Auckland was brought to the back of the factory by Jason, where there was a large workshop where Susan and several heralds were carefully studying a mecha. When she noticed Auckland's appearance, a hint of contempt flashed in her eyes, but when she noticed Jason following behind Auckland, she quickly concealed it.
"Ivan, you're here." She gave him a friendly smile, as if she was very welcoming to him.
Auckland's spiritual sense was powerful, so Susan's careless behavior couldn't be hidden from him. However, he had come here to show off, not to establish a good relationship with her, so he nodded slightly and said nothing more.
Susan was immediately infuriated by his arrogant attitude, but because Alvin had been highly regarded by Arnold recently, she had to endure it temporarily.
Oakland walked around the mecha and knew the extent of Susan's research. Although the mecha was made entirely of superalloys mixed with energy stones, its energy circulation system was still the same. She tried to draw the spirit-gathering magic pattern in the energy compartment on the right side of the mecha, but how could such a small spirit-gathering array supply the energy of such a large mecha?
At this moment, Susan was thinking of engraving this spirit-gathering magic pattern all over the mecha, and using the number to accumulate enough energy. However, not to mention how much energy this method would consume, just look at the collision and impact between these spirit-gathering arrays. If there is no support from a large spirit-gathering array and a solid spirit ring array, doing this would only ruin a good mecha!
Susan was getting impatient with Oakland squatting next to the mecha, looking around. He had been wandering around for nearly twenty minutes without offering any constructive suggestions, and was even less able to help with other matters. So she said directly, "Evan, you're not feeling well, aren't you? If you feel tired, you can go wait over there. We need to get back to work."
Although the words were polite, what they actually meant was that he was disturbing their work.
Looking at the mecha that had been tattooed over half its body, Oakland chuckled inwardly and turned to Jason and said, "Let's go back. I really don't feel well."
Jason's job was to take good care of Alvin. Since Alvin said he was not feeling well and wanted to leave, he would naturally listen to his advice and took Auckland away directly.
Auckland had just returned to the processing center when Jason's communicator rang. It was Arnold asking Jason to notify Auckland to go to his office.
After entering Arnold's office, Oakland found that the wall he had blasted down with the energy gun yesterday had been repaired, and the repair was so good that it was impossible to tell that it had been blown into a big hole.
Arnold was not surprised by his return. Instead, he asked with a gloomy look, "Why are you back so soon?"
It was obvious that someone had already filed a complaint in advance.
Auckland showed a slightly aggrieved expression and said, "Father, I discovered a very serious problem, but Aunt Susan doesn't seem willing to listen to my advice, so I had no choice but to come back to you."
Arnold looked at him doubtfully, "What's the problem?"
"Father, I've seen the newly built mechas. They are indeed integrated with energy stones and already have strong energy. However, the energy driver still uses the original method of extracting energy from the energy cabin. Now the energy cabin is empty. Although Aunt Susan has drawn the Soul Gathering Magic Pattern on it, it is still a bit small. It is too difficult to rely on a small Soul Gathering Magic Pattern to drive such a huge mecha."
"Susan also discovered this problem, and she is already trying to find a solution to it." Arnold nodded, very satisfied with Auckland's discovery. He felt that his son had only been there for twenty minutes and had discovered this big problem, but Susan had spent a full three days!
"That's the second problem." Oakland sighed deliberately. "Aunt Susan painted many soul-gathering magic patterns on the surface of the mecha, probably hoping to gather enough energy to drive the mecha through a large number of soul-gathering magic patterns, but it still doesn't work."
"Why not?" Arnold listened more seriously when he saw that he spoke so convincingly.
"I've told my father before that this Soul Gathering Pattern needs to absorb a lot of energy when it's activated. Aunt Susan drew a Soul Gathering Pattern on an energy plate, but after turning it into a crest, the test result showed zero energy. Drawing multiple Soul Gathering Patterns on a mecha is like drawing several identical Soul Gathering Patterns on the same energy plate. Not only will it fail to activate, but it will cause the mecha's energy to be excessively absorbed, rendering the entire mecha useless and potentially exploding."
Arnold also realized the seriousness of the matter. He immediately picked up the communicator and contacted the people at the factory. However, he hung up the call with a gloomy face. It was obvious that the news the other party had just given him was not good news.
"You're right... the mecha exploded, Susan was injured, and is now receiving treatment..." There was a hint of anger in Arnold's voice.
No wonder he looked so unhappy. I wonder if he was feeling sad for the scrapped expensive mecha or for his new wife?
"Do you have any other solution?" Arnold asked with a frown.
"I... have an idea." Oakland said deliberately with some hesitation.
"What's your idea? Tell me quickly." It turns out that people can only grow after experiencing setbacks. Arnold now feels that his son is much smarter than Susan, and he just wants to hear what new suggestions he has.
"I think the energy drive system can be modified, but this requires the cooperation of a mecha designer...but it may not be easy to find a mecha designer here." Oakland showed a very troubled expression.
"Mecha designer is not a problem! Just continue to tell me how to transform it?" As a former commander of an army, Arnold can naturally drive a mecha and is relatively familiar with the entire structure of the mecha.
"I want to change the energy drive method and divide it into several large modules. For example, the arm of the mecha can be made into an independent energy circulation supply system. I can draw the spirit-gathering magic pattern on the arm to ensure the energy supply of the arm." This is indeed a solution, but it is the most difficult and laborious one. The simplest one is to draw the spirit-gathering array on each part of the mecha in the same way as the spirit-fixing ring array, so that each spirit-gathering array can be connected to form a large spirit-gathering array. In the world of cultivation, isn't this what all instrument cultivators who drive puppets do?
But Auckland is not really here to help Arnold, so naturally they won't provide him with the easiest way.
After hearing Oakland's answer, Arnold began to seriously consider the feasibility of this approach. While it would be more complex to produce and would require the mecha designer to redesign the mecha's power drive system, it was by far the most feasible method. If the mecha could be disassembled to draw the magic patterns, with multiple heralds working simultaneously, it wouldn't take too long.
Thinking of this, Arnold made up his mind.
"Good boy, thank you for your hard work! This time is all thanks to you! Dad will make arrangements right away. I'll definitely find the best mecha designer to work with your ideas. Let's start with the mecha arms. You can modify them however you want until you're satisfied." Arnold thought it would be best for his son to go to the scene in person and work with the mecha designer. If they were truly successful, they could carry out large-scale modifications and let these heralds join the battle. This time, he would definitely not let that gentleman down again...
After leaving Arnold's office, Oakland pretended to be lost in thought, walking slowly. He enveloped the office with his spiritual sense and heard him communicating with someone. Oakland rarely heard him speak with such respect, but when he apologized for the exploding mecha, Oakland guessed the identity of the person on the other end of the communicator.
That should be the leader of the Blood Moon Pirates. The entire Dark Star Region is in his hands.
After obtaining the permission of the team leader, Auckland was taken to a large mecha manufacturing factory the next day.
Although they were mentally prepared, when they entered the mecha factory, the scale and specifications of this mecha factory far exceeded their imagination. This did not look like a large mecha factory that should appear in a remote star field like the Dark Star Field... It was not inferior to the Lowell family's mecha factory.
There was no end in sight. People were coming and going, transporting parts of various mechas. The rumbling sounds of large machines working filled the ears.
This Blood Moon Pirates Group is indeed not that simple!
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