The car pulled into the mecha manufacturing plant and, after another ten minutes, arrived at the design center. A man in his thirties was waiting at the entrance. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a very refined appearance. He was dressed in a white shirt, black trousers, and his hair was meticulously styled. Could this be the senior mecha designer Blake that Arnold had mentioned?
"Hello, Mr. Blake. This is Master Ivan, son of Mr. Arnold." Jason introduced himself on behalf of Auckland first.
Blake nodded gently and extended his hand toward Auckland. "Hello, Alvin, I'm Blake. I'll be working with you for the next few days. I hope we enjoy our collaboration."
"Mecha designer Blake?" The little black furry ball poked its furry head out from under Auckland's collar and looked in Blake's direction thoughtfully.
"Why? Do you know him?" Hall's voice came from his sea of consciousness, and Auckland also hurriedly asked.
"No, I just thought the name sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it right away."
"It doesn't matter. If you can't remember, you can think about it later. We still have to stay here for a while."
'Um. '
"Wow, so cute!" Hall couldn't remember where he had heard this name before. Just as he was about to put his head back into Oakland's arms, he suddenly heard a cry of surprise and saw Blake looking at him with stars in his eyes...
Hall was startled suddenly and wanted to shrink back into Auckland's clothes, but his little paw was suddenly grabbed by someone, and then his body suddenly flew into the air, and his small body was held in Blake's arms.
"Awoo!" Hall struggled desperately. He didn't want to be hugged by anyone outside Auckland.
Oakland quickly reached out to stop him, "Mr. Black, Black doesn't like being held by strangers."
"Oh, so cute..." Feeling the little guy's resistance, Blake could only regretfully return the little fur ball to Auckland, but he still asked curiously, "Is this your brother? Why is he called Xiao Hei? What's his real name? I used to know a family that had a white tiger cub. It was so cute."
Oakland looked at Hall in surprise when he heard that.
Had Blake seen a white tiger cub? White tigers weren't a very common species, and Hall thought he looked familiar. Could it be that they'd known each other before?
"I remember now! He's my mother's junior fellow student!" A light bulb went off in Hall's head, and the image of the man before him overlapped with the image of the young man who had come to their house to play and chased him around more than ten years ago.
'Then why is he in the Dark Star Region?'
"I don't know... I remember him joining the military like my mother." He was still young at the time, and he had only seen this person once. If it weren't for his terrifying attitude, he probably wouldn't have remembered who this person was.
Auckland didn't ask any more questions. He knew he would figure it out sooner or later, so he followed Blake into the design center.
There are large-scale manufacturing equipment on the first floor, all of which are the Federation's most high-end new models. They are very expensive, but as long as the designer inputs the design drawings into them, the products can be manufactured immediately according to the requirements of the designer's drawings, and even the small details are exactly the same.
The second floor is the work area for mecha designers. There are only four mecha designers in the mecha factory, and Blake is the chief one. His studio is large and spacious, equipped with the most advanced optical computers and design instruments. Auckland even saw two pieces of paper and a pencil on a workbench. These two palm-sized pieces of paper are probably worth much more than all the instruments in this room.
Blake noticed Auckland's gaze and smiled. "I like writing and drawing on paper. It feels more realistic than drawing on a laptop, and I can design more creatively. But don't worry, these papers aren't antique. They're composite papers I designed myself, made from plant fibers mixed with some new materials. If you're interested, I can give you a few."
As he spoke, Blake opened the drawer and took out a thick stack of papers.
Auckland's eyes lit up and he took a piece of paper to examine it carefully. Although it was a composite paper made with a new technology, it felt similar to the paper he had touched before, except that the texture was a little harder.
I wonder... can it be used to make talisman paper?
"Thank you very much, Mr. Black." Auckland carefully took a few pieces of paper and put them into the storage ring as if putting them into his pocket.
Then the two of them started working. Jason went to guard outside the studio, leaving only Oakland and Blake in the house.
Oakland explained to Blake his idea of decomposing the mecha's energy circulation system, which made Blake nod repeatedly.
Blake quickly drew a design sketch of the mecha arm on a piece of paper, replaced the single-circulation energy supply line with a multi-circulation method, and after repeated modifications, he scanned the paper with a light computer, and a three-dimensional image of the mecha arm appeared on the light screen.
"He's quite capable." Modifying the energy circulation system was no easy task. Oakland had expected such a complex design to take Blake at least a day or two, but he'd managed it in just half a day.
But on second thought, if his design ability was not outstanding enough, he probably would not have become the chief designer of the Dark Star Domain.
"What do you think?" Blake made a few more fine adjustments, looked at the three-dimensional image, and nodded with satisfaction.
"I don't think there should be any problem." The design drawings of the mecha were too complicated. Auckland really knew nothing about them. He always felt a sense of awe.
"Then let's make it and test it!" Blake immediately entered a series of instructions on the light brain, and then took Auckland to the first floor.
A large manufacturing machine on the first floor has received Blake's design drawings and started working.
"This is a model-making machine. It can quickly produce physical models of my design drawings for me to test. If the test results are good, it will be sent to the manufacturing equipment in front for mass production." Through the transparent steel cover of this model-making machine, you can clearly see that one of the mecha arms is slowly taking shape, as if it was printed out with a 3D printer.
It only took about twenty minutes before the freshly-made mecha arm was placed in front of them.
"Evan, now it's your turn to show your skills." Blake looked at Auckland with a smile.
Auckland did not refuse and directly took out the magic crystal pen and started drawing magic patterns on the spot.
Watching Auckland's smooth movements, a glint of something special flashed in Blake's eyes. This Ivan was better than he had heard, and his personality was very steady. He didn't look like the son of Arnold Percy.
An hour later, Oakland completed the drawing of the Soul Gathering Magic Pattern, which made Blake admire his speed again and again. However, he didn't know that this was actually the result of Oakland deliberately slowing down.
Blake asked Jason to put his hand directly into the arm of the mecha. This kind of mechanical mecha mainly relies on the operator's body movements to drive the mecha to move. After changing the energy circulation system of the arm, this mecha arm can be used alone.
Jason was an exceptional mecha fighter, possessing impressive physique. However, if the mecha couldn't be activated, the weight of the superalloy would still put significant pressure on his arms. However, he showed no fear and activated the mecha arm directly. He then discovered that the arm's balance and propulsion were excellent, not only did it not put any pressure on his body, but it also allowed for very smooth movement.
Blake also designed a function on his palm that could emit small energy bombs, which he successfully activated. Although the damage was not great enough, it was enough to prove that the transformation of the energy circulation system was successful and the application of the spirit gathering magic pattern was also successful.
"Great!" Blake said excitedly, "Let's continue. There are still several parts that need to be modified!"
The author has something to say: I have a cold, sob, sob, and have a headache~~I took some medicine and went to sleep~~The weather is getting colder, so everyone should take care of their health!
【Brain Hole Theater】——by Moshang
Arnold: Alvin is worthy of being my son, he is really awesome, hahahaha, he will dominate the star wars in no time!
Big Tiger: You shameless bastard, you are obviously my good daughter-in-law!
Owen: So amazing, I can tell at first glance that she is my lovely sister-in-law!
Little furball: Lanlan is awesome! Lanlan is mine!
Hall: Awooo! All of you, get out of the way! Now's the time for me, the boss, to come! This is my person! This is my wife! The weather's cold, let Arnold take care of it!
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