Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Heng I.
Chester Star A Zone.
More than a dozen new mechas are parked in a small experimental area of several hectares.
Long-range sniper type, short-range defense type, engineering type, security type...
There are many types, and all of them are advanced models that have not yet been mass-produced.
In the center of the experimental site, seven big words flashed on the top of the pure white building: Leimen Mecha Research Institute.
"The institute's security is truly impenetrable."
The freckled girl scratched her chin and put away her electronic camera with a troubled look.
They were all amateur mecha enthusiasts, and this time they happened to hear that the next-generation mecha being developed by the Laiji Institute was nearing completion. The three of them hit it off and decided to come and "visit" it.
But the experimental area was pitch black, and it was obvious that optical interference had been done, so not a single machine could be seen.
They then used "professional equipment" to explore the experimental area. However, on the interface screen, the experimental area was divided into three areas by a few white lines, and each area contained ordinary mechas.
There was no next-generation mecha they were looking for.
Several mecha enthusiasts made sounds of disappointment.
The girl climbed down from the wooden box, slapping her thigh and sighing.
"I was wondering, how could a small civilian research institute like the Laiji Institute possibly produce sentient mechas? It really is fake news."
"That's why I told you guys not to come. It's probably a wasted trip."
"That's not necessarily true."
The freckled girl put the detector back into her pocket, raised her hand to push up her glasses, and a bright light flashed across the lenses.
"Have you forgotten who the new director is? She's no ordinary person."
A piece of scrap newspaper rustled against the wall of the research institute. After a while, the three mecha enthusiasts banged their heads together and looked up at the sky.
"True, after all, he's that mecha genius."
"If it's her, then nothing she creates would be surprising..."
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The Laiji Institute has a total of twelve floors, and its overall shape resembles the twelve pairs of ribs of the human body.
The capsule elevator is like a spine, located on the symmetrical line and extending down to the bottom floor.
At the end of the working day, researchers took off their white lab coats one after another, clocked out and left the laboratory.
"Boss, why don't you leave?"
There was no response, so Researcher Che raised his voice a bit.
"Boss? Director?"
The biological computer was still rapidly processing mathematical calculations, accompanied by a loud roar. The light screen in the middle of the laboratory kept flashing, and black pop-up windows appeared one after another.
As if hearing her words, the urgent typing sound behind the biological computer paused for a moment.
"Go back after you finish the changes."
"Well, it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer..." Researcher Che kept pacing around.
Tao Ying, the director of the Leimen Mecha Research Institute and a recognized genius in mecha programming in the interstellar world, finally couldn't stand the harassment from his colleagues, stopped the work in his hands and turned around.
She smoothed the wrinkles on her shoulders and looked at Researcher Che calmly. Researcher Che immediately raised his hands, took two steps back, and slid to his knees at the speed of light.
"I was wrong, boss."
Another researcher, who happened to be passing by with a half-meter-high report in his arms, jokingly said, "Director, you're really working hard while still having to make time to take care of your subordinates."
"Yeah, it's too hard." Tao Ying pretended to sigh, but the corners of her eyes curved slightly with a happy expression. She was about to say something else when the calculator suddenly started beeping. She immediately restrained her smile and turned her attention back to the screen.
Researcher Che touched his nose.
"Boss, how long will it take? How about we go back together?"
"I'll leave after the final debugging. You guys can go home first."
"OK."
With a click, the automatic door closed, sending away the last two colleagues in the institute. Tao Ying quickly finished the work in her hands, lay back on the black work chair, and let out a sigh of relief.
When he opened his eyes, his gaze turned to "that thing" in the center of the laboratory.
That's a mecha.
A mecha that depicts black to the extreme.
It half-knelt on the ground with its head slightly lowered, as beautiful as a sleeping black swan.
The body is tall and slender, the black shell exudes a metallic glow, and the connection between parts is smooth and elegant, without any flaws. It is obviously the work of someone who is extremely proficient in mecha design.
——Perceptual mecha.
Since the year 1004 of the Star Calendar, when humans proposed the idea of relying on mental power to drive mechas - that is, the concept of perceptual mechas, major mecha companies have successively invested a lot of money and manpower in perceptual mechas.
But the results are not optimistic.
Many people say that sentient mechas are just a beautiful fantasy of mankind and a dream that is difficult to achieve.
Tao Ying remained noncommittal.
A long time ago, when humans could not fly, they thought that leaving the land beneath their feet was an impossible dream.
And now, humans can travel across galaxies at will.
Humans have the ability to dream and also the ability to realize it.
The roar of the computer gradually stopped. Tao Ying's hand gently stroked the black metal. The cool touch made her lips curl up unconsciously.
And now, the dream has become reality.
The first sentient mecha in human history will lead mankind into a new era.
After checking the equipment as usual, Tao Ying took off her white lab coat and put her key card in her pocket. She walked to the elevator and waited for it to descend to the designated floor.
The moment the elevator door opened, a faint smell of engine oil lingered in the air.
Then, a slightly sticky dripping sound was heard.
Tick, tick, tick.
Tao Ying lowered her head.
In front of me was light brown engine oil covering the bottom of the elevator - a cylindrical oil barrel was tilted on the ground, and the oil outlet was still leaking pungent engine oil.
I heard subtle and continuous footsteps, and a furtive figure flashed by the escape elevator at the end of the corridor.
Without any alarm or warning, there was a deafening explosion from upstairs.
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At three o'clock in the morning, the researcher was awakened by dozens of phone calls. He got up from the bed in annoyance and pressed the call button.
"Why are you calling me at three in the morning? Are the Zerg attacking Lemen City?"
"It's worse than that. Check the group chat!!!"
"You'd better tell the truth..."
The researcher opened the internal group chat of the Laiji Institute and was bombarded with messages.
[Starnet Headline News: Fire at the Lehman Mecha Research Institute, flames soaring into the sky! Scene attachment.jpg]
[Little C: What's going on? Is there a fire at the station? Where's the security system? Is it not working?]
[Dalong: Power outage in the entire vicinity, backup power system down, automatic sprinkler system inoperative.]
[Little C: How could it be such a coincidence that a global power outage coincided with a system problem?]
[Dalong: I don't know. Xiaoli and I are on our way to the research institute.]
[Felania: Come on, is there anyone who can contact the boss?! ! ! She's the only one with access to the security system. If we don't put out the fire, all the research data will be burned! ! ! !]
The researcher clicked on the attachment and gasped.
The once pristine white research institute was now a charred black husk. Several drones hovered overhead, attempting to drop fire extinguishers to stem the spread of the flames, but with the doors firmly locked, their effectiveness was minimal.
The hastily taken photos conveyed a sense of unfocused chaos. The heat waves and black smoke seemed to penetrate the screen, making the already gloomy night in Lemen even darker.
The group was almost suffocatingly quiet. After a while, a message suddenly popped up.
[Che Xiaoli: Wait, the boss just said she has to work overtime. Is she still in the lab?!]
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The fire scene was filled with smoke and dust, and the hovercraft was blocked at the entrance of the institute by the crowd of onlookers. The researchers who rushed over could only get off outside the gate.
The small mecha Geasy-2000 driven by the Star Police is on guard at the door to prevent further accidents.
Soon, a body was carried out from the pungent burning black smoke.
The noisy crowd fell silent in an instant.
After all, it was hard to say that it was a corpse. Her entire body was charred black and had lost its human form. One could only barely identify her by the ornaments around her neck.
Along with the corpse, a blond man appeared. Surrounded by Star Police, he had a calm expression, his pale blue eyes sparkling.
After a moment of silence, the crowd suddenly became noisy. The reporter faced the crowd and desperately handed over the microphone.
"Mr. Yuris, is your fiancée's death related to the confidential project she was working on?!"
"As the heir of the Iowa family, one of the four great mecha merchants, is your engagement with Tao Ying truly without any commercial considerations?"
The flashbulbs kept flashing.
The blond, blue-eyed young man remained silent, staring at the corpse without reacting. The reporters were quickly whisked aside by the Star Police, and the crowd gradually quieted down.
Others probably thought that he was deeply devastated by the death of his fiancée and was so sad that he was speechless.
But upon closer inspection, there was no emotion in the fiancé's deep blue eyes.
It was as if he had known what would happen today.
In the year 1215 of the Star Calendar, Tao Ying, director of the Leimen Mecha Research Institute, died in a fire.
The impending next-generation mecha, Hengwo, vanished with great regret. However, soon after, Iowa Technologies launched a new type of sentient mecha, which became a huge success.
No one remembers Hengwo anymore, and even the Laiji Institute has sealed Hengwo's data.
Many people are waiting for the truth, but the only person who can tell the truth is already dead.
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