The Prodigal Son Reborn

Mecha Manufacturing Club, Private Room No. 9.

Pluto lives in the very center of the space.

Ye Wei stood on the console and looked down at the screen. As the inspection progressed, his expression became more serious.After a while, he raised his head and said in a heavy voice: "The energy consumption of Pluto is indeed too fast, more than 20 times that of a general sixth-level mecha."

"Ah?" Mo Xia never thought that the mecha he made would have defects in this aspect. When His Royal Highness Randall mentioned it, he thought he was making a fuss over a molehill. Its continuous combat time is only two or three hours, so its scope of use will be greatly limited.

Randall asked Ye Wei, "What's the reason?"

"The initial estimate is high consumption caused by high performance."

"Is there a way to improve it?"

Ye Wei frowned and thought deeply. "Nowadays, the humanoid mechs use nuclear energy. The main principle is to convert the energy released by nuclear fission into usable energy, so as to supply the energy consumed by the mecha activities."

"Can we increase the energy supply by increasing the fission atoms carried by the mech itself?" Xia Mo asked.

"No." Ye Wei shook his head, "The mass of fission atoms currently used is the safest amount that has been verified by scientists for a hundred years. If it exceeds this amount, the safety of the mecha will not be guaranteed."

"So... have you considered replacing nuclear energy with other energy sources?"

"Like?"

"Wind energy, light energy..."

"We have tried all the things you said, but the energy collected through these methods is just a drop in the bucket, and the effect is really not great."

"Then..." Xia Mo pursed her lips, "Where's the kinetic energy?"

"kinetic energy?"

Xia Mo explained, "Friction generates heat. The mecha has a huge amount of activity, and the friction between the various parts will definitely generate huge heat. According to the instructions on mecha manufacturing in the textbook, the general mecha manufacturer's approach is to treat these The heat is treated coldly, but the result of this treatment is to consume more energy, because making cold air also needs to consume a certain amount of energy. If we convert heat into energy, on the one hand, we can save the energy used to make cold air, and on the other hand, we may use heat energy Converted into energy. Will it be able to achieve the goal of increasing revenue and reducing expenditure?"

"Let me think about it again." Following Xia Mo's description, Ye Wei had a flash of inspiration, and he looked down at the mecha circuit diagram on the screen, "According to what you said, the joints of the mecha It must be equipped with a heat collector...

At this stage, there are many types of collectors that can be used for collection, but when installing the collectors, both practicality and the impact on the actions of the humanoid mechs must be considered. It is really not easy to determine such a location. "

Ye Wei couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while, so he just said: "Well, I will take your idea to discuss with a thermal energy expert first, and if I can find a suitable solution, I will notify you immediately."

"Okay, thank you Master."

"Hurry up and go back to prepare for the final." After speaking, Ye Wei packed up his things and left in a hurry.

Xia Mo and Randall went to the student cafeteria together, had dinner, and returned to the dormitory, Chen Qie and Zhang Li were not there.

Xia Mo was surprised, "It's already six o'clock, why haven't these two people come back?"

"Go to training."

"Zhang Li also needs training?"

"One month later is the Jungle Survival Challenge. The environment there is very difficult, and we must adapt as soon as possible."

"Jungle Survival Challenge...I've heard you say it many times. What kind of game is this? Why are you all waiting so hard?"

Randall looked down at him, "Haven't you participated in the previous life?"

Xia Mo scratched his head in embarrassment. Can he say that he didn't study hard in his previous life?How could a scumbag outside the organization participate in this kind of activity?

"The Jungle Survival Challenge adopts a team competition mode. Each team has 7-10 people."

Hearing what Randall said, Xia Mo instantly felt relieved. As long as he could be with Randall and the others in the team competition, he would have nothing to fear.

"Participants are free to form groups, regardless of grade and gender."

"Huh? Then everyone is willing to find seniors?"

"Not necessarily. Each student only needs to participate once. Many fourth-grade students should have already participated, so there should be very few fourth-grade students."

"Oh, I don't care." Xia Mo said with a smile, "As long as I can be with you."

Randall looked at him for a while, then raised his hand and gently touched his cheek, "After the team members are determined, the tasks of this group will be determined by lottery, as long as the drawn tasks can be completed within a week Winning. In the end, the score will be based on the completion of the task and the time it took to complete the task."

Xia Mo enjoyed half-closed her eyes, feeling Randall's touch, "Is there any reward for the top few?"

"Of course there are rewards. But the rewards are different for each session."

"What were the previous sessions?"

"Lahu coins, certificates, miniature spaceships, various mech parts..."

"Sounds like a pretty good one."

"If you are also interested, then it is best to make your own mecha as soon as the mecha battle is over, otherwise those seven days will be very difficult."

"Well, I understand."

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The next morning.

Exxon Arena.

At the end of summer, a group of six people came outside the arena. It was only 8:00 at the moment.

Xia Mo stared at the miniature spaceships selling snacks placed like earth dragons on both sides of the road, and suddenly had the illusion of time travel, "What's going on with these food stalls?"

Zhang Li asked, "Don't you know?"

"what?"

"Today's final was a super scrimmage."

Xia Mo said: "I have heard a little bit. But what does this have to do with food stalls?"

"It's a big deal." Lance came out suddenly, with a piece of pancake in his hand that he didn't know when to buy, "Super big melee, from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. There is no interruption during the period. Think about it , how hungry are the audience after sitting in the stands for a whole day? Food stalls came into being!"

"So, these food stalls serve the audience?"

"Yes!" Lance took a bite of the pancake gracefully, while eating it, he also disliked the bad taste.

"What about the contestants? What do the contestants eat?"

"Players?" Lance was stunned for a moment, "The players are all competing, so where do they need to eat? Besides, they don't have time to eat in an emergency situation."

"That's too miserable!" Xia Mo stared at the pancake in Lance's hand with distorted features, "I only ate a steamed egg and a cup of soy milk in the cafeteria just now, do I have to rely on these two things to carry me until 5 in the afternoon: 00?!"

"Uh..." Lance didn't know how to answer for a while.

Zhang Li stared at Xia Mo with a strange smile, "You can also choose to end the game early."

"What do you mean?"

"The purpose of the super melee is nothing more than to compete for the championship from the remaining 20 players. As long as you have the strength to win the championship, can't you end the game earlier?"

Xia Mo: "..." Can you have a little more Zhang Li!

Since Xia Mo, Randall, and Chen Qie belong to different levels, after some discussion, Lance, Wu Zhe and Zhang Li accompanied Xia Mo to the junior mecha warrior fighting arena, which is the area B of the arena; Del and Chen Qie went to the middle-level mech warrior fighting arena——Area C of the arena.

After entering the arena, Xia Mo still sat in the last row of the players' seats as usual, drinking bitterly the nutrient solution he got from Lance.

Lance was obviously very excited and started looking around as soon as he entered the arena.

"Late summer, look! There are banners supporting you everywhere! You're a celebrity now!"

At the end of Xia, he raised his head and took a casual glance, only seeing a bright red figure, then lowered his head and crazily replenished his energy.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lance turned to Zhang Li and said, "How long do you think Mo Xia can defeat the opponent?"

Zhang Li squinted his fox eyes, and glanced at Xia Mo with an unclear expression, "Is this... It mainly depends on what he thinks."

At the end of Xia's abdomen, what else can I think?Of course, I want to make a quick decision and then watch His Royal Highness Randall's game!Do you still need to consider it? !

"I guess the game will be over before lunch at the end of summer!" Lance said confidently.

Zhang Li asked, "Why?"

"Because he likes to eat."

At the end of Xia, the veins on his forehead popped out. It's not that Nima likes to eat, it's just what the human body needs, Your Highness Lance!Can you stop using such vulgar words to describe the father of your future emperor's nephew? !

Wu Zhe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "It probably won't be until five o'clock in the afternoon."

Lance and Zhang Li asked in unison, "Why?"