"Need not……"

Director Gao felt a little absent-minded. This young man seemed to have a magical power that he could not resist.

Not only Director Gao, but all the students felt inexplicably. They didn't understand why Director Gao handed the file to Zou Chuan without announcing it, and they didn't understand why Zou Chuan knew it was his invitation letter.

Of course, more people were shocked. They never thought that this taciturn fat man would become a designated candidate for the Noel Mecha Company. You must know that being able to become a designated candidate for the Noel Mecha Company must meet one of two conditions. First, it has a deep background. Second, it has real talents.

Whether first or second, now, no one dares to underestimate Zou Chuan. It goes without saying that there is a background. Even if there is no background, if the modification technology is favored by the Nor Mecha Company, it will be just around the corner. After all, the Nor Mecha Company is one of the three major mecha companies in the universe, and its financial resources and resources are unimaginable...

...

"Zhenzhen, when did you become so personal?" Fanny looked at Zou Chuan's back in amazement.

"He has always been so personal, you just didn't pay attention." Zhenzhen smiled.

"Is that true, why are you so clear?" Fanny said suspiciously.

Zhenzhen smiled faintly without saying a word.

Fanny didn't ask, she could feel that she had only since she came back from the Moon God last time, Zhenzhen began to alienate her. At that time, because of the thick smoke, Fanny didn't notice Zhenzhen. Afterwards, Fanny carefully recalled the process at that time and felt that there were many things that couldn't figure out.

Fanny had asked Zhenzhen many times if something had happened, but when Zhenzhen just smiled and shook her head without saying a word. Fanny also asked the three and Singer, and she couldn't get any valuable information from them. It seemed that the two of them just admired the sculpture and nothing happened...

...

Zou Chuan came to Zi and saw the original owner of Ya Zi. The man in his forties was squatting under Ya Zi. Beside him were some of the accessories piled up like a mountain, all of which were special accessories made by the Noel mecha based on the parameters provided by Zou Chuan.

"What kind of metal is this?" When Knife face saw Zou Chuan coming, he picked up a piece of black and blue metal and stood up and looked at Zou Chuan and asked.

"Yaojin."

"Can you replace the elbow joint?" The sword flipped his face and his hands were flashing with a faint light. This was a piece of metal in the elbow joint, which was very heavy.

"Can."

“Is there any such metal to buy?”

"No."

"How do you get the ground?" Daobiao's face was stunned.

"Your own recipe is customized by Noel Mecha."

“Tell me the recipe.”

"The formula of Yao metal, 2% v, 20-30t%, the balance is tii, cold processing method for making Yao metal, is processed in 2 temperature range from 350c to 600c and annealed, and after preparation, annealing is carried out within 1 hour to eliminate stress. This formula is relatively simple and has reliable performance. Secondary annealing only requires a lower processing temperature and low energy consumption. Moreover, the precision of the fine process products is high. Its tensile elastic limit strength is relatively large, and its elastic deformation ability is more than 15%... The tensile elastic performance of this metal is enough to meet the needs of the mecha elbow joints..."

"You can smuggle

The eyes of the knife's face lit up.

"Just a little bit."

Zou Chuan shook his head. For the sake of the restoration of the Yazi, Zou Chuan read a lot of metallurgical knowledge. He first analyzed the metal formula of the Yazi original damaged parts through the school's ground metal analyzer, and then tested some of the properties of the metal. Finally, Zou Chuan wanted to find a near-ground metal from the vast metal varieties...

A man would never have thought that Zou Chuan would use his optical brain to calculate billions of times just to find a piece of alternative metal. For a boring calculation formula and simulation smelting, Zou Chuan could sit still and sit ten times.

"How much do you know?" Dao Zhang's face became solemn. He remembered that there were only two who could be called a master of modification in the entire human history, and the two masters of modification were also metallurgical masters.

In fact, the process of this trunk is not complicated. The complexity is that the metal used is irreplaceable. The metal weight and structure of each component are related to the fighting efficiency of the entire mecha.

"Enough to repair this canthus."

"Well, work hard! When you repair this Yazi, I can tell you the combat experience of this mecha. Perhaps it will be of great help to you manipulate this mecha."

"Okay!" Zou Chuan nodded. He had always wanted to know how cruel the battle of Yazi had experienced, which would have been so severely damaged.

“When can it be fixed?”

"If it goes well, about a week."

Daozhang nodded and turned to leave. The moment he turned around and left, Zou Chuan saw a long scar on the back of his neck, slashing diagonally to the back of his ear, red, and looked extremely shocking.

Almost immediately, Zou Chuan thought of the torn scar in the cockpit of Yazi.

It's a blessing that this man did not die!

"By the way, call me Brother Dao!" Dao Zhangying looked back at Zou Chuan, then glanced at the mecha, and the strong and hostile gaze became slightly softer.

"Yes, Brother Dao!"

...

After Brother Dao left, Zou Chuan began to work hard to repair. In fact, this is not called repair, but to restore the original state. Zou Chuan only needs to replace and debug a large number of damaged parts and connect the optical path to the sensor. The most difficult thing is that some parts made by the Noor Mecha Company may not meet the requirements. After all, this is a highly damaged mecha. Many standard parameters are not suitable and require a certain amount of running-in. Zou Chuan has to apply manual running-in...

"Student Zou Chuan, drink water." Zhenzhen's soft voice interrupted Zou Chuan, who was focused on his work.

"Thanks."

Zou Chuan took the real water cup, drank it in one sip and immediately started to work hard again.

Zhenzhen squatted on the ground with her hands on her cheeks, watching Zou Chuan climb up and down on the mecha, walking through some machinery, Zhenzhen's face showed a hint of intoxication. She had never found that she was so attractive when she started working alone. Her concentration made people excited...

"Zhenzhen!" A voice sounded behind Zhenzhen.

"Ah..." Zhenzhen suddenly stood up as if she was stabbed by a needle. When she saw that it was Fanny, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you looking at?" Fanny glanced at Zhenzhen and then looked at Zou Chuan who was welding the cockpit.

"No... I didn't see anything..." Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned red.

"What are you doing so nervous?"

Fanny looked at Zhenzhen with a nervous expression with a look of suspicion.

"It's okay, it's time to eat. I just reminded Zou Chuan that it's time to eat."

"oh!"

"Let's go."

...

All day long, Zou Chuan spent his time on the Yazi, and the maintenance building did not arrange any extra things for Zou Chuan because he thought he was preparing for the mecha fighting competition. People did not expect that Zou Chuan had never thought about participating in the mecha fighting competition. Intuition had already told him that the Noel Mecha Company no longer paid attention to the fighting competition now, and it is very likely that the fighting competition would be postponed sooner and later.

In fact, Zou Chuan's guess was correct. Noel Mecha Company said that the competition was just to get some technical parameters of modified mechas as part of the data basis for development. The fighting competition has now become a form.

After dinner, Zou Chuan rushed to the No. 7 training room.

Because he went back to the slums and stayed for one night, this broke his slight local training plan.

When Zou Chuan entered the No. 7 training room, he saw Su Yulan sitting alone on the ground in a daze. The training program was not opened, and the No. 7 training room seemed quiet.

"Why don't you train?" Zou Chuan tightened his belt and asked Su Yulan sitting on the ground.

"My grandfather is gone..." Su Yulan's eyes were red.

"Everyone wants to die." Zou Chuan looked calm. He was very indifferent to life and death. After all, he had seen too many deaths, the most one was as high as two million.

"What did you say?" Su Yulan looked at Zou Chuan in surprise.

"I said, people will die. If your grandfather dies, you don't have to be so sad."

"Who said my grandfather was dead?" Su Yulan looked at the fat fat with an incredible look on her face.

"Ahem... Didn't you just say that your grandfather is gone?" Zou Chuan couldn't help but bulge his forehead.

"I mean my grandfather is gone, but I didn't say my grandfather is dead."

"That..." Zou Chuan was speechless.

"My grandfather said, I want me to hang out with you in the future." Su Yulan said with a frown expression.

"Follow me?" Zou Chuan looked at Su Yulan. He had not yet understood Su Yulan's meaning.

"My grandpa said that the Redel Empire is not safe now, and he is going to travel again, so I gave him to you and let me eat with you and sleep with you..."

"I know your grandfather?" Zou Chuan asked with a frown.

"I don't know..."

"My grandpa knows you, and he often sees you train."

“…”

"My grandpa said it would be safe to follow you."

"Your grandpa really said that?"

"Yes, do you want me?" Su Yulan held the young man's old face with a melancholy expression, looking thoughtful.

Zou Chuan didn't say anything, with a solemn expression on his face. It seemed that there were not only one or two people who could understand the situation in the empire. First, they truly analyzed that the empire would be in chaos, but now an old man appeared inexplicably saying that the empire would be in chaos. It seemed that the empire's chaos had already emerged.

"Are you sure it will be safe to follow me?" Zou Chuan looked at the thin boy with a frown.

"……uncertain."

"Then you still follow me?"

“I have no place to go.”

“…”

Zou Chuan's head was covered with black lines. Unexpectedly, he picked up a child in less than three months after he came to school.
To be continued...