The two of them were separated by a transparent door. Ying Xingjue stood outside and pressed the call button on the wall. Only Wei San could hear the outside voice from inside.
He covered his wrist with the optical computer without leaving any trace: "The previous one broke."
"As expected, expensive optical computers are not necessarily of good quality." Wei San said with a little regret, "If I hadn't been locked up here, I could still help you see what went wrong."
Ying Xingjue's fingertips were on the strap of the optical computer, his expression unchanged: "The maintenance personnel said that the optical computer could not be repaired and suggested that I replace it with a new one."
"So..." Wei San seemed to be thinking about something. She was still thinking about what had to be wrong with the optical computer to make it unrepairable. Was the chip inside broken? She didn't pay any attention to the look in Ying Xingjue's eyes looking at her outside the door.
"It's almost time to go." Shen Tuli came over and asked Ying Xingjue to leave.
"I'll come to see you next Sunday." Ying Xingjue said to Wei San before leaving.
Wei San waved at him, and watched Shen Tuli turn off the phone, and could no longer hear any sound from outside.
...
Following Shen Tuli down, Ying Xingjue stood behind and suddenly asked: "Are all these guards trustworthy?"
Shen Tuli was stunned and turned his head to look at him. For a moment, he didn't understand what Ying Xingjue meant. Was
he afraid that there were still infected people among the guards, and would they conspire with Wei San? "It's best to take turns randomly to prevent accidents." Ying Xingjue said calmly, "She doesn't have a mecha for defense."
Shen Tuli: Are you worried about Wei San?
"Don't worry, I'm the only one who knows the guard duty list, and I'll come over to check on her at irregular intervals every day." Shen Tuli said, "Whether she's infected or not, she's still a student of our Damocles Military Academy."
In the next few days, the 13th floor where Wei San was located, except for her room, was renovated. All the confinement rooms were connected, and a temporary mecha master studio was built. At the same time, Wei San also got the brain chip, probably with the help of Ying Xingjue, and successfully replaced the brain chip originally in Damocles Military Academy with the brain chip they found on the star Xita.
There is only one passageway between the confinement room and the studio. Wei San is in the studio during the day, making 3S-class mechas based on the individual soldier data materials she received. When she leaves the studio at night, she is searched by the guards in the middle of the passage. Only after they make sure she is not carrying anything are they allowed to return to the confinement room.
It must be said that Wei San's speed in making 3S-class mechas is too fast. She has to design and build at least three mechas a day, as if there are endless drawings in her mind.
"And... 147 pieces of information." Wei San entered the studio and flipped through the paper materials on the desk. In order to prevent her from contacting the outside world, all the individual soldier data was printed on paper and sent over as documents.
She counted the data. 147 pieces of data meant that she had to make 147 mechas. Estimating her speed, it would take at least more than a month to complete.
This clearly means that all the 3S-levels from various military districts have been collected.
In fact, just as Wei San thought, the data did come from various major military districts. They were preparing to completely suppress the star beasts and needed better mechas. The mechas made by Wei San were obviously made of the same materials as those used by other mecha masters, but they were always stronger than the mechas designed by other mecha masters, which is why the current situation has come about.
Wei San sat down and began to look through the data files as usual, and then drew drawings based on the data summarized in his hands, and finally began to select materials.
The entire body of the mecha is made of various materials. Most of the star beast materials are similar to the principles of metal, so they are also very easy to be detected by machines.
Wei San selected the materials for the mecha shell to be used, and then selected the joint and engine materials. These are her daily life now.
After selecting a large piece of mecha material, Wei San put on a mask and began to cut out the material she wanted, then put it on the workbench, polished it into various shapes, and finally began to mix the adhesive.
Wei San looked down at the adhesive in the container, picked out a little, and began to glue the mecha material. One layer of material was tightly attached to another, and in the end it was even impossible to tell that they were two pieces of material.
She concentrated on building the mecha shell, using a scraper to scrape off the excess adhesive on the edge bit by bit.
Some of the guards outside were patrolling the passages, while others were standing guard at the door. Wei San bent over, looking at the smooth outer shell of the mecha, observing the movements of the guards outside through the shadows on it, and then quietly gathered the adhesive and stuffed it into his sleeve.
...
After working on the mecha all day, Wei San walked out of the studio and went to the middle of the aisle. He was searched by the guards and passed through a metal detector at the same time.
"What's in your hand?" The guard looked at Wei San's clenched hand and asked.
Every time Wei San entered and left the confinement room and the studio, the guards outside were very nervous. Obviously, her identity as an infected person and her performance in the competition were enough to make everyone alert. Even if there were only two people searching her now, there were still two rows of guards around Wei San with weapons, ready to rush over at any time.
"Nothing, I mixed some adhesive before I left, and I accidentally got the reagent on me." Wei San spread her hands and let them look at her palms. The light yellow reagent was wet on her palms. She wiped it on her clothes, "Can you hurry up? I want to go back and take a shower."
Another guard quickly finished the search, looked at the guard who had just spoken, and agreed to let Wei San return to the confinement room.
After Wei San returned, he pressed the wash button on the screen, and a washroom quickly rose from the corner of the wall.
There was no surveillance here. Wei San closed the door, turned on the water in the bathroom, took out the shower gel, squeezed the box, and poured out everything inside.
The shower gel was mixed with fine adhesive. Wei San rinsed it with water, picked out the adhesive inside, and mixed it with the adhesive that she had secretly put in her sleeve today. Then she took off her clothes, rubbed the corners of her clothes that had just been rubbed by her palm together, and squeezed them hard.
After a while, a few drops of reagent fell from the corners of her clothes and mixed with the adhesive.
Wei San threw her clothes on the ground, and squeezed the adhesive mixed with the reagent with both hands. These adhesives that were scraped off by the knife like fine shavings began to merge again. She kneaded it into a small ball, then held the bottle of shower gel and pressed the adhesive hard, flattening it, and finally it became an irregular triangle.
After the adhesive hardened, she walked to the toilet tank, opened the lid, and used the triangle to mark the inside of the lid. The bathroom is cleaned every day, and Wei San cannot leave any marks on the surface.
Wei San has no other tools at hand, so he can only ensure that one corner of the adhesive is sharp. This piece of adhesive is only half the size of her thumb. In terms of lethality, it is really not that good, but at least it can be considered a weapon.
Such a small piece of adhesive will not be discovered by a metal detector, and it will not be searched out if it is hidden on the body.
After hiding the adhesive, Wei San came out of the bathroom, returned to bed as if nothing had happened, turned on the brain chip, and started class.
Today's class is Ji Ci's.
Ji Ci is best at heavy mechas, and her understanding of heavy mechas is much better than that of others.
In the virtual class, Ji Ci has short hair, a heroic appearance, and neat movements. She doesn't talk nonsense when she lectures. She can talk for one or two hours without stopping, and she wants to transmit everything she knows to the audience.
The only discordant thing is that her eyebrows are always wrinkled, as if something is always bothering her.
"Heavy mechas are larger in size than the other two types of mechas, and their maneuverability will decrease accordingly. So to build a qualified heavy mecha, you have to pay attention to the critical point between the two." Ji Ci said, "But this critical point is different for each individual soldier..."
Wei San listened to Ji Ci's speech and paid attention to all the movements of her hands. Time passed slowly.
"...Fanhan Star, the quality of the materials there seems to be better than that of other stars." Ji Ci was selecting materials for heavy mechas, and said, "I have observed that since the Federation records, the quality of the star beast materials obtained from Fanhan Star has been rising, but the quantity is also decreasing."
Wei San narrowed her eyes slightly. She had never forgotten the gray material in the extremely cold arena on Fanhan Star.
...
After finishing Ji Ci's class, Wei San put away the brain chip and prepared to rest. At this time, it was already early morning. The guards in the corridor had been replaced, and the lights in the confinement room had dimmed. There was only a warm light outside.
Wei San lay flat on the bed, squinting his eyes and looking at the ceiling. He didn't know when he fell asleep.
Black, gray...the two colors kept interweaving.
Wei San stood in a black sky, stretched out her hand in front of her eyes, but found that she could see clearly. There was a chill behind her, and she turned her head subconsciously, but saw nothing, only black.
She walked forward uncontrollably, as if something was attracting her. After walking a long way, Wei San finally looked up and saw a huge ash cocoon.
The surface of the ash cocoon was rough, and there was a faint black substance rolling and overflowing inside.
Wei San seemed to know what it was, but she couldn't remember it. Occasionally, gray things fell from the cocoon. They were not gray, but seemed to have life, moving quickly, some moving on the ground, and some flying into the black sky.
Only then did she realize that the black sky was not the black night sky, but black insect fog.
Some of the gray matter that flew into the black sky was swallowed by the black sky, while some swallowed a little black insect mist, turned black, and returned to the ash cocoon. After a long time, the blackened gray matter turned gray again.
...
Wei San suddenly opened her eyes, her forehead was covered with sweat. She turned over, sat on the bed, leaned against the wall, and looked up at the ceiling.
It turned out to be a dream.
The dream was bizarre, but Wei San couldn't control herself from thinking about the scenes in the dream.
These scenes did not become blurry because Wei San woke up, but became clearer and clearer, almost engraved in her mind.
She looked up at the screen in the room, which showed 3 o'clock in the morning.
In the following time, Wei San did not fall asleep again. He leaned against the wall and stayed awake until dawn.
Fortunately, Wei San did not have to make a mecha today. Shen Tu Li would take her out for a walk to get some fresh air. At the same time, Ying Xingjue would come to see her.
"Are you sick?" Shen Tu Li opened the confinement room, frowned and looked at Wei San's face and said, "Go to the infirmary now." "
I'm not sick. I didn't sleep well yesterday." Wei San got up and turned his wrist. "I finally applied for a day of fresh air. I don't want to spend it in the infirmary." Shen
Tu Li stared at Wei San for a long time and finally agreed: "Come out, Ying Xingjue will be downstairs soon." He just stood on the sentry tower and saw the Ying family's aircraft.
Wei San followed him downstairs, and sure enough, Ying Xingjue had just walked to the door of the confined building, and the two looked at each other from a distance