The middle-aged uncle was the one who opposed Arlene in the first place. The middle-aged uncle who Stella took over as the captain of Nebula Technology, he was asking Asura . Sheldon recommends his new invention, mimic armor, which is the name given by the middle-aged uncle himself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But so far, there are no design drawings.

The most glorious thing for a designer is that someone can use his design to create a physical object, and what could be more honorable than that? Therefore, the middle-aged uncle recommended it very hard, and he comprehensively, in detail, and systematically introduced the benefits of mimic armor such as lightness, complete functions, and most importantly, the ability to blend into any environment.

Say it's spitting stars fly straight!

The middle-aged uncle just wanted to say, "If you want it, come to me directly when you come back next time, and it is estimated that the finished product will be made at that time." When he said this, he didn't expect that Asura would wave his hand and reply lightly: "I'm not particularly interested. ”

Asura's meaning is actually, "We provoke the star people, we don't particularly need camouflage equipment, using our pupils, we can avoid any gaze, camouflage is not much use for us, thank you for your kindness." ”

But in order to save trouble, he directly expressed his disinterest, and when the middle-aged uncle heard it, he instantly cracked, he shattered to the ground, and his two eyes watched Asura turn around and leave.

Of course, the above sentence is purely to describe the embarrassing mood of the middle-aged uncle, he is not broken at all, but his heart is a little broken.

After installing the intelligence type I brain implant, the middle-aged uncle's intelligence value reached 15, he is the second only person in intelligence to Arlene in the Nebula Technology team, and he is also the vice captain of this scientific research team.

Without the middle-aged uncle, the Nebula Technology team would not be able to carry out any scientific research, and without the middle-aged uncle, the scientific and technological craftsmen in the scientific research team would not be able to cooperate and reconcile at all.

He is still obsessed with Arlene being the captain, and he has to compete in everything, which is why he sells his scientific research results to Asura.

"Hey... Forget it..."The middle-aged uncle shook his head, he still had countless things to do, most of which was to lead the scientific craftsmen to perfect the sketches drawn by Captain Arlene's hand.

The middle-aged uncle works very hard and hard, but after every sketch drawn by Arlene is delivered, he can't help but complain: "It's just a scribble!" ”

The other technology craftsmen didn't dare to make a sound, their vice-captain didn't become the captain, and his temper has always been bad, whoever provokes him, he will send the fire to whomever he wants.

However, the vice-captain still worked hard to do things, because although he was resistant to Arlene's sketches, he still saw infinite possibilities in those sketches, and if these sketches were bought from the black market and not from Captain Arlene, then the middle-aged uncle and vice-captain would definitely print them and frame them and hang them on the wall.

As for the mimic armor, the middle-aged uncle canceled it from his schedule, and whether he can create a design or not, it remains to be said.

The middle-aged uncle has a very serious arthritis, so he welded a chair in front of his operation screen, sat and did things, his position was in the middle, surrounded by 54 design drawing equipment and 54 scientific and technological craftsmen, who were strategizing in the center, and the people around him came and went, but he sat for more than ten hours.

This is also something that can't be helped, who let the vice captain be the person who coordinates the whole thing? No one can do his part.

"Group A, count the C-rate curve drawing errors, Group B, responsible for modifying, Group C is responsible for R-rate curve, Group D is responsible for modifying, action!" The middle-aged uncle said while staring at the operation screen in front of him, and he could see all the operations of the sketch by 54 people at a glance.

From time to time, it is necessary to shout loudly to stop the misoperation of a certain scientific and technological craftsman, otherwise one ring after another, one wrong one, and one wrong chain.

Without a middle-aged uncle, Arlene's sketches will never be perfected, and the smoothness of the simulation will never exceed 99%.

Within a few hours, the sweat on the middle-aged uncle's forehead came down, this kind of work simply cost him half his life, but he couldn't stop at this time, if he stopped to rest, when he started the design plan again, it would take hours to find the connection point, and all the tasks of Nebula Technology were urgent, heavy and rushed, and they couldn't be delayed for a moment.

Many well-meaning science and technology craftsmen persuaded the deputy captain to stop being the chief coordinator, he was too old to bear it at all, but the deputy captain didn't care about his physical condition at all.

Because he's seen Arlene with his own eyes. Stella's little girl didn't eat or drink for 3 days and 3 nights, and she didn't sleep endlessly, it was still when she was drawing the design of the information relay detection tower, and the old guy was calmed by the little girl's hard work, and it was the first time that the middle-aged uncle admired and recognized his captain Arlene from the bottom of his heart.

Think about it when he was young, his middle-aged uncle used to do this! But now, the middle-aged uncle can't stand that intensity of homework at all, I heard that when Arlene is enduring physical pain, she can shield part of the brain nerves, although this is a legend, but the middle-aged uncle really hasn't seen Arlene in desperate times, with any painful look on his face.

If you don't accept it, you can't.

Gradually, although the old guy was stubborn in his mouth, he had already decided in his heart that Arlene was worthy of being the captain of Nebula Technology.

A young girl in the grade is so desperate, how can the old guy admit defeat? The middle-aged uncle has become Arlene's right-hand man, foil and green leaf, these two people are the two people with the most mental labor intensity in Nebula Technology, without them, Nebula Technology would have been dispersed a long time ago.

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More than ten hours have passed, this time the drawing error correction process from beginning to end, the middle-aged uncle fingers flying, tested the design drawing simulation operation patency rate - 89.7%, it is a pity, only 0.3% away from the design drawing that can be delivered to production.

Looks like it's going to need to be jerked off again.

"Vice Captain, are you still masturbating..."The technology craftsmen are really a little tired, they are not iron.

The middle-aged uncle's deputy captain was obviously tired, and from now on, all that came out of his forehead was sweat, he waved his hand and said to the scientific and technological craftsmen: "Disband... We will meet here in 4 hours...", and then he stood up with his body propped up, and now his arthritis is not only more severe, but also a lumbar muscle strain.

The technology craftsmen hurriedly helped the vice-captain to get off the iron chair, and the vice-captain moved a little, stretching and stretching his muscles, and then he felt a little better.

"Disband..."The middle-aged uncle waved at the technology craftsmen and left.

He came to the fortieth portion, bracing his waist and watching the people and cars, this was the best way for him to rest, he stood there for a while, and suddenly decided to go and see what Arlene was doing.

Arlene has a "secret" cabin, and the middle-aged uncle knows that she has set up an operation screen there, and when there is nothing particularly urgent, she draws things there, and has been there several times, and the middle-aged uncle is very familiar with the road.

Walking into the cabin, the middle-aged uncle really saw Arlene's thin back, he slowly approached Arlene, and the other party's attention was all on the sketches under him, and he didn't even notice it.

"Hmm...," the middle-aged uncle cleared his throat.

Arlene turned her head, her eyes changed from focus to surprise, and she happily said to the middle-aged uncle, "You're here, Uncle Sanger!" ”

"Humph!" Sanger actually glared at Arlene, and then looked at the operation screen with a probe, and sure enough, Arlene was painting the big diamond again, Sanger remembered that it was obviously Arlene's rest time now, but she almost gave all her rest time to this picture.

To tell the truth, Sanger couldn't see what Arlene was drawing, the lines were too messy, and he didn't really care.

"You're not resting, what are you doing?" Sanger spoke in a tone as if he were the captain.

Arlene respected Sanger very much, she knew that without him, she would be in vain, and she said to Sanger: "Uncle Sanger, please close the door." ”

Sanger's brows furrowed, and he muttered, "This kid, what are you doing when you close the door...", but still turned around and pressed the close button.

After the door closed, in Arlene's introduction, Sanger's frowning brows gradually loosened:

"Only 4 people know what this picture is, including me, and now, you are the fifth person, because one day in the future, when this design is finished and needs to be perfected... Uncle Sanger, I know I'm alone and certainly can't finish it. ”

Arlene turned around, raised her thin neck, closed her eyes, and said emotionally, "This is my dream, a dreadnought-class giant ship, Uncle Sanger, do you have a dream?" You must have it, and if you have, you must understand my feelings. ”

"I call it Diamond."

Sanger's eyes narrowed slightly, staring carefully at the messy sketch, for a long time, before he saw a clue, and the light in his eyes gradually flickered, the dreadnought-class giant ship, the ultimate dream of all design draftsmen, how could Arlene be the only one?

"Deceitful..."

Sanger muttered, he couldn't wait to zoom in on the details of the sketch, and the more he looked at it, the more shocked he became.

"Deceptive... This picture can't be drawn in half a lifetime if one person exhausts his mental strength!! Kid, did this on your own? ”

Arlene nodded.

Sanger was so excited that his hands began to tremble, and his breathing became short, he straightened up and said to Arlene, "Comrade Captain, I have a request... The sketches of the Diamond-class dreadnought-class megaship are up to me to perfect, and I can... Is it? I'm willing to pay with my life to do this, and there's nothing greater than that for a design draftsman..."

"Hmm!" Arlene nodded heavily.

The eyes of the two were slightly red, and they were both imagining the glory and pride of the day when their dreams came true.

Long.

"But kid, listen to me and go get 10 hours of sleep!" Sanger could see that Arlene's eyes were bloodshot and her face was ugly, and the brilliance she radiated was completely supported by her spirit.

"But—" Arlene pointed to the blueprints, and before she could speak, Sanger pushed Arlene out of the cabin.

"But what, this is the deputy captain's order!"

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