Ten o'clock in the evening.

Chen Dingqian returned to his home, and at a glance saw his wife sitting on the sofa, the food on the table was covered, and she didn't look like she had moved.

"Anyi, you haven't eaten yet?"

"Where's the son?"

He took off his coat and sat down on the couch and hugged his wife.

He Anyi glanced at him, "Your good son is still in the warehouse next door, and he can't be called at all, let alone let him come over for dinner." ”

"Then I'll go see him." After hearing this, Chen Dingqian immediately got up, but was grabbed by his wife.

"Lao Chen, Ah Shen, is he too smart? He was different from other children from a young age, and I was really worried. He Anyi said worriedly.

Chen Dingqian patted the back of her hand: "Isn't it a good thing that children are smart?" What is there to worry about? Can other children have our children like this? At the age of 14 this year, he has finished his third year of high school, and his grades have always been the first in the school, and he can still make a scientific research project by himself? ”

"With Ah Shen's results, when the results of the college entrance examination are out, I will definitely be able to go to the top schools in the country."

"You, you just don't know how blessed you are, how many people in the neighborhood envy our family?"

Although he said so, He Anyi was still worried: "You don't look at what project he is working on?" ”

"The mecha he made has to connect people and machines to control the machine, how can this be successful? The machine doesn't even have a nerve connection? He's not going to be stupid watching anime, right? ”

He Anyi was heartbroken for his son.

Speaking of this, Lao Chen also hesitated.

To be honest, he doesn't understand the scientific research project that his son is engaged in, he only knows that this thing burns money, not ordinary money.

He and others opened a small machinery processing factory, most of the money in hand over the years has been invested, I am afraid that there are nearly two million, but the son actually said that it is not enough.

"I'd better go see my son first, and then you can heat up the food again."

He Anyi nodded to heat up the meal, while Lao Chen walked out of the house and walked to the humble warehouse next to him.

The storehouse was built only of iron sheets, and it occupied a considerable area of fifteen meters high, and one of the iron walls was neatly cut in half, and a door frame and lock were installed.

That's the door.

Jiangcheng is not developed, they are in an ordinary town in Jiangcheng, and the house they live in now, as well as the warehouse in front of them, are all built on their own homestead.

Pushing open the hidden iron door, I looked inside, and I couldn't hear the usual sound of welding.

At this time, the son was sitting in a chair with his back to him, wearing a strange device on his head and hands.

And that strange device also had cables connected to the depths of the storeroom, which didn't look like ordinary cables.

Looking deeper into the warehouse, even Chen Dingqian couldn't help but sigh.

There sits a behemoth, a huge skeleton of a near-humanoid robot lying on its back, with countless cables cluttered or neatly interspersed on it, looking very industrial.

This is the mecha that his son is working on, the Boxer.

Although according to his son, this mecha now only has a skeleton, and its complete body will reach 12 meters high and weigh more than 200 tons, but in Lao Chen's opinion, the current mecha skeleton is enough to bluff people.

He was able to continue for a few years and give his son so much money to research this project, and this mecha skeleton was a source of confidence for him.

The son of his old Chen family can tinker with this mecha skeleton at the age of 14, not to mention whether it can succeed in the future, at least this ability is much stronger than most of his peers.

As long as he keeps supporting and cultivating his son's ability, maybe he can produce a scientist in his own family in the future?

Then it's really glorifying the ancestors.

"Ah Shen, let's go eat first, it's so late, you have finished the college entrance examination, and it will not be too late to get it tomorrow." Chen Dingqian said and walked towards his son.

Before he could get there, he suddenly saw his son spread out his right hand, and then clenched his fist.

Only then did he see that his son was wearing a glove with a cable attached to it.

Squeak~

The sound of friction that belongs to machinery sounds.

Chen Dingqian followed the sound and actually saw the skeleton of the boxer's right hand in the depths of the warehouse......

A fist clenched?

Chen Dingqian wiped his eyes, a little suspicious that he had seen it wrong.

But immediately the son's right hand was opened, and the right hand of the boxer was immediately released.

What's going on?

Chen Dingqian suddenly thought of a possibility that he didn't dare to imagine.

He quickened a few steps behind his son and looked at him.

Fist.

Loosen.

Fist......

……

The boxer's palm, which has only three fingers, moves in sync with his son's palm.

At this point, he was finally sure that his son might really succeed?

Watching his son take off his gloves, the huge boxer trumpet returned to its former silence.

He hurriedly asked, "Ah Shen, have you succeeded?" ”

Chen Shen knew that his father was coming, but the experiment had reached a critical moment, so he didn't bother with it.

He smiled and nodded, with a 14-year-old youthful face, looking calm and confident.

"It's basically successful, and we will be able to do the last test tomorrow."

Chen Dingqian watched his son put away his gloves and couldn't help but say, "What does it feel like for me to try?" ”

Chen Shen hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "Dad, it's better not to try, the neuronal connection system will cause pressure on the human nervous system, and if you can't bear it, it's easy to have problems." ”

Hearing this, Chen Dingqian became worried again: "Then you will be fine, right?" ”

"No, the pressure on the neuronal connection system is relatively small for young people, and I have a one-person system, so the pressure is even less."

"Alright, let's go back to dinner first."

Chen Shen and his father returned to the dinner table, finished dinner amid the concerned nagging of his mother, and finally took a shower and lay on the bed with excitement.

"System, check the R&D progress of the next project." Chen Shen looked at the ceiling and said in his mind.

"The R&D progress of the next project has reached 9%, and the project and current results will be announced when it reaches 10%, please make persistent efforts." A cold mechanical sound sounded in Chen Shen's mind.

"The R&D progress hasn't been updated for a long time!"

Chen Shen complained.

"If you need to increase the speed of project development, please increase the number of call points of the host." The system automatically prompts.

"Come on, when my boxer's horn starts tomorrow, my name will soon be resounding all over the country!"

Thinking of this, he picked up his phone and sent a message to a person: "Come to my house tomorrow and shoot a new video." ”

Soon received a reply: "Okay. ”

He closed his eyes and prepared for bed.

He is not from this plane, he comes from another parallel plane, and after an unexpected death, he was reborn into this world with memories as a newborn baby.

And the system in his mouth was reborn with him.

The full name of the system is "Film Technology R&D System", which can be imitated and developed according to the technology in the movies of his previous life.

The boxer he had just fiddled with in the warehouse was the first project developed by the system.

Its prototype is Amara's self-made small mecha boxer in the previous movie "Pacific Rim 2".

As for the call points that the system says, it is also easy to understand.

Calling points refer to the host, i.e., the number of times he has been lifted.

Every time he is mentioned, and the target is himself and not the same name, calling for a little more points.

In addition, the statistics of call points are regardless of language restrictions.

The function of calling points is also very simple, which is to accelerate the scientific research speed of the system and make the ongoing projects produce results faster.

However, there are loopholes in this rule.

In response to this, the system has set a rule that he himself cannot explicitly imply or manipulate others to call him multiple times in any way.