From scrap mecha to science fiction paradise

Chapter 20 Bionic Body
"Ahem, so-so."

Looking at the young man's adoring eyes as if looking at an idol, Lin Yu couldn't help but coughed twice.

Although he does have knowledge of mecha engineering and can be regarded as a serious mecha engineer, after all, he got it through cheating.

It's always a bit embarrassing when someone praises you to your face like this, especially for such a young boy.

Fortunately, as the motorcade officially set off on the road, Xiaoliu's excitement finally subsided because he had to lead the way.

Lin Yu's guide was naturally led by Lin Yu's fully enclosed van. Qiao Wa and his teammates drove the jeep together, followed by the accompanying vehicle of the young man named Zhao.

The barren land is barren, and there are no roads. Sometimes there are puddles with potholes, and sometimes there are dry mud fields with sparse and yellow weeds growing there. As the car speeds along, the sky is filled with smoke and dust.

"Brother Lin, I heard that Mr. Zhao is also a mecha master, and he uses a second-generation mecha. Do you know what a second-generation mecha looks like?"

After a while of the boring journey, Xiao Liu still couldn't help but curiously ask this and that.

"The main difference between the second-generation mecha and the first-generation mecha is the interaction mode. The first-generation mecha is mainly based on somatosensory interaction, while the second-generation mecha is based on neural signal interaction."

Lin Yu didn't need much energy to drive, so he casually explained to the boy:

“Due to the switch to faster response and finer neural interaction, the pilot can perform more subtle and agile operations on the mecha, and the body design tends to lean towards a humanoid bionic structure.

With neural interaction and a bionic body, you can perfectly use various fighting skills and tactical movements, and even make anti-joint movements that violate the normal human body.

Moreover, neural interaction technology is also the basis of medium and large mechas. The use of neural interaction to reversely transmit signals can create pain and touch sensations, allowing pilots of large mechas to immediately realize that they are being attacked and identify the location of the attack.

Don’t think that the pain sensation evolved by our creatures is all negative. The creatures master it not to make themselves suffer, but to better identify, evaluate and deal with dangers.

Whether we were hit, the location of the hit, the extent of the injury, etc., these all rely on the sense of pain for timely feedback. If there is no pain, we may be stabbed in the back and bleed to death without even realizing it..."

Lin Yu's explanation was very detailed and easy to understand, and Wang Xiaoliu became more and more full of admiration and admiration.

The further technology develops, the more subdivided it becomes. For the same mecha engineer, it is likely that some are only responsible for the engine, some are responsible for the transmission system, some are responsible for sensors, various mechanical theory guidance, etc.

But the advantage of upgrading through the light blue panel is that it is complete. If it is a level 4 mecha project, it includes all aspects of the level 4 mecha project and is versatile.

This is far beyond the reach of even mecha engineers of the same level. It is also the biggest reason why he can build mechas alone and can support others as a team.

Lin Yu, a fourth-level mecha engineer with an overall overview, broke it down to explain the theories and key points of various mecha designs. Coupled with Wang Xiaoliu's own extraordinary talent, the benefits he gained were more than just a huge sum. .

The more lucrative the income, the more fascinated he became, and his respect for Lin Yu gradually increased.

"Brother Lin, if you put it this way, wouldn't the second generation mecha completely crush the previous generation mecha?"

After Wang Xiaoliu listened to the class, he still asked thoughtful questions.

"Otherwise, why are they called the first generation and the second generation? It is originally the gap between the times and versions."

Lin Yu smiled as he should, and said with relief: "Of course, it's not always the case. There are also differences in skills, mentality, timing, etc. between pilots. Fighting is not a numerical comparison in the game. The right time, place, and people will be used to win. It is possible to win against the strong.”

"That's only possible, and the probability should be very small, unless there is really a big gap between pilots."

Wang Xiaoliu was obviously not satisfied with this answer, feeling a little lost and disappointed.

As a humble boy, I always look forward to the story of counterattack and reversal, where the little guy defeats the big guy.

After all, stories often reflect oneself. Lin Yu's mentality was different. He only chuckled and said: "Then why do you have to defeat the strong with the weak? Accumulate your knowledge, improve your technology, and always stand at the forefront of technology. You are the most important." The one at the top.”

"So you can still think like this."

After being prompted and changing his perspective, the young man suddenly felt that the sky was vast, and his dimmed eyes began to shine again.

Looking back again, I can see the difference between the two of them and their longing for each other is even greater.

……

The convoy galloped through the wilderness all day.

It was the time when the days were short and the nights were long, and the weather in the wilderness was also strange and changeable. As the sky darkened early, the group had no choice but to set up camp on the spot.

There was an RV accompanying him, and Zhao Xing even brought a chef with him, so there was no need to worry about food and the like. Everyone gathered firewood and set up a bonfire on the spot, which actually had a different flavor.

It's a pity that Lin Yu still has a sense of being aloof from everyone after all.

Qiao Wa and his five teammates were a mercenary group, while Zhao Xing and his accompanying support staff were a mecha group. Both were independent and familiar circles, and it was difficult for Lin Yu to integrate into them in a short period of time.

It was not a deliberate isolation, there was no shortage of nods, smiles, and greetings, but there was still a sense of alienation, so Wang Xiaoliu and I were still able to get together and laugh together.

Throughout the dinner time, Qiao Wa and others had a clear division of labor to watch and inspect the surrounding area, while Zhao Xing hung around Old Man Zhang the whole time.

"Hey, boy Lin, come on, come on, talk to me for a while."

Probably because he was annoyed by Zhao Xing wandering around, Old Man Zhang left the RV and ran to Lin Yu in the corner next to the bonfire to hide in Qingjing.

"say what?"

Lin Yu actually didn't quite understand Old Man Zhang's attitude.

He was very annoyed with Zhao Xing, but he actually felt like getting close to him with a smile on his face.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I have not had much contact with this old man, let alone friendship and closeness.

"Let's talk about you first. Do you know why Zhao Xing doesn't take you seriously even though we are both mecha masters?"

Old man Zhang looked like he was mature with age and said with a smile.

"Maybe he doesn't think I'm a pilot, but an engineer."

Lin Yu shrugged, probably knowing what Zhao Xing was thinking.

Between mecha masters and mecha engineers, the former is the core of the mecha team, while the latter is just a technician. In the eyes of the Mecha Engineer Association, the former is naturally more valuable.

And this is indeed the case.

After all, the production and development of mechas has become a mature industrial system.

Compared to a designer, a truly elite pilot or a researcher who can truly develop new technologies is obviously a rarer existence.

(End of this chapter)