Chapter 124： Rating

After confirming the design draft, Yan Hao began to work overtime to produce. The task that Old Pang gave him was to independently produce a Level 6 mech before the end of the semester. Now, most of the mech manufacturing Yan Hao has been completed, only the last melee weapon.

The difficulty of making weapons is second only to the mecha core, so Yan Hao spends a lot of effort when making weapons. In addition, the final exam will be coming soon, and Yan Hao almost lives in the laboratory. Lao Pang returned to his dormitory to live in his dormitory for Yan Hao, and gave up the laboratory bed. In this way, Yan Hao finally finished the weapon production one day before the final exam.

Since then, the first self-made mech in Yan Hao's life has been completed.

Pang Lao circled around the freshly baked mecha, his face was full of relief. This mecha can be said to have been made by him, but when he really saw the finished product, he was still in front of him. The mecha was shocked.

He was shocked not because of how shocking this mecha was, but because of the excellence of his disciples. This is the first mecha in Yan Hao’s life. If you don’t know this clearly and just look at this mecha, Pang will definitely think that this mecha is an experienced mecha maker. maded.

Whether it is the fit of thousands of parts inside the mecha or the fluency of energy transmission in the inner circuit of the mecha, this mecha has reached the extreme. If this mecha gets rated by the Federal Mecha Association, it will definitely reach 95 points or more. In fact, the federation assigns a mecha manufacturer a level six title, and it only needs to have mechas made by him with a score of 75 or more.

"Xiao Hao, tomorrow I will have someone send this mecha to the Federal Association for rating, and then you will be a veritable level 6 mecha manufacturer." Old Pang said proudly.

As a sophomore, he was already a level six mecha maker, and only his disciples of Pang Tianhe could do it in the entire Federation.

Hahaha, no loss is the old man's closed disciple.

"Teacher, I have the final exam tomorrow." Yan Hao reminded.

"What are you taking? The Federal University's graduation requirement for you students is nothing more than producing a Class 4 mecha with a score of 60 points or more. You are a Class 6 mecha manufacturer. You can graduate early." Pang Lao Dao.

"Huh?" Yan Hao looked dazed, why did he graduate early?

"Why, do you want to take the exam? Yes, you can, but don't you think you are bullying your classmates?" Pang Lao asked.

"Then... Then I won't go." Maybe it was because the last life was lonely for too long. In this life, Yan Hao likes group life very much, so no matter how busy he is to make mechas this semester, he will go every time he goes to class. Go on it seriously, even if he has learned all those contents. He likes to be with his classmates, so he doesn't want to hurt them, not to mention bullying.

Elder Pang didn't know that a casual sentence he uttered could bring such a big heart wave to Yan Hao. He just felt that the school exams were useless for Yan Hao. It doesn't matter if Yan Hao goes to class or something, after all, young people must have their own circle.

"Then it's settled." Old Pang made a final decision.

The next day.

Yan Hao and He Shao went out together. After going out, one went to the left and the other to the right, one went to the Federal Mecha Association for rating, and the other went to take the hard-to-force final exam.

There are many people in the Mecha Makers Association, but most of them are assessed by Level 4 and Level 5 mecha makers, and the number of Level 6 and above is much smaller. Apart from Yan Hao, there are only two middle-aged uncles.

"Classmate, did you go to the wrong floor?" One of the uncles called to Yan Hao.

"Isn't this the place evaluated by the Level 6 mecha manufacturer?" Yan Hao said, and then stepped back to the door and took a look at the number plate. That's right, it's here.

"Are you here to assess the level 6 mecha maker?" The uncle's expression changed when he heard it, and the other middle-aged man who was sitting silent also looked at Yan Hao with a look of astonishment.

Seeing that Yan Hao was wearing the uniform of the Federal University, they naturally thought that Yan Hao was here to assess the level four mecha.

"Yeah." Yan Hao nodded.

"Have you made an appointment?" Mecha makers below level 5 do not need to make an appointment to come to the association for assessment, but after level 5, an appointment must be made in advance for the assessment of the level. Appointment is also subject to conditions. You must be a mecha maker of level 5 or above and have a certain level of mental power before you can make an appointment. These two conditions are to make sure that the person who made the appointment has the potential and ability to become a level six mecha maker, not to make an appointment indiscriminately. In this way, the association will send an eighth-level mecha maker over to conduct mecha evaluation.

If not, if anything is fine, just one person can come over and apply for assessment. Wouldn't the association's eighth-level mecha maker be exhausted? When the bearded man asked, he was actually confirming Yan Hao's ability in disguise.

"Yes, I am number one." The appointment was made by Pang Lao yesterday, but he just asked him to come over this morning.

Hearing that, the two uncles were shocked again. Before Yan Hao came, they had known each other, and their appointment numbers were No. 2 and No. 3. They were still discussing just now that they didn't know who came on the 1st in a while, and they even guessed the names of a few people they knew who were about to be promoted to Level 6 Mecha Makers. But the one who doesn't want to come will be a teenager who looks like a student.

But if the appointment is successful, it means that they have this ability. Is it just that the Federation has such a young Level 5 mecha maker? If so, why haven't they heard of it?

"When did you grade five?" the uncle asked.

"I haven't commented." Yan Hao said.

Not rated? I haven't commented on how to make an appointment.

Just when the uncle wanted to ask again, the door opened again, and a middle-aged man wearing an Association overalls and wearing an eighth-level mecha maker badge on his chest walked in, behind him were two uniformed staff members.

"Master Qin." Two middle-aged uncles respectfully saluted the men who walked in. The visitor was the head of the Capital Star of the Federal Mecha Association, the eighth-level mecha maker Qin Yongchang.

Upon seeing this, Yan Hao quickly stepped aside and saluted together.

The mecha manufacturing master is a very respected profession in the Federation, not to mention the eighth-level manufacturing masters, each of which has a high status in the Federation.

Qin Yongchang raised his hand, indicating that everyone does not need to be polite, and walked straight to the center of the room. There is a very large instrument in the center of the room, this instrument is specially used to detect the level of mecha. Qin Yongchang walked over and stood still, and the assistant behind him immediately handed a piece of paper over.

Qin Yongchang took it, his eyes flashed, and looked at Yan Hao: "Come here."

Yan Hao quickly walked over: "Master Qin."

Qin Yongchang didn't seem to be surprised at Yan Hao's youth. He raised his hand and motioned, "Release your mecha."

"Yes." Yan Hao nodded, took out the space button, and summoned the mecha he made. Then, a silver-white mecha appeared in the center of the room. In an instant, a visual impact shocked everyone present.

It is a mecha with perfect streamline, exquisite workmanship and compelling momentum. He just stands so quietly, so that people can feel the spiritual fluctuations emanating from the mecha. This is a machine that has just been produced. Unique fluctuations that only exist in A.

It is more difficult to make mechas above level 6 because the internal parts need to be made with mental power, and there are hundreds or thousands of parts that require mental power in the mecha, so the producer is completing the production. After all the mechas are assembled, and all the internal mental powers are matched, the mechas can emit such obvious mental fluctuations. And as long as it is a mecha that can emit such mental power fluctuations, the level will not be low.

"Come here and inject your mental power here." After a brief surprise, Qin Yongchang quickly returned to his senses and pointed to an instrument beside him.

This instrument is used to collect and analyze mental power, and also to prevent cheating. Only when the mecha maker's mental power fluctuates and is consistent with the mental power inside the mecha that came to test, the assessment can be passed. Because the production cycle of the mecha is too long, the association cannot supervise the whole process. In this way, the detection of mental power can completely eliminate the possibility of making mechas on their behalf.

The mecha has been placed in the detection chamber. After Yan Hao finished injecting his mental energy, the instrument was quickly activated. After a buzzing sound, a series of data also appeared on the display screen together. Those data represent all the attributes of the mecha. The whole process lasted about ten minutes, and the final score appeared, 90 points.

"90!!" Someone couldn't help but yelled out, it was the uncle who spoke to Yan Hao just now.

If he hadn't seen Yan Hao inject mental energy into the instrument and was sure that there was no possibility of cheating, he would not have believed that this mecha was made by the boy in front of him. No, even now, he feels like he is dreaming.

Qin Yongchang raised his eyebrows, obviously a little surprised, but his surprise was not too obvious. He looked up at the series of data, and Chao Yanhao said: "The system has perfect coordination, 95 points of mental power, and energy transmission rate. 90 points. Your failure lies in the weapon."

Qin Yongchang pointed to the column value representing weapons, weapon system, 60 points.

"Your weapon score has just passed, which surprised me." Qin Yongchang said, "The thermal weapons of your mecha have a score of around 90 points, but your melee weapon design seems to be a bit hasty. . Level, only barely enough for the fourth-level mecha, a sixth-level mecha, you are equipped with such a weapon, lower the level of the entire mecha. You have to know, the sixth-level mecha and the fifth-level mecha The difference, the bigger one, is the melee weapon, so my final score for you is 85."

After the instrument is tested, the assessor will give the mecha maker a second score based on his own experience and understanding. This score may be a bonus or a deduction. Obviously, Yan Hao was given a melee weapon by Qin Yongchang. Lost five points.

But 85 points is enough for him to complete the assessment of the sixth-level mecha maker.

Yan Hao did not excuse this result. His purpose of coming here was to obtain a grade six assessment. As for the weapon, he was specially designed for the Zerg. This has not been confirmed on the battlefield. Even he explained it and no one believed it. , So I don’t even bother to talk about it.

"Thank you, Master Qin for your advice." Yan Hao said respectfully.

"Yeah." Qin Yongchang nodded in relief, and then put his finger on the light brain not far away. After a while, a piece of hot-stamped paper was vomited out of the instrument that was used to detect the mecha just now.

Qin Yongchang picked it up and handed it to Yan Hao in the amazed and envied eyes of the other two: "Congratulations, you have passed the six-level assessment. This is your certificate."

Yan Hao was caught off guard when he saw that the other party had printed out the certificate so quickly. He hadn't mentioned the instructor yet. But he agreed to Pang Lao, the instructor on the six-level assessment book must fill in him.

Yan Hao walked over and was about to mention this, to see if Master Qin could help him reprint a copy, but after a closer look, he found that Pang Lao’s name had already been printed on the gilded certificate. Up.

"Instructor? You, how did you know?" Yan Hao asked in surprise.

Qin Yongchang laughed. This smile made him feel a lot more cordial: "You come to assess the level 6 mecha, and Pang personally made the appointment for you, otherwise you are a student who has never made a level 4 mecha. How can it be directly entered into the six-level assessment."

"So that's the case." Yan Hao realized then.

"But, is there any contradiction between Pang Lao and Zhong Lao?" Qin Yongchang asked suddenly.

"Why are you asking that?" Yan Hao wondered.

"Aren't you also a student of Zhong Lao? So at the beginning I wanted to write both Pang Lao and Zhong Lao's names in the assessment book, but Pang Lao firmly refused, saying that he could only sign him." Qin Yongchang road.

"..." Yan Hao.

What does this make him say, can it be said that the teacher is jealous?

The other two uncles who came to evaluate, heard this, the surprise on their faces became clear. It turned out that this young man turned out to be a disciple of Pang Lao and Zhong Lao. Why didn't he think of it at the beginning, he clearly heard that Yan Hao felt familiar with the name. Isn't this the man who was the heir to the mimic mecha who was publicly recognized by Pang Lao a few months ago, who made the second master of the God of War Corps the number one soft man in the Federation?

Someone who was able to participate in the production of Level 6 Mimic Mecha a few months ago, to assess what is surprising about a Level 6 Mecha maker, this is exactly what it should be.

Since Yan Hao started the assessment just now, the two people who had fallen into self-doubt for a while, finally found a balance. Can it be taken as disciples by Pang Lao and Zhong Lao at the same time, can they be ordinary people, they are.

We ordinary people do not compare with evildoers.

When Yan Hao came out of the Mecha Association, Mr. Zhong seemed to have calculated the time and sent a message. He didn't talk much, but was concise: [Send me the assessment book. 】

Yan Hao didn't know why, but he still took a picture and sent it to Pang Lao.

Pang Lao received the picture of the assessment book, smiled and raised his hand, and forwarded it to Zhong Lao.

At this time, Mr. Zhong was correcting the calculation error of the Barbie, and suddenly saw the picture sent by Pang Lao, with a line of red circle on it: Instructor Pang Tianhe.

"Humph!" Zhong grunted annoyingly, and the scared Bobby's face turned pale.

The author has something to say: Barbie: What did I do wrong?

Old Zhong: Childish!

Old Pang: Then don't be angry.