After a night of rest, Yan Hao began his formal life in the research institute.

Unlike his senior brothers who have been studying with Master Zhong in the research institute all year round, Yan Hao's internship is during the holidays, so he is not suitable to participate in any ongoing projects in the research institute. Master Zhong also made special arrangements for him.

Mr. Zhong prepared a small laboratory for Yan Hao alone, opened up the database and super optical computer to him, and then picked out the system knowledge that he thought Yan Hao needed to supplement the most.

"The system can be improved, but the structure of the mecha is difficult to change. Although the traditional driving system is complicated, it is the closest to the mecha itself. You have also learned a lot of mecha knowledge this year. Looking at these systems, you will have new insights." Mr. Zhong said to Yan Hao.

Yan Hao listened attentively, with a gleam of curiosity in his eyes.

"This laboratory was used by me to develop the mimicry system. This mecha..." Elder Zhong pointed to a mini mecha in the corner that was about two meters tall and said, "It is specially used to carry the mimicry system. I have modified the internal circuits. You can import your newly developed system into it for testing."

"Thank you, teacher." Yan Hao didn't expect that Zhong actually prepared a mecha for him to test. He was planning to use the Dark Soul for testing after returning to school during the holidays.

"I will probably be staying in the lab you visited yesterday these days. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me." said Mr. Zhong.

"Okay, thank you teacher." Yan Hao said gratefully.

Mr. Zhong nodded and waited for a while.

"???" Yan Hao looked up, confused. The teacher hadn't finished speaking yet.

"You... understand everything?" asked Mr. Zhong.

"Understood." Yan Hao nodded.

Zhong Lao said nothing more, nodded, turned around and left. After he left, Yan Hao couldn't wait to start studying and researching the driving system of traditional mechas. This research lasted for three days. During these three days, Yan Hao stayed in the laboratory almost all the time except for sleeping and eating.

During these three days, Professor Zhong would pass by the laboratory every day, but every time Yan Hao saw him, he would just respectfully call him "Teacher" and then continue to do his own thing.

Mr. Zhong: “…”

It’s been three days. Don’t you have any questions for me?

Professor Zhong is very upset. It is good that students are obsessed with learning, but without feedback, he has no idea how well the students have mastered the knowledge.

Finally, on the fourth day, Elder Zhong entered Yan Hao's laboratory again and saw him frowning at the program in the system, as if he couldn't understand the principle. Elder Zhong's eyes lit up, and he walked over and asked, "Are you having problems?"

In four days, I have gone from one generation of system to three generations of system before encountering any problems. This is already excellent.

"This procedure is based on..."

"Ah, I understand." Yan Hao suddenly shouted, then lowered his head and began to type on the keyboard. Zhong Lao was choking on his words, and just watched him write out the original formula.

"..."Mr. Zhong.

After knocking, Yan Hao seemed to have just heard Master Zhong speak. He looked up at Master Zhong in surprise: "Teacher, what did you just say?"

"It's okay, just continue watching." Mr. Zhong waved his sleeves and left.

It’s not good if the students are too good, as there is almost no teaching experience at all.

Three days passed like this, and Yan Hao finally saw Babi again a week after he came to the institute. They met in the cafeteria at lunch time. Babi looked much more haggard than a week ago. He looked like he had just drifted back from a deserted planet. His face was pale and thin, his eyes were red, and his hair was limp and stuck to his head, as if he hadn't taken a shower for a week.

Well, it seems he hasn't been back for a week.

Yan Hao got his meal, walked over with the plate, and sat opposite the worm. However, he had been sitting there for a long time, but the worm didn't react at all. He poked the rice with chopsticks with lifeless eyes, and mechanically fed it into his mouthful by mouthful.

Yan Hao was shocked. This state was not just due to being tired from staying up late. This felt like he was going to die suddenly. Yan Hao quickly put down his chopsticks, raised his hand to grab the wrist of the worm, and began to check his body.

"Huh? Junior brother, you're here to eat too?" It was only then that Babi Chong noticed Yan Hao.

“……”I’ve been feeling your pulse for a whole minute and you just noticed me.

After taking the pulse, Yan Hao breathed a sigh of relief. Although the Barbie worm looked scary, its body functions were still good and it was not on the verge of sudden death.

"Sixth Senior Brother, were you in a daze just now?" Yan Hao asked.

"Did you get scared?" The babe seemed to know his own problem, and smiled and explained, "I was just on standby."

"Standby?"

"I've been working day and night to meet the deadline lately, overusing my brain and unable to go back to sleep, so whenever I have some free time, I will empty my mind." said Babi Chong.

"Is there no progress in improving the third-generation system?" Babi Chong was the only one in the cafeteria who came to eat, which showed that the other brothers must still be busy at this time.

"Third senior brother said it would take half a month, but less than half of it has passed. How could it be possible to finish it?" said Babi Chong.

"Why don't you take a day off to rest up? Maybe you can find a solution after a day of rest. If you're not in good spirits, your brain will also become dull." Yan Hao suggested.

"No, we were so sleepy that we just lay down and fell asleep in the lab. Although I really wanted to go back to the dormitory, I was afraid that once I touched the bed, I would never want to get up again." When he said the last part, Babi Chong almost cried.

Who wouldn't want to sleep in a warm bed if they could?

Yan Hao opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Junior brother, don't bother me. I'm used to it." As he said this, Babi Chong's eyes turned red.

People are like this. When a person bears the pressure silently without saying anything, it's not a big deal, but when someone suddenly comes and shows concern, they can't hold it back anymore.

"Xiaoliu, change shifts." At this time, the fifth brother came to the Babi worm with a dinner tray.

Babi looked at him, stood up with the food tray, and made way for him. The fifth brother sat down immediately, and Babi handed the food tray to the robot that came to collect the food, and then left the cafeteria directly, obviously going back to the laboratory.

"Fifth Senior Brother." Yan Hao greeted the person sitting opposite him.

"Hmm? Oh, junior brother, why are you here?" Fifth Senior Brother seemed to have just noticed Yan Hao.

I have been sitting here for a long time.

Besides, there are all empty seats in the cafeteria now, but you insisted on calling Sixth Brother to sit opposite me. Isn’t it because you saw me?

"Sorry, I was thinking about the system update just now and didn't notice you." The fifth brother also realized his negligence. He scratched his greasy black hair awkwardly, then picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.

Yan Hao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

"Junior brother, didn't you take any fruit? This apple is for you. People like us who spend a lot of time in the laboratory should eat more fruit."

Yan Hao looked at the red apple and could almost smell the "greasy fragrance" left on his senior brother's fingers through the fruit aroma.

"Eat it." The fifth senior brother was particularly enthusiastic. Seeing that Yan Hao didn't take it, he directly stuffed the apple into Yan Hao's hand.

Yan Hao was afraid that Fifth Senior Brother would force him to eat the fruit on the spot, so he could only quickly change the subject: "Fifth Senior Brother, is there no progress in the research?"

A casual greeting made the fifth senior brother burst into tears and begged, "Little junior brother, can you please stop asking? I have a reflex headache because of the teacher's questions recently."

I don’t know what’s wrong with the teacher recently. He especially likes to ask them questions. I’ve never seen him ask so diligently when I was rushing to make progress on experiments before. At most, he would come to check on them once a day.

Yan Hao said "oh" and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

"Well, actually the problem has been found, but the original system framework has been set up. Now we suddenly have to change the arm data. Once this change is made, the whole set has to be changed..." Fifth Brother didn't let Yan Hao ask, and Yan Hao really didn't ask, but he suddenly started talking incessantly again.

He spoke for a full twenty minutes, and the most terrifying thing was that he didn't even bother to eat while speaking, and he didn't even bother to urge Yan Hao to eat his apple.

"..."Yan Hao.

Yan Hao couldn't bear it any longer, so he found an excuse to leave. He only ate two bites of lunch. On the way back, he met the third brother again. The third brother looked dazed, and his appearance was no different from that of the Babi bug. It was obvious that he was going to take over the meal.

It's so miserable.

Is it because it is a federal research institute that the rules are stricter? In my previous life, I spent quite a while at the Institute of Pharmacy and often stayed up late to do research, but I never had such a hard time like my senior brothers. Even other research institutes around me didn't seem to have such a bad experience.

This is just an experiment, but why does it feel like my soul is being hollowed out?

"If you change the arm system..." The information that Mr. Zhong gave to Yan Hao contained data on all traditional driving systems, including the third-generation system.

Yan Hao called up the database of the arm system and looked at it carefully. At the same time, his fingers kept sliding and clicking on the virtual screen, allowing the database to simulate the shape of the mecha arm.

"Increase the amount of calculation tenfold. As long as this value is accurate to one more place, then here... connect to the main brain core..." Yan Hao was trapped in it unknowingly. After a while, the virtual screen in front of him was filled with densely packed formulas.

When Yan Hao came to his senses, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. He had spent seven hours writing the improvement of this formula.

But after finishing writing, he didn't know what to do.

Although this improved formula has not yet been used to complete the final calculation using the super optical computer, Yan Hao feels that it should not be a big problem. Even if there is an error in the numerical value, the direction will not be wrong. If the calculation fails once, it will definitely succeed after two attempts. However, should this formula be given to the brothers?

"Yan Hao, what do you mean? You want to get involved in everything. Do you want to take advantage of my research results?"

In the previous life, when I first entered the research institute, the pharmacists in the institute often worked day and night for half a month to study a problem that could be solved by a simple data model. At that time, he wanted to build a good relationship with his colleagues in the institute, so he would write the original formula of the data model and send it to them. In the end, he did not receive the other party's thanks, but a sentence like the above.

Yan Hao didn't know what he had done wrong, he just thought that the other party was so angry, he must have done something wrong. From then on, he never helped others do such things again, unless it was a task assigned to him by the research institute. But when he stopped doing it, people around him began to be dissatisfied again.

"Some people are so aloof that they can't be invited unless they are the dean."

Yan Hao wanted to help Babi Chong and his fellow brothers, but he was afraid of backfiring and returning to the state of his previous life.

Yan Hao hesitated for a moment, then sent a message to Sheng Heng, expressing his concerns.

Sheng Heng only replied with one sentence: [People who like you can definitely feel your true feelings. You don’t need to care about people who don’t like you. ]

Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, as if he understood something, and immediately packaged the company written on the virtual screen and sent it to Babi Chong.