Old Man Ji stood on the working surface and raised his head. The crane slowly climbed over the beam, making a "click, click, click" sound, which was the rhythm of the gears and chains meshing. The white headlight above his head shone brightly like a hole. There was a hole in the roof of the warehouse, and the black shadow of the crane passed through the light like a cable car.
There are the most cranes in the 110 workshop, ranging from gantry cranes that span the entire cavern to small wire rope lever hoists. The workers operate the cranes to carry parts, jingling and swaying, just like the residents of Lilliput. Serving a giant fifty meters tall.
Old Man Ji still wears his iconic dirty white coat, with his messy gray hair buried under a red safety helmet. A few strokes of the brim of the hat are exposed, and he is baring his teeth and claws in the hot wind. He is the chief engineer, the core of Base 151, and the soul of the workshop system. , one of the people who knows the giant weapons best in the world, but it’s a pity that there are too few people like him. Lao Ji always lamented that the biggest flaw of human beings as intelligent creatures is that knowledge cannot be copied. Everyone has to learn and grow independently. What they grow up depends on their own destiny.
He shows up in the workshop on time every day. Old Man Ji always says that the workshop can't function without him.
He was right.
It really wouldn't work without him.
The chief engineer, Old Man Ji, is both the chief designer, the chief engineer, and even the chief craftsman. He is a three-in-one, three-in-one, awesome person. If he is not so awesome, he will not be able to control the 151 Base. Materials in the design and manufacturing stage of the giant machine He has done the craftsmanship over and over again. Although there are more than a hundred successors in the base, no one knows who is likely to take over this position - Old Man Ji's status is too high and too stable to be shaken, and whoever takes over seems to be just a hair away. .
Half of the red lotus hangs in the cave, only the upper body and head. The wounds cut by the lighthouse angel have been repaired. Welding sparks burst out in clusters on the left and right on the body surface of the red lotus.
The unassembled Honglian is dark in color, and the gorgeous and bright crimson armor has been disassembled. There are 128 robotic arms in Honglian's maintenance pipeline, which can dismantle the complete Honglian into five modules within two hours. .
Each giant machine has a unique set of molds, fixtures and maintenance pipelines. These peripheral costs add up to a staggering number. The increasingly high manufacturing cost of giant machines is a headache. Honglian is The third generation giant weapon, 161 Mirage is a third generation giant weapon, 153 Kui Niu is also a third generation giant weapon, and Science City is still building more advanced fourth generation giant weapons - this high cost is shared evenly It is a huge burden to move into a small society with only 100 million people.
What’s even more terrifying is that this burden will never end. If the angels don’t remove it, humans will never have peace.
1047 came up wearing a red safety helmet.
Old Man Ji glanced at him, "What's going on with Shen Jiang?"
"I don't know." 1047 shook his head, "The site has been taken over by the Engineering Office. Mr. Ji, the MEG Science City can't even handle it. Can 151 really do it?"
"I know it." Old Man Ji was very straightforward. He held the railing with both hands and shook his head. "Try it if you get the chance. If the current situation continues, how long do you think Shen Jiang can hold on?"
1047 lowered his gaze, "The medical team said the condition is very bad."
"I know your attitude, Tang Di. In your heart, the interests of all mankind are above all else." Old Man Ji said, "The driver's life is important, but it is only the mission of destroying the angels. If you sacrifice a driver, you can replace it." An angel would do such a thing because you think it's worth it."
"I..." 1047 hesitated to speak.
Old Man Ji glanced at him, his eyes calm, "During the great retreat, we made much more difficult choices than this."
He sighed quietly.
"I don't know when the new angel will come." 1047 said.
"Look at it." Old Man Ji said.
1047 raised his head and looked at Honglian's huge head.
"We have to spend 10 billion to build this thing. The resources of the entire society are concentrated on it, and everything that can be used is used. How much price do we pay to survive?" Old Man Ji said, "We are spreading Why do you want to engage in such a big battle? Just to avoid putting people's lives on the scale again one day. In the trolley problem, we did not work as switchmen. We chose to build giant machines to overturn the trolley."
"It is very likely that their efforts are in vain." 1047 said, "The BCI system has been in use for so many years, and the current solution is the optimal solution that takes multiple factors into consideration."
"yes."
The yellow warning light above their heads turned on, and the work surface began to move slowly in the dazzling rotating light. Old Man Ji pressed his hat, turned and walked towards the elevator, and 1047 followed.
Old Man Ji walked very steadily on the moving platform. He said calmly: "If I have the opportunity, I can learn more from the labor management office."
1047 was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself with wide eyes and asked, "Huh? Should I learn from them?"
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Phytolacca connected a line between the electromagnetic shielding room downstairs and the operation office upstairs. Signal feature extraction was done in the shielding room, and data analysis was done in the operation office. This was like throwing four salted fish into a hot oil pan. Once inside, they immediately blasted the idle fish back to life. Have Wang Xiangbing, Li Wenxuan, Zhang Zhong and Bai Shu seen this battle before? Shanghulu moved his work habits from Science City to the original work, allowing four colleagues to experience what the "Science City closed-loop workflow" is.
In the words of my uncle Wang Xiangbing: A week ago, the Operation Core Maintenance Office of the 151 Base was opened with great success. My brothers and I were very ambitious. Who knew that in less than three days of work, each person had to travel an average of 1.5 times, and in one week we had a total of I ran away 6 times, Buddha bless me!
With this drive to squeeze out surplus value, if Phytolacca was a capitalist, he could hang the street lamp.
"Hey... I said, what is this word?"
Bai Shu held the steamed bun in one hand, and there was a jar of chili sauce open on the table. She ate the steamed bun with the chili sauce, and spread out on her knees were the notes that Phytolacca left for her. No one had ever learned the part Phytolacca required her to be responsible for. Bai Shu could only sharpen his guns in the field, learning and getting started at the same time. These obscure and difficult technical documents were all handwritten by Phytococcus vulgaris, precious first-hand information. The only flaw was that the writing was a bit sloppy.
Wang Xiangbing came over and looked at it for a long time, "These are two characters in capital letters."
"Two?" Bai Shu raised his head and gestured in the air with his hand, "Shouldn't the traditional Chinese character for "二" be the character "二"? Why did he write the character "卍"?"
"These are two simple characters." The eldest uncle was well-informed and calm, and sat back slowly. "It is not used much. It was abolished many years ago, but some people can use it when taking shorthand."
"Phytolacca is really amazing." Bai Shu nodded.
"I can use it too," Wang Xiangbing emphasized.
"You are old." said the little girl.
"Damn, the electrodes in this sister's head are really troublesome, seriously interfering with magnetic field signals... Damn, I didn't know you couldn't have metal on your body during magnetic resonance imaging." Li Wenxuan held a steamed bun in his mouth and buried his head in the three monitors. Behind him, ten fingers were tapping on the keyboard, "What I see here is messy, and filtering is really a troublesome thing..."
"Fourier!" Zhang Zhong sat across the table and replied to him from afar.
"Fourier can't solve all problems." Li Wenxuan took a bite of the steamed bun, his voice unclear.
"Bayes!" Zhang Zhong continued.
"Bayes is also difficult to deal with..." Li Wenxuan didn't finish his sentence and coughed suddenly, "Oh my god, I'm choking, I'm choking! Water... water..."
Wang Xiangbing quickly gave him a glass of water.
"Grandma is worthy of being a giant machine pilot. Her brain activity frequency is at least four times higher than that of ordinary people, but no one knows what is going on in her mind. Such intense mental activity..." Li Wenxuan swallowed a large sip of water. , patted his chest hard, and took another bite of steamed bun, "What kind of exciting truth or dare are the director and comrade driver playing down there?"
The play between Shang Lu and Shen Jiang was more exciting than Li Wenxuan imagined.
"preparation--"
The girl on the armchair in the room had her chest rising and falling slightly as she adjusted her breathing.
"Start listening to the questions! Given the Kerr metric ds=(ρΔ/Σ)dt+Σsinθ/ρ(dΦ-ωdt)+(ρ/Δ)dr+ρdθ, where ρ=r+acosθ, Δ=r-2GMr +a, Σ=(r+a)-aΔsinθ, Comrade Shen Jiang, please answer my question now and find the area of the outer horizon of the black hole."
"Old rules, the equations have been projected on the screen for you. You can use your brain to control the projection screen and do calculations, but you cannot do it. If the problem is not solved within the time limit, you have to sing any song by Wang Feng."
Shen Jiang's body suddenly became tense.
Phytolacca simultaneously started the stereo and played rock music at a high volume in her ears.
After so many days of training, she realized a problem - Phytolacca, this bastard, was a lunatic whenever he entered work mode.
In Wang Feng’s heart-rending “Let’s rock together and rock together——”, Phytolacca starts counting down:
"Twenty minutes countdown! You have ten minutes left, 10! 9!"
(End of chapter)
