Pang Lao's laboratory was much larger than Professor Qin's, but the layout was similar. Upon entering, there was also an open maintenance room. In the middle of the maintenance room stood a mecha that was more than ten meters high. Yan Hao's eyes fell on the mecha as soon as he entered.
This is a high-level mecha, at least above level 8. Yan Hao could tell from the first sight of the mecha, because only mechas above level 8 would have such complex and precise circuits.
"This is a level nine mecha." Elder Pang's voice suddenly sounded.
Yan Hao came back to his senses and bowed deeply in the direction of Elder Pang: "Hello, Professor Pang."
"Do you want to touch it?" asked Mr. Pang with a smile.
Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Mr. Pang was talking about the ninth-level mecha: "No... no need."
This is a level nine mecha, I dare not touch it.
He clearly wanted to touch it so badly, but forced himself not to look at it. This expression looked so pitiful and cute.
"Then take the exam first. If you pass, you can come here to help me every week. My job during this period is to complete the production of this level nine mecha." said Mr. Pang.
So, as long as I pass the test, I can touch the mecha legitimately? Not only touch it, but also see the process of how Mr. Pang makes the mecha?
Yan Hao's eyes lit up instantly, and a blazing fire ignited in his chest: "I will definitely work hard!"
It has been a long time since he has tried so hard to do something.
"Very good. Come with me." Elder Pang took Yan Hao to a room filled with various mecha parts. "This row is all the loose parts of the fifth-level mecha. If you can assemble more than three main parts, you will pass the test."
"Level 5 mecha?" Yan Hao was stunned. "Professor Pang, I haven't learned how to make parts yet."
"You don't have to make it, you just need to assemble it, just like you assembled the Pamir radar a few days ago." As he spoke, Pang Lai moved casually on the operating table, and a virtual screen appeared. "Here are the assembly instructions for each part of the level 5 mecha. You can assemble any part according to the instructions. To complete the test or give up, just press the button next to it. Do you understand?"
"Understood." Yan Hao nodded.
“Then let’s start well.” Mr. Pang smiled encouragingly, turned around and left the room.
After Mr. Pang left, Yan Hao was the only one left in the room. Yan Hao opened the catalog of the manual and took a quick look. There were thousands of parts for the main parts. Yan Hao thought about it and directly decided on the arm part of the fifth-level mecha.
In order to modify the circuits, he had disassembled and reassembled the level 4 mecha arm he bought during this period, so in terms of familiarity, he was most familiar with the mecha arm. Although the level 5 mecha was more complicated than the level 4 mecha, the functions of some parts were the same.
Yan Hao randomly selected three parts, and then began to quickly browse the instructions. The manufacturing of level 4 mechas and level 5 mechas is a watershed. There is an essential difference between them, that is, mental power is needed in the manufacturing of level 5 mechas.
After reading the manual twice, Yan Hao had a clear idea in his mind. The assembly of the parts of the level 5 mecha is not complicated. The only complicated part is the guidance of mental power. A complete mecha has thousands of parts, many of which require the manufacturer to inject mental power. However, it is impossible for a mecha manufacturer to make every part personally, so when assembling, mental power guidance and connection are needed.
The key point of assembly is to guide the different frequencies of spiritual power and assemble them together so that they do not repel each other. Of course, if all the parts come from the same mecha manufacturer, the quality of the assembled mecha will be very high.
However, this kind of high-grade mecha is rarely seen except for a few customized mechas.
Yan Hao was still very confident in his control of mental power. He followed the instructions, found the parts he needed, and then began to assemble them step by step. This was not difficult for Yan Hao, because he had already had experience assembling the Pamirader before. The only trouble was that the Pamirader was made by Teacher Qin alone, so all the loose parts had the same mental fluctuations. But the loose parts here seemed to be completed by three people, so Yan Hao had to channel three different mental powers during the assembly process.
But this just takes a little more time and is not a problem for Yan Hao.
As the clicking sounds of the parts being assembled continued, Yan Hao gradually became absorbed in it, and soon he was immersed in it and forgot about time.
Outside the room, Pang Lao finished making a part, looked out the window, and found that it was already dark. Pang Lao frowned and looked at the clock on the wall.
Six hours have passed?
Pang Lao couldn't help but feel a little strange. It's been six hours, and the little guy hasn't come out yet? It took him only ten minutes to assemble the Pamir radar before. Even if there are more parts and mental power this time, six hours is more than enough.
Could it be that I was wrong?
Old Pang thought about it but did not disturb Yan Hao. No matter what, he had to let this little guy finish the exam.
"Teacher." At this time, a middle-aged man walked in holding a box.
"My people, you are here. What do you have in your hand?" The man was Deng Ziming, the eldest disciple of Master Pang and an eighth-level mecha maker.
"Wind and Thunder Stone." Deng Ziming placed the box in front of Mr. Pang.
Old Pang opened the box and took a look. Inside was a piece of blue ore as big as a basketball. "With these, the core part of the ninth-level mecha can be made."
"Teacher, I heard that you are going to accept another junior disciple for me?" Deng Ziming asked with a smile.
"You are quite well-informed." Old Pang scolded with a smile.
"There are so many people in the whole federation who want to get into your laboratory, but you didn't accept any of them. Even my apprentice, your little apprentice, you didn't want him to come here to do odd jobs, and now you suddenly want to accept an intern. How can your action not attract attention?" Deng Ziming said with a smile, "I ran over when I heard about it. I wanted to meet my future apprentice brother. Where is he? Is the assessment over?"
"No, he's still in the room." said Mr. Pang.
"You want him to assemble parts and test his mental control?" Deng Ziming guessed the content of the test as soon as he saw the room that Mr. Pang pointed to.
"Yeah." Mr. Pang nodded.
"I heard that he is only a freshman this year. Aren't you being a little too hasty to test his mental strength?" Deng Ziming said.
"Maybe." Old Pang was reflecting just now, wondering if he had overestimated Yan Hao's mental strength that day. After all, he was just a freshman, and it was a bit too difficult for him to channel three mental powers at the same time.
"How long has the assessment been going on?"
"Six hours."
Deng Ziming knew from his teacher's expression that he was somewhat disappointed. He stopped talking and asked the teacher about some of his problems.
At this moment, a "ding dong" prompt sound rang in the maintenance room, which was the prompt sound for the end of the assessment.
"Go in and take a look." Old Pang stood up and walked towards the examination room.
Inside the room, Yan Hao was holding his stomach and lowering his head in annoyance. He had forgotten the time again and had stayed in the room for so long. He didn't know if Mr. Pang would be angry.
“Crack.”
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Master Pang and his disciple Deng Ziming walked in. Although Master Pang was a little disappointed that Yan Hao was overtime, he still had a warm smile on his face. He didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of the young student. When he was about to say a few words of comfort, he looked up and saw a mecha arm with a complete forearm on the operating table.
"You...how did you assemble so many?" asked Mr. Pang in a lost voice.
"Yes... I'm sorry, I... forgot the time." Yan Hao lowered his head in shame. He had stayed in the laboratory for so long that he must have delayed Mr. Pang's work.
Elder Pang ignored Yan Hao and walked to the mecha arm. He picked it up and examined it carefully. Then he laughed triumphantly: "Ziming, come and take a look at this arm. How is it assembled?"
Deng Ziming also realized what was happening at this time. He walked over quickly, took the mecha arm from the teacher's hand, injected mental power into it, and carefully examined it: "The mental power is stable, there is no rejection, and it is assembled very well."
"Hahaha, that's what I told you, how could I have misjudged someone?" Old Pang suddenly became even more proud.
"Then... Professor Pang, have I passed the assessment?" Yan Hao asked in a low voice.
"I only asked you to assemble the main parts of the Third Brother, but you have assembled half of his arm. How can I not let you pass?" Mr. Pang said happily, "From now on, you can come to my laboratory to study every weekend."
"Thank you, Professor Pang." Yan Hao's face turned red with excitement.
I have passed the assessment and will be able to see level nine mechas every week from now on.
"Don't call him professor, call him teacher." said Mr. Pang.
"Thank you, teacher." Yan Hao didn't think there was anything wrong with it. In his opinion, anyone who taught him knowledge was a teacher.
"..." Deng Ziming looked at his teacher speechlessly. How much did he like him to accept him as his disciple without even giving him an internship? But this junior fellow in front of him was too calm. He was not excited at all to become the disciple of the only two level 10 mecha manufacturing masters in the entire federation.
"Why don't you just assemble the entire mecha arm?" Mr. Pang asked him.
"I... I'm hungry." Yan Hao scratched his face in embarrassment. He had eaten three meals on time for the past two months, and unknowingly, he had developed a habit. If he didn't eat on time, he would be particularly hungry.
Pang Lao and Deng Ziming listened and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let's go eat, don't starve yourself."
Before leaving, Mr. Pang gave Yan Hao a card, saying that he could freely enter and exit the tenth floor with this card. Before leaving the tenth floor, Yan Hao went to Professor Qin again and told him that he had passed the test. Professor Qin was not surprised, as if he knew that he would have passed the test a long time ago. He said a few words of encouragement and let him go. Zhou Xiong looked at him with a complicated expression. Although Yan Hao was surprised, he was too hungry and did not ask more questions, thinking that there would be plenty of opportunities to meet in the future.
Back in the dormitory, He Shao had already ordered takeout for Yan Hao. After they had eaten and drunk their fill, he told him about the afternoon's assessment.
"What?! It's Mr. Pang's laboratory looking for interns?! What kind of luck is this!" He Shao stood up from the bed excitedly.
"Why are you so excited?" Yan Hao was puzzled.
"Don't you know who Mr. Pang is?" He Shao shouted, "Mr. Pang, his full name is Pang Tianhe."
Pang Tianhe? This name sounds familiar.
Yan Hao's eyes suddenly widened: "Level 10 mecha maker?"
"You just realized it? Are you from the mecha manufacturing department? How could you not even recognize this top boss?" He Shao finished yelling, and then realized something, "I forgot, you studied pharmacy before, but you have at least changed to studying mecha manufacturing for half a year, how could you not know Master Pang Tianhe."
"I... I've heard of it, but I just didn't expect... to see it myself." Although Yan Hao didn't engage in mecha manufacturing in his previous life, he has always been very interested in it and knows a thing or two about the legendary figures in the mecha manufacturing industry. Now in the Federation, and even in the next fifteen years, there are only two mecha manufacturers, namely Master Pang Tianhe Pang and Master Zhong Gaoxuan Zhong.
Yan Hao knew Pang Tianhe's name, but he never thought that an old man he just met was the legendary master. He thought that he had to become a seventh or eighth level mecha maker to be qualified to meet such a great man.
"Not only did you meet him, you also became his disciple." He Shao said.
"No, I just became an intern." Yan Hao shook his head.
"Tsk, all the interns that Mr. Pang accepted eventually became his disciples. The so-called interns are reserve apprentices." He Shao's uncle is the deputy director of the Mecha Manufacturing Department and he knows about this.
"Bang!" The chopsticks in Yan Hao's hand fell directly to the ground.
He remembered that Mr. Pang seemed to have told him to call him teacher.
I... I took Master Pang as my master, but I didn't even bow to him. Will Master Pang think I'm impolite and regret it tomorrow?
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