Chapter 12 The Mysterious Metal Page
"Manual repair? Show me." Chen Dongling took the part marked with "y" and put on a crystal microscope. Sure enough, there was no scratch on it.
Unexpectedly, in the world of civilians, there are people who can reach 12 hands. It is really rare. However, his expression soon returned to calmness. After all, 12 hands are not worth mentioning in the eyes of fighter pilots, but if
It's hard to say how far this guy will go through systematic training.
Looking at the main core chip, there was nothing left on it except a "y" mark, which made Chen Dongling feel a little disappointed.
At the same time, in a dilapidated hut in the slums, Yuan Ye was lying on the ground, his hands covering his buttocks with a look of pain on his face, and his posture lying on the ground was like a big toad.
Just now, he thought that he had done quite well in the first five military gymnastics events. He tried to try the "big split", but he only managed to do it halfway. His crotch opened, and along with it, the ligaments were violent.
After stretching, I felt severe pain, but fortunately, the ligaments and muscles were only slightly strained, and the pain would be fine after a day or two.
Staggeringly getting up from the ground, Yuan Ye held his thighs between his legs and staggered to the chair. It wasn't until he sat down that his expression became better.
"It seems that we need to think of a step-by-step method, otherwise..." Yuan Ye couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of the splitting action just now. If he hadn't fallen forward in time just now, the consequence would probably be a torn ligament.
I had to go to the medical center.
Hospitalized?
That's a lot of expense.
It seemed that there was no way he could compare with a real pilot, but he didn't care too much. What was a pilot? He was one of the best in a million, but he was just a poor boy living silently in the slums.
He still has this kind of self-knowledge, but this doesn't mean that he has to give up and train in military gymnastics. Why shouldn't he do something that is good for him?
After thinking for a while, Yuan Ye looked at the three damaged parts on the table, which he brought for repair when he passed by Xiao San's shop.
He picked up a part casually, looked at it over and over, and with a click, Yuan Ye neatly disassembled the part, handled it very quickly, and then reassembled the parts. The whole process took less than 10 minutes.
When Yuan Ye originally repaired such a part, it would take at least half an hour to repair it. The improvement in efficiency was obvious, thanks to his improved skills and Wei Dong's training class.
In just over half an hour, Yuan Ye completed the repair of the three parts. Such efficiency made Yuan Ye smile happily. It seemed that the hard work these days was really not in vain.
After completing the work ahead of schedule, Yuan Ye suddenly became free and felt like he was doing something. He picked up the broken notes and studied them carefully again.
To be honest, for him to have such a change now, that "watermelon petal" and this broken notebook deserve the most credit.
Yuan Ye doesn't know how many times he has to flip through this crappy notebook every day. Regarding the driving theory of "K" mentioned above, Yuan Ye is so familiar with it that he can no longer lose it. He can even recite some passages while talking in his sleep.
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Now he was looking at the movements introduced in it. Yuan Ye, who was above E-level difficulty, skipped it directly. He knew that he, a dabbler like himself, couldn't do those levels of difficulty, and what he focused on were some that were not marked with difficulty or difficulty.
It's F-rated.
"Bilbao Lightning Drift? Difficulty level..." Yuan Ye was midway muttering. Yuan Ye paused because the font on the difficulty mark was too sloppy. It looked like p but not p. It was very similar to f. Forget it.
Just treat him like an F, Yuan Ye thought and continued reading.
Yuan Ye fell in love with this action at first sight. The main feature of this action is that when an object like "k" moves forward, it keeps drifting left and right, and its trajectory is like lightning.
If nothing else, just reading the description made Yuan Ye feel very cool, just like using a magnetic car, so... Yuan Ye began to think about it again. Obviously, this action was full of confusion, making it impossible for the traffic control personnel who were chasing him to do it.
Predict your next move and disrupt the pursuer's driving rhythm.
"Just learn the next movement." Thinking of this, Yuan Ye began to study it carefully.
You wouldn’t know this if you didn’t do some research. After doing some research, Yuan Ye was shocked. He suddenly discovered that the complete action of the Bilbao Lightning Drift actually requires seven consecutive lightning drifts. Seven consecutive times are considered complete.
Erba'o Lightning Drift, and this action is equivalent to the "Nine Chains" in terms of operation. Every time you complete a Lightning Drift, it will be more complicated than before, and later it will become even more complicated and abnormal.
"Is this still an F-level move?" Yuan Ye was a little disbelieving. He blinked and carefully looked at the difficulty mark. It was still the same as before, like "f" and "p".
"Forget it, wouldn't you know it if you don't give it a try?"
Thinking of this, Yuan Ye did not hesitate at all, still holding his thighs and moving out. It seemed that the stretch just now was not light.
Entering his broken car, Yuan Ye did not hesitate because of a little energy as before. The most fundamental reason for such a change was the improvement of work efficiency, which increased his income by four levels compared with before. Such a change
Come on, although the province still has to save money, it doesn’t have to be so stingy.
Driving the broken magnetic car to the open space where he often practiced driving, Yuan Ye took a deep breath and habitually went through the Bilbao Lightning Drift he had just seen in his mind, and then started the magnetic car.
After the car reached a certain speed, Yuan Ye began to try his first lightning drift.
Swish, swish.
After two consecutive drifts from left to right, Yuan Ye suddenly pulled the brake lever and stepped on the brakes.
His face was very calm and there was no trace of any disturbance at all. Without any hesitation, Yuan Ye drove the magnetic car back, and he had deeply realized that he could not do this action for the time being, because when he did the first lightning drift
, although he did it smoothly, it was obviously a bit reluctant.
And when he was about to do it for the second time, he suddenly realized that his hands could not keep up again, and the car showed signs of losing control again. With the experience of doing folding fan drift, he simply did not force himself to take the risk.
Try doing a second drift.
It seems that his hands still need to be improved, and when doing this action, he can clearly feel that his body coordination is still lacking. This is the first time that the disadvantages of insufficient body coordination have been exposed so clearly.
, In the past, his shortcomings were mainly reflected in the problem of not being able to carry it in his hand.
Sitting back on the chair again, Yuan Ye began to think about it again. Bilbao Lightning Drift gave his opponent a more complete understanding, that is, he is the basis for operating all machinery. It cannot be lifted up, and everything
It's all for nothing.
And if you want to improve your hands, your body coordination must be better. If you want to solve the problem of body coordination, you must first improve your body's flexibility. The key to the problem comes back to junior military gymnastics. Thinking of this, Yuan Ye
I couldn't help but reach out and rub my inner thighs.
"It seems that we must find a step-by-step method." Yuan Ye thought in a daze, while his fingers tapped on the table without any rhythm.
Um?
Inadvertently, Yuan Ye's eyes fell on the broken notebook again. Due to the long time of flipping through it, and the fact that it was already a bit worn when he found it, the corners of all the notebooks had cracked, and Yuan Ye started at that cracked place.
It seemed like something had appeared.
Yuan Ye quickly picked up the note and turned over the last page. The last page was blank and had small cracks in the corners, but in the cracks of the small mouth, he saw a little silver.
"What is this?" Yuan Ye was a little curious and tore open the small opening. As a result, more of the silver hidden in the page was exposed.
Stab.
Yuan Ye simply tore open all the cracks. Suddenly, he was completely stunned, staring at the broken notes in front of him, as if he had been struck by lightning, dumbfounded.
A metal page as thin as gauze, as soft as silk, and as light as wool appeared in front of him. It changed from the tattered scrawling style of a broken notebook. Under the dim light, this metal page looked shining and dazzling.
What makes Yuan Ye feel most incredible is that he has never seen the properties of this kind of metal.
What is this? Is it just a special piece of paper?
Yuan Ye murmured to himself, carefully holding the paper in his hands, "Victorian Driving Theory" --- this is the title at the top of the metal page.
Further down, there are two elliptical patterns. The ovals are filled with various arcs, and the arcs are interspersed with black dots.
After careful observation, Yuan Ye discovered that the number of arcs in the second ellipse was significantly less than that in the first one, and each arc in the first ellipse only connected one black dot in series, while the number of arcs in the second ellipse was significantly smaller than that of the first one.
An arc in an ellipse will connect two or even three black points in series.
As for the placement and quantity of the black dots, they are the same.
What is this? What does the pattern on it mean?
Doubts arose in Yuan Zhiyi, but he was quite sure of one thing. Judging from the material and fineness of the workmanship of the metal page, as well as the camouflage techniques used by the hider, this metal page definitely contained something that was not meant for him.
Things that people know.
Soon Yuan Ye turned over the metal page and looked at the back. There was another line of words at the top - "Dimensional Driving Theory Formulas and Examples".
Looking further down, Yuan Ye was instantly confused by a lot of terminology. He saw a dense pile of words, symbols, and letters intertwined together, which was dazzling. Let alone a guy like Yuan Ye with little knowledge, even a professional.
It is estimated that it will take half a day to study.
For example: 3o……
Yuan Ye blinked his eyes and couldn't help but move the corners of his mouth. This thing seemed to know him, but he didn't know it. Yuan Ye's only feeling about these dense data was, well... the words on it are better than those in the broken notes.
Chapter completed!