Him and their stars

The surrounding humans, Rumina, and sand people mechanics had already been amazed by Krell's superb skills and hand speed. When he raised this gorgeous piece of art-like work above his head, everyone seemed to wake up from a dream and applauded one after another.

"Long live! Long live! Long live Tulong Machinery Factory!"

Later, Claire Belmonte, who had become the deputy director of the technical department of Toulon Machinery Factory after one month of work, was surrounded by everyone and ran behind a slightly old electromagnetic roller machine. It can be seen that this machine is second-hand, but it is not known that the machinery factory found it from a closed factory in China, but it is well maintained.

Without hesitation, Krell opened the box cover behind the roller machine, used a screwdriver to dig out a gear-shaped part as big as a fist, and pressed in an alloy "honeycomb" of exactly the same size in his hand.

Although the sizes of the parts are similar, the structures are different, and of course there are many more lines that need to be connected. As a result, many senior technicians who were watching in the crowd rushed over to help. Everyone's skills were very good, and after three to five minutes of debugging, the machine started running successfully again.

The workers who were watching breathed a sigh of relief, and there were faint cheers at the scene.

Even ordinary technicians who have just joined the job can tell that the operation of this machine no longer has the bumps and bumps as before. It is full of high-tech silky feeling, as if it is the latest state-of-the-art equipment.

"See? If you put this part in our roller machine and replace the No. 21 gear in the same position, you can increase the efficiency by at least 15%." He said to the young black engineer next to him.

Busca's expression has changed from dull just now, to numbness later, and now helplessness, with a look of "I know you really want to teach us, but can you pay attention to the acceptance level?"

"So, this kind of part can only be rubbed by hand like this?" Busca asked.

"As you can see, his mechanism is a three-dimensional honeycomb structure. Currently, no lathe can grind parts with this structure." Krell also showed a helpless expression.

"In your alliance, many high-precision parts are rubbed by hand like this?"

Claire continued to nod.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder the captain said that in our alliance, ordinary workers are consumables. Only senior technicians who can swing a sledgehammer and embroider can live a good life." Busca showed an expression of class hatred: "But Doesn’t the method you just used require a psychic?"

Krell said: "Ordinary people can do it with sufficient training and training. If you are careful, you can twist one out in three to five days, and the yield rate is at least 50%."

Seeing that the other party had already shown an expression that said, "The day lilies will be cold by then." He quickly said, "However, with this kind of gloves, if the skilled workers in the factory conduct surprise training, the yield rate may be increased to nine." If it is more than 100%, the time can be shortened at least twice. Even if you don’t use this kind of emerald steel alloy, you can use Taishi alloy. If it doesn’t work, you can also use titanium alloy, which is cheaper. Although the practical time is reduced, the functional impact It’s actually not too big.”

Krell was referring to Laborer No. 5 gloves, the exoskeleton work gloves developed by Yu Lian. Now, one of the main products of Tulong Machinery Factory is this. Not only is it well received by workers in mines, steel plants and rail shipyards, but even the sand people city-states and tribes that are temporarily under the rule of Jisu have also sent people to come in large quantities. Purchased.

It is said that even the Imperial Glory Colonial Star District on the other side of the New World Highway has sent purchase intentions, and the business inspection team is already on the way.

...Well, although there is a war, as long as the war does not burn at home, life will continue.

In fact, when the expeditionary army arrived in the New World, all the raiding fleets of the raiders could only shrink back, even the pirates stopped, and the trade routes on both sides had naturally been restored long ago.

As we all know, the passing army of plunderers burned, killed and looted all the way. Although they did not systematically massacre civilians, they did everything they could rob and burn. The empire, desperate to rebuild its colonies, was understandably interested in such labor work.

Of course, as the heir to the Belmont family, Krell himself was very optimistic about this new concept of labor tools. He even asked about exports from the alliance in the past, but was told that the factory in New China was also producing it and had already cooperated with it. The alliance has signed a supply contract.

It is said that the production license negotiations have almost reached the stage.

It was probably because of the Pavlovian reaction that everything can be blamed. Anyway, Belmont really felt the nine tails of a certain white-furred fox swaying in the shadow side of the universe, and let it go on the spot.

In the two months since Tulong Machinery Factory officially started production, 10 million Laborer Type 5 gloves have been produced. In addition to supplying the requirements of Xin Yumen and New Lushun, of course it is enough for every worker in the machinery factory to have one.

"You are right, we have workers' gloves. This is what the captain and Mr. Qi said, productivity can change the fate of workers." Busca nodded.

"Can you talk about us? I am also a member of the labor force, and a member of Tulong Machinery Factory. Do you dare to say that I am not?" Krel looked very hurt.

But Busca was extremely serious: "Yes! You are indeed not an ordinary rich man. You should be one of your own who can carry a sledgehammer to work. Anyway, during the period when you are the director here, I will call you A Davarish."

Claire's face suddenly stiffened. In the final analysis, his deputy director is only temporary and will always have to go back. At that moment, he felt again that recovering his memory was not necessarily a good thing.

Anyway, this was not the first time he felt this way while he was tightening screws in the factory.

After all, Krel is a well-trained descendant of capitalist elites. After adjusting his mentality, he smiled and said to everyone: "In short, using this kind of parts, we can create higher strength in the same unit of time." Level 1 pipeline. When used on battleships, its survivability, oxygen supply and energy supply units can be improved, and the overall performance can also be improved."

Busca nodded and took out a small notebook. He felt that although he was just an ordinary metallurgical engineer, he had learned more and more knowledge since he met the captain, revived the Red Maple Factory, and led the team to the New World for support.

However, after nodding, he suddenly remembered something, and quickly waved his hands with a headache expression: "Davarich Belmont, what, what is a level 1 pipeline? Don't let the wind be the rain!"

"Yes, our equipment factory has no plans to produce military products. We have only considered helping Chiling Iron and Steel Plant to produce and maintain reel machines. At most, we can only make some No. 4 pipelines that can connect underground tunnels and power transmission pipelines." Crowd. An unremarkable voice sounded.

Claire Belmont followed the voice and looked over, and what caught his eye was a young man with an ordinary appearance, who also had the appearance and temperament of an engineer. However, he certainly knew that although this young human being who called himself "Summers" was unremarkable, he was his direct leader, the director of the technical department of Tulong Machinery Factory.

...Although like myself, I seem to be working part-time.

Belmont couldn't help but ask again: "Director, don't deny my sense of mission as a member of the machinery factory because of my history, and don't fool me. So, is it true?"

"Indeed, no." Summers said seriously: "Tulon Machinery Factory is a civilian factory. Even if you ask Director Carl Johnson, the answer will still be the same."

"Well, I heard that Director Johnson was not a senior engineer at Lianzhu Fire Factory before?"

I have also heard of the arsenal Belmont. It was an arsenal established during the era of Marshal Li. The quality of the small energy rapid-fire cannons it produced was very good and would not show off in the alliance's arms market.

Of course, I later heard that the arsenal was closed due to restructuring. He felt sorry for it for a while.

But he never expected that one of the senior engineers of the arsenal would go to the New World to work as a guard, and then opened a car repair shop in Tulong, and then merged the manpower and workshop into the Tulong Machinery Factory. After Uncle Johnson became the director of the factory, it is said that he even sent advertisements across the country to invite old friends who were in the factory.

With such people and such movements, do you think this factory produces civilian products?

Although Krel couldn't help but think about it, he still said sincerely: "I understand, we are also a member of the Tulong Machinery Factory, and we still understand the production discipline. So, what about the New Yumen Orbital Shipyard?"

"That's a maintenance factory. It can indeed maintain small and medium-sized warships, but it can only build cargo ships."

Claire Belmont suddenly showed an expression of unspeakable sadness, but still said: "...Okay, anyway, uh, let's go back to the honeycomb gear I just designed,"

"Amazing design." Summers clapped again, and the technicians watching also cheered.

The engineer pressed his temple, and a glimmer of electronic light flashed in his eyes: "I have been an engineer for so many years, but I never thought that I would design parts in this direction. How did you think of it?"

Clay suddenly showed an embarrassed expression and lowered his voice: "Well, Director...don't you think this thing looks like a model of subspace technology?"

Uncle Krel was chasing the enemy in the space illusion array of the Devil's Labyrinth Star Territory, but he was directly replaced by "Ms. Now" and thrown into the new Jade Gate thousands of light years away. After a narrow escape, he finally managed to survive. It was an escape. Of course he never wanted to experience such an experience again, or even recall it.

However, after his memory was restored, he still tried hard to recall that chaotic and thrilling experience like all the young men of the Belmont family. To be fair, this should be considered a blessing in disguise.

"You should also understand my previous situation. It is reasonable to get some inspiration after crawling out of that hellish place and having that kind of experience. Do you understand?"

"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand." Summers quickly shook his head: "I am already in this state. Don't tell me about you psykers."

Now, Summers knows Krell's identity and background, and the latter also knows that the other person is a cyborg that is even rarer than a psyker. However, the two of them have a tacit understanding and never mention this, and they also cooperate sincerely. Very enjoyable.

At this time, a person who looked like a factory clerk walked over and pinned a big red flower directly on Claire Belmont's chest, and then stuffed a red certificate of commendation into it.

Summers said: "Let's call this honeycomb part a Krel component. I will help you apply for a patent. In addition, this month's Science and Technology Innovation Award is also yours. The prize is ten pieces made of a whole sandbird. The second is a big meal, or a Trailblazer multi-purpose watch.”

At best, Pioneer watches can only be regarded as outdoor sports or work equipment for the middle class, and they do not even touch the threshold of luxury goods. Counting only the dividends Krell received from the family foundation, he could even buy a dozen of them every minute and give them away.

But now, he does have a sense of accomplishment that he has never experienced before.

"No, let's call it Turon Gear." Krel said, then he raised his hammer and said to everyone: "Now, I have demonstrated to everyone how to do it, and we will become proficient in it! Before I leave, everyone Let’s work together to knock out at least 10,000!”

The workers raised their hammers and cheered again.

If Yu Lian were here, he would definitely recognize that the hammer held by Krell is the same model as the King of Advancement who turned into Ekkariba and died together with the Diamond Dragon Turtle. To put it bluntly, they are the same. A spiritual treasure that can be used in battle formations.

However, who can say that a weapon cannot be used to hammer screws and gears? This is the universality that belongs to workers.

Of course, Krell could feel that the scene happening in the factory had been transmitted to the projection elsewhere through the surveillance system, but he was completely too lazy to pay attention to it.

He believes that this period of time is the cleanest he has ever lived, and he is not afraid to show everything to others.

In the mayor's office of Tulong City Hall, Major Akinayama Hachiman watched this scene silently and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is turning swords into plowshares!"

"... Such sentiments are really unlike you. And I can feel your envy, jealousy and hatred towards psykers both in and out of your words. Listen to me, Hachiman, I heard that extraordinary people have a saying, 2 If you don't wake up before the age of ten, you will be hopeless for life, so why force it?" The young officer in the same room laughed.

"That's a game of Go." Akinayama Hachiman said expressionlessly: "In addition, our chairman awakened at the age of twenty-one, and he did not show any qualities in this area in the first three years of the academy."

He is a contemporary of Akinayama Hachiman. He has a tall and tall figure and a heroic temperament, but there is a faint bookishness in his eyebrows. Anyone who looks at him will see that he is a young man with both civil and military talents.

The name of this young man is Michel Rozez. He was one of the core members of the Lionheart Club back then and was naturally also a core member of the Youth Club.

Akinayama Hachiman pushed up his glasses silently and looked at his friend deeply: "So, can the components designed by the eldest son of the Belmont family really have the desired effect?"

The Rozers have been involved in metallurgy, mechanical engineering, and shipbuilding since the early days of the Empire's rule on Earth. Although this family has produced many high-ranking generals and parliamentarians, they are mostly engaged in business management, investment and technological research, and have produced several famous scientists and big tech tycoons.

Until now, Michel Rozez still has a cousin who is a professor at the Kajal University of Technology in the alliance.

Therefore, the Rozeshi family is not so much a military and political family, but rather an industrial capitalist. Rather than being an industrial capitalist, it is a bit like a technical family.

All in all, among the core friends of the Lion Heart Club in the past, Luo Zeshi was also the character closest to the setting of Big Tech.

"He had submitted the design draft before. I couldn't understand it very well, but I was shocked." Luo Zeshi shrugged: "However, Dr. Xie and Mr. Johnson are the experts, and they all agree with this design. I think this is epoch-making.”

Akinayama Hachiman pushed up his glasses, and once again sighed with an expressionless but resentful tone: "Psychics are so good! I can gain new insights just by walking through the subspace, and even expand the boundaries of knowledge in the secular sense. Really. That’s great!”

"You're not hiding it at all?" Luo Zeshi said angrily, and showed a smile with obvious malice: "Psychics are not cabbage. Among us, except for the Chairman, maybe only Zhengqing has some It has potential. The probability is already very high, okay?"

"Deng Zhengqing, has he actually awakened?"

"He was fighting against the rebels at the border of New Atlantis, and he met Master Hinata and Master Jin from the Spiritual Research Society by chance half a year ago. Both of them thought that Zhengqing had this potential. Of course, he himself didn't seem to have any at all. Don't care." Luo Zeshi shrugged.

Akinayama Hachiman felt that if he continued to discuss this issue, his pure and indifferent persona would definitely not be sustainable, so he quickly changed the topic: "So, can it be used?"

Luo Zeshi's expression also calmed down a little, and he nodded: "It is indeed usable. In addition to being used on roller machines, it can also be used on small rapid-fire artillery groups. Uncle Johnson and Dr. Song have already said it. From the drawings, it can be seen that , this one designed by Mr. Belmonte... Well, the Turon gear can actually be expanded into six models. Based on these, he can improve the three combat models of the continuous artillery group of the year. The only limit is the output. , this kind of part cannot be ground with a lathe, it can only be made by hand.”

"Haha, that's a good thing." Hachiman said with a smooth smile: "Doesn't this mean that as long as you have gloves and a hammer, you can rub the core parts of the gun crew by hand under any extreme conditions?"

Luo Zeshi looked at his friend, lowered his voice and said: "So, Hachiman, tell me the truth, what are you guarding against?"