(); The number plate is made of animal bones, Chang Ming can feel it as soon as he gets started, this is the bone of a first-order beast, hard and wear-resistant, the bullet surname is very poor, and the anti-suppression surname is not strong. It is not widely used to make a mechanism, but it is perfect for this kind of number plate.

The number plate in his hand was number forty-seven, and after Leng Wuji reprimanded him for a while, sure enough, a few of the mechanics withdrew, but most of them still stayed.

He was still there, and he didn't need to crowd next to the office after taking the number plate, and the room was much cleaner all of a sudden.

The mechanics whispered in small groups, waiting for their numbers to be called.

The more Fuzhou looked at Chang Ming, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this young man had an extraordinary bearing, and couldn't help but ask, "Little brother, what level of organ master are you now?"

After Chang Ming finished reading the question set, he was very respectful of him, and then said respectfully: "Intermediate Organ Division, I was only admitted before I came to Beifuzhou." ”

Yue Zi leaned over his grandfather's leg and said proudly: "Then I am better than you brother! It has been more than a year since I was admitted to the intermediate organ master!"

Chang Ming said in surprise: "More than a year? Wasn't the kid less than nine years old at that time?"

Yue Zitian nodded desperately: "That's it, it's amazing!"

Chang Ming said sincerely: "Indeed, it is very powerful!"

Yue Zi leaned forward and asked Chang Ming to praise her, but Chang Ming really praised her, and she was a little embarrassed. She hid her face behind her grandfather, rubbed her grandfather's thigh, and said, "My grandfather taught me!"

The little girl is very cute like this, Chang Ming smiled, looked up and said, "Grandpa Yue is really powerful, an eight-year-old intermediate mechanic, this is the first time I've heard of it!"

Yue Fuzhou touched his beard and said modestly: "Where, Zitian himself is also a little talented......

He suddenly raised his head, looked at Chang Ming, and asked eagerly, "It's you, you said that you also learned the mechanism technique from your grandfather?

Regardless of the opinions of the Organ Masters of this world about the Temple, the Organ Guild's rating assessment is a recognized standard after all. Although there are also people like Li Yuanfei who exceed their abilities, but they still deliberately do not participate in the assessment, but on the whole, this rating can still represent the strength of the organ division.

Chang Ming knew this very well, but when Yue Fuzhou asked about his grandfather, he still hesitated a little and didn't answer immediately.

After a moment, he said, "...... To be honest, I don't know what level he really is. The things he taught me didn't involve too much of the specific and practical content of the mechanics, and most of them were still laying the foundation for me. ”

"Oh?" Yue Fuzhou's eyes sparkled, "I don't know what kind of foundation it is?"

Chang Ming scratched his head and combined what his grandfather taught him in the past with what he learned in school: "There are two aspects, one is the kung fu in hand. Grandpa said that if you practice for a day, you will fall behind, and the kung fu in your hands must not fall behind at any time. ”

Yue Fuzhou nodded and exclaimed: "Yes, yes, that's so right!"

"The second point is a little more hypothetical, the theoretical aspect. Computational, Numerical, Theoretical...... Grandpa said that these are the real foundations of the trick. ”

"That's right!" Yue Fuzhou stroked his palm and praised, "I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who think the same as me! I also used this method to teach Zitian! It's really the same as what heroes see, and what heroes see is slightly the same!"

He pondered for a while, shook his head, and suddenly asked, "Little Brother Chang, when did you take the apprenticeship exam?"

Chang Ming said: "In April this year. ”

Yue Fuzhou was stunned: "In April this year, you were admitted to the apprenticeship? In other words, it took you seven months to be admitted from an apprentice to an intermediate organ master?"

Seven months from an apprentice to an intermediate mechanic, it is a miracle speed for ordinary people, but Yue Fuzhou's expression seems to be a little dissatisfied-this is still too slow?

Chang Ming smiled, he knew very well what Yue Fuzhou was thinking.

In his thoughts, Chang Ming is twenty-three years old this year, which is equivalent to more than 20 years of accumulation. Since he is out of the exam now, he should be a blockbuster, and it took seven months to be admitted to the intermediate organ division, which is indeed a little slow.

Don't you see, Yue Zitian is only ten years old, and he is already at the same level as him?

Chang Ming shook his head and said, "I think the level is secondary, and the important thing is the degree of mastery of the technique. I used to be exposed to only theory, not practice. Now that I'm going to start learning the art of mechanics, there's actually a lot to learn!"

Yue Fuzhou shook his head: "No, theory is the most important thing. Your grandfather was right, there is no practice without theory. We should devote all our efforts to theoretical research, and we should spend too much effort in practice, which is not desirable or desirable!"

He categorically denied what he meant, Chang Ming didn't think it was resentful, but felt a little kind.

In fact, emphasizing theory over practice is a common view in orthodox academic circles. In the world before Chang Ming, this was almost conventional. But in the Heavenly Dome Continent, the status of practice is supreme, and it is the first time he has seen a person like Yue Fuzhou who attaches importance to theory!

Chang Ming smiled and said, "Old man, you are right. Just take it as my personal favorite!"

Yue Fuzhou shook his head again and again, expressing great regret.

He looked thoughtful, not knowing what he was thinking. Yue Zitian seemed to be accustomed to his grandfather's appearance, and ran to the side to play alone, ignoring the old man and the young man.

Speaking of which, Yue Fuzhou also gave Yue Zi a license plate, which seems to be trying to treat her as an organ division into the organ war.

That's weird. With the attitude of emphasizing theory over practice, how could he respond to the call of the organ war and bring his little granddaughter with him?

Chang Ming was thinking about it, when a sudden shout came from the other end of the room: "Forty-seven, forty-seven is not here!"

This is Chang Ming's number, he immediately stood up and said to Yue Fuzhou: "It's my turn, I'll go first!"

Yue Fuzhou was a little absent-minded, nodded randomly, and didn't know if he really heard it.

A row of tables was set up at one end of the room, and several people in uniform in uniform sat behind the tables, none other than the low-level staff of the Dongwu State War Committee. For each person who came by, they handed over a call form for the other person to fill out. After verifying the identity of the other party, they will be divided into groups on the spot and informed them of the time and place of the next meeting.

After Leng Wuji's reprimand, the order really became more orderly, and the staff worked together in an orderly manner.

The form requires some basic information, and the key is the bottom column. There are several options here, such as "Individual Combat Ability", "Intermediate Organ Creation Speed", "Advanced Organ Preparation Speed", and "Overall Management". When filling out the form, the mechanic asks to choose one of the above.

This project is used to count the ability of the organ divisions who participate in the recruitment, and it is estimated that in the future, specific positions will be arranged according to this.

Chang Ming quickly filled in the various items, and in the last column, he thought about it and ticked the "speed of high-level organ maintenance".

What he needs most now is an understanding of high-level organs, and the broader his vision in this regard, the better. And with his ability, the speed of preparation is by no means a problem.

The staff member on the other side glanced at it, nodded and said, "May I ask where is your witness?"

Chang Ming patted his head, almost forgetting about this!

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. ”

As he spoke, he turned around and strode to Yue Fuzhou's side, patted him on the shoulder, and shouted, "Grandpa Yue, Grandpa Yue!"

Yue Fuzhou was still thinking about his own thoughts, and when he saw Chang Ming, he immediately took the lead and said: "No, I still think that what you are doing is wrong!"

Chang Ming smiled bitterly: "Grandpa Yue, don't think about this first, I need three references......"

Yue Fuzhou immediately came to his senses, nodded and said, "Oh, this!

He called the little girl over, and another one from the people he had looked for before, and walked to the office together.

According to the rules of the enlistment office, an organ division needs three people to prove it, and at least one of these three people must not prove it to others, and at least two of the three people are recruited agency divisions in Dongwu Prefecture, so as to achieve the result of mutual proof and weaving a reasonable network.

Yue Fuzhou and Yue Zitian had to accept the draft, and neither of them had ever proved it to others, so they just met the conditions.

Each division's badge has a unique number on it, which is a stronger proof of identity than the household registration, and it cannot be faked at all.

The four of them walked to the office table together, and Chang Ming said, "They are my witnesses, and they can register the number of the agency division." ”

The staff looked up and said, "Aren't these two people?"

Chang Ming pointed at Yue Zitian, there is another one!

The staff lowered their heads and exclaimed, "Isn't this a little girl—this little girl is also a mechanic?!"

Yue Zi flattened his mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a little girl, I'm a big girl!

The staff's eyes widened. Outsiders must reach the intermediate level before they can go to North Fuzhou, and everyone knows this. But there are always indigenous people born here in North Fuzhou. Who would have seen this little girl and would have thought that she was actually an intermediate mechanic?!

His incredulous gaze made Yue Zitian smug and depressed. She snorted and slammed something on the table with a "snap", it was her mechanic badge!

The pattern on the badge of the mechanic fully shows that she is a genuine intermediate mechanic, and it is impossible to fake it!

The staff became more and more shocked, picked up Yue Zitian's badge of the organ division, and looked at it several times.

Chang Ming couldn't help but laugh and said, "That's it, people were admitted to the organ teacher earlier than me." ”

Yue Zi said proudly: "That's it, that's it!"

The badge of the Yue Zi Tilt is of course genuine, but the staff is completely unbelievable. He was also an intermediate mechanic, and it took him twenty years to get in! How many of these little girls are there? She's only ten years old, isn't she? )