Chapter 103 From Understanding to Making Do with It

Fu Qinghai sat on an ergonomic chair with a shadowless lamp above his head and a large metal laboratory table in front of him. The table was covered with densely packed mechanical materials, and two precision CNC machine tools surrounded him on both sides.

Fu Qinghai was wearing a pair of yellow transparent protective glasses on his high nose bridge. He was lowering his head and concentrating on using a micro welding gun to cut the remains of a underworld scarab.

He had already run the remains of the three Scarabs through various analytical instruments in the laboratory, including mass density, internal structure, radioactivity, etc. The degree of damage to the three Scarabs caused by the lightsabers varied. Fu Qinghai first took the one with the most serious damage to do a disassembly test.

Failed.

Fu Qinghai was not able to completely replicate the carvings and circuit patterns engraved on the body of the Darkwork Scarab.

But we got a small pile of living metal, which is also a rare alloy material.

He only replicated 32%.

Fu Qinghai turned on the screen of the monitor next to him. This monitor was connected to a small supercomputer in the laboratory, but Fu Qinghai did not intend to perform data calculations on this small supercomputer because it would leave data traces. Fu Qinghai did not intend to share the Necrons' technology with Hammer Industries. He just wanted to play a song.

Fu Qinghai put on headphones, leaned back in his chair, relaxed his body, and the "Tony Stark's electronic soul backup" in his brain was running and analyzing frantically.

Vast amounts of data and information kept flashing through Fu Qinghai's mind. Based on the analysis of the 32% circuit patterns, this seemed to be a low-level control protocol.

Fu Qinghai narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was consistent with the settings of the Necrons that he knew.

The Necrons continued the distinct class divisions of their former Necrontyr society, but unlike when they were still biological beings, after transforming into Necrons, various levels of control protocols became the cornerstone of the Necrons' maintenance of their vast dynasty.

The Pope controls the Overlord, the Overlord controls the Lord, the Lord controls the technicians and soldiers, and below them are the Undead Warriors and Ghostworkers who have no personality consciousness.

Before the Silent King Szalak himself destroys the Master Control Protocol, all the Hierophants will be under the control of the Three Holy Councils.

If... I mean if here, Fu Qinghai can crack the control protocol of the Necromancer Scarab, theoretically he will have the most buggy ability of the Necrons - mass-energy conversion.

It's not just a matter of turning matter into energy and energy into matter.

Anyone with a little common sense about modern industrial production and manufacturing knows that the mainstream of industrial manufacturing on Earth is subtractive manufacturing. Even in the human empire forty thousand years later, the mainstream of industrial manufacturing is still subtractive manufacturing.

In other words, first take out a cast metal ingot, then put it into various precision machine tools for cutting, drilling, hollowing, stretching, twisting, extending, etc. ... and then assemble it into a series of parts.

In this processing process, the material changes from more to less, so it is called subtractive manufacturing.

Why every time a 3D printer achieves a technological breakthrough, it triggers a frenzy in the industry.

Because the shapes of industrial parts that can be processed by subtractive manufacturing are always limited.

Additive manufacturing, represented by 3D printing technology, is not this process. Instead, it directly adds materials little by little from scratch. However, the strength of the materials produced by 3D printing is far from comparable to that of traditional subtractive manufacturing.

The Necrons, thanks to their core technologies - living metal and mass-energy conversion, have achieved additive manufacturing in all industrial processes.

Therefore, all the Necron creations that Fu Qinghai and old man Hu Xian saw inside and outside the tomb were perfectly fitted together, without any gaps.

Of course, even without additive manufacturing, the mass-energy conversion is buggy enough.

Fu Qinghai picked up the remains of the second underworld scarab.

Start trying to disassemble and reproduce.

The 32% in my mind became 56%.

Failed again.

There won't be a next time.

Because there was only one Scarab left, Fu Qinghai couldn't possibly dismantle it. In that case, even if he cracked the low-level control protocol, he would not have the Scarab in his hands.

"Huh..." Fu Qinghai exhaled, leaned back in his chair again, crossed his arms across his chest, and began to ponder.

After thinking about it, Fu Qinghai decided to change his thinking to the thinking of the Mechanicus.

Instead of trying to crack the low-level control protocol, we should treat this less damaged Scarab as an STC template, a black box production line. We should try to repair it, or at least repair some of its functions, and then use it to mass-produce living metal.

It's a take-it-as-it-is approach. I don't understand the principle, but I can use it first.

Fu Qinghai used a microcircuit welding gun and a probe to try to repair the damaged circuits and carvings inside the body of the Dark Scarab.

This is not as simple as soldering some solder points on a circuit board. The circuit inside the Scarab Beetle is three-dimensional. Fu Qinghai is operating it with his bare hands at the moment, which is a great test of his hand-eye coordination ability.

Fortunately, he still has the Force perception, a sense that transcends the five senses.

The long night passed quietly.

…

The next morning, the sound of a cruise ship's whistle was heard from afar at the seaside pier.

Fu Qinghai suddenly woke up from the laboratory table.

Fu Qinghai raised the small Casio cube on his wrist and saw that 14 hours had passed.

Fu Qinghai plunged headfirst into the three-dimensional circuit diagram inside the body of the underworld scarab and worked on it for 14 hours in one go.

Fu Qinghai straightened up, suppressed his excitement, and with slightly trembling hands, he picked up the underworld scarab and placed it on a pile of debris from the other two scarabs that Fu Qinghai had disassembled into living metal fragments.

The head of this underworld scarab had been cut off by a lightsaber, leaving only one-third of it, and the row of mechanical claws under its body remained motionless.

Still no response... Fu Qinghai frowned.

Suddenly, two of the Scarab's sharp mechanical claws scratched, and a faint green light emerged from the gaps between the metal beetle's limbs, and a small piece of living metal disappeared.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Done!

Fu Qinghai was overjoyed.

Finally it worked!

Fu Qinghai quickly connected countless densely packed cables to the severely disabled Scarab Beetle.

The other end of the cable is connected to a small supercomputer in the laboratory.

There was no way. Fu Qinghai could indeed perform modeling directly in his mind, but without control over the control protocol, he could not directly convert his brain waves into electrical signals for the Scarab to receive.

The underworld scarab began to slowly absorb the transformed matter to provide itself with energy.

Fu Qinghai held his head with his hands and lay back on the back of the seat.

The first step has been completed, so next, you should start imagining your own power armor.

Suddenly, Fu Qinghai's ears moved and he heard a sound coming from outside the small building.

Fu Qinghai left the disabled Scarab Beetle lying on the table and continuing to transform slowly, while he stood up and walked out of the laboratory.

Outside the small building, Fu Qinghai saw Nathan Lemon directing several workers in Hammer Industries uniforms to push a huge machine into the large warehouse attached to the small building using a trailer.

Fu Qinghai slapped his head and remembered that Tiansen Lemon said the day before yesterday that the instruments, equipment and raw materials Fu Qinghai needed would be delivered today.

Nathan Lemon was also stunned when he saw Fu Qinghai. After he got off the boat, he didn't notice the Hummer parked on the other side of the building. Yesterday, Fu Qinghai used his skillful driving skills to get rid of the surveillance of Hammer Industries employees in the city and disappeared. Unexpectedly, he appeared in the laboratory early this morning.

Nathan Lemon looked Fu Qinghai up and down in surprise and said,

"Mr. Quentin, you...how did you become smaller?"

Fu Qinghai, who was originally 2.5 meters tall, is now only 1.9 meters tall.

Fu Qinghai shrugged and said:

"Henry Hank Pym, do you know? Pym Technologies' technology was stolen by the CIA, and then I copied it. As long as you cooperate with my research, I will provide it to Hammer Industries later."

Nathan Lemon's eyes lit up slightly when he heard this.

He had also heard of Dr. Pym's Ant-Man uniform, but later Ant-Man and the Wasp disappeared, and the Pym particles were nowhere to be found. He did not expect that Fu Qinghai could actually copy this magical particle.

Fu Qinghai patted him on the shoulder, pointed at the worker who was moving the machine and asked,

"Are these what I want?"

Nathan Lemon nodded: "Yes, there will be several more batches arriving later."

Fu Qinghai thought that the cruise ship whistle he heard in the morning might be the ship used to transport this batch of goods. Hammer Industries might be collecting experimental equipment for him from overseas.

Fu Qinghai returned to the top floor of the laboratory with Nathan Lemon and others carrying it.

Sit back in the chair and continue with your previous train of thought.

Imagine the power armor you are about to build.

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(End of this chapter)