Chapter 133 Chip Problem
Seeing Cong Yi's puzzled expression, Yan Hao did not explain much, but directly opened the safety door of the bottom warehouse of the battleship and entered the bottom of the battleship. Cong Yi also knew that this was not the time to ask questions, so he followed him into the bottom of the battleship in silence.
The bottom of the warship was densely packed with various instruments, and the red and blue indicator lights kept flashing, filled with the faint roar of the machines running. Yan Hao walked forward, following the icon instructions, and stopped when he reached the warship's energy system.
Is there something wrong with the energy supply system?
Yes, when the space cannon was launched just now, the system kept prompting that there was a problem with the energy storage. Thinking of this, Cong Yi gained some confidence and squatted down to dismantle the outer metal plate of the energy supply system with Yan Hao.
The two used tools to dismantle the metal plate outside the power supply system, revealing the intricate circuits inside. The colorful wires were coiled inside, making the people who looked at them dizzy. Yan Hao just identified it briefly, then raised his hand and grasped one of the yellow wires, and then gently pulled it, and the yellow wire was disconnected.
"Is the line loose?" Cong Yi asked immediately.
"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.
Is it just a small problem like this? Just as Cong Yi was thinking this, he heard Yan Hao say, "The main problem is not here."
As they were talking, the wires had been reconnected. Yan Hao stood up, walked a little further into the energy system, came to a device full of instruments, and raised his hand to remove the metal plate again.
"Wait, we need to turn off the power first." Cong Yi quickly spoke up to stop Yan Hao.
"No need for now, I just want to check the operating status inside." Yan Hao opened the metal plate on the outside and said, "Brother, please help me."
The metal plate was too large for Yan Hao to move alone. Cong Yi hurried over and helped to move the metal plate down.
Behind the metal plate were hundreds of warship parts, all in operation. The power was not cut off, so Yan Hao did not dare to touch them directly with his hands. He used his mental power to check along the direction of energy flow.
This is the source of the entire energy supply system. There are more than a thousand parts assembled in the whole system, and the length of the wires connecting these more than a thousand parts is more than ten kilometers long. He didn't have time to disassemble them one by one for inspection, so he could only use his mental power to follow the flow of energy to find it.
Yan Hao's mental power continued to extend. It was fine at the beginning, but after the mental power extended along the power line for five or six kilometers, Yan Hao gradually began to feel exhausted, and cold sweat seeped down his forehead.
About an hour later, Yan Hao finally couldn't hold on any longer, closed his eyes and disconnected his mental power, his body softened, and he fell backwards. Cong Yi saw this and quickly supported him from behind, while handing him a bottle of mental power recovery potion.
"Thank you." Yan Hao responded weakly, took the potion and drank it.
The medicine provided by Cong Yi was very effective. After taking it for just a few minutes, Yan Hao's mental power was restored by half. Feeling that his mental power could be used again, Yan Hao released his mental power again, found the place he had just marked, and continued to check.
"Junior brother, you should rest for a while. The effect of the medicine has not yet been fully exerted." Cong Yi said with concern.
"It's okay. I only have one third left. My mental strength is enough." Although he didn't know what the situation outside was like, he didn't waste a second. The black hole in the space outside was getting bigger.
Cong Yi also knew this, so after Yan Hao said that he had enough mental power, he did not stop him. Instead, he took another potion and held it in his hand, observing Yan Hao's condition at all times, intending to forcibly stop Yan Hao if he found anything wrong.
Another half an hour passed, and Yan Hao finally finished checking the lines and withdrew his mental strength. Cong Yi immediately handed over the medicine that had been prepared long ago. Yan Hao drank it without saying a word, squatted on the ground to recover for another two minutes, and then stood up shakily.
"Junior brother, how do you feel now?" Cong Yi asked worriedly. Yan Hao's face was so pale that he looked like he would faint at any time.
"It's okay, I've found where the problem is." Having said that, Yan Hao was about to continue walking forward.
"Your mental power is too much, take a rest first." Cong Yi finally understood why his teacher wanted to compete with Master Zhong to accept this last disciple. The junior brother is not only smart, but also has superior mental control. He can also do things like testing parts along the power cord, but he can't do it continuously for more than an hour. The junior brother is less than 20 years old this year, why does he have such a strong mental control?
"Brother, go cut off the power." Yan Hao said.
Cong Yi nodded, stood up, walked to the power switch, and pressed the switch. In an instant, the roar of the machine stopped, and the cabin became extremely quiet.
When Cong Yi came back, Yan Hao had already removed another metal plate from the instrument. Cong Yi went over to help, and together they quickly removed a half-man-high metal plate and put it aside.
"Brother, help me light the way."
Without Yan Hao's words, Cong Yi had already turned on the light and shone it into the dark interior of the instrument. Yan Hao followed the light and scanned the numerous parts, as if he was looking for something. After about five minutes, he found his target and removed a thumb-sized part from the layers of wiring.
After removing the parts, Yan Hao scanned them again with his mental power. After making sure that he had not made any mistakes, he stood up and said, "Brother, let's go out."
"Have you found the problem?" Cong Yi confirmed.
"Well, this part is broken." Yan Hao said.
The two men went out of the bottom warehouse and went directly to the maintenance room inside the battleship. The maintenance room was already filled with various tools and basic materials, and even two sumptuous meals.
"Junior brother, after your mental strength has been depleted, you also need to replenish your physical strength. Eat something first." The meal was prepared by Cong Yi when they were in the base warehouse just now.
"Thank you, senior brother." Yan Hao did not delay. If his mental and physical strength were consumed at the same time, his brain would become dull. Eating something at this time was the best choice.
But time was running out, Yan Hao didn't dare to eat slowly, he finished quickly and started to take apart the parts.
After removing the parts and checking them again, Yan Hao contacted Mr. Pang again through the optical computer in the maintenance room after confirming the problem. The video was almost perfectly connected, and it was obvious that Mr. Pang had been waiting for this communication. Mr. Pang just glanced and immediately noticed the parts in front of Yan Hao.
"Is this a pulse magnetic chip?" Mr. Pang recognized it at the first sight.
"Teacher, the inside of this chip is burned. I just searched it using the internal system of Planet Z and found that there is no similar chip that can be replaced." Yan Hao said.
"No replacement? That's right. It's impossible for a warship to go without maintenance for five years without having spare chips." Thinking of what the Z planet government had done, Old Pang was furious.
"I will contact the military to see if we can transfer some from the surrounding planets." Cong Yi said quickly.
"It's useless." Pang Lao stopped him. "The pulse magnetic chip is the main control chip of the space cannon. Only planets equipped with the Tianhe-1 battleship are eligible to buy it. In the star field you are in, only your planet is equipped with the Tianhe-1 battleship."
The Tianhe-1 battleship is a star-level weapon, expensive to build, and cannot be mass-produced. Therefore, once a nearby planet is equipped with a battleship, other planets within the battleship's 12-hour flight will not be equipped with one, because even if a space black hole is discovered elsewhere, the battleships of the nearby planets can arrive in time for support. Even if the planets farther away are equipped with the Tianhe-1 battleship, they will not be able to arrive in time.
Thinking of this, Pang Lao's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. Such a star-level weapon used to protect several planets at the same time, Star Z had not been regularly inspected for five years. The same is true for the Federation. Such strategic weapons should be mandatory for regular inspections. But complaining about these things at this moment is useless. What he needs to do now is to repair the battleship as soon as possible.
"Xiao Hao, I will send you the drawings of the pulse magnetic chip now, and then I will teach you how to make it." Fortunately, these things were designed by Mr. Pang, and he quickly found the corresponding drawings and sent them to Yan Hao.
Yan Hao clicked it and saw a circuit board with 30 layers of densely packed circuits. Just looking at these circuits made people's scalps numb. And this is an enlarged circuit diagram. In fact, these circuits are reduced by hundreds of times when they are on the chip. They must be made with precision instruments. Fortunately, these instruments are available on Planet Z, otherwise he would really have to wait for death.
"You read it first, and then I will explain it to you." said Mr. Pang.
"Okay." Yan Hao nodded and began to concentrate on checking the internal structure and circuit layout of the chip.
Cong Yi, who was standing by, also wanted to help, thinking that it would be faster with one more person, so he looked at the design with Yan Hao. He looked at it layer by layer, there were more than 30 layers of circuits, but he only saw the tenth layer, and Yan Hao had already finished.
"Teacher, I've finished reading it."
"Okay, now I will start to explain it to you layer by layer. Because time is tight, I will try to be as concise as possible. If you don't understand something, you can interrupt me at any time." If it were normal, Mr. Pang would definitely give Yan Hao at least a week to understand these circuit diagrams, and even let him draw the thirty-layer circuit diagram himself. But now, there is no time, he can only use this quick method.
Then the master and the apprentice began to explain and learn. Cong Yi could understand at the beginning, but what Pang Lao said was too simple, and many things he didn't understand were quickly skipped. Cong Yi relied on his knowledge accumulated over the years to barely listen to the third level, but after the third level, he became more and more difficult to understand.
I am like this, can my junior brother understand? Subconsciously, he turned to look at Yan Hao, but saw Yan Hao lowering his head and looking at the circuit board, with a blank expression on his face.
Could it be that I was confused? Just as Cong Yi was thinking this, he heard Yan Hao interrupt Pang Lao and said, "Teacher, I don't quite understand the eighteenth summary of the sixth level?"
We've reached the sixth floor!
"good."
While Congyi was surprised, Mr. Pang started explaining again. This time his explanation was much more detailed than before, but Congyi, who had missed it before, could not understand it now.
After all, I am an eighth-level mecha manufacturing master, and my teacher is as famous as Master Pang. Why can't I understand Master Pang's lectures?
Cong Yi suffered a big blow, but he soon calmed down. It was a blow, as long as he could save Star Z, he would be willing to become a mentally retarded person.
About an hour later, Mr. Pang finished explaining the entire chip circuit.
"Teacher, I'm going to make chips." Yan Hao said immediately.
Mr. Pang nodded: "I will stay in the laboratory all day today, you can find me anytime."
"Yes." Yan Hao said no more and turned to walk to the workbench beside him, "Senior Brother, come and help."
Cong Yi hurriedly followed.
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