"The 13th iteration of the sensor! According to the measured data, it basically meets the withstand requirements! You can continue testing."
God feels pity for you!
I haven't experienced this feeling for many years.
Even when I personally participated in the development and transformation project of SDF-1, I had never had such a strong feeling.
The thirteenth sensor iteration!
Starting from the sensor version that was initially unable to withstand He Ming's brain quantum waves, it is now the thirteenth iteration.
This is the limit that the team led by Culkin can reach in just a few days, right?
At the beginning, Culkin did consider the possibility that Heming himself would continue to grow after a long time lapse, so he prepared a lot of backup sensors with better specifications and better materials.
However, none of these sensors were spared by He Ming's brain quantum waves. Almost all of them shut down on the spot or even burned out due to overload when the human-machine brain wave linking stage was halfway through.
In the end, when even the supplier could not guarantee that sensors with higher specifications and better materials could be delivered in a short time, Culkin was so angry that he used the traditional talent of technicians - hand rubbing.
Component!
In just one night, Culkin actually led his team members to use the remaining sensors and other accessories to create a new sensor by hand.
However, because they are made by traditional "small workshop" craftsmanship, these sensors are ugly in appearance, without any trace of industrial beauty.
"Is this really possible?!"
He Ming glanced at the helmet on the table that had been torn apart by Culkin and others, and couldn't help but ask.
That’s right!
Considering the hand-rubbed parts at the scene, Culkin decisively abandoned inserting the sensor into the helmet and directly removed the sensor inside the helmet and inserted it into the hand-rubbed part.
"If the data we collected before is not wrong, this new sensor should be able to withstand the intensity of your brain waves. Oh, it should be said to be brain quantum waves."
Over time, from unfamiliarity to familiarity, Culkin accepted the name brain quantum waves after just a few experiments.
But He Ming couldn't help but feel a little resistance when he looked at the messy sensor with exposed circuits and no trace of industrial beauty. It looked like a subpar accessory made by a small street workshop (it was actually not wrong).
If he were to wear this thing, the majestic Brigadier General of Earth Unity would probably transform into a beggar on the roadside.
"cough!"
As soon as Culkin saw He Ming's expression, he knew that He Ming must be dissing the sensor they had worked so hard and spent all night rubbing together.
Culkin reached out and let go of the messy sensors on the table, and took out a ring with many wire connections from underneath.
"We are not asking you to wear these sensors on your head. The only thing that is really worn on your head is this. The remaining sensors will be inserted into the conductive tubes on the cockpit one by one, becoming the connection between you and YF21A
A bridge of connection.”
He Ming looked at the ring in Culkin's hand.
The plain white ring has no pattern and looks unremarkable.
But compared to wearing a bunch of messy sensors on his head, He Ming was more willing to accept this white ring.
"All right!"
He Ming nodded, turned around and walked up to YF21A.
Culkin waved his hand, and many of his subordinates stepped forward, carefully lifted up the parts they had rubbed out, and followed He Ming.
Half an hour later, He Ming took the ordinary ring from Culkin's hand and put it on his head.
"If the sensor we developed can successfully allow you to complete the human-machine brainwave link with YF21A, then we will use this to carry out a new round of technology iteration. Although we cannot guarantee how many functions we can add, at least
It will make the ring look better."
As if to soothe He Ming's distaste for the sensor they had rubbed out, Culkin quickly confirmed it.
"We'll see."
Although he was disgusted, He Ming still understood and accepted Culkin's arrangement.
After all, in just a few days, with no understanding of the name of quantum brain waves, Culkin and others carried out thirteen consecutive technical iterations, and they were already very powerful when they rolled out new parts overnight.
Already.
In such a situation, what else can He Ming say?
"Start! This time, we will probably succeed."
"Oh? Is it your premonition?"
He Ming shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.
After Culkin smiled, he walked down from the side of the cockpit and returned behind the brainwave monitoring equipment.
"The fourteenth human-machine brainwave link begins!"
The moment the cockpit closed, He Ming closed his eyes slightly.
Amidst the coldness, a familiar cold touch quietly spread from the darkness, touching the border of He Ming's thinking.
"Um?!"
As soon as He Ming's thought occurred, the brainwave monitoring equipment next to him suddenly erupted into a piercing alarm sound.
"Concentrate! This is the first time to connect! Concentrate on waiting for the connection to be completed."
Culkin was startled and shouted quickly.
The brain quantum waves caused by He Ming's distraction just now almost overturned the sensor they rubbed out with their hands.
When He Ming heard this, he quickly concentrated his attention.
"Human-machine brainwave link begins!"
"10%..."
The monitors stared at the screen, capturing the fleeting data quickly and accurately, for fear that if they were not careful, they would miss the opportunity.
"20%..."
"30%..."
"40%..."
Close!
Close!
Close!
The barrier that had passed since the last time due to the inability to withstand the brain quantum wave once again appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Everyone, including Culkin, stretched their heads and watched the data transformation on the screen quietly and closely.
"41%...42...45...50%!"
“Human-machine brainwave link breaks through 50%!”
As soon as the news came out, people around him shook their fists or high-fived each other, but no one cheered on the spot.
Because the progress bar is still advancing.
Culkin, who crossed his arms, frowned slightly.
Although it has successfully exceeded the original performance limit, the progress bar continues to advance, which indeed exceeds Culkin's expectations.
"60...70...80!!"
At this moment, everyone could not take their eyes away from the screen, waiting for that moment to arrive.
"100%!! Human-machine brainwave link! Complete!!"
A burst of cheers suddenly sounded, and there were even bursts of loud applause in between.
"Everyone! You haven't flown yet!"
The next update will be in the early morning. I'm a little sleepy now. I'll take a nap first!
Chapter completed!