"Instructor, can I pick up the armor now? I can't wait to meet Brother T! ”

In the habitat area of the Southern Cross Hub space station, Tong Ling was shaking the instructor's arm and asking questions one after another.

The transport ship is currently undergoing technical refurbishment at the Southern Cross Central Shipyard.

This month, another major technological innovation will take place, and the transport ship will be equipped with some additional subspace stacking and super-curved flight stability control equipment.

As a result, the estimated recuperation period was extended by one month to four months.

can go to the battlefield a month late, some people are happy and some are disappointed, but Tong Ling doesn't care about these at all, she only thinks about meeting Brother T.

She had been waiting in the roost for three days, and the instructor only said that the T100 was in a special situation and that she had to be patient.

Someone else's Sky X3 is a standard armor, and it only needs to be debugged once when it leaves the factory.

However, as a specially made new type of armor, the T100 has to go through complex reliability demonstrations and additional debugging before it is handed over to the pilot.

The pilot who has taken over now is Tong Ling, a twelve-year-old girl, of course, she has to be more cautious.

The information contained in the Smart Weapons Database is extremely large.

When the pilot programs the preset program for entry, the amount of information that needs to be transmitted is not small, and it is impossible to use keyboard or voice input, so the pilot can only be directly connected to the armor system, and enough information can be transmitted in a short time through thinking resonance.

Each direct nerve connection has a huge impact on the pilot's spirit.

There is a very important parameter in the direct connection of the nerve, which is related to the stability of the link and the rate of information transmission, which is the degree of coordination.

When linking, if the pilot's mental state is a little poor, his concentration is a little lax, or his level is unstable, resulting in a sharp drop in coordination, he may collapse his mind on the spot and become a vegetative person.

This type of pilot is often referred to as a crusher.

The Shatterer's consciousness will be swept up in the armored intelligence system, and then torn into shreds, becoming meaningless redundant information in the intelligence system, and will be shattered in the next system self-test.

This data has no value to be collected, neither can it be reconstructed, nor can it be analyzed for any available resources, not even the skills that the Crusher pilots already have.

Of course, the fact that a student can obtain a professional license through the assessment and successfully graduate from the Pilot College shows that the student has comprehensive qualities in all aspects, and the probability of becoming a crusher is not large.

But Tong Ling's situation is special and needs to be treated with caution.

Time passed day by day, and before I knew it, half a month had passed, and Tong Ling couldn't wait for the news of T100.

Her mood slowly cooled down from the initial anxiety, and she became unhurried and impatient, she reopened the T100 manual, and reviewed the past page by page from beginning to end.

Tong Ling didn't know that her every move these days was under the noses of the jury.

If she continues to be so impatient, she may really miss out on the T100.

On this day, Tong Ling finally got what she wanted.

She passed the observation assessment and was taken by the instructor to the classified warehouse of the Southern Cross Hub.

The instructor entered the verification, and the sealed compartment made a rumbling sound and slowly opened.

The whole body is jet black, and the T100 with a faint glow in the light slowly appeared in front of Tong Ling's eyes.

"From today onwards, it's yours. Hopefully you can handle it. ”

The instructor said with a little excitement.

He knows how thrilling this two-week final judging can be.

Tong Ling didn't notice it, and just stared blankly at the huge armor.

The feeling of being watched is becoming clearer and clearer.

She even vaguely felt that what was standing opposite her was not a pair of intelligent weapons, but a person.

"Thank you, instructor, I see."

"Don't thank me."

The instructor took a deep breath and asked, "Do you want to take a break and test your coordination?" ”

"I don't have to rest, I'm in good shape. Get started now. ”

"Are you sure?"

"Sure, surely, surely!"

Looking at the happy appearance of this little girl, the instructor was inexplicably infected by her, "Okay! ”

He also learned Tong Ling's tone and said loudly.

With the instructor's operation, the T100 first opened a round hole with a diameter of 0.5 meters in its chest, and then a noose-like connection line extended from it to a height of 0.8 meters from the ground.

At the end of the connecting line is a metal plate that flows with a colorful glow like soap bubbles in the sun.

Of course, these lights are not just for visual good-looking.

Each alternating color is a manifestation of the energy surge that the system is releasing similar to the quantum storm of the human brain.

"Do you remember the process?"

The instructor asked.

Tong Ling nodded, "Remember." ”

"Okay, let's get started."

Tong Ling, who closed her eyes tightly, slowly put the palm of her right hand up.

The colored light turned into substance and spread up along Tong Ling's palm little by little, until the back of her hand was submerged in it.

A pained expression began to appear on her face.

This is the natural reaction of a person's palm when it is permeated by energy, indicating that her mind is beginning to connect with the T100's system.

The instructor's heart hung in his throat.

Although he didn't believe in the gods and Buddhas, he still prayed silently in his heart, blessed by the sages, hoping that something would happen to Tong Ling, and it would be best to pass 50% of the coordination degree in the first test.

After about five minutes, information began to appear in the blank projection in front of the instructor's eyes.

"Coordination: 51.56%."

The instructor clenched his right hand into a fist, almost eager to look up to the sky and roar.

Bet right!

Tong Ling's first test surpassed the previous record.

I feel right!

He smirked, as if he had seen what he looked like when he was awarded the rank of a general when he was promoted.

said that in Tong Ling's thinking space, she fell into inexplicable trouble.

The condition is not as good as the instructor seems.

The T100's brain system is very manic, like a raging storm.

No matter how hard she tried to find it, she couldn't find the virtual input port that should have been so easily.

She was lost and trapped.

……

On the other side of the distance, Chen Feng also had a sad face.

He didn't expect that this little girl and the T100 system coordination degree was so high, and just after the first connection, she directly entered the thinking full immersion mode.

This should have been a depth mode that can only be opened by skilled pilots and cooperating with long-term "mutual knowledge" armor, but I didn't expect it to be automatically triggered.

Chen Fengguang had already exhausted all his strength just to communicate across a long distance.

Now in this small space, another person's complete consciousness has broken in, and it will completely disperse as soon as it comes, and he will not be in a rut.

He couldn't grasp the other person's thinking.

It felt like a thick layer of frosted glass between two people who should have known each other.

They can see each other's shadows, but they don't know who each other is, they can't pass on their voices, and they can't talk.

"Stars, what now? Can you force the power off? ”

Chen Feng asked.

Fanxing shrugged, "I'm afraid not, I'll have to wait for her to find a way out of the maze and pull out your shadow." Otherwise, she would have become a Broken One. ”

"It's a bit embarrassing. It's a pity, it's rare to have a person with a coordination degree of more than 50%. ”

Chen Feng sighed.