6. Chapter 6 Indigenous methods
For the poor, winter is always so difficult.
"Hey..." He stuffed all the steamed buns and burgers in his mouth carelessly. Yue Peng sighed slightly, put away the black memory card, picked up a book about hand speed training from his side, and began to study it carefully.
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Yue Peng has read a lot of books like this on hand speed and energy pool production, but most of them require special instruments. But how can Yue Peng afford these instruments, even if he can?
Since then, the energy pool cannot be consumed.
In desperation, Yue Peng could only invent a few crude methods, such as grabbing the stones on the table with his hands, or tapping an abandoned keyboard back and forth.
Although the effect is there, it is not obvious. Compared with students from the air combat department who use various instruments for training, there is simply no way to compare.
It seems that I must also make an instrument that can train hand speed. It is simple and energy-saving. This is what Yue Peng has planned in his heart.
The reason why Yue Peng is so persistent in improving his hand speed is that the black memory card requires reaching 8. On the other hand, the increase in hand speed directly determines the efficiency of the fusion energy box and is also an important factor in the success or failure of making the energy box.
With this series of ideas in mind, Yue Peng began to pick up a pencil and a piece of straw paper to start related designs.
Yue Peng is quite enthusiastic about some unorthodox things, including the Tai Energy Pool Fusion Instrument behind him, which was put together by Yue Peng. Yue Peng firmly believes that one person's garbage may be another person's treasure, and the garbage dump is Yue Peng.
Peng's treasure chest.
A day passed in the blink of an eye. Yue Peng woke up, moved around a little, ate something casually, then picked up a tattered leather bag and walked out of the house.
Looking at the broken car at the door, Yue Peng shook his head slightly, and then went straight towards the garbage dump, where Yue Peng went almost every day, mainly to collect discarded energy boxes. If he was lucky, he would also meet
Find some parts that can be repaired.
The garbage dump is not far from Yue Peng's residence. It is only ten minutes away. The entire garbage dump covers an area quite huge. There are piles of garbage like hills on top. The transport fleet will come here from time to time, and then
Send it to a specially developed garbage star.
Skillfully putting on a black mask and pushing down the brim of his black hat, Yue Peng quickly climbed onto a mountain of garbage, and then used a small rake made of steel wire in his hand to rummage through the garbage.
Every time he finds a battery box, Yue Peng will take out the energy measuring instrument and check the power inside. If it is less than 20 points, it is basically useless, because the energy fused is not as much as the loss, and the gain is not worth the loss.
After so many years, Yue Peng has gained a lot of experience in rummaging through garbage. He specializes in rummaging through garbage transported from rich areas and does not touch the garbage from slum areas. As a member of the slums, Yue Peng
I know very well the living conditions in the slums. Everyone is digging and searching, so how can I throw away good things? Things in rich areas are completely different.
Therefore, every time Yue Peng came to the garbage dump, he only looked through the garbage in the rich areas and ignored the garbage in the slums.
Two hours later, I looked at Yue Peng, who was sitting halfway up the garbage mountain. He had taken off his black baseball cap and kept fanning it on his face. His messy hair had been pressed close to his forehead and was covered by it.
There were wisps of sweat, and his eyes seemed peaceful from beginning to end, but in this peace, it was full of a kind of unyielding to life, the kind of unyielding to the current situation of life.
In the broken leather bag in front of Yue Peng, there are already more than a dozen abandoned one-star energy pools, all of which are first-level. Second-level ones are very rare in garbage dumps because many factories will recycle these energy pools.
, extract the precious materials inside.
In addition to the energy pool, next to Yue Peng, there is also a large amount of discarded parts, including the used braking device of the electromagnetic car, and some strange-shaped metal frames.
After taking a few breaths and drinking a few sips of water on the garbage mountain full of waste, Yue Peng once again picked up his backpack, dragging the discarded parts tied into a bundle, and headed towards his home.
After returning home, Yue Peng visited all the parts one by one at the door of his home, then took out the crumpled design drawings from his pocket and began to compare them over and over.
Trying to use these parts to piece together the hand speed training instrument he wanted, after thinking hard for a while, Yue Peng took out the tool box and began to cut the discarded parts in front of him with a particle cutting knife, and then re-welded them.
As soon as he said it, Yue Peng got busy, welding the frame, and then installed the engine and transmission gear set of an electromagnetic motorcycle into it.
In the end, a semicircular, tattered metal shelf was formed, waist high, covered with fist-sized holes one after another. In the middle, there was a small particle screen.
"Almost, you can give it a try." Yue Peng touched the sweat on his head, and a look of relief flashed across his face.
Connecting an energy line to it, taking two metal rods, Yue Peng stepped on the pedal at his feet.
Buzz!
In an instant, the shabby machine in front of me made a series of harsh sounds. The whole machine was like a wild boar about to be slaughtered. At the same time, look at the fist-sized holes on the machine.
The cone-shaped metal body continuously rises and falls rapidly from the hole.
What Yue Peng had to do was to use the two metal rods in his hands to hammer these metal bodies accurately and quickly.
Without the slightest pause, Yue Peng frowned slightly, squinted his eyes, and then suddenly started his hands, looking at the cone that was about to rise, and smashed it down directly. It felt like whack-a-mole. In fact, Yue Penghai was
The inspiration gained from this, and even the internal computing chip, were obtained by Yue Peng from whack-a-mole. The only difference is that it is much more difficult than whack-a-mole.
A minute passed, and Yue Peng, who was like a rock maniac, had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. On the small screen in front of him, Yue Peng's corresponding data was also given through the chip calculation of the whack-a-mole game console.
, the average hand speed per minute is 7.4, an increase of 0.1 compared to the past.
"It seems that it should be able to have some effect." Yue Peng murmured to himself, then started the instrument in front of him again and continued to tap wildly with the metal rod.
For a moment, chaotic sounds began to echo around crazily. Yue Peng himself had entered a state of selflessness. He wanted to change his current living situation. He was not willing to live in the slums all his life doing nothing. The only way was to Keep putting in the effort.
No matter who gave the black memory card, to Yue Peng, it was a ray of hope in life.
A full five hours had passed, and Yue Peng was already sweating profusely, and his hands holding the metal rod began to tremble due to severe overdraft.
The final data has been given on the small screen in front of him. The average hand speed is 7.5. Obviously, after five hours of crazy training, the progress is still very significant. However, Yue Peng himself is not satisfied, but his physical strength no longer allows it.
Throwing the two metal rods on the ground, Yue Peng returned to the small hut. After frantically drinking a few mouthfuls of water, he allowed his arms to get some relief before continuing to start his work - merging energy. Pool.
Even though the hand speed only increased by 0.2, Yue Peng could still clearly feel that when fusing the energy pool, he could clearly feel some ease and ease.
This undoubtedly made Yue Peng feel a bit of joy, as he seemed to see the hope of life.
In the end, due to the increase in hand speed, the components of energy loss were greatly reduced, and Yue Peng synthesized a first-level energy pool with 130 energy points.
Looking at the fused energy pool, which showed 130 points of energy, Yue Peng's face finally showed a faint smile. Such a smile was not far-fetched at all, but came from the heart. In this difficult life, Such a smile is like a gorgeous little white flower in the desert, full of hope and vitality.
"As long as you increase your hand speed to 8, your life may change even more." Yue Peng murmured to himself, and then took out the black memory card again and looked at it over and over. What do you think about this black memory card? The card is full of a sense of mystery. It is as light as a feather, pure black, and has mysterious lines. The power consumption of a small memory card is extremely terrible, but inside, it seems to be another technological treasure.
Holding the black memory card and looking at it for about ten minutes, Yue Peng placed it next to his pillow, then fell on the shabby bed, covered it with a dirty quilt, and fell asleep on his own.
At twelve o'clock at midnight, Yue Peng had already entered into a deep dream. However, at this time, looking at the black memory card beside Yue Peng's pillow, as the time came to twelve o'clock at midnight, the memory card was black and without any reflection. Above, faint light spots suddenly formed, and then gathered together, as if forming a group of incomprehensible symbols, and it seemed that something like a special program was starting on its own.
Under the faint moonlight, it looked extra dazzling and mysterious, and it subsided after an hour.
The next morning, Yue Peng woke up and picked up the black memory card beside him. After looking at it, he put it in his underwear pocket and kept it carefully.
Chapter completed!