Daughter-in-law final assembly omega [Interstellar]

The only thing that was quiet in the classroom was the sound of Tang Fei's clothes rubbing against each other when he was moving. Tang Fei glanced at the students and stayed at Artis for two seconds.

In order to convince Artis that this was a coincidence, Tang Fei did not say in advance that he would be his teacher. He thought he would see the other party's expression of surprise or joy at this time, but Artis's face was worried.

"I just consumed a lot of mental energy and should have a good rest. Brother Tang really doesn't care about his body," Artis worried in his heart, and he cared about Tang Fei more than anything else in his mind.

Artis's thoughts were written all over his face, and Tang Fei understood at a glance. His heart warmed up, and he calmly cast a look of no worries.

The spiritual power of the two had already been fused together, and after a few treatments, Artis understood Tang Fei's meaning without any effort. Tang Fei's normal expression made him feel a little relieved.

Tang Fei smiled helplessly in his heart. It seems that in order to let Artis stay with him for a while, he pretended to be weak a little too much.

Tang Fei's mental power recovery speed is more than ten times that of ordinary people. Even if he uses up all his mental power during the treatment, it will not take long for the mental power sea to become full again, but he didn't tell Artis this.

"Good morning, students. I am Tang Fei. It is a great honor to be invited by Dean Chikala to be a visiting professor of the college. This semester, I will be the teacher of your class." Tang Fei's deep and powerful voice sounded in the classroom.

The faces of the students couldn't stop their joy, and they said in unison: "Hello, Teacher Tang!"

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask, how about this, I will give you half an hour." Tang Fei's identity was known to everyone, so he skipped his self-introduction and left the time for the students.

The hands of the students were raised like mushrooms after a spring rain. Tang Fei saw that Pona, who was sitting next to Artis, also raised his hand, so he chose him to ask questions.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, the question I want to ask is, why did you come to teach the theory class? As we all know, your mecha operation skills are outstanding, and the practical class should be more suitable for you." Pona asked the voices of many people.

"I used to be a student sitting in the audience, so I know exactly what you are thinking," Tang Fei did not answer directly, "The theory class is not important, anyway, I will only be responsible for driving the mecha in the future, and I don't need to know its composition. Is it right?"

The students really thought so, but because Tang Fei was the teacher, no one directly admitted it.

Tang Fei didn't care about the momentary silence and continued: "I thought so too, until my teacher, Professor Mogil, told me a word, he said, before anyone can become an excellent mecha operator, he must first Become a qualified mecha maker."

The students, who had never heard the name, whispered and asked each other who this person was.

"Professor Mogil is the maker of the ink blade." Tang Fei released a 3D image of the ink blade on the electronic screen on the podium.

"!"

The expressions of the students were immediately replaced by shock. The ink blade is the most advanced mecha in the entire empire.

"But on Starnet Encyclopedia, it is clearly stated that you are the maker of the ink blade." A student said.

"To be precise, the ink blade was completed by me and the teacher. I designed it, and he turned my idea into reality," Tang Fei explained. "The teacher laughed at himself as a manual laborer who built buildings, and I was an engineer who drew pictures. , so he insisted on refusing to sign it."

The students were silent. The epoch-making innovations of the ink blade are not manual labor without technical content.

"The teacher is the best mech researcher, but he still can't make the ink blade independently, why?" Tang Fei looked directly at every student in the audience, "Because the person who knows me best is myself."

Scientists can design the thinnest shell, the most powerful weapon, and the strongest coating, but how to assemble various raw materials into a mecha that suits them best requires the operator's own understanding.

"I think you all know the Green Leaf Squad. The mechas of the [-] members of the Green Leaf Squad are all designed by the operators themselves. Each mecha is a unique work. And these adjustments to the mechas according to themselves are not sufficient. Theoretical knowledge of mech construction is impossible."

After Tang Fei finished speaking, he paused a lot, leaving time for the students to understand.

The students who could be admitted to the First Academy were not ordinary people, and it didn't take long for them to understand what Tang Fei meant.

"That's my answer."

"We understand, Teacher Tang."

"Then let me ask you a question," Tang Fei tapped the ink blade's projection, "What is the core of a mecha?"

arms?Painting?cockpit?

The students discussed and gave various answers, but Tang Fei just shook his head.

Artis looked at Tang Fei on the podium, and his mind was full of heroic images of him driving the ink blade to kill the enemy. In a moment of brain fever, he blurted out an answer, "Pilot", and then covered his mouth after realizing it.

Tang Fei didn't expect Artis to give such an answer. His heart moved, and he said with a smile in his voice, "Indeed, the driver is very important to a mecha, and can determine how much strength a mecha can exert."

Following Tang Fei's words, everyone's eyes were on Artis. He felt the scorching gaze from behind, and suddenly stiffened.

"This student is right, but maybe I didn't express it clearly. What I want to ask is, purely from the perspective of the mech itself, what is the most important thing?" Tang Fei drew everyone's attention back just right.

Tang Fei tapped the ink blade and enlarged an image on the back, "It's the energy core, it's the heart of the mecha..."

Tang Fei used the ink blade as a reference during his lectures, and the original boring and boring long paragraphs of text theory became vivid under his fingers. With the ever-changing images of the ink blade, the students' interest was gradually aroused, and they began to feel that the theory class It wasn't that difficult, and when the bell rang for the end of class, they even felt a little unsatisfied.

Tang Fei stepped off the podium, came to Artis, bent over, and said softly: "As a reward for answering the question just now, I would like to invite you to have lunch, is that okay?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Artis's brain was a little down, he couldn't choose what to say, and stammered, "But I have an appointment with Perna."

Pona, who was suddenly named, immediately shook his head and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at noon, so I can't have dinner with you."

"..."

Tang Fei looked at Artis tenderly, who blushed and nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

The author has something to say: Po. Yixin assists. That: Actually, the answer I want to hear is for Artis.

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