Super Gene Optimization Fluid (Super Gene Optimization Solution)

The engine is one of the core components of a spacecraft. It is like the heart of the human body. Without a healthy heart, it is impossible to maintain the high-intensity operation of the body. (Baidu search)

The components used in the repair of this naval version of the Kitty Hawk-class frigate were configured to the highest standards, and the engine was no exception.

The Black Snake 130 engine is from one of the few top accessories manufacturers in the alliance, the Dark Sky Snake Company. The conventional frigate engine can generate a maximum thrust of one hundred standard units, while the Black Snake 130 engine can optimize the energy system and mechanical structure. Produces 130 standard thrusts, 30 percent more than a frigate's conventional engine.

With the development of science and technology, many technologies have been brought to the extreme, and it takes a very high price to improve even a little bit of performance.

Although the performance of the Black Snake 130 engine is only 30% higher than that of conventional engines, the technical difficulty involved is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

It is said that in order to increase the power of the engine, the Dark Serpent Company made more than 10,000 improvements on the basis of the conventional engine, and it took more than a hundred years to design this top-level engine.

It is precisely because the manufacturing process of these top-of-the-line equipment is extremely complex that the output is very low, and it is rarely available in the market. Even if one or two Black Snake engines are occasionally sold, the price is far higher than the regular model.

All the top manufacturers have a convention that the products they produce first take care of those privileged classes in the universe before they are sold to the common people.

Xia Fei knew very well what it meant to miss a top engine, he was silent for a while, then said with a smile: "Uncle Potter, you don't have to be too discouraged, we can think of a way about the engine, the universe is so big, I I can't believe you can't even buy a top engine."

Potter nodded silently, and walked with Xia Fei towards the way he came.

On the way back, the atmosphere was a little heavy. Xia Fei kept thinking about the old K. Xia Fei didn't know this person, and he didn't want to know him, but this stranger interfered with Xia Fei's spaceship assembly plan, which made Xia Fei feel a little uncomfortable. happy.

The parts ordered by Potter were continuously shipped to the factory through various interstellar express companies. These parts were not enough to assemble the spacecraft. The missing parts required the factory design room to design a 3D model and then send it to a high-precision automatic machine tool. , for parts processing.

Although this method can machine the missing parts, it is not very efficient, because each part needs to spend a lot of time to redesign, and the progress is slow.

The person in charge of the design room was a distant niece of old Potter, Lina, a black girl in her twenties, with thick eyes and a meticulous attitude. Old Potter stayed in the design room all day and night. Work with this girl on the design of parts.

Xia Fei carried the multi-purpose pliers to repair the battleship together with Boten. One month passed quickly, and Xia Fei had grown from a novice who knew nothing about battleships to a qualified repairman.

He works fifteen hours a day, eats the same meals as the workers, and occasionally gets together to drink two glasses of spirits. No matter how hard or tiring the work is, Xia Fei has never complained.

At night when everyone else was resting, Xia Fei had to spend six hours on his own training, and occasionally to satisfy Avril's curiosity, chat with her, talk about the progress of the project, and listen to her complain about her music. Teacher or art teacher, every day is busy and fulfilling.

Soon, the workers headed by Bo Teng fell in love with Xia Fei. They often gave Xia Fei some local snacks. Xia Fei also shared the cigarettes and tea he brought with these workers.

Everyone liked the tea, but when they mentioned cigarettes, the workers began to shake their heads. They didn't understand the meaning of inhaling such a pungent substance into their lungs. Smoking a fragrant cigarette, everyone laughed and said that Xia Fei was spending money to find guilt.

Xia Fei could only smile and ignore their laughter.

I have to say that this group of workers trained by Old Porter are all maintenance elites. Everyone has their own special skills. Some specialize in repairing circuit systems, and some specialize in air filtration systems.

In addition to the daily maintenance work, Xia Fei added another task, which is to learn their special skills from different people.

As the maintenance knowledge in his head continued to increase, Xia Fei also began to try to raise his own questions and implement some of his own ideas.

The maintenance work is slow and boring, but Xia Fei has been making rapid progress, especially some of his fantastic ideas, many of which even old Potter will be full of praise.

In recent days, the supply of spare parts has not been able to keep up with the maintenance progress. I often work for an hour and rest for an hour. Every new spare part is busy for a while. After the installation is completed, I have to rest until the new spare parts are installed. is produced.

Looking at the increasingly anxious old Potter, Xia Fei didn't say a word. He never even asked about the progress of the parts manufacturing, because he knew that Potter had done his best to repair the ship. .

No matter how difficult these parts are, they can always be manufactured. It is nothing more than a question of how fast the progress is. Before Xia Fei's eyes, there is a more realistic and important issue, the engine.

During this time, Xia Fei often searched for suitable engines on the Star Network. He even spent 10 million Star Coins to raise his Star Network account level to access three nearby star domains.

It is a pity that the number of top-level engines on the market is scarce, and even if there are, they must be given priority to those so-called bigwigs. Xia Fei would never come to buy them. Occasionally encountering a few top-level engines is not suitable, and cannot be assembled on the spacecraft.

At the beginning of the design of this spaceship, Xia Fei made up his mind to improve all its performance to the top level. If you can't buy a suitable engine, it will be like a sprinter missing a leg, which will greatly affect the performance. A drag on the overall performance of the battleship.

For more than a month, Mr. K has not bothered to look for Potter again, but there are often some fighter planes flying by inexplicable ultra-low altitudes near the factory. The factory building rumbled with huge noise and airflow disturbance. There was even a fighter plane brought up. The strong wind knocked down a battleship in the factory area, and the workers took great pains to get it back up again.

There were also some burly men staring at the factory area, Xia Fei had encountered these people several times during night training, but Xia Fei had been holding back and did not make a move.

Don't look at everyone working and laughing as usual, but everyone knows that a storm is about to come, and everyone's heart is suppressed.

This morning, Xia Fei got up from the bed as usual, simply washed his face and carried the universal pliers to the workshop, ready to start the day's work.

At the entrance of the factory building, Bo Teng sat alone on the ground, looking helpless.

Xia Fei walked up with a smile and asked, "What? Did you quarrel with your wife again?"

Bo Teng shook his head heavily, "Everyone didn't come to work today. In the past, this meeting should have started."

Xia Fei was slightly startled, and looked at the time display on the ultra-micro computer on his wrist. It was a little late to chat with Avril last night, so today he got up at the right time to go to work.

The old Potter's workers all have a strong sense of time. They start work at least 15 minutes earlier every day, and they should be busy at this time.

Lighting a cigarette, Xia Fei sat beside Potter and looked up at the thick black clouds in the sky, "Does Uncle Potter know?"

Boten nodded silently without speaking.

Glancing around, Xia Fei found that there seemed to be a person far away in the northwest corner of the factory, monitoring the situation in the factory with the equipment in his hand.

"Humph!" Xia Fei snorted coldly, stood up and patted Bo Teng on the shoulder, "Someone is watching us, we are still working as usual, otherwise people will think we are afraid of them."

Boten suddenly stood up from the ground with a serious look on his face, "You're right, the more they want to see our jokes, the more we have to persevere."

Picking up the tools silently, Xia Fei and Bo Teng started their day's work.

The original workload of nine people is now only done by two people, and the pressure on Xia Fei and Bo Teng can be imagined.

But instead of being overwhelmed, they worked extra hard and sweated.

Old Potter had come out of the design studio twice, and seeing Xia Fei and Bo Teng working hard and sweating profusely, Potter sighed and shook his head and went back, walking heavily.

At noon, Xia Fei and Bo Teng sat on the ground with their lunch boxes in their hands, and ate their lunch in large gulps.

The whole morning of high-intensity work made them so tired that they didn't even want to talk. After all, the energy of two people is limited, and even if they worked hard, they only completed half of their usual progress.

In the sky, a khaki-colored shuttle hurriedly landed in the factory area. Schneider, who was in charge of the circuit, got off the shuttle in a panic and trotted all the way to the factory.

"Where's Uncle Potter?" Schneider asked hastily.

Boten gave Schneider a fierce look, and continued to eat his lunch with his head down, as if to blame him.

Schneider lowered his head sadly, ashamed.

Xia Fei smiled slightly, put down the lunch box and walked to Schneider, "Uncle Potter is in the design studio as usual, have you eaten lunch yet?"

At this time, Schneider lowered his head and shouted behind Xia Fei, "Uncle Potter."

Xia Fei turned his head to take a look, and saw Old Potter standing behind him.

"I...I..." Schneider choked for a long time, unable to speak, he just wanted to cry.

Old Potter took out a stack of envelopes from his pocket and handed it to Schneider. His calloused palm patted his head twice, as if he was patting his own child.

"This is your salary and bonus. It's not difficult to find a job in another factory with your craftsmanship. You haven't earned much money with me all these years. I'll pay you three more months' salary, even if it's to compensate you. "Old Potter said melancholy.

"No, no, no, I'm not here to ask for wages, I just feel that I have followed you for so many years, and I have to tell you when I'm leaving, otherwise I won't forgive myself." Schneider cried while saying that. Get up, like a wronged child.

Old Potter shoved the envelope containing the salary into Schneider's hands, turned around and walked towards the design room.

Pfft!

Schneider knelt on the ground, slapped his face with both hands, and soon his face was swollen.

Xia Fei wanted to dissuade him, but he endured it again. At this time, Schneider needed to vent, otherwise his heart would definitely suffer.

"Uncle Potter! We can't stand it anymore! They, their means..." Schneider burst into tears, "I'm sorry for you! I'm a bastard! I'm not human!"

Old Potter stopped suddenly, and said in a trembling voice: "I know, I know, you don't have to blame yourself, go."

Schneider beat himself like a madman, blood kept pouring out of his mouth, stood up and left in despair.

Boten watched the rickety khaki shuttle vanish to the end in the sky, spit out a mouthful of spit and said, "I wish you a happy work in Lao K's factory."

Xia Fei lit a cigarette, frowned and said, "Bo Teng, why don't you leave?"

Bo Teng gritted his teeth and said firmly: "I will not leave Master."

Suddenly, the old-fashioned phone in Boton's pocket made a beeping sound. Boton took out the phone, glanced at it, stood up and said, "I'll go take a call."

He took the phone and walked towards the corner of the factory, Xia Fei thought about it, and followed him quietly using the method of restraining his breath.

There was a woman's voice on the phone, it should be Boten's wife, at this moment she was a little hysterical, shouting frantically at Boten on the other end of the phone.

Boten stood there silently, like a piece of wood, letting her wife cry and scold, but he still didn't move, didn't say a word.

Xia Fei didn't know what kind of pressure this dull man was under at the moment, but Bo Teng's next words deeply touched Xia Fei.

"For a divorce, send the formalities to the factory for me to sign." Bo Teng said in a hoarse voice: "No matter what happens, I will not leave the master."

After speaking, Boten hung up the phone, grabbed his hair with both hands in pain, and let out a low whine.

After a long time, Bo Teng stood up, tidied up his clothes, took a few deep breaths, and walked towards the factory building with red eyes.

It has become clear by now that this man named Lao K is putting constant pressure on the employees of these factories in order to get what Porter has in his hands.

During this period of time, although these workers said nothing on the surface, they were all silently enduring.

When the pressure was getting bigger and bigger and unbearable, some people chose to give in, and a man as firm as a rock like Boten had to tear up and break his arm.

The factory, which was still lively, is now empty. Only Bo Teng, Old Potter, Song San, a lame cook, Lina from the design studio, and Xia Fei are left.

Coupled with an old dog, Xingxing, who guards the gate, Xingxing is too old to walk, and most of the hair on his body has fallen off. He lies on the ground all day in the sun, does not eat or drink, and it will go away soon.

Xia Fei leaned against a battleship, smoked several cigarettes in a row, and thought quickly.

Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stomping it out, Xia Fei pressed the communication button on the supercomputer.

"Sonny, I need you to do something." Xia Fei said coldly. ! (apex novel hand-played novel)