Manual of Space-Time Interference

"We have tested intelligence and various systems before, so the test you need to do now is very simple. First, move each joint slightly to feel whether there is any abnormality, hand, wrist, elbow, lap……"

Listen, the dialect raised his hand, slowly contracted his fingers, and then slowly opened them again, while the speed continued to increase. After confirming that there was no problem, he focused his attention on the wrist, and began to move from slow to fast. constant activity...

"no problem!"

Dialect stopped his quick kicks and said to Dean Zhou next to him.

"Okay, let's do the explosive force test next. The dynamometer is there. You have already performed the test twice, and you should know the process of the test." Dean Zhou said, pointing to the dynamometer placed beside him.

"En!" Fang Yan nodded, walked over, looked at the force measuring device in front of him, took a deep breath, contracted the muscles on his arm, and punched it.

"boom!"

A light sound rang in the testing ground, and at the same time, a series of data was also transmitted to the tablet in Dean Zhou's hand.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The continuous sound kept ringing, the dialect kept punching, and under the whip, the dynamometer shook a little, and then stabilized again.

"The range of explosive power is normal!" Dean Zhou looked at the "2174" displayed on the tablet, said towards the dialect, and then pointed to a runway not far away.

"Maximum explosive speed, let's go!" Dean Zhou said, pressing on the tablet.

Without further ado, the dialect walked directly to the starting point of the runway, looked at the 80-meter-tight runway, took a breath, bowed his legs slightly, and ejected directly.

"boom!"

A sound came, and Dean Zhou, who was looking at the tablet, raised his head, looked at the dialect glued to the wall, lowered his head again, and looked at the data displayed on the tablet, "It's okay, hurry down, don't lie on the wall. Adhesion, 4.97 seconds, the speed test is normal!"

"Old Zhou, don't you care that I'm not injured?" Fang Yan propped himself up with his hands and said as he walked, shaking his head constantly. On the alloy wall behind him, there was also a shallow light. shallow depression.

"I'm used to it. I still believe in the power armor's buffering and shock absorption system. Besides, after hitting so many times during the first test, why don't you have a good memory?" Dean Zhou asked rhetorically.

"Isn't this faster?" Dialect said.

"It seems that your brain is still the same. First go test the movement of extreme combat, warm up in the middle, and prepare." Dean Zhou said, pointing to the center of the field - the area surrounded by five sands.

"You are the boss, you have the final say." Fang Yan muttered, standing silently in the center of the field, slowly moving his hands and feet, and then suddenly accelerated his speed, rushed towards the sandbag in front, punched Hit up.

"boom!"

The sandbag slammed back, and the dialect turned to the side at the same time, burst into full speed in an instant, and kicked the second sandbag with a kick.

"boom!"

The voice sounded again, and the dialect kept turning, sprinting in a straight line, and then bursting at the limit speed, while constantly hitting the surrounding sandbags...

It wasn't until he felt a trace of abnormality that the dialect stopped, panted, and walked to Dean Zhou, who was sitting on a chair and drinking tea.

"Nüwa, open the mask!"

"Ding……"

A soft voice sounded, and Dialect looked at Dean Zhou who was drinking tea slowly in front of him, sat directly on the chair next to him, and poured out a cup with the teapot next to him.

"What went wrong?"

"There is a small problem with the movement of the left knee and knee. When moving rapidly and turning, there will be a little stagnation." Fang Yan took a sip of the hot tea, raised his head and looked at Dean Zhou and replied. .

"Yeah!" Dean Zhou nodded, lowered his head and pondered, "Go back to the laboratory with me first and solve this problem!"

"Okay!" Fang Yan replied, walking out behind Dean Zhou.

……

"Little Li, take the power armor and test it. There is a problem of stagnation in the movement of the left knee and knee. The target is to focus on the induction element, the torsion gear, and the overall drive system..." Dean Zhou beckoned and asked the researcher's constant instructions. The component that failed.

Dialect watched, and removed the power armor from the equipment on the side.

"How do you feel?" Dean Zhou turned around and asked Dialect.

"It's pretty good, it fits me better, but I still need to get used to it, steering, and acceleration. After all, the data is higher than my previous one." Dialect said, smiling at the researcher who pushed the power armor over. .

"Because this is completely in line with your physical fitness, all kinds of data are designed according to your limits, and only you can test more accurate problems. After dealing with this problem, you will be determined by Indoor to outdoor testing." Dean Zhou said, patted Dialect on the shoulder, "Take a break first."

"Yeah!" Dialect nodded, quietly looking at the researcher beside him who was constantly testing...

"President Zhou, the problem detection results came out, and some of the data in the sensing elements of the left calf and thigh were abnormal!" said the researcher.

"Is the component problem or just a data problem? Is there an error in the framework? Is there any programming error in it?" Dean Zhou then asked ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It was just a data problem. After testing the programming and framework, there was no abnormality. It is now processed! ' the researcher replied.

"Yes" Dean Zhou nodded to the researcher, then turned to the dialect and said, "Dialect, go put it on, and then continue the test, time is short, hurry up!"

"Row!"

Dialect smiled, walked up and started to put it on.

"The power armor is activated!"

"The system self-check is normal, the environmental monitoring is normal, and the remaining energy is 74%!"

"Connected to the satellite, connected to the network, local time: 14:27 on October 10, 2017!"

"Good luck!"

A series of messages were displayed in the upper right corner of the light screen, and at the same time, a cold voice of "Good luck!" also appeared in Dialect's ears.

"The voice is indeed better than Xiaojiao!"

Dialect murmured, followed behind Dean Zhou to the testing ground, and then repeated the test that he had done just now—steered sharply, and exploded in an instant...

……

"boom!"

The last voice sounded in the testing ground, and the dialect took back the leg he was carrying, and only the sandbag was still shaking...

"Old Zhou, there is no problem!" Dialect said, and sat directly on the chair next to him.

"Yeah!" Dean Zhou nodded, took a sip of tea again, and glanced at Dialect, "Tired?"

"A little bit!" Dialect nodded slightly.

"Don't be in a hurry, take your time, don't be too busy to talk about tiredness, there will be limit tests, stress tests, and actual combat tests..."