Chapter 572

"Instructor, can I get Armor now? I can't wait to see brother t!"

In the habitat area of the Southern Cross central space station, Tong Ling is shaking the instructor's arm and asking questions one after another.

At present, the transport ship is undergoing technical transformation in the Southern Cross Central shipyard.

Another major technological innovation took place this month. Some new equipment for sub space stacking and super curved flight stability control will be installed on the transport ship.

Therefore, the rest time is expected to be extended by one month to four months.

Some people are happy and some are lost when she can go to the battlefield a month later, but Tong Ling doesn't care about these at all. She is only thinking about meeting brother t.

She has been waiting in the habitat for three days. The instructor only said that the situation of T100 was special and had to be patient.

Others' sky X3 is standard armor, which only needs to be debugged once when leaving the factory.

However, as a special new armor, T100 has to undergo complex reliability demonstration and additional debugging before being handed over to the pilot.

Now the pilot she takes over is Tong Ling, a 12-year-old girl. Of course, she should be more cautious.

The information in the intelligent warfare equipment database is extremely huge.

When programming the preset program entered by the pilot, the amount of information to be transmitted is not small. It is impossible to use keyboard or voice input. The pilot can only be directly connected with the nerve of the armor system, and enough information can be transmitted in a short time through thinking resonance.

Every direct nerve connection will have a great impact on the pilot's spirit.

There is a very important parameter in neural direct connection, which is related to the stability of the link and the information transmission rate. It is the degree of coordination.

When linking, if the pilot's mental state is slightly poor, his attention is slightly lax, or his level is unstable, resulting in a sharp drop in coordination, he may collapse on the spot and become a vegetable.

Such pilots are often referred to as crushers.

The consciousness of the crusher will be involved in the armored intelligent system, and then torn into pieces, which will become meaningless redundant information in the intelligent system, and will be crushed in the next system self-test.

These data have no value to be collected. They can not be reconstructed into personality, nor can they analyze any available resources. Even the professional skills of the crusher pilot can not be extracted.

Of course, the student can pass the examination, obtain a professional license and graduate smoothly from the pilot college, which shows that the student has comprehensive quality in all aspects, and the probability of becoming a breaker is small.

However, Tong Ling's situation is special and needs to be treated with caution.

Time passed day by day, and half a month passed unconsciously. Tong Ling waited for the news of T100.

Her mood slowly cooled down from her anxiety at the beginning. She became not anxious and impatient. She reopened the manual of T100 and reviewed the old and learned the new page by page from beginning to end.

Tong Ling didn't know that her every move these days was under the eyes of the jury.

If she continues to be so impatient, she may really miss the T100.

On this day, Tong Ling finally got what she wanted.

She passed the observation and assessment and was taken to the confidential warehouse of the southern cross center by the instructor.

Instructor input verification, the sealed chamber makes a rumbling sound and opens slowly.

The whole body is dark, and the T100 with a light glow under the light slowly emerges in front of Tong Ling.

"From today on, it's yours. I hope you can control it."

The instructor said with a little enthusiasm.

He knew how thrilling the two-week final review was.

Tong Ling didn't realize it. She just stared at the huge armor.

The feeling of being watched is becoming clearer and clearer.

She even vaguely felt that standing opposite her was not a pair of intelligent weapons, but a person.

"Thank you, instructor. I see."

"Don't thank me."

The instructor took a deep breath and asked, "do you want to take a break and test your coordination?"

"Don't rest. I'm in good shape now. Start now."

"OK?"

"Sure and sure!"

Looking at the happy appearance of the little girl, the instructor was inexplicably infected by her, "good!"

He also imitated Tong Ling's tone and said loudly.

With the operation of the instructor, a round hole with a diameter of 0.5m is opened at the chest of T100, and then a rope like connecting line extends from the inside to a height of 0.8m from the ground.

At the end of the connecting line is a metal plate with colorful light like soap bubbles in the sun.

Of course, these lights are not just for visual beauty.

Each different color changes alternately, which is a manifestation that the system is releasing energy surge similar to the quantum storm of the human brain.

"Do you remember the operation process?"

The instructor asked.

Tong Ling nodded, "remember."

"OK, let's start."

With her eyes closed, Tong Ling slowly put the palm of her right hand on it.

The color light turned into essence and spread up along Tong Ling's palm until the back of her hand fell into it.

A painful expression began to appear on her face.

This is the natural reaction of a person's palm when it is penetrated by energy, indicating that her mind is beginning to link with the T100 system.

The instructor hung his heart in his throat.

Although he did not believe in the gods and Buddhas, he prayed silently in his heart, blessed by the sages, and hoped that nothing would happen to Tong Ling. It was best to test the coordination degree for the first time to exceed 50%.

About five minutes later, information began to appear in the blank projection in front of the instructor.

"Coordination degree: 51.56%."

The instructor clenched his fist with his right hand and almost wanted to roar up to the sky.

You bet right!

Tong Ling's first test exceeded the previous record.

I feel right!

He giggled as if he had seen what he looked like when he was decorated by the general when he was promoted.

But in Tong Ling's thinking space, she fell into inexplicable trouble.

The situation is not as good as the instructor looks.

The intellectual brain system of T100 is very manic, like a violent storm.

No matter how focused she is, she can't find the virtual input port that should have appeared easily.

She was lost and trapped.

……

At the far end, Chen Feng also frowned.

He did not expect that the little girl's system coordination with T100 was so high that she directly entered the full immersion mode of thinking as soon as she was connected for the first time.

This should have been the depth mode that can only be opened by skilled pilots and armor with "mutual knowledge" for a long time. Unexpectedly, it was triggered automatically.

Chen Fengguang has tried his best just to communicate across a long distance.

Now in this narrow space, another person's complete consciousness is broken into, and then it will completely disperse, and he has no choice.

He couldn't grasp each other's thinking.

It feels like a thick layer of frosted glass between two people who should have known each other.

Each other can see each other's shadow, but they don't know who the other is, they can't pass on their voice, and they can't talk.

"Stars, what should I do now? Can I force the power off?"

Chen Feng asked.

The stars shrugged. "I'm afraid not. She has to wait until she finds a way out of the maze and pull out your shadow. Otherwise, she will directly become a breaker."

"It's a little difficult. It's a pity that it's rare to have a person with more than 50% coordination."

Chen Feng sighed.