First generation female Alpha

The man didn't introduce himself from the beginning to the end. He left Cen Zhao at the door of a room that looked like an office, and said, "You have the authority to open the door, just go in. The people inside will take care of you for these two months." After that Just stepped on the skateboard and disappeared without a trace.

Cen Zhao hesitated for two seconds, feeling that even if he had the authority to open the door, he couldn't just open the door and go in. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the doorbell, so he knocked on the door.

The person at the door didn't respond.

Cen Zhao tapped again.

She waited a little longer this time, but there was still no response from inside.

Is there really anyone in there?

Just as Cen Zhao was about to knock harder, he suddenly thought that if the people inside were studying something, it would not be good for her to knock on the door like this.

After a period of study, she can barely count as a researcher. If someone knocks on the door to disturb her when she is serious about calculations, she may feel irritable and want to beat someone up. Think about it differently, if the teacher inside is working hard , her knocking like this is not polite but disturbing.

Is that why the person just said "just go in"?

Cen Zhao stood at the door, adjusted his breathing, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

Qiqi made a series of very light sounds, similar to decryption sound effects, and the door opened in response.

A strong smell of motor oil came over his face, making Cen Zhao feel a little suffocated, he took two steps back abruptly, covering his mouth and nose.

Inside the door, a lot of mechanical parts were thrown away in a disorderly manner, and stains and oil stains could be seen everywhere on the ground. It didn't look like a research room, but a repair shop.

After finally getting used to the smell, Cen Zhao slowed down his breathing to avoid being fainted, walked into the door carefully, looked for a place to step down among the parts on the floor, wandered around the messy room, looking for the shadows of living people.

This room is beyond imagination, with a floor height of seven or eight meters, and the area cannot be estimated because there are too many debris piled up to block the view, but it looks like four to five hundred square meters.

It seems that no one knocked on the door before was not because he was too obsessed with studying the surroundings, but because he was too far away and didn't hear it at all.

After walking for a long time, Cen Zhao vaguely heard movement diagonally ahead, and then slowly moved towards that side.

After getting closer, she found that it was the sound of parts colliding with each other. A thin figure was pushing a large part with the height of half a person to hit another big part. The site and existing conditions exercise your body.

"……Hello?"

Cen Zhao didn't dare to get too close, he stood far away and shouted.

The thin figure paused and turned to look at her.

Cen Zhao was surprised to find that it turned out to be a very beautiful young woman, but her skin was pale and her complexion was not very healthy, so she looked sick and weak.

The woman stared at her steadily, and walked towards her after a few seconds. When she encountered a part blocking her, she kicked it away very simply. The movement was skillful, and it seemed that she was used to it.

After a while, the distance between the two was less than two meters.

Looking at her up close, she is even more beautiful, her hair is slightly red, the length is just shoulder length, messy curly, a pair of eyes are very clear, the pupil color is lighter than normal, when staring at you, it will give you a feeling that you are The feeling of being seen through.

Cen Zhao subconsciously held his breath.

"who are you?"

Cen Zhao stood at attention: "I am Cen Zhao, a student majoring in mechanical engineering at Qingyun College. I signed up for a vacation internship. Someone brought me here just now and said that the teacher in charge of me is here."

"Cen Zhao?" The woman seemed to think of something, "Oh yes, I seem to have heard of this name just now... A student of Qingyun College? How long have you been studying here?"

Cen Zhao said truthfully, "Less than three months."

"Huh? Oh, that's not too short." The woman didn't seem to care much about her study time, raised her hand to grab her hair, and pointed to the side casually, "Will that one be taken apart?"

Cen Zhao looked in the direction she pointed, and found that there was a machine that had been half disassembled, and it was completely impossible to see what it was used for when it was completely intact.

"I haven't seen it, but I can try it."

The woman nodded in satisfaction: "Okay, then go and dismantle it, and come to me after it's all dismantled."

After speaking, he turned around and walked back, kicking all the way again, and quickly returned to the position just now, continuing what he was doing just now.

Cen Zhao stood there in a daze.

What is the teacher's name and what does she do specifically? She doesn't know anything, so she just started the internship?

What should I do when I need to eat later and need to sleep at night?

After thinking for a while, Cen Zhao felt that it was more important to complete the task first, so he walked towards the machine.

Although she guessed that the teacher "kicked" all the parts all over the floor, she didn't dare to kick all the way over. Instead, she looked for a space to step down like a ballet dancer, and it took a while to move to the machine. superior.

Empty around the machine, and walked around the machine a few times, Cen Zhao was just about to start, when he found that there were no tools at hand, looking around, except for the parts, he didn't even see a screwdriver.

Look at the teacher's hand again, and there is no sign of tools.

Could it be that the teacher intends to let her dismantle the machine with bare hands? ?

Cen Zhao took a deep breath with toothache, turned his head and rummaged through the pile of parts, managed to find a few parts that could serve as tools temporarily, and then started to work.

The structure of this machine is not difficult, and it can be scanned at all times. It didn't take long for Cen Zhao to disassemble it. The parts were piled up all over the floor, leaving only the last few parts that could not be disassembled. .

"Teacher!" Cen Zhao waved his hand in the direction of the woman, "I've done it!"

The woman waved her hand without looking back: "Put it back together again! The parts are all around, you put it together!"

Cen Zhao: "...Huh?"

The woman ignored her no more.

Cen Zhao rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, wrinkled his nose, turned around and began to fight resignedly.

The parts that were disassembled just now are not difficult to install because of Qiqi’s scanning records. You can just put them back together one by one. The problem is that the machine has been dismantled in half before she dismantles it, and the surrounding parts are piled up again. How would she know which ones belonged to it and which ones belonged to others, and where should those parts be located?

Cen Zhao worked hard and didn't notice the woman approaching. An hour later, she managed to build a machine that looked like that. Just as she was about to let Qiqi scan and calculate, she heard someone behind her say, "Do you think you Are you pretending right?"

Startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, Cen Zhao turned his head sharply, and saw a woman standing behind her at some point, staring at her with those light brown eyes, giving her the illusion of being targeted by a predator.

"...Not quite right."

"Then where do you think the problem might be?"

Cen Zhao raised his fingers to two places: "These two places are very far-fetched, and I think it must be a mistake."

The woman nodded, glanced around, and finally settled on Cen Zhao's hands: "You use them as tools?"

Cen Zhao looked down at the two small parts in his hand: "Yeah...huh?"

She froze for two seconds, picked up one of the pieces for a closer look, then removed the anomaly she pointed to just now, and put it back on...

"Card", perfect fit.

Cen Zhao: "...ah."

The woman said without emotion: "You have to learn not to use tools."

Cen Zhao looked at her blankly.

The woman took out a long metal stick out of nowhere, and clicked on the machine that Cen Zhao had just spelled out.

"Although you have worked together in these places, the fit is too low. If the machine is running, it will wear out excessively and cause the machine to fail in less than one-third of its lifespan."

Cen Zhao shook his wrist, reminding Qiqi to write it down quickly.

The metal long stick landed on top of her head the next moment. The strength was not strong, but it was enough to make her stiff.

"Remember with your brain, don't rely too much on your portable intelligence. Although it is a good thing, you have to learn to abandon it."

Cen Zhao glanced, and sure enough, he didn't see a watch-like portable smart phone owned by an outsider on the woman's wrist, and it didn't look like she was wearing anything on her body.

"Good teacher."

"I will assign you another homework. This machine should be disassembled again. Don't use tools. After dismantling, reinstall it. When you are satisfied with yourself, call me again."

"...good teacher."

The woman walks away again, returning to her previous position to continue her "movement".

Glancing in her direction, Cen Zhao took a deep breath and began to do his homework seriously.

Although I don't know what the disassembly and assembly is for, it is always beneficial.

People engaged in machinery manufacturing, if they don't even understand the machinery itself, how can they manufacture it?Repeated disassembly and assembly is probably the most intuitive way to understand a machine.

Perhaps this is the teacher's starting point.

Sitting cross-legged on the spot to disassemble the parts, Cen Zhao had a hard time dismantling them at first. After all, the teacher didn't let her use tools, and she planned to use other parts instead of tools. It was very troublesome to dismantle, especially the joints. The place where the screws were placed was a challenge to her hands, and she tried countless ways to disassemble them barely.

After dismantling and reinstalling, after reassembling and dismantling...

A machine was tossed back and forth several times in Cen Zhao's hands, and I don't know how long it took before Cen Zhao finally felt that the spelled things could be done.

When I turned my head, the teacher was gone.

"……teacher?"

From a distance, a woman's voice came.

"There is an energy block in the box next to it, put it in and start it up."

Cen Zhao searched for a long time to find half a box of energy blocks, took out one and stuffed it into the machine's energy compartment, and then pressed the start button.

The running light is on and the machine starts smoothly.

Cen Zhao looked happy, watching the machine start to run, and after a while, a percentage data was displayed on the display board.

"84%? What do you mean?"

"It means that your disassembly score is only 84 points." The woman walked over kicking the parts all the way, "Compared with the last Qingyun student who came to me for an internship, you are a bit far behind. He scored [-] points."

Six points is a bit far?

Cen Zhao was a little puzzled, so he also asked.

"Eighty points for mechanical disassembly and assembly skills, 85 points are excellent, and 85 points go up. Each point represents a lot of practice. If you can get [-] points after your internship, I will give you an excellent grade for your internship. Less than ninety, only good, understand?"

"……clear."