Dramatic self-cultivation [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 33 The silver-haired young man stood on the stage like the only light

After the countdown reached one, the mechs rushed towards each other.

One of the mechas is pure blue, and the other is red. The numbers of the two mechas are different, and the energy used is also different.

On the podium, the mechas quickly appeared afterimages, fighting each other, light cannons, lasers, and the entire room was filled with light all the time, making people dazzled.

Qi Jun, who had a ghost in his heart, stepped back unconsciously, and backed up again. He was not sure what would happen. It was this kind of unknown that was more terrifying, and he imagined many scary scenes in his mind.

Liu Ping beside him had glowing eyes, looking excitedly at the real-time monitoring data on the big screen.

Under the exact same environmental conditions, the power consumption rate of the mecha using new energy is more than three times slower than that of the old mecha!

If it is moved to the actual environment, under equivalent conversion, that is to say, the service life of all mechas currently on the market can be tripled.

The benefit value it generates is completely inestimable!

As the grid graph converted from data fluctuates in real time, the value of new energy represented by the blue line far exceeds the red line, and it is a counterattack crushing.

The teachers sitting in the auditorium began to discuss in low voices, feeling unbelievable about the value of this item.

Even the eyes of the emperor standing on the second floor began to fluctuate slightly. As a representative of the empire, he knew too well how urgent the mecha market was for new energy sources, and if this experiment was successful, it would trigger changes like a hurricane.

Qin Zhun watched the two mechas fight with leisure, and at the same time, he was silently counting down the time in his heart.

The good show is about to begin, and he wants to show Makino the fate of resisting him and leaving him!

He may be able to ask Qin Bohuai to solve the project funds, but if the mecha he is in charge of developing explodes under the watchful eyes of everyone, even a god will be unable to save this scene!

When the countdown was over, the two mechas on the podium were still fighting inseparably, the blue line was condescending, and the red line was trampled to death.

Qin Zhun:?

He looked down at Wang Fang who was sitting in the middle under his eyes. Wang Fang was staring at the data, fidgeting.

There was a faint bad feeling that made Qin Zhun feel that something was wrong, so he waited patiently for a while.

Within 3 minutes, the red mech ran out of energy and fell to the ground with a bang sound. The shell of the mecha was shattered into several pieces, like a pile of broken copper and iron. The blue mecha also suffered many injuries, but its energy was still 90.00%.

Such a disparity in contrast caused an uproar in the audience!

The interstellar era has been suffering for a long time, and now this perfect and almost unbelievable practical result makes people feel like a dream.

Qi Jun's eyes widened suddenly, the fear of waiting for a long time made his clothes soaked in cold sweat on his back.

He clenched his fists tightly, then loosened them again, his mind was filled with disbelief—how could this be so!He personally checked the number of the mecha when he replaced the components, and even took a video. How could there be nothing wrong?

Not only Qi Jun, Qin Zhun's face on the second floor was completely unreadable, and the hypocrisy he had put on for many years almost collapsed.

Many dark thoughts grew like weeds, completely unstoppable, and at this moment they completely devoured him like a ghost behind him.

From the beginning to the end, only this experiment could catch the eyes of the emperor, he said unexpectedly: "I didn't expect Muye to have such an ability."

When Muye was going to marry Qin Zhun before, according to the usual practice, all personal and family information about Muye would be checked and handed over to the emperor and queen's desk.

Now that the world is open, no one stipulates that the royal family must be of the same family when they get married, so the emperor is more open to this matter, and only remembers that Muye is an orphan engaged in scientific research.

Because of this completely crushing experiment, the emperor greatly changed his opinion of this man, he tilted his head and said with a smile: "Bo Huai has a good vision."

Qin Bohuai never made any mistakes in the things that Qin Bohuai was sure about. Some people in the military department joked that this was Bohuai's law.

Qin Bohuai didn't ask for credit, his eyes fell on the podium, and he said indifferently: "It's their hard work."

If there were more people like Muye Qin Bohuai in the interstellar era, why would they be afraid of the Zerg?

The emperor suddenly expressed emotion, and his voice raised: "In the future, we will support more good projects like this, and improve the salary of scientific researchers. Scientific research is the core of the driving force for social development and progress."

"Bohuai has done a good job at this. The military has been investing in scientific research projects intermittently." The emperor glanced at Qin Zhun, "You should learn from Marshal Qin."

His fingers pinched tightly into his palms. Only the pain could keep Qin Zhun sober and calm while standing in the crowd. He pulled the corners of his lips and smiled warmly: "Okay."

The emperor asked again: "Recently, the situation is turbulent and unstable. Are you in charge of military supplies?"

Military supplies are a major issue in the court, and since the decision not to accept surrender, the military has entered a state of preparation for war.

Qin Zhun paused for two seconds and nodded.

The emperor said lightly: "You still have a lot of things you are not familiar with about military supplies, let Bo Huai take over first. During this time, you spend more time studying and improving on scientific research projects."

Qin Zhun almost burst into tears on the spot, he said anxiously: "Father, the matter of military supplies is under my management, and it is already on the right track. It's not appropriate to change people suddenly, right?"

Qin Bohuai did not express any opinions, he always did so, and did not speak unless necessary.

"What's wrong?" The emperor smiled, as if he didn't take it seriously at all, "Or, are you unwilling to spend time studying and studying?"

Suddenly a hat was put on, and Qin Zhun was blocked and choked: "Of course not."

"Okay." The emperor squinted his eyes and continued to look at the podium, where the closing speech was being held at the moment, "That's it."

In a few words, such a great power was easily handed over.

The suffocation that had been stuck in Qin Zhun's chest for several consecutive days made him almost go crazy, his eyes were red, and anger was surging in his chest.

The most unbearable thing for him is that today's game was his handwriting. He spent a lot of effort and thought to invite so many people to watch, just to step Makino to the bottom of his life, and then appear as a redeemer to save him. Make him completely inseparable from him.

But in the end, 20 was spent in vain, not to mention, even his most important career focus has been shifted!

Why?Why? !

There is an undercurrent in the air on the second floor, while the academic atmosphere on the first floor is good.

As the instructor, Shen Xinglan stood on the podium and spoke concisely, starting from theory and talking with reality.

Behind it is a huge line chart, a light blue light screen emerges in the air, and the rest of the place is completely dark.

The silver-haired young man stood on the stage, as if he was the only light.

Some teachers couldn't help but ask: "Why are two mechas of the same style, in addition to energy, other weapons, gunpowder, and performance losses also so different?"

He was really curious, and after asking the question, he specially added: "Teacher Mu."

At this moment, he is no longer the identity of the review teacher, but just a colleague doing scientific research together.

After listening to this question, Shen Xinglan did not answer immediately, but looked in Qi Jun's direction.

Qi Jun, who was already out of his mind, felt the sight and was a little terrified.

The next moment, Shen Xinglan smiled and said, "Speaking of which, I also want to thank my student Qi Jun."

The review teacher came interested: "Oh? Did the students provide you with inspiration?"

"When remodeling the mech, there was a component that was not very sensitive. It was my good student Qi Jun who gave me an idea." Shen Xinglan slowly took out a thermistor from his pocket, and encouraged me with admiring eyes. Qi Jun, "Why don't you come up and say a few words?"

Sitting in the middle, Fangzheng was holding a pen, with his hands crossed under his chin, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he could almost see through Qi Jun from beginning to end.

All the eyes of the audience were focused on him, and it was almost brushed off. Suddenly, the sweat poured down like rain, and Qi Jun was so afraid that he wanted to urinate, shaking like a sieve, and couldn't stand up like a soft persimmon.

Liu Ping pushed him lightly, and enviously said: "The teacher is waiting for you, why are you standing there? Hurry up."

Everyone thought it was a blessing from heaven, and it fell on Qi Jun's head. Even the instructor Shen Xinglan gave him the stage to let everyone know this student.

If the speech can be successfully concluded this time, it is entirely conceivable that Qi Jun's studies will go smoothly in the future.

——But only he himself knows what good things he has done.

Qi Jun staggered and took a step towards the podium. He felt like a puddle of water, about to melt away in the scorching eyes of everyone.

As far as he could see, the teacher on the stage was still smiling gently at him, and stretched out his hand to him, asking in concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Jun's complexion was pale, and he was fixed in place like a wooden stake, unable to move, and the voices of the people around him seemed to be very far away.

Trembling, guilt, fear, panic, confusion, all kinds of negative emotions flooded like a tide.

Fang Zheng in the auditorium was like a cold-faced Hades, as if he was interrogating a prisoner.

Seeing that Qi Jun was nervous, the teacher who asked the question specially spoke softly: "Can you briefly explain how you discovered the effect of the thermistor on the mecha?"

He opened and closed his lips, but Qi Jun couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Looking up hastily, Qi Jun inadvertently met the eyes of the person on the second floor.

He was so frightened that he took several steps back, not noticing the steps behind him, and his whole body rolled down like a ball!

Shen Xinglan wanted to reach out to grab him but didn't hold back, hey, and went down to check his situation.

There were other students and teachers who were close, and came to Qi Jun first, and the scene was a little chaotic.

There are other projects waiting to be reported later, and a teacher asked the medical cabin to come over to take care of Qi Jun, and then maintain order.

Shen Xinglan vaguely remembered that Qi Jun's last move was to look up, and he looked to the second floor. There was an open fence on the second floor facing the podium, but there was no one there.

"Teacher Mu," Liu Ping hurried over to call him, "The project report is over, should we go to the medical cabin and wait for Qi Jun first?"

Looking away, Shen Xinglan said lightly: "I still have something to do, let's take a step first, and just let me know when he wakes up."

Then there will be the selection and awarding session. According to this posture, their project will definitely win the first place, Liu Pingqingqing?said.

Shen Xinglan raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, before leaving immediately.

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