In the cafeteria, everyone ordered a bunch of dishes and surrounded Yan Hao to welcome him. They looked so happy that it was hard to tell that they had just been scolded by Mr. Zhong.

It can be seen that these people have experienced being scolded by Mr. Zhong many times.

Halfway through lunch, Yan Hao had a general understanding of his senior brothers. Except for the eldest and second senior brothers who were appointed as the deans of the Planetary Research Institute, the other five senior brothers were all here. Among them, Babi was ranked sixth.

"Junior brother, you are so young, are you an adult?"

"Junior brother, you should eat more. You look so thin. You can't work in the research institute without some physical strength. You have to eat more."

"Junior brother, I heard that you are very good at mathematics and have even independently developed a mimicry system?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

…

"I'm an adult now, thank you. Fortunately, no." Yan Hao didn't know how to deal with the situation where so many senior brothers blamed him at the same time, so he could only answer the questions one by one obediently.

"What are you asking? Junior brother is so young, how could he have a girlfriend?"

"That's right, Junior Brother, don't listen to them. You are young, don't fall in love so early, or you will be deceived."

"I..." Yan Hao bit his lip, his eyes wide open, and was speechless for a moment.

Everyone immediately discovered the problem.

Although they had just met Yan Hao, he had been very well behaved since they met. He would answer all the teasing and strange words from his senior brothers, and would nod obediently when he could. He hesitated suddenly, so there must be something wrong.

Sure enough, after a brief hesitation, Yan Hao spoke up: "I'm already in a relationship."

After saying this, I still felt a little ashamed, as if I had failed the advice of my senior brothers.

Everyone: ...

Junior brother, you are pretending to be innocent and well-behaved, right? You are actually a scheming person, right? You are not feeling guilty at all, but showing off. You are the youngest among all the brothers, but you are the first one to fall in love. What can we brothers who are still single say?

"Hey, when?" The Babi bug, who had been in contact with Yan Hao, couldn't help but ask.

"Just yesterday." Yan Hao answered honestly.

I just got married yesterday, so this fresh gossip, how can I not be excited.

"Excuse me, what happened yesterday?" someone couldn't help but ask.

Suddenly, the eyes of the other five brothers lit up.

Although these people are all geniuses in mecha manufacturing and seem to be very cool, they spend all day doing research in the institute. Their lives are boring and dull, and they are most passionate about gossip. What's more, this is gossip about their junior brother.

"Well, I confessed my feelings, and then the senior agreed." Yan Hao replied.

Everyone gasped: It was the junior brother who confessed first? I didn't realize that the junior brother was so well behaved, but he was actually such a ruthless person when it came to relationships.

Everyone. Still single. The senior brother began to reflect, whether the reason why he is still single is because he has never taken the initiative to confess his love.

Learned.

The dinner time at the research institute is one hour. On weekdays, they are busy with research and usually leave as soon as they finish eating. But today, because of Yan Hao, they stayed in the cafeteria until the end before getting up and leaving.

"Sixth Junior Brother, has the dormitory for the younger Junior Brother been arranged?" The third Senior Brother, who was the oldest among them, asked with concern.

"It's been arranged. It's right next to me." said the Babi Worm.

"Then you can take your junior brother to have some rest first. The teacher will definitely need to debug the third-generation system with us tonight. I guess he will only be free to arrange for your junior brother tomorrow." said the third brother.

Just as Babi Chong was about to agree, Yan Hao spoke first: "I'm not sleepy yet, I'll go with you to take a look."

Although it was only the time for dinner, Yan Hao had a good impression of his senior brothers and wanted to quickly integrate into the research atmosphere of the institute.

"That's fine. You'll have to adapt sooner or later anyway. And if you go, the teacher will scold us less for your sake."

Everyone left the cafeteria and soon returned to the laboratory they had been in before.

"Before the teacher arrives, let's each check the part we are responsible for to see where the problem lies." After the third brother assigned the tasks, the others automatically dispersed.

Completely different from the gossiping in the cafeteria just now, the seniors looked serious and earnest after entering the working state, and the huge laboratory became quiet in an instant.

Yan Hao was left behind, at a loss as to what to do, when the Babi Bug remembered him and took him to an empty computer nearby, saying, "This is my computer. It contains information about the third-generation system. Take a look first."

Babi Chong did not hide anything. The fact that Mr. Zhong allowed him to bring Yan Hao directly into the laboratory meant that Yan Hao had the right to access the information.

"Okay." Yan Hao nodded.

After settling Yan Hao, Babi Chong returned to his workbench.

Yan Hao clicked on the information of the third-generation system and quickly browsed it. Halfway through, he found that this third-generation system was actually a simplified system of operating instructions. If the existing mecha operating system is upgraded to this third-generation system, the difficulty of operating instructions will be reduced by about 20%.

Yan Hao quickly became fascinated. Although the calculation method of the traditional operating system is different from the mimic driving system, Yan Hao also gained a lot of inspiration from it. This semester, although he has been learning the basics of mecha, disassembling and manufacturing parts, he has not completely given up the research of the mimic system. He has used many methods to try to further improve the system of Black Soul, even if it is only to the sixth level, but there are always some things that he can't figure out.

That thing was like a cloud of fog. Yan Hao knew that it was in the fog, but he just couldn't see it clearly. But now, after understanding the operation mode of the third-generation system, Yan Hao vaguely understood it.

The mimicry system seems to be completely different from the traditional driving system, but it is derived from the traditional driving system, so there are many similarities between them. Yan Hao has a feeling that if he can master the traditional driving system more proficiently, he can further improve the mimicry system.

"Have you found the problem?" A powerful voice interrupted Yan Hao's thoughts.

Yan Hao looked up and found that Mr. Zhong had come to the laboratory at some point and was standing in the middle of the room.

"Found it." The third brother said immediately, "It's because the arm system's computing power was too large, which caused a 0.01 second lag, and the entire system connection had problems."

"After so many tests, why is there still a problem with the arm system?" asked Mr. Zhong.

"During this test, the mecha warriors used some unusual combat postures, which caused the arm's computing power to increase tenfold."

"This is an unusual fighting posture. Do we have to ask mecha warriors to fight according to the posture we set in the future? During each pre-war mobilization, do we have to ask the mecha manufacturers to go up and say, 'In this battle, you can't kick or turn around?'" Old Zhong shouted angrily.

Everyone's faces turned pale after being scolded, and no one dared to raise their heads. Even Yan Hao, who was sitting next to him, felt a little uncomfortable even though he knew that Mr. Zhong was not scolding him.

"You must remember that the responsibility of us mecha builders is to build mechas that allow mecha warriors to play freely. We exist to assist them in fighting, not to restrict them. The battlefield changes rapidly. Let alone uncommon combat postures, even combat postures that have never been used before, as long as they need it, we must satisfy them." Elder Zhong said seriously, "We can't make mistakes. Once we make a mistake, we will pay with our lives on the battlefield."

"Yes." Everyone responded in a deep voice.

"How long will it take you to solve this ten-fold amount of computation?" asked Mr. Zhong.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally the third brother said, "Half a month, we will definitely solve it in half a month."

Elder Zhong had just taken the medicine sent by Yan Hao. The headache caused by the mental agitation was relieved a lot, and his temper was not as great as before. Seeing that the disciples had also found the problem, he did not continue to blame them, but nodded to agree to their request for half a month.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to their workbenches, preparing to stay at the institute for half a month without taking a shower or leaving.

After dealing with them, Elder Zhong turned his eyes and noticed Yan Hao standing in the corner. He saw Yan Hao standing there blankly, with fear in his eyes, and he frowned unconsciously.

Was I too fierce just now? Wait, which bastard brought the little apprentice here?

"Ahem~~" Elder Zhong walked over and was about to speak when his eyes suddenly swept across the light computer screen behind Yan Hao. He immediately changed his tone and asked, "The system has taken a look. How do you feel about it?"

"I only read half of it." After only being here for a short while, Yan Hao had already deeply realized the difference between Mr. Zhong and Mr. Pang.

If it was Master Pang who asked him this question, Yan Hao would immediately express his thoughts. Learning from Master Pang, Yan Hao was never afraid of making mistakes. Whenever he thought of something or didn't understand something, he would immediately go to Master Pang for advice, knowing that Master Pang would definitely guide him. But when it came to Master Zhong, Yan Hao felt that he had to think about it again and again, and only ask Master Zhong when he really couldn't think of anything, otherwise he would definitely be scolded.

Fortunately, Master Zhong can't read minds, otherwise he would be so angry that he would vomit blood. You didn't even ask, how did you know that I would scold you? I scolded your brothers because they set up a system that was three months overdue.

"This is the third-generation system. If you want to see it, start from the first generation. I have given you access to the research institute's database. Except for some confidential information, you can view all the information in it yourself." Elder Zhong seemed to be afraid of scaring Yan Hao, so his tone was much gentler. "Although you have independently designed the mimicry system, the traditional system is the foundation of mimicry and must not be ignored."

Yan Hao had just understood this problem. After hearing what Mr. Zhong said, he nodded hurriedly.

"Well, it's your first day here, so don't stay up too late. Go and rest first." said Mr. Zhong.

"I'm not sleepy yet. I'll go back with my brothers later." Yan Hao wanted to read the information for a while longer.

"You don't have to wait for them. If the system is not fixed, why would they sleep?" Old Zhong snorted.

Yan Hao opened his mouth slightly and looked at Mr. Zhong in astonishment.

"!!!" Mr. Zhong.

Oh no, it seems that I scared my little apprentice again, I hope he won’t run away.

"Well, you don't know the way, I'll take you to the dormitory." said Mr. Zhong.

Yan Hao's mouth suddenly opened wider.

The other disciples standing by also got goose bumps after hearing this. Did this little disciple offend the teacher in some way?

"Teacher, let me take you there. I'll take my junior brother back." Babi Chong had the best relationship with Yan Hao, so he stepped forward to help.

Seeing An Hao's terrified expression, Mr. Zhong felt hurt: "Okay."

After saying that, Master Zhong angrily waved his sleeves and left. No one knew whether he was angry that these disciples could not handle the third-generation system, or that he was angry that he could not send Yan Hao back to the dormitory.

Humph, if Yan Hao gets scared away, it’s all the fault of the Babi bug.