The strongest brain in the universe

Just do what you say, assembling a mecha should not be much different from assembling a model... Well, well, the difference is really big.

Jiang Hui looked at the spare parts all over the floor, even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help feeling frustrated.

Alas, this is already the seventh time.

After a lot of hard work, constant grinding, and various adjustments, she thought to herself that it should be almost the same this time, but in the end, the prototype was displayed all at once, and the virtual image that was barely erected could not even last for a moment.

So it's the wrong way? Jiang Hui patted her head in frustration, flipping through the book she had referenced earlier.

Of course, this book is not a very advanced reference material, and many parts that involve details are very simple, and the home page of the book is more about guidelines and large-scale steps. But this is already the most detailed reference book she can get on the market, and she also relied on this kind of book to assemble the mecha model before.

Well, she also knows that she is really arrogant. After assembling a few models, she dares to try to install a mecha... She will be laughed to death if she says it.

But she was not reconciled, and there was a saying that "one pass can lead to hundreds of paths", which was a bit exaggerated but not without reason. Although she feels that she is not the kind of genius who can understand a hundred things, she can still get a little bit of inference by drawing inferences from one instance.

What Jiang Hui chose to attack this time was a knuckle of a humanoid mecha. She thought that its shape and structure were similar to human beings, it was easier to understand, and the size was suitable, so she thought about taking it out and trying it out.

For this reason, she disassembled six or seven humanoid mecha knuckles of different sizes and models, studied them one by one from the aspects of internal structure, external lines, functional links, and construction materials, and then tried to assemble them.

It is said that these "templates" selected by Jiang Hui are all close to the 1:1 comparison structure. In the end, a complete knuckle was used for the final assembly of the experiment, which was disassembled piece by piece before assembly.

It turned out that she had been pretending for more than a day but couldn't make it, and she couldn't even pretend the general shape.

Obviously, every time a prototype is formed, it becomes a pile of scattered materials as soon as the hands are loosened at the end, and it is the kind that even the strong crystal colloid can't stick on. This made Jiang Hui seriously doubt her ability... Is there such a big difference between the model and the real thing? Well, it must be a lot worse.

But you better not disperse so thoroughly. Jiang Hui squatted on the ground and picked up a piece of nail. The movable interface with which it was embedded with porcelain just now had completely fallen off and fell half a meter away.

Hundreds of parts fell apart at once, and none of them were connected. Really, why didn't they have such a tacit understanding when they got together just now, but they did have a tacit understanding when they broke up.

Jiang Hui sighed, paused with her fingertips, and closed her palms instead, intending to put away the things for now, and wait until she returns to school to find more detailed assembly materials. Otherwise, she was really afraid that if she pretended like this, she would be so angry.

"Boom, boom, boom—" There was a dull knock on the door. Jiang Hui thought it was Zhou's staff delivering the food again, and wondered why they came so early since dinner was a while away... Just as she was about to find the remote control to open the door, a familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Student Jiang."

Isn't this Zhou Xiuwen? Why is he here?

Jiang Hui didn't think too much about it, so she quickly jumped up and opened the door.

As soon as Zhou Xiuwen entered the door, he saw Jiang Hui sitting on the ground with a basket of unknown metal objects next to him. He was still pulling the last pile in his hand, and then quickly threw it back into the basket.

He finally knew where the "jingling" sound coming from the other party's room just now came from.

"Are you... putting on a mecha?" Zhou Xiuwen has been fascinated by it since he was a child. Although he himself has piloted a mecha only a handful of times, he lacks interest and talent in it, let alone combat ability. But he is indeed more knowledgeable than many of his peers in Interstellar, and he can tell at a glance that these are all mecha parts.

Jiang Hui nodded as if he didn't care much, took Zhou Xiuwen to the table and sat down, not caring about the things on the ground.

Armor? Did he remember correctly? He still clearly remembered that Jiang Hui, Clarence, and Hillman were all students of the Combat Individual Department. Do individual soldiers still have to do this kind of mission now? Zhou Xiuwen couldn't help thinking in doubt.

The other party probably felt strange at the moment, how could a student of the combat unilateral department think about researching and assembling mechas in private. Jiang Hui knew what Zhou Xiuwen was hesitating at the moment without even asking.

"It's just learning in ignorance, it doesn't make sense." Then Jiang Hui seemed a little amused and said: "I said it before, in fact, I never thought about entering the combat individual department before. I applied to this school and didn't pay attention to the follow-up. All the way in, I was automatically taken into the Combat Individual Department. When I realized that I needed to change it, the school had already entered the student status, and had already assigned majors and classes. If I want to change majors, I can only wait until next year. "

"Later, I came into contact with mechas by accident, and I was very interested. I wondered if I could get in touch with it. After all, there is still such a long time until the end of the secondary education school year. No one dares to say that they can survive in this major. Learn more It doesn't matter."

Besides, even if she really wanted to join the army in the future and become a private soldier, it would not be a loss for her to learn more about mechas.

Zhou Xiuwen slightly widened his eyes. In his eyes, Jiang Hui, who was so powerful and nimble, turned out to be not so sure about his current major. Although this is understandable, it feels like a huge contrast to Jiang Hui, a classmate he has known these days.

He didn't know what to say for a while, and he said after a long time: "That, that's also very good, I..." The other party seemed to want to say something, but he swallowed the words and changed the subject. Said: "I seem to have some basic books for mecha masters to get started. They were given to me by the elders in the capital. It is useless to keep them. If you need them, I will go and get them for you."

Jiang Hui considerately didn't ask what the other person swallowed, just pretended not to know. When she heard that Zhou Xiuwen had a suitable basic book, she immediately became interested, and said "need" in a blunt manner. What she lacks most now is this kind of book.

To be honest, she is simply figuring things out blindly now, and she doesn't talk about the Basic Law at all. This feeling of crossing a river blindfolded was so bad that she didn't even know if she was on the river or not. Jiang Hui was also afraid that he would end up messing around and cause some problems, so he couldn't help becoming anxious.

She is unwilling to give up... It is definitely not possible to continue like this. It seems that she really has to follow the orthodox courses, otherwise she will never even think about stepping into the threshold for the rest of her life.