Faced with the injustice of the man with glasses, Han Xinghai's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his eyes were coldly watching the man with glasses motionless.

"What are you going to do?!"

The man with a fierce and cowardly glasses felt chilling on his back, and he felt like he was staring at by a carnivore.

"First of all, I have no interest in her; secondly, I know she doesn't want to see me, so I want to wait until she finishes reading and leave before going to find a book; finally, this is a public place, as a teacher, you say nothing of it without any evidence, how can you be a role model for me?" Although Han Xinghai is taciturn, it does not mean that he is not good at talking. After all, he has specialized in logical thinking.

"..." The man in glasses was so questioned by Han Xinghai that he opened his mouth, but he couldn't answer.

At this time, the girls around him looked over, and the man with glasses looked red.

Lin Yueya didn't say anything, but just snorted coldly, then turned around and left, leaving the man with glasses standing in front of Han Xinghai with an awkward look on his face.

"Teacher Sima, what happened?" An old man with silver hair and black-framed glasses came over.

Although the old man had silver hair, he had a childish face. He was wearing a gray-white suit, clean and refreshing, and with a pair of black-framed glasses, his whole body exuded an elegant bookish atmosphere. His forehead was wide and his face was kind. He looked like a person full of wisdom.

"It's okay, doctor." The man in glasses quickly bowed slightly, with a humble look on his face.

"Oh, it's fine, no."

"Okay, Doctor." The man in glasses said carefully.

"Are you a cleaner?" the old man who was called a doctor by the man in glasses looked up and down Han Xinghai and asked.

"Yes." Han Xinghai was neither humble nor arrogant, and he bowed slightly. This was respect for the elders, not to mention that the other party was a doctor. In Han Xinghai's mind, a doctor was a god-like existence, because Luo Yi was called a doctor when he was on the Eternal No., and Dr. Luo Yi was only a teenager and knew astronomy and geography. The old man in front of him was at least eighty, and his knowledge was imaginable.

In fact, this is completely Han Xinghai's subjective consciousness. The amount of knowledge humans master has nothing directly related to their age. Dr. Luo Yi is an extremely rare genius and cannot be measured by common sense.

"Well, it's not bad, young people should read more books." The old man nodded.

"Thank you, Doctor."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore." The old man smiled slightly, nodded again, and walked into the library.

The man with glasses who was called Sima by Lin Yueya looked at Han Xinghai gloomyly, snorted coldly, and left with disdainful expression.

Han Xinghai naturally would not take this matter to heart. He immediately began to flip through the books on the bookshelf and download some of the books he was interested in to the brainwave reader.

It is worth mentioning here that after more than 10,000 years of human reading, paper books have other functions to assist in retrieval, for example, each book will have a unique code, which can be downloaded on Singularity Network using a brain wave reader.

In a sense, libraries present books in physical form, allowing readers to screen through their eyes, which is something Singularity Network cannot do.

In addition to finding books of interest to Han Xinghai, the library, is to enrich his brainwave reader.

Although Han Xinghai likes paper reading, he does not reject brain wave reading. After all, brain wave reading is several times more efficient. Moreover, brain wave readers have no requirements for the reading environment. Even when collecting garbage, he can use it with one mind...

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In addition to mechas, Han Xinghai is also very interested in materials application science.

Anyway, all the knowledge about metal is full of magic for Han Xinghai.

Influenced by Dr. Luo Yi, Han Xinghai also wanted to learn about artificial intelligence and gene knowledge, but he really has no talent in this area. He often feels like his brain is about to explode after less than three pages of a book, and he can't read it at all, let alone conduct in-depth research.

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Han Xinghai, who forgot his time, was brought back to reality by the time reminder in the brainwave reader, and it was time to work.

Han Xinghai reluctantly left the library and went straight to the warehouse.

Han Xinghai just arrived at the warehouse door and heard a depressed crying sound.

who?

Han Xinghai took his pace and walked slowly to the warehouse door, and then the expression on his face became petrified.

It was Uncle Tom who cried.

Uncle Tom was rushing on his baby mecha and cried bitterly. His baby mecha had almost become a pile of scrap iron. The armor in several places was torn and opened to reveal the dense light brain pipeline inside. Some sensors were directly exposed to the air. The worst thing was that one of the mechanical legs of the mecha was broken into two pieces.

"Uncle Tom!" Han Xinghai walked over and shouted carefully.

"Ah...Wuwuwu...Han Xinghai, I'm sorry for your t-quantity metal...I lost...I lost...Wuwuwu..."

Uncle Tom threw himself on Han Xinghai's chest like a child and burst into tears.

"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Don't be sad, we will win back in the future."

"Yes, victory or defeat is common in military affairs! Han Xinghai, I want to take revenge! I must take revenge. Can you lend me the door god?" Tom suddenly straightened his chest, turned his eyes, and looked at the door god towering in the warehouse with greed. Han Xinghai naturally didn't know that Uncle Tom coveted his door god as soon as he was defeated.

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"You're not so stingy, are you?" Uncle Tom looked at Han Xinghai with a look of hope.

"...No." Han Xinghai shook his head.

"I knew you couldn't bear to bear it." Uncle Tom looked disappointed.

"It's not that I can't bear to leave it. The door god is not designed for mecha fighting. It has many design flaws. It needs to be lent to you and wait for me to complete the modification." Han Xinghai explained.

"What you mean is that you can lend it to me after you have modified it?" Uncle Tom's eyes lit up.

"Yes."

"Hahaha... you can change it quickly, change it quickly! I want to take revenge, I must take revenge! I will trample him under my feet and ravage him to the fullest!" Uncle Tom's eyes shot out of his passion.

"It may take some time." Han Xinghai smiled bitterly.

"Why! Doesn't it look pretty good?"

"The Door God is a mecha designed five hundred years ago. It had many advanced designs at that time, but it has lagged behind now. Of course, the design is not the key. Its basic functions are similar to other mechas. The most important thing is that the size of this mecha is too large, almost twice as heavy as an ordinary mecha. Therefore, its engine is independently designed... The problem lies in the engine. You see, the ratio of the door God's robot arm is completely different from that of the ordinary mecha. It is longer, just like a gibbon. In this design, the mechanical transmission of the main engine will cause insufficient power. Then, the hydraulic system must be added at this time, just like a human finger must have ligaments. However, solving this problem has exposed new problems. For example, after the power provided by the main engine passes through the hydraulic system, there will be a sudden hysteresis... This problem is not a problem now, but the mecha five hundred years ago is a big problem..."

Han Xinghai originally wanted to tell Uncle Tom that the design of the door god was specifically for the interstellar brigade military ants, but I couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so I simply talked about the design flaws. Strictly speaking, as a mecha specifically for the interstellar brigade military ants, the door god is already perfect, but if it is allowed to fight against the steel mecha made by humans, its flaws are very obvious. After all, the design of the door god is aimed at the interstellar brigade military ants weighing less than a thousand kilograms, and human mechas are dozens of tons of casually.

"Can you be more straightforward?" Uncle Tom asked pitifully.

"We need powerful auxiliary engines to make up for design flaws." Han Xinghai said bluntly.

"This is not a problem, there are many auxiliary engines on the market..."

"Not many. I checked it. Currently, the mecha auxiliary engines on the market are all targeting mechas of twelve meters standard height. In other words, these auxiliary engines are not enough to drive the two heavy robotic arms at all. At most, it will be improved a little, not meeting the parameters needed by the door god."

"What should I do?" Uncle Tom looked desperate.

"Don't worry, or let's repair your iron cow first."

"This is not something that can be repaired in a short time... The main reason is that I don't have the money to buy accessories." Tom looked depressed.

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

"Hehe, I knew you had a mine at home!"
Chapter completed!