entered, she saw the man sitting inside.

"Si Miao." the woman shouted.

The man called Simiao is named Jiang Simiao, the current strategist of KID Club. He wears glasses and has a slightly fair face with a scholarly air. There were several smart devices in front of him, one of which had a red light on. He asked, "How was the meeting?"

"Not much, there's still a quarrel over there." Shen Xingtang found a chair to sit down casually, and glanced at the communication record on the computer in front of Jiang Simiao. "What's the situation at the base? Have you asked?"

"I just communicated with them. It was the alarm of the mecha in the base that went off." Jiang Simiao briefly explained what happened in the base and the reason why Lin Yao made multiple calls. "In the end, it was the maintenance engineer who applied for the job who helped solve the problem. They were worried that you would ask about it, so they sent the video from the monitoring room to me."

As Jiang Simiao repeated the story, Shen Xingtang's brows gradually furrowed.

Jiang Simiao noticed Shen Xingtang's expression, "What's wrong?"

"It's just an external repair, it doesn't involve the core data." Shen Xingtang was watching the surveillance video on his laptop and continued, "Fortunately I listened to him and didn't suspend the program, otherwise when I got back, Ji Qingfeng's mecha would really have to be rebuilt."

This was her negligence. She didn't expect that the previous maintenance technician was so unreliable that he even set up a timed self-inspection on the mecha.

"It didn't seem to take long to repair." Jiang Simiao: "All the tools used were from our base. He didn't touch anything else. But Lin Yao mentioned that the repairman didn't use his mental power when repairing the faulty surface."

No use of mental power?

Shen Xingtang watched the video more seriously.

The surveillance video was aimed at the large maintenance room. Shen Xingtang saw the mecha with the alarm lights on and the young maintenance technician sitting on it. The maintenance technician's attention was entirely on the mecha, and his movements were quick and decisive. Even with the messy fractures, he was able to systematically sort out and remove the damaged surface.

Then, she saw the other person's right hand, which was a mechanical hand.

Jiang Simiao knew what she was thinking and said, "Lin Yao said that this man's right hand is a mechanical prosthesis."

"Appearance is not the criterion for judging people."

Shen Xingtang's frown relaxed when the other party used the clamp to cut something again. This was a maintenance technician with rich maintenance experience. Troubleshooting is theoretical knowledge for maintenance technicians. So many faults at once are a thorny problem for maintenance technicians on duty. Novice maintenance technicians without practical experience may easily hesitate during actual operation and miss the appropriate processing time.

This person won’t do that. His logic is clear and his movements are quick.

There is no need to use mental power, so it all depends on experience and judgment.

His abilities are not as immature as he looks; he is more like a veteran with more than a decade of experience.

Suddenly, Jiang Simiao's brain vibrated.

He turned around and said, "There's one more thing - they gave the written test you prepared to the other party, and the answer sheet has just been sent over."

Shen Xingtang was swiping her laptop. She stopped watching the video and opened the written test paper sent by Ji Qingfeng. She went through the questions on the virtual board from beginning to end. There was nothing wrong with the basic theory. Even the difficult points she had set were easily solved. She chuckled and said, "This person actually discussed the parameter adjustment of weapons in the last practical question..."

Jiang Simiao was surprised and said, "According to what you said, he is a real scholar with real talent?"

"More than that, the academics can't write these things."

After reading it, Shen Xingtang switched to the resume and opened Ying Chenlin's information.

Junior maintenance technician, A-level mental strength, B-level physical fitness, 18 years old.

Jiang Simiao saw Shen Xingtang frowning and asked again: "Why, are you dissatisfied? From what you said just now, don't you feel very good about him?"

"Satisfied, I'm willing to go back and sign the person now." Shen Xingtang smiled and handed the resume to Jiang Simiao. "I was just thinking, with the salary I offer, why would such an experienced maintenance engineer come to apply?"

Shen Xingtang knew exactly what kind of employees he would hire with what kind of salary.

She offered a salary of 8,000 yuan per month and required only the entry-level standards for a maintenance technician. Outsiders were just watching the fun, but any maintenance engineer with some experience could tell from the recruitment notice that what the company wanted to recruit were maintenance engineer apprentices, not real maintenance engineers.

While the two were talking, a loud alarm suddenly sounded in the space they were in.

Jiang Simiao's eyes froze, and he immediately looked at the machine beside him, "Something went wrong."

"We don't have enough manpower here." Shen Xingtang's expression was stern. "Call Ji Qingfeng and send them the coordinates."

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See you tomorrow ~ Xiaoying’s job application journey isn’t over yet hahaha, the attacker will show up soon!

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