Chapter 326: Phantom flow

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According to the number on the engine and the abbreviation of the designer's name, the fat man quickly found this crazy man who tried to miniaturize the battleship-class engine in the central computer 100 years ago.
Tian Xingjian was taken aback when he saw the madman's name on the computer. This name is not only familiar to him, most of the federal people who have passed elementary school and pass the history class should also know.
Casper, chairman of the Federation of Scientists of the National Academy of Sciences, winner of the highest achievement medal in the human sciences, is also the winner of the Einstein Prize for Physics. The most prestigious scientist in the Federation of Leray in three hundred years, a world-class scientific genius.
This is a well-known figure and occupies a very important position in the history of the Leray Federation. Called a national treasure-level scientist. At that time, President Austin had spoken at Caspar's commendation meeting and it has been recited to this day.
Austin ’s original words were:
Mr. Caspar is the glory of the Leray Federation. His wisdom is the most precious wealth of all mankind. His life value is much higher than my life value, because the Federation is independent Over the past 180 years, there have been 33 presidents. And the cosmic scientist who won the highest achievement medal and the Einstein Prize for Physics is only Mr. Casper. Let us pay tribute to him. "
The words of President Austin are not exaggerated.
With his achievements, Casper established his status as the first person in science and technology in the Federation for three hundred years. Not only has he made amazing achievements in scientific research, but more importantly, he has trained a large number of students who are devoted to science and obsessed with science and work productively.
These people have almost become giants in the Lerei federal scientific community. Among them, including Professor Boswell's teacher, the designer of the second-generation [Warcraft] mecha, Dr. Hill, the genius of the federal mecha design.
At that time, Lere technology and education, which were still relatively backward, were raised to a level comparable to that of some major powers.
It took less than thirty years, and the productivity of the transformation of science and technology has made the economy and national power of the Leray Federation more than one level. From a small country to a medium-sized country. Especially in the military, Caspar and his students have accumulated deep scientific and technological reserves for Lere and become the backbone of Lere's defense. Such achievements cannot be copied.
It can be said that every area, every corner, and every person of the Lere Federation is benefited by Caspar. He influenced Lere for nearly sixty years. Until now, in many places, you can feel the shadow of Casper. His legacy of scientific education is the most valuable asset of the Lerei Federation.
The ninety-seven year old died ninety years ago. Being regarded as a scientist more worthy of protection than the president, what impresses the ordinary people most is not his achievement, but a series of rumors in his life that make people talk.
Casper is a scientific giant and a great seed. His handsome appearance, healthy physique and wise mind were perfectly concentrated on him. Such a man is hard for women to resist. The most exciting thing for women is that Casper's character is not dull because of his focus on research. On the contrary, he is humorous and more radiant than the most famous movie star of the time.
It was an era when women were crazy about Caspar, and it was also an era when Caspar was crazy about women. The Lerei Federation is a monogamous country. In order to marry his five girlfriends at the same time, Casper applied for nationality to Jeppen Empire.
When applying for nationality, the young Caspar had already emerged. Such a person's application gave Jeppen Empire no reason to refuse, and it took less than three days to complete the examination and approval, giving Kaspar Jeppen the treatment of citizens.
Caspar held a wedding in Jeppen and spent a sweet honeymoon with his five wives, staying for nearly half a year, and then ran back to the Leray Federation.
Returning to the Federation, Caspar did not apply to re-learn Lere nationality. For those who focus on scientific research, do not like being an official, and never vote for him in elections, he knows that he is a Lere.
Moreover, due to all kinds of troubles caused by nationality, when he won the Einstein Prize for Physics in the sixth year after his return to China, it no longer existed. Therefore, it was not until he was seventy years old and he married his sixth wife that people knew that the national treasure of the Lere Federation was not Lele nationality.
Casper, who was able to eat grass, finally became a Lere citizen. The six wives he married had stayed with him for a lifetime, and he never gave up. Before Casper's death, several of his earliest married wives had passed away one after another, which was a great blow to Casper. After his death, his last wife, a beauty queen who was nearly fifty years younger than him, also ended in sadness.
Casper is a legend. Tian Xingjian is also an idol.
The fat man still remembers that when he was a child in history class, the teacher spoke eloquently on the podium of Casper's great achievements, but he stared at Casper's anomalies on the computer, and eventually suffered.
"Wow. There are six wives in this old man!" At that time, the shocked and surprised little fat man vowed in the classroom somehow: "Idol! From today, he will be my idol! ......... I will marry so many Wife. "
Then, the morally depraved little fat man was not only pinched by An Lei at the same table, but in the laughter of the whole class, the teacher put his ears to the classroom to punish the class.
Looking at the semi-finished engine in front of him, Tian Xingjian was surprised and happy. Because he knew that Casper would never be an overwhelming lunatic anyway. And this is Casper's relic, his research. Not to mention, with the abbreviation of the designer on the engine, this engine can shoot sky-high prices in the auction house!
Fat people now finally understand why this engine will lie here for a hundred years and become an antique without being eliminated. This is not only because the warehouse is a fully enclosed automatic warehouse, but also because the engine is inconspicuous. This is because, at the Capital ’s First Military Academy, where the bronze statue of Caspar was placed in the central garden of the campus, no one dared to move Caspar ’s stuff.
Looking through the records on the computer, Tian Xingjian seemed to be back in the era of Casper. This warehouse, as early as a hundred years ago, was simply a dedicated warehouse of Caspar Laboratories. The entire sixth comprehensive building, built by the Federal Government of Lere and the Capital ’s First Military Academy, was built specifically for Casper.
Without any hesitation, the fat man cracked open the engine.
If Boswell or anyone else sees a fat man doing this, he will definitely try his best! This is Casper's research relic. This fat man actually got to go! Doesn't he understand how precious this thing is?
The fat man certainly understands, but when he thought of having a battleship-class powerful engine on his armor, he was mad with excitement. Since he is crazy, don't say that Caspar is ninety years dead, even if Caspar is watching, the fat man will be taken apart!
The complex engine dazzled the fat inside. Look down the energy inlet tube, energy fusion device, kinetic energy storage bin, kinetic energy gyration, kinetic energy output, engine computer, etc., what is presented to the fat man is a miniaturized warship power cabin!
Fortunately, this is just an unfinished work. Fat people can't imagine how crazy such an engine would be if it appeared a hundred years ago. Even now, a mech with a battleship-class engine is unbelievable.
The more in-depth research, the more shocked the fat man. In order to miniaturize the battleship-level engine, Casper's conception is so wonderful that it is admirable. When the design information on the engine computer was read, the fat man suddenly realized that he had discovered a huge treasure!
This treasure is Casper's work log and design data stored in the engine design computer!
What the material contains is not only the drawings and data of this engine, but Casper's conception and research on the future of mechas based on this engine, based on this engine and integrating his knowledge one hundred years ago!
Combining battle patterns from far and near, with a changeable body, a mind control system, a lighter and stronger alloy, a more advanced drive system and a fire control system. In this concept, Casper described a way to go to heaven. A new type of armed mecha that can change the war mode.
Moreover, he has conducted research in every aspect he envisaged and completed many of the most important tasks.
Fat people look at each item, and the more they look, the more they are surprised, and the more they look, the more they admire. Hundreds of years ago, many of the ideas put forward by this celestial scientist have become a reality today. There are many new ideas that even today's scholars and mechanics have not thought of. There are many research results, enough to make any mecha enthusiast crazy.
In the last work diary marked January 21, 1960, the fat man saw the last passage of Caspar's research work.
"I finally ran out of time and lost to my debilitating body and my increasingly sluggish brain. Eighty-five years old is not an age where I can stop thinking. However, I have no choice but to continue."
"I seem to see future wars, overwhelming battleships, fighter planes and turbulent mechas marching, where these killers pass, blood flows into the river. Human civilization is going backwards, countless innocent people are dying, survivors are ruining Cry among them. "
"Lere is a peaceful country. This kind of peace has lasted for nearly two hundred years. How long can it last, no one knows. I always hope that this is a pure land without war. But I understand that such hope, It will eventually be crushed by the battleship's main gun one day. "
"So, I want to study a weapon that can change the pattern of human warfare. I am not a politician. I cannot end war with politics and war. I am a scientist, and I hope to use my knowledge to make war less so. Cruel. I dare not hope that the future universe is a unified universe without war. I only hope that the future war is a war of a few people. "
"Based on the idea of ​​a future war, I set my research direction on weapons that can freely fight on land, sky, and space. This is a combination of mechs and fighters. It has been developed by humans for war. Space Mech. What I need to do is to perfect it and make it an absolute force. Therefore, it will change the turbulent war mode and reduce the casualties between the two sides in the contest. "
"They seem to be very supportive of my ideas, and they helped me a lot when I started to work. I have always admired their wisdom and virtue. I believe in my common choice with them. So, I used thirty Years to come and conduct my research. "
"It ’s a naive idea to use one weapon to contain war. But paranoid I did n’t understand it until now. Humans can always create all kinds of weapons for war. When this kind of absolute force is born In the future, humans will find ways to popularize it, and then use more cutting-edge technology to create new killers. Continue the war. "
"Stones, bronzes, irons, gunpowder, firearms, tanks, missiles and even atomic bombs. One invention after another, it shows that human self-mutilation has entered a more efficient era. There is no perfect party, no perfect rule. Human greed , Ignorance, the so-called justice, religion and ideology determine that mankind cannot exterminate war. "
"So, I gave up my efforts here. I do n’t want a weapon that does not belong to this era to appear in advance, so that the confidence of some people in the Federation will be inflated, thus ending the peaceful life of the Lere Federation. I ca n’t make such a mistake. . "
"Moreover, I finally began to doubt, and they were skeptical. Although, they never did anything contrary to moral standards. However, I, who is not morally noble, still doubt."
"I do n’t know who will continue my research after my death. Who will see this diary. My students, I once warned you that in a peaceful age, before your knowledge exceeds me, it is not allowed Continue my research work. That will waste your time and bring restlessness to the country. "
"However, I still hope that if one day Lere is caught in the quagmire of war. My research can contribute a little to defend this peaceful country."
"If you need and can continue my work, then please complete it. If not, I think, I can give you my little experience. Go to the folks, where there are hidden dragons and tigers. All my inspiration and knowledge come from There, do n’t shut yourself in the military laboratory. "
"Finally, please remember. When you have mastered absolute force, your responsibility is not to win or to attack the city. Your responsibility is to end the war. At least, to end the war in Lere. And make sure that what you control is not Will bring disaster to mankind. "
The diary is over. After reading the last paragraph, the fat man pondered for a long time.
In this document, it is the hard work of Casper's life. Although it is not complete, many of these achievements can be called miracles. With this information, Lei Lei will stand up with the Republic of Feiyang in the research of mecha, and even develop the position of the 12th-generation mecha that is higher than the Binalt Empire!
I just don't know what kind of people the "them" in Casper's mouth is.
In perplexity, Boswell's voice came from the communicator on his wrist: "Fat man, open the door for me!" The old man's voice was a little bad.
The fat man addicted to the amazing discovery, unaware of this, opened the alloy door between the warehouse and the Boswell laboratory on the console.
Boswell stepped in with his eyes glaring. Behind the old man, a little pink doodle boy shook his clothes timidly.
"Fart?" The fat man was completely stupid. Although he knew that Boswell and the little fart boy had been in the research room to pretend to be cute and sleepless, but he never dreamed that the real body of the fart was so realistic after it was created.
Moreover, the fat man has to admit that the fart looks too cute!
Ruddy skin glows in the tender white, a large proportion of the head, curly hair, a pink face, big innocent black eyes, a small nose, a little bit of ears, and then a meat toot, about The body of a one-and-a-half-year-old kid is more adorable than Cupid.
"Fatty." The little fart boy opened his hands and stumbled over: "Hug!"
"Hold a fart!" The fat man stamped his face on the little fart boy. Step on this pink and cute little bastard. Let his fleshy limbs mark on the ground.
"Dead fat!" Boswell sneered: "You're a cow!"
The fat man didn't dare to provoke the old man and said with a smile: "This little is cute and disgusting, and I am also conditioned."
"Conditional reflex?" Boswell jumped up and down: "It's all overturned outside. You disassemble the things in the warehouse like this and let Lao Tzu get blamed. Isn't it conditioned reflex?"
"This ..." The fat man blocked the Caspar's engine with a guilty conscience, and said blankly: "I don't know, maybe the research is too fascinating."
"Fascinated?" Under the hint of ass, the old man found the fat man's unnaturalness, and came up and stretched out his hand: "Leave!"
The fat man stumbled and kicked the hood with the abbreviation engraved. Standing sideways at a loss, his expression was extremely innocent. Unfortunately, he forgot that Boswell was an expert who had been mechanically obsessed all his life.
The first time he saw the engine, Boswell froze. The internal structure of the engine is completely different from the ordinary engine, so he quickly understood what this is.
The old man glanced at the fat man and walked over quickly, picking up the hood that the fat man kicked away. As soon as he saw the abbreviation on the hood, the old man ran away.
"I'm going to kill you a prodigal thing!" The old man looked around for weapons.
The fat man ran away. He knew that if he ran slowly, this mad old man might really start.
For a while in the warehouse, flying dogs and cats jumped. Under the chase of the old man, the fat man spun around in the warehouse quickly. With Boswell's old arms and legs, how could he catch up with him.
Until Boswell found a test gun, the fat man really panicked. Quickly ran to the front door of the warehouse, took out the permission card and inserted it into the card reader, opened the door, and quickly flashed through the crack of the door that had just opened.
As soon as he went out, the fat man was ignorant.
In the hall at the entrance of the warehouse, hundreds of eyes stared at him in amazement.
"Who are you ?! How are you in the warehouse?" A professor-like man asked sharply.
Obviously, the professor at the Capital ’s First Military Academy who was waiting for Boswell to solve the warehouse problem in the hall did not recognize who he was.
At that time, all the fat people entered the research room, they were all researchers of Gary Palan laboratory. Not to mention that the professor did n’t know the identity of the fat man, even if he knew, he could n’t escape the federal hero and this one from the warehouse, because he was obsessed with research and his face was stubble, and his hair was messy like a chicken nest. The guy with the panic-stricken look flashed in his eyes.
Behind him, Boswell's rapid footsteps came.
The fat man's eyes dribbled, too late to heed the professor's question. He pulled the professor in front of him and fled to the entrance of the hall quickly. Several researchers who were too late to dodge were knocked over by him.
The old man of Boswell, with red eyes and a test gun, rushed out of the warehouse door: "Come on, grab him."
Looking at this posture, hundreds of researchers gathered in the hall finally understood.
"Catch the thief!"
"What a thief ... catch a spy!"
"Quickly, notify the guard! Stop him!"
"To see people alive, to see dead bodies to die."
For a time the emotions were turbulent. Everyone chased after the fat butt.
The capital ’s first military academy, from top to bottom, are all federal soldiers. It would be a shame and shame for the 500 years since the school was dared to invade the top-secret warehouse of the military laboratory.
The entire sixth complex suddenly boiled. Hundreds of people stomped the corridor trembling with the sound of footsteps. Each professor, researcher, and student took up the broom, tested various sulfuric acid, extra large crucibles, mechanical parts and other weapons. The fat man became a rat chased and blocked.
When Boswell was left behind by the crowd breathlessly, things were out of control.
The fat man rushed to his chest and looked back. While secretly crying in my heart. Whether it was because of a misunderstanding, or because of the dismantling of the most sacred Caspar relic in the minds of everyone in the First Military Academy, once he was caught, there must be no good ending.
Three steps and two steps ran downstairs, quickly flashed a few trainees rushing from the elevator, the fat man quickly rushed out of the complex.

Standing in front of the magnificent gate of the Capital ’s First Military Academy, thinking of his previous military school career, Thomas suddenly felt a little funny.
A third-level mecha knight, coming to participate in an inter-academic mecha fighting, is really an experience that is not worth boasting about. If it were not for the elder of the student who invited him, he would have a decisive influence on his family, and he would never come to participate in any competition.
As a graduate of this school, Thomas is not unwilling to win glory for his alma mater. However, he was too aware of the melee fighting level of the Capital ’s First Military Academy.
Now think of it, even the most powerful mech training instructor in the college, Thomas, who has been outside for more than ten years, seems to have a close combat level.
After nearly eight years of training in Freeport, Thomas believes that in this world, all military schools of this era cannot have close combat masters. Even the military, the level of close combat has long been far behind.
This is entirely determined by the form of war.
Military mecha with long-range firepower, the control focus is on aiming, dodge and cooperation. Even with close combat training, it is far from being comparable to civil mecha combat.
The army that has just turned its eyes on melee combat may not yet understand that the essence of melee combat is not only the hand speed they have been pursuing! Nor is it the rigid control of rigid mechas that rely on high speed!
Talking about victory or defeat by hand speed is an insult to mecha fighting!
This point, Thomas has retired from the army as early as the first year of going to Freeport for the mecha dream in his heart already understood.
At that time, his self-sustaining hand speed was close to 40 movements per second. In a field competition, he was beaten by those civil fighters with less than 35 movements. A quasi-eighth-level mech warrior, after so many years of hard work, did not achieve the title of a third-level mech knight, naturally not because of stupidity.
Modern civil mecha fighting has already reached the era of contention among hundreds of schools. The fighting essence inherited from the millennium genre cannot be imagined by the military ignoring the melee fighting for hundreds of years.
For this game, Thomas hardly thinks he has a shot. He felt that even the Lei Lei civil tier 3 mecha fighters were far lower than the free port tier 3 mecha fighters. However, the student named Taylor can already fight all over the college. Moreover, there is also a first-level mecha fighter in pressure. Coming here by yourself may be a reminiscence of the student era.
"Brother Thomas, is this your alma mater?" A clear voice asked.
Thomas withdrew his thoughts. The person who asked the question was his mentor, [Gryphon Knight] the young curator of the Mecha Fighting Museum, the first-level Mecha Knight, and also the young generation leader of [Phantom Flow], Kozmo.
The so-called [phantom flow] is a genre of civil mech fighting. It originated from Chuckner, and later, in a political event, the Patriarch Li family of the Mirage suffered a devastating blow. The Phantom Stream disciples are scattered everywhere, and now, the most famous representative is the [Gryphon Knight] Mecha Fighting Hall where Thomas is located.
Curator Elder Smith, is a third-level mecha commander. The phantom flow fighting technique has already been practiced. However, with the rise of various schools, the phantom flow without the inheritance of the patriarchal skills has gradually declined.
"Yes, Brother Kozmo. There is actually nothing fun here. The level of melee combat is not too high, and, because it is a military academy, there are many restrictions." Thomas replied politely.
The young man named Kozmo smiled and waved his hands, looking at the college with interest. In the eyes of ordinary people, Kozmo is an ordinary young man with a gentle smile, but Thomas knows that behind this young man's smiling and warm face, it is far more powerful than his own mecha control.
Everyone believes that as long as time passes, Kozmo will be able to carry the banner of [Gryphon Knight], and the Freeport Alliance gathered in the masters will once again make the declining [Phantom Flow] become the top genre of melee melee fighting .
This genius of the Smith family is only 20 years old this year.
Thomas didn't speak anymore. This time he was invited to participate in the college competition. He really just happened. This was originally his private affair, but unexpectedly, Kozmo insisted on coming together.
Thomas didn't quite understand why a low-level college game that he didn't see very much would arouse his interest.
Kozmo turned a blind eye to the confusion Thomas had almost written on his face.
Although Thomas has been in the Griffon Knight for six years, he is extremely loyal to the genre. However, there are some things that he is not qualified to know.
Kozmo stared at the gate of the academy, and in the distance, a group of young men in student uniforms were coming head-on. Kozmo smiled slightly, and his interest in the game did not depend on who lost or won. He just wanted to try his luck to see if he could find the secrets related to the Warcraft that could be phantomed on the Internet.

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