imperfections

"Mr. Lu," White put a dozen scraps of paper in front of him, "I can't figure it out."

Lu Bixing looked a little tired, with a circle of bruises under his eyes, and he pressed back and forth on the line between his eyebrows and temples from time to time.

In the empty workshop, those robots who don't know suffering are displayed silently like terracotta warriors, lifeless.

Lu Bixing supported his forehead, flipped through White's homework, the morning light from the energy tower slanted into the work room, casting a thin shadow on his face, he was silent for a long time, so long that White had an illusion, as if In the next second, he would push the dozen of calculation papers and tell them that it was over, and he would no longer have to do such useless work in the future.

Such a prediction made the teenager White a little uneasy, although he didn't know the reason for his uneasiness.

But he waited in fear for a long time, Lu Bixing just asked calmly: "Have you read all the reference books, what don't you understand?"

The four students looked at each other awkwardly, and Douji said in a rough voice, "I don't understand anything."

"It's impossible to know nothing," Lu Bixing straightened the messy draft paper into a pile, "unless you didn't read the book."

When he usually talks to people, he is always gentle and enthusiastic, making the people standing in front of him feel that he is wholeheartedly valued. However, at this time, although he is still gentle and patient with the students, he shows some A hint of burnout after a little restraint.

People who can't impress people after all they say and everything they do, may really be stones covered with human skin. They have died since the day they were born, so they don't care about their bodies decaying again.

The door of the workshop was always open, and it was always empty.

Lu Bixing glanced over, very disappointed, and felt that his persistence was a bit ridiculous and despicable - because there was an invisible death countdown hanging above the base, he knew it well, but he didn't intend to tell anyone.

Involving the ten silver guards must be a major military move. Even if Lin didn't plan to use the base as a bait, the base's gangsters of three religions and nine ranks would definitely be untrustworthy. The paradox is that he understands this clearly, and he will still delusional himself. Can set a little tinder on them with a crude flint.

This logic is simply inconsistent.

"I can't understand the mathematical models used." Mint said boldly, "Even... I don't even know how to put the numbers in."

Lu Bixing came back to his senses and paused: "Well, so 'has reached the corresponding level of elementary education' is really a lie, right? How much did you guys pay for your elementary degree certificates?"

White scratched his hands and replied cautiously: "I didn't buy it, I just... just didn't use it later, and forgot a lot of things."

Mint interrupted him: "80 yuan for authenticity, the Education Bureau can check the number, add another two hundred, and you can buy a full set of application materials."

"It's expensive." Lu Bixing opened his personal terminal and took out the reference book. "The old dean of the School of Information said that 130 can do a full set. You have been tricked."

"Mr. Lu, the primary education of other galaxies in the Alliance covers all the classic mathematical models," Huang Jingshu tapped her temples, "When their children's brains develop to a certain stage...Of course, if it is a normal brain, Eden will Push these known conclusions out of them, and they seem to be born to be."

Lu Bixing raised his head and shot two cool glances at her: "What do you want to say?"

"The savages who drank blood in ancient times are human beings, and the ancients on earth who have never been out of the atmosphere are human beings, and we are also human beings, but human beings are different—we are also different from the alliance people. What they are born with is ours. An achievement that can never be achieved in a lifetime." Huang Jingshu said, "Mr. Lu, don't you think it's unfair that you use the league's primary education level to demand us?"

"I don't think so," Lu Bixing raised the corner of his mouth with a smile, and flicked the e-book floating on his personal terminal, "Do you regard understanding a small model of elementary mathematics as an achievement? This view is very interesting. But in my It seems that the existing mathematical models are just tools, no different from hammers, hammers, and hemp ropes. The first person who invented the hammer can be called an "achievement of genius". Gorillas from all over the world are coming to name this 'Genius Achievement Award'?"

His words accidentally deviated from the scope of humor, and they were called harsh. Huang Jingshu could hear the anger in his voice sensitively: "Boss Lu, you... what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Lu Bixing lowered his eyes, and eased his tone a little, "Read the math books yourself, the library permission on the personal terminal has been granted to you, and the several classic models used have detailed explanations. It's true. You can pick out the points you don’t understand and ask me, but I don’t know how to read the safety instructions of the hammer, so what’s the problem?”

White hesitantly said, "Boss Lu, shall we...do we still have to do this homework?"

Lu Bixing said very briefly: "Do it."

"But……"

"If you believe that something is useful, you should try to convince others. If you can't be convinced, you should do what you should do." Lu Bixing said, "In the case of war, the energy issue is the most important thing, no matter what Solved, can't escape."

Otherwise, even if Silver Nine landed, they would come all the way from outside the region, without a foothold and a stable energy system, it would be troublesome.

Disappointment is disappointment, you have to do what you should do.

The four students exchanged glances with each other very cleverly, and retreated to the side silently without disturbing each other.

The word "mathematics" makes people feel that it is unattainable, but the "instructions for the safety use of a hammer" is much more approachable, probably because of a change of mind, when it was approaching noon, the four students finally settled down to read the "instructions" It seems that children who are stumbling and building blocks for the first time, while learning by themselves with a clear division of labor, discuss in a low voice, sometimes cursing a few words, and spelling out a rough idea noisily.

Lu Bixing ignored them. Soon, the maintenance procedures of the first batch of robots have been calibrated and they can be released to work. However, the number of robots is not enough, and the speed must be slow. Simplify it.

Just as he sent the first team of robots to the scene and turned back to the workshop, someone suddenly stopped him: "Lu...that, an expert."

Lu Bixing looked back and was taken aback.

I saw the baby-faced Saturday, the holiday with rabbit ashes on his neck, the toothless old man and the lame old man who had fought endlessly before, and Lu Bixingxiu, a multimedia movie-loving old lady, always felt that the pot and bowl were not big enough. Sister... Wait, a group of people have come, not only came by themselves, but also brought a group.

On Saturday, the corner of his mouth was bruised, his clothes were disheveled, half of the buttons flew away, revealing several deformed holes, someone scratched his neck, leaving three bloodstains, but his face was full of excitement The smiling face looks like a brat who just smashed the glass of someone else's house, "returning triumphantly".

Behind him, about a dozen young people were tied into a bunch of grasshoppers by a hemp rope. The image was even more tragic. One of them didn't even have his trouser belt missing. .

The fat lady was carrying a heavy-duty laser gun on her shoulders—probably the guy who could blow away a thickened iron door when the trigger was pulled. If you are slow, just step forward and punch it with the muzzle of the gun.

The one who was carrying the trousers was hit by her with numbness in the elbow, so he let go unexpectedly, and an accident happened at the scene——

His trousers floated to the ground, revealing two hairy lower limbs...and a pair of boxer underpants with dinosaurs painted on them.

Lu Bixing and Dinosaur looked at each other for a moment, confused: "Excuse me, what kind of custom is this in your base?"

"These people are all members of the Self-Defense Force. They are in the same row as me," said Saturday, his nosebleed dripping down. He nonchalantly stretched out his hand to wipe it off, but he stretched out his tongue and licked it a few times, vaguely Said, "I asked them to come with me this morning, and they would not, so I had to fight them one by one."

Lu Bixing felt as if he heard a very old-fashioned word: "Excuse me, one by one?"

"Duel, Fat Sister and Holiday are all witnesses," said Saturday, "Whoever loses must listen to the other party and recognize the other party as the boss."

Lu Bixing nodded, counted the heads tied on the hemp rope, and said with a little admiration: "So you fought eighteen fights this morning without losing, you are really a hero."

Saturday smiled proudly, and just wanted to wave his hand and say "not worth mentioning", but before he could put on the pose, the turbulent nosebleeds flowed down again, and Saturday quickly stood upright and raised his head, holding his broken nose with both hands.

Lu Bixing glanced at the "strong man" who was tied up with a string of hemp rope, and thought: "I can't walk away, but I'm going backwards, so why don't I take advantage of yesterday's invincible state and beat them up one by one? Then what's the civilization doing? "

At this time, the holiday next to him spoke up for Saturday with straight eyebrows, and he said, "We are here to find you."

Lu Bixing was taken aback.

"You said yesterday, who wouldn't want to die like this, and come to find you at the mecha platform today." Fang Xia said, "Here we are, and the self-defense uniforms will start walking tomorrow?"

The old lady in the movie said in a whisper: "I am so old, but I don't care about work, I just come to see it."

Fat sister said: "I still have to do business, so I can only come before noon and after lunch."

The old man with broken teeth smiled wretchedly: "Can't we fix the stereo first?"

The flint that had collided countless times in the dark finally burst out with tiny sparks. This was the first batch of people to stand up from the base, a total of 34 people, although half of them were middle-aged and elderly people, while the young people were basically forced to work on Saturdays. Coercion by force seems to be born to interpret "crooked melons and dates".

But they are still a little spark in this boundless wasteland.

The residents of the base seem to live in canned sardines, but the empty mecha station occupies half of the area. For more than 30 people, it seems quite empty, and the communication with each other depends on the intranet.During the day, I work with the robots. The robots are super efficient and selfless. They walk around a group of handicapped people like dogs. From time to time, I hear one of the four students rushing past, chasing Lu Zhixing and shouting: "Teacher, this Is one step counting like this..."

In the evening, the energy tower began to fall, and the sky was getting darker. The students finally finished their first homework and lay in the open space on the mecha platform. Suddenly, the emergency light next to it was turned on, and Lu Bixing was teaching like a ward round. The director came over ruthlessly and kicked the two boys on each calf: "Get up, today's class hasn't started yet."

White was on all fours, looking at him like a dead dog: "Then what are we doing today?"

Lu Bixing replied as a matter of course: "Make up your homework. If you hand in your homework late and miss the class, of course you have to make it up after school. Isn't it like this in your old school?"

If their previous school dared to do this, the teacher would have been beaten in a sack long ago.The four students each spread out their mournful faces, and followed him to the mech platform in pain.

On the first day, 34 people came, and everyone had dark circles under their eyes. On the second day, they ran for two, and there were 32 left.

The hard-working robots worked all night, removed the spare radiation collectors on each mech, and "buzzed" according to the design drawings, disassembled and welded them for half a night.Early in the morning, the four students who had been tortured by mechas for half a night, and Saturday and the young people who were subdued by him, all picked up the radiation collecting boards by human power. In a team of two, a robot led the way, and began to press the radiation collecting boards with ghosts and wolves howling. Collage of design drawings.

As an old man of literature and art, the film granny got a loudspeaker that could enter a museum from somewhere, and with an accent that she didn’t know, she recited classical literature under their feet: “In front of demons and monsters, they also Fear not, but seek them out, attack them, defeat them!"

On the third day, the huge radiation collecting plate like a dome had already taken shape. It was far away from the energy tower that had been drifting silently in the air for hundreds of years. There were only 32 of the 28 fire seeds left. The old lady in the movie talked too much and lost her voice. With his back bent, he sat beside him solemnly picking his feet.

However, outside the silent mecha station, people began to look around.

On the seventh day, Saturday, holiday, and a few young people from the Self-Defense Forces, followed behind the students with interest, and listened to the mecha operation, which may be the most manual mecha designer in the eighth galaxy. and internal components.

On the ninth day, the installation of the radiation collecting board was completed and the energy system of the base was connected. The entire mech station gave out wave after wave of "buzzing" like a tide. The lingering sound could not go away. Take out the design drawing of the thermoelectric system to be connected to the heat sink of the mecha, and reset the construction procedures of the robots.

Several students raised their wrists one after another, recorded the whole process with their personal terminals, and followed him around.On the low wall outside the workshop, a row of heads poked out like meerkats, whispering to each other.

In the early morning of the tenth day, the few people who had run away before came back, all of them were cheeky and pretended nothing had happened, as if they just went out to go to the bathroom, during the intermission after finishing work, they took their bags with them on Saturdays and holidays. A group of younger brothers surrounded and beat up a few people who had "defected".

In the afternoon, the little sluts who had been beaten refused to leave, still slavishly pretending to be robot followers, and dozens of people came outside the mecha station, silently joining the ranks of work.The manpower suddenly doubled, and the less intelligent tools such as cranes and manipulators that were dusty under the mecha station were brought out for repair and oiling, and the construction speed of the thermoelectric system suddenly doubled.

No. In the early hours of the 12th day, the base was still dark, and everyone was half asleep and half awake when they heard a long roar, like bagpipes from outside the sky. The silent airflow centered on the heat dissipation tower outside the mech station. It spread out in all directions like a tide, squeezed through the balconies and houses like chicken coops, and every dilapidated door and window rustled in response.

The one-eyed eagle walked to the balcony of the guest room with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the mecha station, and saw a huge monster being slowly lifted up into the air by the magnetic force, and the inside was radiant, like an artificial star.The roar suddenly intensified, countless windows were pushed open, and countless eyes were cast here. Afterwards, the base, which can only supply civilian power for six hours a day, was suddenly brightly lit. The residential area in the neighborhood is almost bustling with the illusion of prosperity, the three-dimensional screen is unfolded, and the standby screen of the lotus is faintly swaying in the night wind.

The night became noisy, and the one-eyed eagle slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring, muttering: "Damn it."

After drinking a pot of coffee, Lu Bixing was still sleepy. He tried his best to continue testing the newly completed energy system. While no one was looking at him, he hid in the corner and stretched a lot, before he opened his mouth and yawned From the corner of his eye, Lu Bixing caught a glimpse of a surveillance camera not far away turning around.

He shuddered, remembering what Zhan Lu said about "monitoring himself", forced his yawn back, grabbed a handful of hair when he lowered his arm, found the angle as quickly as possible, and bared his teeth at the surveillance camera Smiled and waved.

The image quickly penetrated the atmosphere, flew into space, and landed on the screen in front of Lin Jingheng.

Before General Lin waved his hands like a fan meeting to express his feelings, Lu Bixing took a few steps and brought the surveillance camera to another direction, just in time to capture the tens of thousands of lights behind him.

Lu Bixing clasped his fingers together and made a heart-to-heart gesture, as if using the monitoring screen as a selfie device, and said something to him.

The corner of the screen intelligently discriminated and analyzed the lip language quickly, and automatically typed subtitles.

Lu Bixing said: "I made a mistake, I will reflect on it and stop being angry, okay?"

The corners of Lin Jingheng's tensed mouth hadn't completely relaxed yet, and the people at the base discovered that Scientist Lu was posing against the corner. The self-defense team members who hadn't seen so many lights in many years were overly excited and rushed over one after another. The stimulant orangutan surrounded the surveillance camera indiscriminately, grinning and making all kinds of weird things.

The surveillance camera, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was suffocated by this group of demon dancers on the spot, and the screen in front of Lin Jingheng was pitch black.

Lin Jingheng: "..."

The author has something to say: Note: The sentence recited by the old lady in the movie comes from Don Quixote

2333 I said why I can’t find this word in the input method, it turns out that I mispronounced it