Drip!

Fang Mo raised his hand and glanced at his watch, another list.

"It's Vice Dean Small!"

Fang Mo smiled, it seems that being a repairman is not useless,

The opportunity to reach out to the Vice President is not available to everyone.

Fang Mo clicked on his watch again, and a ferry spaceship stopped in front of Fang Mo.

Twenty minutes later, the ship landed in a villa area.

"It's a very secluded place!" Fang Mo rang the doorbell while observing the surrounding environment.

"Enter!"

Small's deep voice came out.

"Dean, do you have anything to fix?"

"Oh? It's you, boy, one of my little toys is broken! Needs to be fixed! Small sorted out the last few books and pulled out a delicate robotic figure.

It turned out to be a mini-mecha.

Fang Mo didn't dare to get started easily, but just stood by and observed it seriously.

"You can pick it up and take a look!" Small seemed to see Fang Mo's thoughts, and looked up and smiled.

Fang Mo raised the figure lightly and said, "Lord Dean, did you do it yourself?" ”

"Yes! It's the original mecha model created by the Transcendent Academy, and I'm just keeping it as a souvenir. Small's expression darkened suddenly, and he slowly sat down on the sofa.

"I think there is a problem with the built-in micro power system, and it is enough to replace the power module chip." Fang Mo gently placed the mecha on the table.

"You kid understands! But the replacement is a delicate job, can it be done? ”

"No problem!"

Fang Mo sat down lightly, carefully observed the mecha model again, and then rubbed his hands, ready to disassemble.

All parts of the mecha model are exactly one-to-one.

A total of 16,876 parts were disassembled.

The replacement of the driver module chip needs to be disassembled by about 40%, which is about 7,000 parts.

Ordinary dismantling methods certainly won't work.

Fang Mo sat down steadily, and gently stroked the mecha model with spiritual energy.

Smack!

The model's chest module falls off and is suspended in mid-air.

Small, who was sitting on the side, suddenly had a light in his eyes.

Because the mecha model is reproduced one-to-one except for all the parts.

Small also uses his own original Rubik's Cube assembly method.

Ordinary people simply don't know how to dismantle it.

Smack!

The second belly module is disassembled, and then the main event begins.

The dense bits and components in the abdominal cavity and chest cavity are completely revealed.

The drive module, on the other hand, is so small that it is hidden inside the component cluster.

Fang Mo seriously drove the consciousness energy.

At this moment, the White Emperor has played a great role,

In addition to assisting in controlling the position and movement of the part, it is also possible to completely memorize the disassembly path of the part.

Countless shredded parts began to float slowly in the air.

Ten minutes later.

Fang Mo finally saw the driver module.

So be careful,

A universal module was placed in the abdominal cavity.

After some testing, the module works fine.

Fang Mo's brow was already soaked with fine beads of sweat.

Thousands of suspended parts around the mecha model began to be automatically restored and assembled in an orderly manner.

Each tiny part seems to have a special marking, which means that its installation requires a special order, a special angle and a special entry angle.

Installation is far more complicated than dismantling.

After a full two hours, the mecha model was finally restored.

"Have you cultivated some kind of consciousness energy control method?"

Small seemed to see the clue and asked tentatively.

"Yes!" Fang Mo replied very simply.

Small didn't go any further, every transcendent has its own secrets.

"I heard you have a transcendent weapon!" Vice Dean Small suddenly asked with interest.

Fang Mo put away the toolkit and nodded, "Yes!" How? Are you interested? ”

Small frowned and said with a smile: "Can you lend me a few days to study?" ”

"This ......" Fang Mo pretended to be very embarrassed.

"Go back and tell Martin that you can apply for a junior mechanic certificate!" Small said earnestly word by word.

"Thank you, Dean!" Fang Mo immediately took out his musket.

"Oh! It's really exquisite, it's really an ancient inheritance. Small seemed to be proficient in supernatural weapons, and when he saw the musket, he immediately plunged into it.

Fang Mo didn't want to bother anymore, and immediately withdrew from the villa.

"Is that you?"

As soon as Fang Mo walked out of the villa gate, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"What's the matter with my grandfather's house? Oh! You're a repairman now! Nia stared at Fang Mo in surprise, and then burst out laughing.

"It turns out that Dean Small is your grandfather......" Fang Mo stared at Nia with a meaningful smile.

"Humph! Don't get me wrong, I got in on my own. Nia's voice was clearly weak.

"It's all about me, goodbye!" Fang Mo picked up his backpack, put on an indifferent look, and walked out of the villa area.

Fang Mo went straight back to the park hangar and found Martin debugging the repaired mech.

"Teacher Martin, why does the mecha have to use a joystick, can't it be controlled by consciousness energy?"

"Of course, Atlantis's mecha has a conscious energy version, which has a conscious energy network in it, but on the actual battlefield, there are very few people who can really complete the manipulation of the conscious energy network, because it takes too much consciousness energy." Martin shook his head helplessly.

"In this way, the consciousness energy network still has more advantages in actual combat, but it needs to solve the problem of consciousness energy consumption." Fang Mo put down the toolkit and asked seriously.

Martin nodded, "Yes!" ”

Fang Mo seemed to remember something, and said, "Dean Small said that I can apply for a junior mechanic certificate!" ”

Martin looked stunned for a moment, then smiled: "You kid! Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me! I'll do it for you tomorrow! ”

"Is there really anything special about mechanics?" Fang Mo stretched out his hand and touched the mecha in front of him, and asked casually.

"Boy! Do you want to try it? Martin stared at Fang Mo and smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? Good! Fang Mo suddenly understood, and immediately boarded a mecha.

Martin smiled and opened the roof of the hangar.

The two jumped out of the hangar one after the other and came to the vast park square.

Fang Mo chose a black mecha, while Martin's was a red mecha.

Both are heavy hand-operated mechs, and both only have cold soldier systems.

Airplanes!

The black mecha's blue tail flame lit up.

Fang Mo was the first to fire a long javelin, reaching the red mecha face door.

"You're so ruthless!"

The red mecha didn't let it go at all.

Martin suddenly exerted force, and the red mecha dragged a thick blue tail flame into the air.

Then he held a big knife in his hand and made a 366-degree turnaround and rushed towards Fang Mo.

"! Big windmills? You're even more ruthless! Fang Mo complained lightly.

Immediately, he manipulated the mecha and plunged the giant war knife into the ground.

The left arm retracted the chain javelin and threw it at the highly rotating red mech.

Boom!

The chain was rolled up in the red mecha and immediately tightened.

The black mecha's right arm gripped the sword stuck in the ground, and his left arm lifted the chain heavily.

The speed of the red mecha suddenly stagnated.

Martin smiled slightly, manipulated his left arm to tighten the chain, and the speed was suddenly a little faster.

The corners of Fang Mo's mouth twitched, and the chain was directly disconnected.

The red mecha that borrowed strength in mid-air suddenly shook its figure, but it still did not stop the attack.

Fang Mo only pulled out his battle knife at this time, jumped in the air, and collided with the red mecha.

Bang!

The sound of a huge metal clash swept through the park.

"Good boy!"

Martin manipulated the mecha to the ground heavily, his body shook slightly, and the fault light of his right leg lit up.

It turned out that Fang Mo had been testing Martin's speed, angle, and rotation speed, and at the moment when the two sides collided just now, Fang Mo directly shot and broke the hydraulic device on the red mecha's right leg.

"You're a tricky kid!"

"This thing looks majestic, but it is actually full of weaknesses, and I think it is the best choice to replace the hydraulic and local intelligence center with the consciousness energy network."

"But there is no way to solve the problem of the consumption of consciousness energy!" Martin shook his head.

Fang Mo pondered for a moment and then said, "Why do people think all the time, but they don't consume consciousness energy? ”

"Conscious energy can be circulated in the human body without loss." Martin seems to have grasped the crux of the matter.

"Therefore, the internal body of the consciousness energy network is connected to the mecha through the external sensory chip, which may be able to solve the problem of consciousness energy consumption."

"Good idea!" Martin opened the hangar dome again, motioning for Fang Mo to send the mech into the hangar.

Drip!

"There's a list!"

Fang Mo said helplessly.

"Good! There you go! ”

Martin had no choice but to put the mech in the hangar himself.

"District 698! Faculty of Electronics and Information! Interesting. ”

Fang Mo muttered softly and picked up his backpack.

This time, he took a transfer bus and came to the terrace of the teaching building of the Institute of Electronic Information Technology as agreed.

Fang Mo looked at the list seriously, couldn't help frowning, stared at a few big men on the terrace and asked, "Is it the list you reported?" ”

"Yes! Are you Fang Mo? The last time you fought against the Faculty of Letters, you did it? One of the big men said as he leaned over to Fang Mo.

"You've made us very embarrassed!" A slightly slender boy also walked towards Fang Mo.

Both of them were transcendent second-order, but only the thin boy gave Fang Mo a sense of danger.

"Huh! We're all adults, and it's not glorious for you to win! Fang Mo clenched his toolkit tightly and smiled indifferently.

"You probably don't know what our bet is, do you?" The thin man took another step forward, his face almost touching Fang Mo's nose.

"I don't care what your bets are, I'm only in charge of my list." Fang Mo smiled disdainfully.

"Humph!" The thin man, with a flash of his right hand, instinctively jumped backwards like lightning.

But there was already a shallow blood mark on his neck.

"Are you guys playing for real?" Fang Mo touched his stinging neck and asked fiercely.

"It's just a repairman, how can you really play?" The skinny man took another step forward.

Several boys in the back saw Fang Mo's neck, and it was obviously weak.

They didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so they said, "Fed! Never mind! ”

"No way!" Philippines replied firmly.

"Humph! Play with a dagger in front of me and look for death! ”

Fang Mo's face sank,

Several sharp murderous aura burst out of his eyes, and he took out a dagger with his backhand and rushed forward without hesitation. This is absolutely unbearable.

"The Transcendent First Order is also so arrogant?"

Feder didn't expect that,

Fang Mo, who was a transcendent first-order, actually gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

Fang Mo held the dagger in his hand, and the move hit Fidel's vital point.