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Chapter 321: Choosing a Model

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    Boswell smiled awkwardly.  He really didn't know how to answer the little bastard's question.

    You say you are an artificial intelligence, what do you want with that thing, even if you install a golden cudgel that can reach the sky, you have nowhere to use it!

    The elevator door opened, and several female researchers in white research uniforms were waiting for the elevator. When they saw Boswell, they saluted and said hello.  He even glanced at the fat man who was following Boswell several times.

    "Hey!" The face printed on the conscription poster is so familiar.  A few girls who reacted quickly were about to scream out almost immediately.  When I was excited, I heard a voice: "Old man, the function is not complete, the penis is the key. Are there different models for that thing, I want to choose a big one!"

    ""

    Although I don't know what the spherical robot in Boswell's hand is, the power of these words is really great.  Several female researchers blushed as if they had been acupointed on Ya acupuncture point, lowered their heads and quickly squeezed into the elevator.

    Boswell only felt that his reputation was discredited, and his old face was slightly red.  The fat man didn't care, he just looked around.  Anyway, it's Boswell who is embarrassing by holding the little kid, and it has nothing to do with him.

    The Capital First Military Academy is the largest, oldest, and most famous military academy in the Lelei Federation.  It was founded during the Nadmiq dynasty five hundred years ago.  During the Lelei War of Independence 300 years ago, all the students of the school, which was also known as the Nademik Military Command University at the time, became leaders in the struggle against the cruel rule of the dynasty under the leadership of Marshal Stanley, who was the principal at the time.  The backbone of Le Ray's independence.

    Over the past three hundred years, the First Military Academy in the capital has produced two marshals and forty-eight generals. As for lieutenant generals and major generals, there are simply too many to count.  Therefore, this academy is known as the cradle of the Le Lei federal army.

    Looking at the wide and bright corridors, clean and standardized rooms, and various advanced scientific research instruments and teaching equipment in the complex, the fat man suddenly let out a long sigh.

    Back then, after he knew that An Lei was applying for the military academy, he secretly came to the only military academy in the capital to enroll, but he was kicked out.  If it weren't for the low threshold for joining the army, Fatty knew that he might never be able to become a soldier in his life.

    Following Boswell, he soon arrived at the laboratory.

    After passing through two security doors and a cleaning area, a hall similar to that of Gary Palan's laboratory appeared in front of Fatty.  In each division, an energy cannon and several mechas of unknown models are being modified or tested by researchers.  Dozens of researchers are busy in front of the huge central computer.

    A researcher who looked like an intern was holding a data file in his hand, and while flipping through it, he walked past the fat man quickly.  Inadvertently looking up, the intern suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the fat man with disbelief.

    Fatty didn't know why, and stared back with the same expression.  The two faced each other, staring at each other.

    Boswell knew it was going to be bad, so he dragged the fat man into his research room.  When there was only a gap left behind the automatic door, a cry of surprise came in.

    "Tian Xingjian! God, it's Tian Xingjian, the hero of the Federation, Tian Xingjian is here!"

    The intern ran around the field, jumping up and down, announcing his astonishing discovery.  The whole laboratory suddenly became a mess.  The sound of scolding, questioning, screaming, and the shouting of the intern turned the originally quiet laboratory into a vegetable market.

    Without Boswell saying anything, the fat man already understood that he was finished.

    During the period of leaving the Federation, I was printed on a poster. The reason was definitely not because I was thick-skinned.

    They pushed themselves out and hung a sign on their chest. On the sign, four large characters were engraved on the front: "Heroes of the Federation"

    It sounds very honorable, but the fat man knows that there are a few words on the back of the sign, one more than the front, which is called: "Cannon fodder for taking advantage of it!"

    Boswell hugged the little boy, automatically ignored the fat man's resentful eyes, and quickly called up the dense robot models from the central computer, clicked on one of them, and said to the little boy: "Grandpa, look  how about this?"

    On the virtual screen, a tall and handsome man appeared.  Blonde hair, blue eyes, sculpted facial features, plus an inverted triangle-shaped body, slender limbs, as far as men are concerned, they are almost perfect.

    Boswell said: "This is the Helios 18 guard robot developed by the Sunshine Robot Company of the Jeppen Empire in 2061. It is the current five-star robot.??Carry out limited attack actions according to a fixed program, or be controlled by a remote control, think about it, a battle robot controlled by artificial intelligence!  "

    Speaking of the latter, the old man was already flushed with excitement.

    "Yes, it is possible!" The little boy suddenly said, "Is it too heavy, what should I do if I can't lift it?"

    "Use the most cutting-edge materials!" Boswell said: "The skeleton structure is made of biological two-state metal, wrapped in ultra-light fiber, and the telescopic weapon is made of ultra-light alloy. The weight will definitely not exceed that of a child of the same size.  "

    "The most important thing is camouflage." The fat man said: "Basically, there are very few chances for it to attack. At critical moments, it must be confusing. Liquefiable reduced metals can also be used. Long-range attack weapons, hide one in the body  Just use an energy gun, put it in your hands and mouth, think about it more, it¡¯s more confusing for children to bite.¡±

    "Yes!" Pipi danced and danced: "The mouth is usually not used, but it must be opened wide at critical moments, like a shark, which can bite off ten catties of meat!"

    "Well." Boswell called up the design drawing of the baby robot on the central computer, and while making revisions and comments on the side, he said: "The strength of the hand needs to be increased, and it can be turned into claws. According to our technology  , the superhard alloy steel plate is just a matter of two claws."

    "Defense is also very important." Fatty came up with an idea and became addicted: "Biological two-state metals are six times stronger than superhard alloys. Don't worry about this. However, the internal micro energy engine, the core of the computer program and other electronic perceptions  The system must find a way to prevent fire, water, and corrosion, and it is best to be bulletproof and explosion-proof.¡±

    "There is also an electronic system." The little boy recalled his specialty, and shouted: "It must be able to carry out a certain degree of communication interference or electronic shielding, it must have a stable wireless network connection device, and the computer's computing power must be the most powerful.  .¡±

    "No problem." Boswell said: "Anyway, we use the most cutting-edge things in our laboratory to make them. If there is no one, I will go to the college to ask for it. In terms of technology, first organize the public relations of the whole college. If it is not advanced now, we will wait for it."  We will find a way to change it when we get to Chuckna.¡±

    "Old man, you are so kind." Pipi said, "I will give you a greeting gift first." Then, he inserted the manipulator into the data port of the central computer.  A few minutes later, the electronic sound of data transmission was heard, and Pipi turned on the virtual screen.

    "This mecha is" Boswell jumped up all of a sudden, he couldn't believe his eyes: "¡¾God-given¡¿!"

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