An Unscientific Mechanic

Chapter 331: Initial start

"I think my head must have been damaged by the tentacle of Hong Mo yesterday..." Ian spent 35 minutes writing the math test paper for the Japanese middle school entrance exam, and transferred it boringly. pen. "Otherwise, how could you agree to such a horrible job..."

The night before, I promised to come over and help. I rushed over overnight. The first thing was to take the high school entrance exam... It started at 9:30 in the morning and the exam lasted two hours.

The current Ian uses Miri’s pre-customized clones, real and ordinary human clones. He is 16 years old, 175 cm tall, and weighs 75 kg. He can’t use brain quantum waves. He can run 50 meters in 6.5 seconds, 1000 meters, 3 minutes and 15 seconds...

A complete standard template for ordinary people, the only difference from ordinary people is probably the psionic power in Ian’s soul...

By the way...

Thanks to the colorful hair color genes in this world, my blond hair is in District 11... Japan is not eye-catching at all. In my own examination room, green, yellow, orange, red, blue, and purple...

Coupled with the unscientific figure of these children...

Could it be that this place is actually Love Nikki-Dress UP Queen?

After finally getting up to the shortest paper-handing time of one hour, Ian handed in the paper and Sa Yazi left, strolling slowly in the college area.

"Let me be the protagonist? Replace the role of the original male lead? Sister, at least show me the script first... But the development here is really good. It's obviously in the middle of the 21st century, with a lot of technology. Has reached the level of the 22nd or even the 23rd century.

There is also the White Knight incident...

This Nima is not scientific..."

Actually, what Ian wants to say is, this is just crazy...

2341 missiles were fired by Shinozuka to gain control. Then the IS white knight appeared and killed about 1221 rounds of half of the missiles with the slash, and then the far away missiles were shot down with the large-scale charged particle cannon that was a prototype at the time. At this time, countries all over the world launched an operation to seize this super-performance IS, but it completely failed. The "Ultimate Mobile Weapon" IS, which killed 2341 missiles, 207 fighter jets, 7 cruisers, 5 aircraft carriers, and 8 surveillance satellites, established its image in people's hearts overnight. The fact that just one airframe surpasses the military strength of a country.

But what's the point of this stuff?

Just to promote IS and improve the status of women by the way?

Created more than two hundred individual weapons for the final decisive battle?

Eliminate old-style conventional armaments?

Fight for power?

Old sister, you didn't fight for any power...

Even all the intelligence agencies in the world are searching for your location with all their strength...

However, the technology extended by IS does benefit mankind, such as transparent medium holographic projection, small pollution-free high-power reactor, inertial stabilization device, mature small high-energy laser, excellent heat-resistant composite materials and so on.

(It's almost lost... It's done in 1 hour)

Directly upgrade the world’s nuclear power from a fission reactor to a fusion reactor with more power and less pollution. By the way, more advanced micro-reactors, high-performance electric motors and efficient energy storage equipment have been resolved from IS together.

Almost overnight, the value of oil as a fuel was stepped into the quagmire.

As for why the replacement is so fast...

For example, the same F-22 fighter jet, the same F-119 engine, can fly 1,500 kilometers at a speed of Mach 0.8 with full jet fuel. Using an anti-gravity engine combined with a plasma jet engine, powered by a small palladium reactor, it can fly 4000 kilometers at the same speed.

The other performance is basically unchanged. The six tons of mass originally occupied by fuel can be completely replaced by load. Even if it is not replaced by a load, the smaller the mass of the same model, the better the maneuverability.

After a transformation, it will have performance equivalent to at least half a generation ahead of the original model. God knows how much more it will cost to re-develop a new fighter.

Ian thought about the information collected by the Intelligence Department during this period of time. IS was originally used as a mobile device for aerospace, to replace the old-style spacesuit, and developed a multifunctional outfit.

However, for various reasons, it began to be used for military use. The whole field of unidirectional decentralized neural connection self-regulating mobile weapon. This was the positioning and military name of IS in this period, but because its inventor Shinonosuke insisted on calling this aircraft For InfiniteStratos, this stinking long name is no one cares about. Only in the early military development of military IS data can we see this name longer than the National Land Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau.

and many more……

Multifunctional attire

Multiiform

Suits

Full field unidirectional decentralized neural connection autonomic mobile weapon

Generalpurpose

Neuro-link

Dispersive

Autonomic

ManeuverWeaponSystem

There was a subtle expression on Ian's face, and only now did Ian realize why this old military name was bolded and enlarged in the report.

Shentemo Unidirectional Distributed Nerve Connection Autonomous Mobile Weapon...

I am afraid that when the intelligence officer wrote the report on IS, he was also holding back the laughter...

Emmmm...

Even Moses Roy...

Ian wandered in the college area with his head full of trains, and walked to the IS academy's testing area.

When I recovered, Ian found sadly...

I don’t know where it is anymore, and I don’t have any impression of how I came here just now...

After searching for a long time, Ian found out that he had walked to the IS Academy area.

With the mentality of having come, I went up to see Gang Damu... Uh, IS it?

"But...it's only eleven o'clock, there is no one?" Walking in the empty teaching building, Ian always felt something was wrong.

Following the instructions of the holographic projection on the wall, Ian walked to the IS synchronization rate... adaptive detection classroom.

This door turned out to be half open? Brother, aren't you afraid of being stolen? There are more than 400 IS cores in the world...

"According to the data, this thing should be a second-generation aircraft made in Japan, Ruihe..." Ian slapped his head, which is not a tactical aircraft...

Today my mind is a bit far away. Is it because I am using a body of the age of the second disease... Should I adjust the secretion of hormones and dopamine...

"...Continuing from the above, the second-generation IS made in Japan, the IS for training purchased by the IS Academy..."

"Oh...I used to use IS with the name Gang Oki?"

Ian touched the iron-grey IS.

"It's not full armor...Huh?"

The IS in front of it made a buzzing start-up sound, and it gave out a faint but conspicuous light.

"Activated?" Ian looked blank, thinking that it would take two days to crack a core before he could rewrite the script. "Is this rewriting the characteristics of my psychopathic wave? Or is it rewriting my physical characteristics?"

"Si... Si Guo..." Ian turned around and a handsome boy stood at the door of the classroom.

And this boy's exclamation attracted a lot of teacher candidates.

Ian is even more at a loss... Brother, now I can’t use the Force’s brain quantum waves, nor the psychopathic waves, and it’s also weak, but it’s not that an ordinary person behind me can’t sense it...

How did you do it, the former protagonist?

And where did the rest of you come from? ? I wandered upstairs but no one saw me?

"Which class are you in? Why privately...boy?!" A teacher hurriedly walked in to take Ian away, but when he walked in and looked carefully, he found something was wrong.

The body ratio is not at all a girl's body ratio, and her height is also half a head taller than herself. Although she has long hair, she is definitely not a girl.

"Are you really a boy?" The little green-haired teacher looked up at Ian's dazed face.

"I think my secondary sexual characteristics are still very obvious." Ian pointed to his Adam's apple, but the teacher who understood the human heart in front of him went three ways. The corner of Ian's mouth twitched, and he forgot that this product had some natural attributes. Hold the head of the teacher in front of her to prevent her from lowering her head. "I'm still a child..."

"Yes... I'm sorry!" The face of the little teacher who understands people's heart in front of him flushed instantly.

"Hey, what's going on here... why are they all around here?" Chiba Chindong came over, but when he saw the people who were in the crowd, his tone paused for a summer, and then it became a lot colder. .

"Teacher Zhiban! This kid, this kid started the "Iron Fight"! And it's still a boy!" The green-haired, understanding Yamada hopped to the side of Zhiban Qiandong.

"How is it possible?!" Chin Dong was taken aback, but he and his best friend Shinozuka adjusted this IS into a state that could be activated by the biological characteristics of the plaque for a summer and brain waves. , But why this person...

"It may also be a misjudgment of the body, hey, the boys over there. Go and put on the body." Chiba Chindong's eyelids drooped and he was lost in thought. Is there something wrong with the setting of his girlfriend, or is there something wrong with this person? Special place.

"Emmmm..." Ian was standing in front of this machine, touching his chin and looking up and down the machine. "How to wear? Are there instructions?"

"Just lean back up, and leave the rest to the body for automatic dressing." Chiba Chindong's tone was very impatient, especially when he saw his stupid brother who was supposed to be in Ian's position and still looked like When looking at Ian who was dressing with the expression of "Si Guozheng", he was even more frustrated.

I'm my mother, my mother, my wife and my girlfriends conspired for so long, how many plans have been made, how many personality models have been analyzed, and this has created a chance for you to become famous, what are you...

Zhiban Qiandong clenched his fist tightly with his right hand, his blood pressure was almost full.

Forget it, don't look at that stupid face.

Zhiban Qiandong raised his head to look at Ian, who was about to finish dressing.

"System Startup"

"Nerve contact begins"

"HUD starts, and retinal projection starts."

"The system self-check started and all passed."

"The body has started to complete."

With the mentality of having come, I went up to see Gang Damu... Uh, IS it? "But...it's only eleven o'clock, there is no one?" Walking in the empty teaching building, Ian always felt something was wrong.