Chapter 67 Transportation Exercise

"You listen carefully. I will only say it once, and I will never say it the second time."

"OK."

Fang Mingwei looked curiously at this mecha player who had just met for not long but was known as No.1 among the younger generation of the Kaili family. Dr. Kashu originally asked Schneider to teach him some basic training methods, but after Schneider and Zhang Runshui muttered for a long time, Zhang Runshui began to take charge of the coaching spike.

But what made Fang Mingwei feel strange was that Zhang Runshui was not in good spirits, especially the gaze that looked at him was faintly filled with complaints.

Although it is not very hostile, the feeling is quite strange, as if he owes him three million.

Of course, Fang Mingwei didn't know that because of his own relationship, Zhang Runshui lost more than three million.

However, with Zhang Runshui's guidance, Fang Mingwei had to admit that this young mecha had a good hand, and his mecha control level was extremely high, far from being comparable to Schneider. Even Fang Mingwei himself could not see his depth. The name of no.1 was indeed not an easy person.

Zhang Runshui manipulated his beloved mecha "Smurfs" to a place at the corner of the training ground.

The facilities here are extremely strange. Two groups of machines are placed in parallel. One group of machines has nothing on it, and some strange-shaped bubbles are constantly appearing on the other group of machines.

"Fang Mingwei, what do you think our mecha hands need to pay the most?" Although Zhang Runshui was full of resentment from Fang Mingwei, when he was a coach, he still tried his best.

Fang Mingwei thought about it carefully and said, "It should be super firepower, invincible defense and flexible mecha."

Zhang Runshui rolled his eyes and shouted fiercely: "No, Fang Mingwei, you'd better put all these thoughts aside as soon as possible."

"Why?"

"Because if you practice mechas with this mentality, you will never be able to make any progress."

"real?"

"Of course, for us mecha hands, the most important thing is not firepower and defense, but continuous basic training and a stable heart." Zhang Runshui said seriously: "Only by integrating the basic training movements into the bone marrow of mecha hands, they can make the most perfect and most suitable movements under any circumstances. Similarly, only by maintaining a truly stable heart can we make continuous progress and maximize our strength."

"I know, these Dr. Kashu have said it." Fang Mingwei controlled the White Crane and made a shrugging gesture, saying: "But I still think that for us mecha players, the only way to improve the quality of the mecha is to be the real king."

"Why do you think this way?"

"This... should be a feeling." Fang Mingwei hesitated for a moment and said.

For all the mecha players in the Earth Alliance, the mecha they used was already the best equipment in the second-level country. But Fang Mingwei was different. He had seen the memories of Ek and the Tianyi tribe, so he knew a lot of things that Schneider and others had never touched.

There is a huge gap in the scientific and technological level between countries of different civilization levels. In Fang Mingwei's eyes, whether it is the White Crane or the Smurf.

These two mechas representing the highest technological level of the Earth Alliance. If compared with the mechas in the fifth-level country that the Tianyi tribe remembers, they will be nothing.

Whether it is speed, protective armor, firepower, etc., the difference between the two is not just three levels.

Even though the Baihe's energy cannon was full of energy and luckily hit the opponent, this full-strength attack could not penetrate the protective armor of the fifth level mecha at all.

Similarly, compared with the speed of the fifth-level mecha, the maximum speed of the White Crane is like a child walking. If there is a conflict between the two sides, then they can't escape even if they want to.

After the gap in mecha's strength has reached such a big point, it is no longer possible for mecha's quality to make up for it.

Therefore, Fang Mingwei's ideas are very different from those of Zhang Runshui, Dr. Kashui and others.

Xiaomi, when you encounter a rifle and courage, you may be able to deal with it for a while when you encounter an airplane and cannon, but when you encounter an atomic bomb, you can only die.

Frowning, Zhang Runshui said, "Fang Mingwei, I don't know where your ideas come from, but since I am teaching you now, you must do what I ask, do you understand?"

"clear."

"Yeah, you're ready."

Zhang Runshui said, and suddenly turned around. The huge Smurfs came to the middle of the two machines lightly like a real elf. He pressed the switch, and the two machines started at the same time, rolling along a certain route like an assembly line.

The Smurf raised his robotic arm, picked up the bubbles from one machine lightly, and quickly put them down on another machine. This cycle continued, when Zhang Runshui moved all the bubbles from one machine to another machine, ten minutes had passed.

Standing up straight, Zhang Runshui said, "You try it."

The Baihe came to the middle of the machine. Fang Mingwei became curious and secretly manipulated the Baihe and picked up a bubble.

Unexpectedly, the force used by the robot was a little bit larger, and with a "puff" sound, the bubble suddenly shattered.

"Be careful, these bubbles are specially made. Even if an ordinary person uses a little effort, they can still burst." Zhang Runshui reminded.

Fang Mingwei looked at the strange-shaped bubbles in surprise, and then looked at Zhang Runshui, and was very impressed.

Since these special bubbles are so delicate, it is even more difficult to pick them up and put them down with a robot. However, Zhang Runshui's actions just now were like flowing water, without any force, and more than hundreds of bubbles did not break. Such excellent control ability is really terrifying.

"What you are training today is to practice carrying bubbles." Zhang Runshui pointed to the two machines and said, "The machine must keep running continuously, and your people must not stop."

"Are you moving around like this?" Fang Mingwei asked in surprise.

"Yes, this is training your ability to control the mecha, and it is the most important part of all basic training."

"Okay, then when will it stop?"

"Don't always think about stopping." Zhang Runshui said dissatisfiedly: "Let me say it again. This training is the best way to exercise mechas to control mechas. Live until you are old and learn until you are old. As long as you are still driving mechas for a day, you have to study for a day and cannot be interrupted."

Fang Mingwei's eyes turned from the row of various bubbles and said, "What do you mean, do I want to practice forever?"

"Of course, now, remember not to stop." Zhang Runshui pressed the switch for him and said, "I will call you when I have lunch. Before that, you should work hard. Be careful. If the bubbles are broken more than half, then you are not allowed to eat at noon."

Watching Zhang Runshui leave, Fang Mingwei sighed helplessly and gave Ek's soul an order to move bubbles.

These bubbles are indeed specially made, and it is not easy to grab them.

If the force is used lightly, these bubbles will slide away from your hands, but if the force is used a little more, the only consequence of the bubble will be to burst on the spot.

If Fang Mingwei manipulated the White Crane himself, then after one trip, he could keep the single-digit bubbles from shattering, it would be a great event blessed by his ancestors.

But now it is different. Ek's soul's command ability is definitely not comparable to that of the rookie Fang Mingwei. Under his control, the two mechanical arms of the White Crane were flying up and down. It took only eight minutes to replace all the bubbles onto another machine.

After a trip, Fang Mingwei looked around and stood alone.

I originally wanted to hand in the job, but now I can't see it. If Schneider was still there, then Fang Mingwei would definitely go back, but after changing to an instructor, he was a little worried.

After thinking about it, Fang Mingwei finally decided to stay here to play with the bubble bar.

However, the training to move bubbles like this is actually boring, and this is even more so for Fang Mingwei, who only needs to provide spiritual strength.

Half an hour later, Fang Mingwei gradually became impatient. He looked at the fast moving pair of robotic arms of the Baihe Rouge and suddenly thought that if this mecha could act on its own, no one would need to provide spiritual strength.

This thought flashed through his mind like lightning.

Baihe's movements suddenly stopped, and the bubble in his hand shattered instantly.

Fang Mingwei stared at the cockpit in a daze, and countless thoughts surged in his heart, making his face flushed with excitement. Yes, why didn’t he think of it before? Letting the mecha act on its own is actually a very good idea.

If it were someone else, even if you had this idea, you would be powerless. Although smart computers are becoming more and more advanced, they still cannot surpass humans.

In countless science fiction films, robots betray humans have never happened. Although Fang Mingwei did not know whether there was mechanical life in that vast universe, he was sure that at least there was no such thing as a fifth-level country.

As for the Earth Alliance, in addition to some automatic weapons and automatic production lines, most machinery still needs to be manipulated by humans.

For example, a mecha, no matter how advanced a mecha is, if it lacks a driver, it is a lump of steel that cannot move. It will have no use except for taking up a little larger area.

But Fang Mingwei was different, because it was not him who really controlled the mecha, but Ek's soul and sensor consciousness in his mind. He just provided a little spiritual power.

If there is any energy that can replace his spiritual power, then wouldn't this mecha be automatically controlled?
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