Holden's Freedom Soldier Shop.

Lin Ke went to the steel pile next to him and took out a half-meter-long steel plate and threw it to Zhang Yuan: "Build a balanced crankshaft, which is used by the Elf Shooter, and it is available in the standard parts parameters printer. You can start now, I'll show you it's done within 20 minutes."

Zhang Yuan took the material, weighed the weight, and compared the information about the elf snatcher balancing crankshaft in his memory, and threw the steel plate back: "There are too many, I'll use those scraps."

Lin Ke curled his lips: "Whatever you want."

Zhang Yuan walked to the corner where the scraps were piled, found a few pieces of scraps, weighed them, and walked towards the material cleaning machine beside him.

Lin Ke looked at it and his eyebrows stood up: "Hey, can you? This is not enough. Spilling is necessary, otherwise the temperature will be uneven!"

Horton shivered when he heard this, and hurriedly instructed: "Zhang Yuan, be careful, I haven't paid off the loan for buying a printer yet."

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I've really broken it. I'll give you a free job for one year."

"Chi~" A low laugh came from the side. It was the blonde Derek, and the third young man with black hair had not made any noise. In fact, except for the first glance at Zhang Yuan, he was busy with what he had at hand and was very focused.

Soon, the steel was cleaned, and Zhang Yuan skillfully opened the electromagnetic furnace beside him, and at the same time silently said in his heart: "Open: the heart of machinery."

The first time I operate a strange machine, using the heart of a mechanical person can ensure quick start. There is no need to do it after being proficient.

One second later, Zhang Yuan felt his head tremble slightly, becoming unprecedentedly clear, and his five senses became extremely sensitive. His expression became focused and his whole body entered it.

Melt the materials, add printing aids, stir evenly, and mix the printing materials. Zhang Yuan was drying in an orderly manner. He did every process without any sloppy, because each process would affect the quality of the final product.

Holden, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhang Yuan like this, and he let down most of his heart that had been holding. He asked Lin Ke softly: "How are you looking?"

At this time, Lin Ke no longer looked down upon her before: "The technique is very skilled and there is no big problem, it should be reliable."

Holden breathed a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Zhang Yuan had poured the printing material into the printer and at the same time adjusted the crankshaft printing parameters. After looking at the parameters on the screen, Zhang Yuan frowned slightly. These parameters were fine, but he sensitively found that if he printed according to this standard parameter, he could print a qualified crankshaft, but it was still a long way from perfection.

The reason is very simple, the parameters have not changed, but this lightning printer is too old and has many deviations in performance. The parameters must be fine-tuned to correct them.

Zhang Yuan was about to modify the parameters, but suddenly Yu Linglong's words came out of his mind: "In this barbaric land, you must have the ability, but you must also learn to hide your weaknesses."

Hiding the cramp, this is the way to survive in the barbaric land. With the help of the mechanical heart, he was able to use this lightning to print out truly perfect parts, but this would bring him unpredictable consequences.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuan forced himself to suppress the urge to pursue perfection, and did not adjust the parameters, and started printing directly.

However, although the parameters were not adjusted, Zhang Yuan adjusted the printing process in real time. This time, he set the printing target on excellent quality.

As time passed, the crankshaft gradually took shape on the printer, and Lin Ke's attitude changed from initial contempt to concentration. His previous dissatisfaction had long disappeared. She even learned a lot from Zhang Yuan's printing techniques.

The smile on Old Horton's face became stronger and stronger. He felt that he had picked up a treasure this time.

After 18 minutes, the crankshaft was formed and after the machine was cooled down, Lin Kexiao jogged over, picked up the micro detector in his hand, and scanned the crankshaft for a while.

‘Didi~Level 1 product.’ The detector quickly rang out the results.

Level 1 is excellent, Level 2 is qualified, Level 3 is a defective product, and now it is Level 1, so Zhang Yuan's crankshaft is naturally qualified.

Lin Ke spread his hands to Horton and said, "Uncle, this guy is better than me."

"Haha, OK, it's so good." Holden laughed and walked up to Zhang Yuan and said, "Zhang Yuan, I will work with me in the future. The monthly salary is 1,500 star shields. For every time you sell one, you will get a 60% net profit, just like them."

Star Shield, the hard currency of the place where the starlight shines, is like the gold of the earth. The physical object of Star Shield is a coin-shaped spiritual crystal, and each unit of Star Shield contains the pure spirit of about one hundred thousandth of a standard unit.

In the physical star shield, according to the pure spirit contained in it, it will present different colors, including the white star shield worth 0.1, the yellow star shield worth 1, the green star shield worth 5, etc. The highest value is the purple star shield, which is equivalent to 100 white star shields.

In Dalimon City, an ordinary person's normal expenses per day will be quite good if he reaches 10 star shields, so a 60% commission of 1,500 star shields a month is already a high salary.

However, Zhang Yuan had no requirements for these things. His purpose of coming to the Starlight Land was very clear, which was to find the technology to build a mental field controller (rhodium magnetic engine). Now working as a Freedom Warrior is just the first step to integrate into the Om Empire. Naturally, he would not care about wages.

"Uncle, I'm fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Derek spoke: "Horton, I have a problem! When I came, I made me three

Monthly apprenticeship, why does this kid get a formal salary as soon as he comes? This is unfair."

Holden frowned, and before he could speak, Lin Ke on the side laughed and said, "Come on, Derek, you had a very good hand when you first came, this is different."

Derek sneered: "Yes, it's hand-made, but what about a month later? The mecha parts I made in a month are basically qualified. Why didn't Holden raise money for me?"

He happened to have made a part, and while talking, he wiped the stains stained on his hands, and looked like he would not give up without asking for advice.

Horton was not a bully, and glared at him and said angrily: "Derick, you asked me to give you some food, but now you have learned some skills. Your wings are hard, right?"

"I just requested that either make up for the money or I would leave."

""Horton stopped talking, he stared at Derek, trying to see clearly what he was thinking. Derek looked at Holden at the beginning, and a few seconds later, he turned his gaze unnaturally.

Seeing this, Holden didn't understand what was going on. He let out a sigh and asked, "What price did Mike give you?"

He understood that Zhang Yuan's incident was just an excuse, and Mike's poaching was true. In fact, in the past two months, Mike has poached four technicians from him, otherwise he would not have had 3 printers left.

Having said that, Derek no longer conceals: "The 80% profit commission is given, he has a lot of business and many types of mechas that he can build. In his place, I can learn more."

"Yes, his machine is new, and he can build elite mechas, and he has a lot of business. He really makes more money than mine. You go, I will pay you this month's wages soon." Horton looked desolate.

"No need." Derek waved his hand and strode out of the Freedom Warrior Workshop. After leaving the store, he turned around and entered the mecha repair shop next door.

Holden was a little discouraged: "Who else you want to leave? Tell me."

Lin Ke spread his hands: "Uncle, don't worry, I won't leave anyway. My dad is going, I'm the only elder like you."

Zhang Yuan said, "I will keep it too."

The young black-haired man who had never spoken was done just enough to complete a part. He took off his apron and wiped the stains on his hands: "Horton, Mike actually found me too. I originally wanted to get this elf snatcher off before leaving, but now that I have said I will not stay here, and the wages are not enough."

Holden waved his hand: "Let's go."

The young black-haired man turned around and left, and went outside the door. After turning around, he also went to Mike's store.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Yuan and Lin Ke were left in the warehouse. Horton smiled bitterly and said to Zhang Yuan: "Young man, I'll let you laugh at me."

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "It's nothing, people are walking to a high place."

Lin Ke looked angry: "Hmph, they are just ungrateful wolves who are not familiar with. They were pitiful when they came in. Now we are in need of manpower, so we didn't even say hello and left suddenly. It's really hateful!"

She turned to Horton and said, "I'm blind, I only use 6 printers for two people. This is not available. You have to find someone quickly, otherwise the elf saber in the sky cannot deliver it. It's time to increase the division of things, otherwise Zhang Yuan can't keep it."

Although Lin Ke's tone was not good and a little domineering, Horton was not angry at all. He kept saying, "Okay, okay, I'll go find someone now!"

He turned around and went to find someone.

There were only two people left in the warehouse. Lin Ke said to Zhang Yuan: "This elf snatcher's completion is only 30%. The customer is coming to pick up the goods at 12 noon the day after tomorrow. We have to hurry up."

Zhang Yuan nodded, and he circled around the elf archer and asked, "Do you have all three major items such as engine, main control brain, and energy core?"

Lin Ke gave Zhang Yuan a blank look: "You think too much, we can't build the whole machine, we only build the mecha frame."

"Oh" Zhang Yuan found that he overestimated the level of a small workshop like the Freedom Warrior.

He opened his heart of machinery again, looked around the semi-finished elf archer in the center of the warehouse for a careful look, and then said: "Many of the parts in this mecha are level 2 products. Even if all the ones we use later are level 1 products, the internal power transmission efficiency of the mecha will not exceed 82%. This mecha is very average, very average."

After hearing this, Lin Ke gave Zhang Yuan a blank look: "I know that it is a big deal. It is very good to be able to assemble elf shooters with such old printers. How can we make excellent products?"

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "Otherwise, the store's business was not good. If you continue to live like this, you will only be defeated by other mecha shops. Now that you have an order for a mecha, you should keep improving and make an exit mark."

Lin Ke put his hands on his hips and sneered: "I'm not old and have a big tone. I'm right, but can you do it? We have only 46 hours in full swing."

"I can." Zhang Yuan nodded seriously.

"Can you show me!"

Zhang Yuan walked to the holographic screen of the elf saber drawing, picked up a laser pen and quickly listed 26 mechanical equations on the screen, and then started to calculate quickly. After 3 minutes, he obtained 26 parameters.

He turned his head to look at Lin Ke who was stunned and said, "Our lightning printer is too old, and it is absolutely not enough to use standard parameters to create parts. It must be fine-tuned. For example, the universal joint bearing of the core component of the mecha is printed with my parameter. It must be a level 1 product. If the pre- and post-processing process is controlled, it is not impossible to achieve the perfect product."

Lin Ke looked at the equations on the screen that were like the Heavenly Book, then looked at Zhang Yuan, who looked calm, and swallowed his saliva in his heart.

She is just an ordinary technician. She can only print parts step by step according to the script and adjust the printing parameters. In her opinion, it is something that only those noble engineers can do. The young man in front of her is able to do this. She admires it so much that she has never had the contempt before, and her previous contempt disappeared at all.

"Really can it?" Lin Ke asked, the arrogance just now had no trace.

"Start now, there should be no problem not resting tonight." Zhang Yuan opened the crane and moved the elf archer who had been assembled aside, then turned to Lin Ke and said, "Come on, let's fight for Uncle Horton."
Chapter completed!