Chapter 994: Midnight Practice-Self-cultivation of Tool People (Part 2)

Because he was caught fishing while working, he was punished with a ruthless iron fist, but what made Fang Ran unacceptable the most was that Tiangong was cleaning him up,
He has confiscated all his fishing results...
hateful! I just fried eggs (??Д?)!
"No, I need at least seven internal contacts on the inner side of the empty crystal armor on the leg, and the transmission shape at the end of the A3 skeleton is too large to fit the transmission mechanism."
"Hu Lai, as you did, cutting so thin is convenient for mechanical connection, but what if the joint strength is reduced?"
"It is the caster's task to find a way to solve this with a new design."
"Huh! It's light, you should improve it in my opinion..."
...
At the back door of the Tiangong Hall, during the rest time, sitting on the steps outside the door with one hand behind him,
"What are you arguing today..."
Fang Ran listened to the argument between Tiangong and his instructor in the back hall, and his voice was weak to ask questions. At the same time, he fanned himself in the fresh air of the mountains to cool him down.
Although there is a constant temperature device, it is still hot after being plugged into the assembly line for four hours...
"It's about the design of the external armor and skeleton, and the connection between the internal machinery."
Seeing that Fang Ran looked like he had just finished work on the construction site, he sat on the ground without paying any attention to his image, and asked so tiredly that he didn't like it, Klim replied helplessly.
Then he handed him a cup of iced coffee and sat down beside him.
"Thank you."
"saved...."
He took a big mouthful of the ice-sweet cappuccino, and suddenly felt like he was alive.
Using [Big Brand] for four hours in a row, he didn't want to change his own drink. The mana load made his body sour like a brick that had been moved for two days.
Turning their heads and looking into the hall, Tiangong and his instructor pointed to the overall design of the'destiny' on the huge projection. An enlarged structural detail is still arguing.
Fang Ran looked at him blankly and without wave, and sucked the iced coffee in his hand.
One is responsible for the skeleton and the shell, and the other is responsible for the internal structure and composition. The two will always argue about the parts related to each other.
Yesterday was the coordination between the transmission device and the whole body skeleton, and the day before yesterday was the distribution of the internal space of the body.
What is certain is that in the not-so-short period of time when recasting the ‘destiny’, they must have countless parts to be debated in various designs.
Fang Ran has already seen this.
What, you said the dispute between Tiangong and the teacher, why did he take it off?
Fang Ran said that he didn't really want to answer this question...
Take out a cylinder with green liquid inside from the black box, roll up the sleeves and aim the left shoulder down, press the button, the needle suddenly pops out,
"hiss...."
As Fang Ran breathed in the air, the injection was completed.
This is the biological body restoration solution given to him by the instructor. Through intramuscular injection, it can relieve some of the physical fatigue caused by the ability to use it.
Fang Ran once looked at the number of boxes in front of him, and asked his instructor a little bit about the price of this gift.
Then got,
‘Don’t worry, you can sell the larger part of the material and you can get a price far above these. ’
Such an answer.
Mentor, can you not be so direct...
"Ahhhhhh...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
After injecting the recovery fluid, I can clearly feel a soothing cold from my body, and...
For a while, Fang Ran wanted to scratch the ground.
At this moment, coming from the hall, Li Ze looked at his distorted appearance and asked:
"That, Fang Ran, are you okay?"
You look at me like this, do you think I'm good...
After a few seconds of strong medicinal strength, Fang Ran let out a sigh of relief, leaning directly on the steps, looking back at Li Ze who was walking by, and asked silently:
"I'll just ask one thing, can I still go home this Chinese New Year..."
Although it was only late November when it came midnight, but looking at the current situation,
Fang Ran wondered if he could go back during the Chinese New Year in January and February...
Listening to his simple and straightforward question, Li Ze suddenly became dumb, and then sat on the steps, watching Tiangong and the instructor who were discussing detailed solutions in the temple speak:
"It's almost enough to complete the material preparation for the'testing machine', and the rest is the repair and construction project,"
"And the complete'destiny' has too many details yet to be finalized, so at this stage, the number of parts that you just need for your ability, at the current rate, can end in about a month."
Tiangong and the mentor’s recasting plan is to first build a ‘destiny’ test machine to make up for various shortcomings, at least not lacking anything, to further experiment to obtain data and data.
Then, the materials and components that have been determined in the design are prepared in advance with Fang Ran's ability to save the time required to complete the complete body of "destiny".
So is this kind of life going to last for a month! ?
The moment he learned this fact from his mouth,
Fang Ran was instantly defeated, and the whole person slid down the steps like a leak, causing Klim to grab him with a wry smile.
"Then at least give me day off occasionally, 777 is too nonsense, slot machine..."
Paralyzed on the steps, Fang Ran was unable to complain about the length of his work, which was even better than 996, thinking that at least occasionally it would be nice to have days off.
But at present, it seems that Senior Tiangong doesn't seem to have this meaning...
"Senior Tiangong shouldn't be so unkind, there will definitely be holidays..."
Seeing Fang Ran’s face ‘my heart is as cold as a stone’, Kerim hurriedly laughed and comforted him, and then tried to divert his attention to some interesting topics.
"At that time, we can find a picnic somewhere down the mountain."
"Yes, there are many unique scenery in the world in the midnight."
Li Ze also opened his mouth~EbookFREE.me~ to stimulate Fang Ran's motivation.
"Huh, you think it's just this temptation...huh..."
Listening to the words of the two of them that the intention was not too obvious, even though Fang Ran was slumped on the steps, he embraced his hands and learned how Tiangong hummed disdainfully.
"Then how about we find a place to go fishing when we arrive? By the way, can we catch the midnight fish..."
Then it was easy to get the bait...
The misty mountains and forests like a fairyland are far away, sitting on the steps of the back door of the Baizhang Chitie Hall,
Putting aside the uneasy work for the time being, sitting on the bluestone steps with your companions and chatting, there is a sense of being away from the world in the old forests of the mountains, but also a bit like training together.
After enjoying this quiet and relaxing period of rest time, rest according to the schedule, and the body fatigue has almost recovered.
Fang Ran stood up again, stretched a lazy waist and worked up his enthusiasm again, curling up the corners of his mouth and walking towards the blazing red palace.
"Come on, get ready to start..."
Then at this time,
Tiangong and the instructor seem to have just arrived at a new design that can take both sides into consideration.
"Hmph, that's not bad, then I will start casting now, and let the kid enlarge the rest to a suitable size."
"Ok."
Fang Ran: "..."
The smile faded...
So now I understand why I saw Tiangong arguing with his instructor. He looked weak and okay, expressionless and without fluctuations in his heart.
It’s because whenever the two argue about any solution,
finally,
Will become his workload.
So Fang Ran has already looked away.
As for how he saw it,
Don't ask, ask is the self-cultivation of being a tool man...