"Is it Mr. Mordin? I'll pick you up at a moment's notice, please come in with me!" shouted the man in the luxury airship.

"Hey, this red spider really has some skills! I almost blamed her just now. ”

Mordin didn't bother with the security guard anymore, he lifted the boat, swaggered through the door, and drove into the park.

He followed the luxury airship to a tall main building, where a group of people was already waiting for him.

He got off the airship, and the group at the door immediately greeted him.

"Mr. Mordin, welcome, please do it inside. ”

They gave Mordin a very luxurious office, which was the size of the barracks of his former special forces squadron. The facilities inside are extremely luxurious.

"Mr. Mordin, are you here to make custom equipment?" asked a middle-aged white man who identified himself as Hans, who was the CEO of the place as you could tell from Hans's nameplate.

"Yes, Mr. Bronson said I could customize a set of gear here. Mordin cautiously tentatively said, "It's free." ”

"Yes, yes, Mr. Bronson, we will do our best to accommodate your request. What kind of equipment do you need to custom?", Hans asked enthusiastically.

"Can you show me the equipment you have here?"

"Yes, yes!" Hans led Mordin to the equipment display case.

"This is our armor, here is the individual missile, this is the covert cover, this is the heavy sniper, this is the mine...... Mr. Mordin, we can reach a maximum of 65 levels here, I wonder if it can meet your requirements?" Hans introduced Mordin one by one.

"Level 65!" Mordin was suddenly thundered. The equipment of level 65 is a Mordin that I have never even seen, and it is all priced at more than 5 million. This Bronson is a big deal! Looks like I'm going to have to figure out what the best deal is.

He stopped in front of a pair of level 65 gold armor.

"How much does this armor sell for?" Mordin asked.

"The current market is bullish, estimated at around 9 million. Hans replied skillfully.

"Then can I trade this level 65 armor for you to make me a level 63 armor and a level 63 heavy sniper?" he cautiously tentatively asked.

The total price of the two slightly lower tier equipment proposed by Mordin should be slightly lower than that of the gold armor.

"Yes, yes!" replied Hans.

Mordin's hanging heart was put down, just now he had an idea, and suddenly an idea came to him, that is, to exchange the gold armor for two sets of slightly lower equipment, the market price of the 63-level armor should be about 7.5 million yuan, and the heavy sniper should not exceed 1 million, so that he can sell the armor to pay off the debt and make up the tuition, and the heavy sniper should have good combat performance as a special forces, so keep it for yourself, after all, you are likely to face the retaliation of the iron guard on the battlefield in the future.

Hans waved over to the two of them and said to Mordin: "Mr. Mo, these two are our top armor and heavy sniper designers here, if you have any requirements, just ask them, we will definitely meet your request." ”

Mordin followed the two designers to a large studio filled with computers of all kinds.

After the designer asked Mordin for his portable computer data, he began to tailor the armor and heavy sniper for Mordin.

Rows of data and design drawings scroll rapidly on the computer screen, and two designers build various model data on the computer.

Mordin's eyes were staring at the computer screen, and suddenly, his consciousness reacted, as if he was building a model of the numbers on the computer screen.

"Oh, yes, my sea of knowledge is a virtual computer, can you try to let him build a model of weapons?" he was excited at the thought of this.

But I don't know if these two people will give them a chance, so let's give it a try.

"Excuse me......" Mordin said tentatively.

"Mr. Mo, what do you command?" one of the designers asked, looking up.

"Can you tell me more about your modeling process?" he asked cautiously.

"Is Mr. Mo also an expert in weapons?" the designer asked with interest.

"Oh! no, no, it's just a hobby. He humbly replied.

The designer then opened his model block diagram, connection diagram, functional architecture diagram, group model diagram and various databases, and the designer introduced while displaying, and he spoke in great detail, for fear that Mordin would not understand.

With the display of pictures and data architecture, the framework of a pair of armor in the sea of knowledge has also been built accordingly, but there is a lack of corresponding programs and data, and the armor has no specific performance, just an empty shelf.

"Could you please show me the underlying data and program?" Mordin asked again.

"Oh, you can still understand the underlying design? It seems that you are really a master, and in our case, the underlying data is selected by special masters, and even we can't fully understand the meaning. The designer looked at Mordin with admiration, and then opened the underlying database.

The underlying database is massive, and Mordin looks a bit struggling this time.

"Let me show you the data connection tree first, it's all standardized programs, and it looks more convenient. "The designer is such a warm heart.

The data tree opened, and Mu Ding had a feeling of brightness. A month ago, when he was taking the entrance exam, he had been exposed to this kind of data tree in order to design high-temperature resistant materials, and he was familiar with this.

The models in Zhihai are gradually enriched, and various performance parameters are also identified in different unit blocks. After the model was established, Zhihai began to evolve a variety of different data tree paths, and the corresponding parameters were constantly changing.

"Is it possible to change the path here? Mordin tried to say to the designer according to Zhihai's prompt.

"Huh?" he was stunned, "is that okay? It's all standard model, and easy changes can lead to performance degradation or even crashes." He reminded.

"Let's change it and try it, if it doesn't work, change it back. Mordin insisted

"Okay, let's try. He modified the path as Mordin's request, and then submitted.

The structure on the screen shook a few times, then stabilized again.

It's done, and the model doesn't collapse.

"You're amazing!" the designer looked at Mordine with admiration.

"If there is anything else you can do, just ask. ”

Now Mordin was relieved, he made changes to the data tree path and data block selection according to Zhihai's prompts, and after the changes were completed, the model still did not collapse, but the level evaluation was not.

The designer had been dizzy, and he stared at the new model in confusion, stunned.

"Will this increase the cost of production?" Mordin asked his biggest concern, if the cost was exceeded, he couldn't do it.

"I'll do the math, oh, no increase. Designer Mu Ran replied.

"Then let's settle it. "Mordin seems to be confident.

"Are you sure?

"Let's do it, I'll go over there and change the design of the heavy sniper. Mordin stood up and walked over to the designer who had designed the heavy snipe over there.

"Hey, Kane, this Mr. Mo is a master, you can change the design according to his request!" the designer shouted at the guy over there.

"Oh?" the designer, Kane, scratched his head, looking confused.

Mordin had already sat down next to him and began to torture the designer further.