Chapter 233: Fierce Competition (3/3)
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Lin Ke went to the steel pile on the side and took out a half-meter long and wide steel plate, and threw it to Zhang Yuan: "Let's build a balanced crankshaft, it's for the elf shooter, and the parts are available in the standard parameter printer, you start now, I'll show you, and it will be completed in 20 minutes." ā
Zhang Yuan took the materials, weighed the weight, and compared the information of the elf shooter balancing the crankshaft in his memory, and threw the steel plate back: "There are too many, I'll use those leftovers." ā
Lin Ke pouted: "Whatever you want." ā
Zhang Yuan walked to the corner where the leftovers were stacked, found a few pieces of scraps, weighed them, and walked towards the material cleaning machine on the side.
Lin Ke looked at it, and his eyebrows rose: "Hey, will you be, this little thing is not enough, overflow is necessary, otherwise the temperature will be uneven!" ā
Horton trembled when he heard this, and hurriedly instructed: "Zhang Yuan, you be careful, my loan to buy a printer has not been paid off." ā
Zhang Yuan smiled: "Don't worry, uncle, it's really broken, I'll give you a free one-year job." ā
"Huh~" A low laugh came from the side, it was the blonde-haired Derek, and the third black-haired young man was silent, in fact, except for the first glance at Zhang Yuan, he had been busy with the things at hand, very focused.
Soon, the steel was cleaned, and Zhang Yuan skillfully opened the electromagnetic furnace on the side, and at the same time silently recited in his heart: "Open: the heart of the machine." ā
The first time you operate an unfamiliar machine, you can use the heart of the machine to ensure that you can get started quickly, and when you become proficient, it is not necessary.
One second later, Zhang Yuan felt his head shake slightly, becoming more awake than ever, and his five senses became extremely sensitive. His expression became focused, and he threw himself into it.
Melting the material, adding printing auxiliaries, stirring evenly, and blending the printing materials, Zhang Yuan did it in an orderly manner, and he did it without sloppiness in every process, because every process would affect the quality of the final product.
Horton on the side looked at Zhang Yuan's appearance, and most of the heart he had been carrying was relieved, and he asked Lin Ke softly: "How do you look?" ā
At this time, Lin Ke no longer had the contempt he had before: "The technique is very skillful, and there is no big problem, it should be reliable." ā
Horton breathed a sigh of relief.
On the other side, Zhang Yuan has poured the printing material into the printer, and at the same time called out the crankshaft printing parameters, glanced at the parameters on the screen, Zhang Yuan frowned slightly, these parameters are fine, but he sensitively found that if you print according to this standard parameter, you can print a qualified crankshaft, but there is still a long way to go from perfection.
The reason is simple, the parameters have not changed, but this Thunderbolt printer is too old, and there are many deviations in performance, and the parameters must be fine-tuned to correct it.
Zhang Yuan was about to modify the parameters, when suddenly Yu Linglong's words jumped out of his mind: "In this savage land, you have to have the ability, but you also have to learn to hide it." ā
Hidden clumsy, this is the way to survive in the Savage Lands, and with the help of the Machine Heart, he can print truly perfect parts with this thunderbolt, but this will have unpredictable consequences for him.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan forcibly suppressed the impulse to pursue perfection, did not adjust the parameters, and directly started printing.
However, although the parameters were not adjusted, Zhang Yuan adjusted the printing process in real time, and this time, he set the printing target on excellent quality.
With the passage of time, the crankshaft gradually took shape on the printer, and Lin Ke's attitude changed from the initial contempt to concentration, and the previous dissatisfaction had long since disappeared, and she even learned a lot from Zhang Yuan's printing techniques.
The smile on Old Horton's face grew thicker and thicker, and he felt that this time he had picked up a treasure.
18 minutes later, the crankshaft was formed, and after the parts cooled down, Lin Ke trotted over, picked up the miniature detector in his hand, and scanned the crankshaft up and down.
'Didi Di ~ 1 grade product. The sonde sounded soon and the results were heard.
Grade 1 is excellent, grade 2 is qualified, grade 3 is defective, and now it is grade 1, Zhang Yuan's crankshaft is naturally qualified.
Lin Ke spread his hands to Horton and said, "Uncle, this guy's level is higher than mine. ā
"Haha, yes, that's great." Horton laughed, walked up to Zhang Yuan and said: "Zhang Yuan, in the future, you will work here with me, with a basic salary of 1,500 star shields in January, and every part you build, for every one you sell, you will share 60% of the net profit, the same as several of them." ā
The Star Shield, the hard currency of the Starlit Land, is as gold as the earth. The physical object of the Star Shield is a coin-shaped spirit crystal, and each unit of the Star Shield contains about 1/100,000 of a standard unit of pure spirit.
In the physical star shield, according to the amount of pure spirit contained in it, it will present different colors, there are white star shields worth 0.1, yellow star shields worth 1, green star shields worth 5, etc., among which the highest value is the purple star shield, which is equivalent to 100 white star shields.
In Dalimon City, an ordinary person's normal expenses of 10 star shields a day are quite good, so 1500 star shields a month and 60% commission are already high wages.
However, Zhang Yuan has no requirements for these, and his purpose in coming to the Starlit Land is also very clear, which is to find the technology to build a spiritual force field controller (rhodium magnetic engine), and now working as a freedom soldier is only the first step to integrate into the Aum Empire, so he naturally does not care about the salary.
"Uncle, I'm fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Derek spoke: "Horton, I have a problem!" When I came, I made me three
Apprentice month, why does this kid get a formal salary as soon as he comes? It's not fair. ā
Horton frowned, and before he could speak, Lin Ke on the side sneered: "Come on, Derek, you were very raw when you first came, this is different." ā
Derek sneered: "Yes, it's a hand, but what about a month later?" After a month, the mecha parts I built are basically qualified, why don't you see Horton give me a boost? ā
He had just finished building a part, and as he spoke, he wiped the stains on his hands, with a momentum that he would not stop without asking for an explanation.
Horton is not a person to be bullied, he glared at one eye and said angrily: "Derek, you begged me to give you food, but now that you have learned some skills, your wings are stiff, right?" ā
"I just have one request, either make up the money or I leave."
"......." Horton suddenly stopped talking, his eyes stared at Derek, trying to see what he was thinking, Derek first looked at Horton, and after a few seconds, he turned his gaze a little unnaturally.
Seeing this, Horton still didn't understand what was going on, he exhaled and asked, "What price did Mike give you?" ā
He understands that Zhang Yuan's matter is just a reason, Mike is really digging corners, in fact, in the past two months, Mike has poached 4 technicians from him, otherwise he would not have vacated 3 printers.
Having said this, Derek no longer concealed it: "80% profit commission, he has a lot of business, and he can build many types of mechas, and I can learn more from him." ā
"Yes, his machine is new, he can build elite mechas, and he has a lot of business, and he does earn a lot more than me, you can go, I will pay you this month's salary soon." Horton's face turned desolate.
"No need." Derek waved his hand and strode out of the Freedom Warrior Workshop, and as soon as he left the shop, he turned around and entered the mech repair shop next door.
Horton was a little disheartened: "If anyone else wants to leave, tell me." ā
Lin Ke spread his hands: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't leave anyway, my dad is gone, I'm just an elder like you." ā
Zhang Yuan said, "I will keep it too." ā
The black-haired young man who had not spoken had just finished a part, and he took off his apron and wiped the stains on his hands: "Horton, Mike actually looked for me." I was going to get this elf shooter ready to go, but now that I'm done, I won't stay here, and I'll be paid. ā
Horton waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go." ā
The brunette young man turned to leave, went to the door, and when he turned around, he also went to Mike's shop.
In the blink of an eye, there were only two people left in the warehouse, Zhang Yuan and Lin Ke, and Horton said to Zhang Yuan with a wry smile: "Young man, let you see the joke." ā
Zhang Yuan shook his head: "It's nothing, people go to high places." ā
Lin Ke looked annoyed: "Hmph, the two of them are white-eyed wolves who can't be fed, they were pitiful when they first came in, and now we need manpower, and we don't say hello, and they suddenly leave, it's really hateful!" ā
She turned to Horton again and said, "Old blind, 6 printers, just two people, this can't be used, you have to find someone quickly, otherwise the elf shooter in the sky will not be able to deliver." It's time to raise it a little bit if it's divided into something, otherwise Zhang Yuan won't be able to keep it. ā
Although Lin Ke's tone was not good, and he was a little arrogant, Horton was not angry at all, he said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go find someone now!" ā
He turned around and went to find someone.
There were only two people left in the warehouse, and Lin Ke said to Zhang Yuan: "The completion of this elf shooter is only 30%, and the customer will come to pick up the goods at 12 noon the day after tomorrow, so the two of us have to hurry." ā
Zhang Yuan nodded, he circled around the elf archer and asked, "Do you have the three major pieces of engine, main control brain, and energy core?" ā
Lin Ke glanced at Zhang Yuan: "You think too much, we can't build the whole machine, we only build the mecha frame." ā
"Oh~~" Zhang Yuan realized that he had overestimated the level of a small workshop like a freedom fighter.
He opened the Heart of Mechanic again, looked around the semi-finished elf archer in the center of the warehouse, and then said: "Many of the parts in this mecha are level 2 products, even if all of the products we use in the future are level 1 products, the internal power transmission efficiency of the mecha will not exceed 82%. This mech is very average, very average. ā
Hearing this, Lin Ke glanced at Zhang Yuan again: "I know that if you talk big, a small workshop like ours, with such an old printer, it is very good to be able to assemble an elf shooter, how can you make a good product?" ā
Zhang Yuan shook his head: "Otherwise, the business in the store is poor, and if you continue to get by like this, you will only be defeated by other mecha shops." Now that there is an order for a mecha, it is time to keep improving and make a reputation. ā
Lin Ke crossed his hands on his hips and sneered: "I'm not old, and my tone is not small." That's true, but can you do it? We're full, and we'll only have 46 hours. ā
"I can." Zhang Yuan nodded seriously.
"Can you show me!"
Zhang Yuan walked to the side of the elf shooter drawing holographic screen, picked up the laser pen and quickly listed 26 mechanical equations on the screen, and then began to calculate quickly, 3 minutes later, he came up with 26 parameters.
He turned his head to look at Lin Ke, who was stunned on the side, and said, "Our Thunderbolt printer is too old, and it is absolutely not enough to use standard parameters to build parts, and it must be fine-tuned. For example, the universal coupling bearing, the core component of the mecha, is printed with my parameter, which must be a grade 1 product, and if the pre- and post-processing process is controlled, it is not impossible to achieve a perfect product. ā
Lin Ke looked at the equations on the screen and the book of heaven, and then looked at Zhang Yuan, who had a calm face, and swallowed his saliva, and awe rose in his heart.
She is just an ordinary technician, she will only print parts according to the script, step by step, adjusting the printing parameters, in her opinion, it is only those high-ranking engineers can do this, this young man in front of her can do this, she admires it at once, and the previous contempt is completely gone.
"Really?" Lin Ke asked, the arrogance just now has long disappeared.
"Start now, don't rest tonight, there should be no problem." Zhang Yuan opened the crane and moved the elven archer, who had already assembled a small half, to the side, and then turned to Lin Ke and said, "Come on, let's fight for Uncle Houghton." ā
Lin Ke froze, and then, a bright smile appeared on her young face full of freckles: "Okay, for that old blind eye, fight!" ā