Seeing the doubt on Congyi's face, Yan Hao didn't explain much. Instead, he went straight to open the safety door of the battleship's bottom compartment and went directly to the bottom of the battleship. Cong Yi also knew that this was not the time to ask a question, so he went into the bottom of the battleship in silence.
The bottom of the battleship is densely packed with various instruments, and the red and blue indicator lights are constantly flashing, full of the slight roar of the machine when it is running. Yan Hao walked forward all the way, following the instructions of the icon, until he stopped at the energy system of the battleship.
Is there something wrong with the energy supply system?
Yes, when the space gun was launched just now, the system kept indicating that there was a problem with energy storage. Thinking of this, Cong Yi felt confident again, squatting down and removing the outer metal plate of the energy supply system with Yan Hao.
The two used tools to disassemble the metal plate outside the energy supply system, revealing the precise and complicated wiring inside, with colorful wires entrenched inside, and the people looking straight were dazzled. Yan Hao only recognized it for a moment, then raised his hand to hold one of the yellow wires, and then pulled it lightly, and the yellow wire was disconnected.
"Is the thread loose?" Cong Yi asked immediately.
"Yeah." Yan Hao said.
Was it just such a small problem? Thinking of this, Cong Yi Zheng heard Yan Hao say: "The main problem is not here."
The wire had been reconnected while speaking, Yan Hao stood up, walked a little further along the energy system, and walked to an instrument full of meters. He raised his hand to remove the metal plate again.
"Wait, you must turn off the power first." Cong Yi hurriedly stopped Yan Hao.
"No, I'm just looking at the running status inside." With that, Yan Hao had already opened the external metal plate, "Brother, help."
This metal plate is so large that Yan Hao can't move it alone. Cong Yi hurried over and helped to remove the metal plate together.
Behind the metal plate are hundreds of battleship parts, all of which are in operation. The power supply is not cut off. Yan Hao dare not touch it directly with his hands, so he uses his mental power to check along the direction of the energy flow.
This is the source of the entire energy supply system. There are more than one thousand parts assembled in the whole system. The length of the wires entwined between these thousand parts is more than ten kilometers long. He didn't have time to disassemble one by one to check, so he could only use his mental power to follow the flow of energy to find it.
Yan Hao's mental power continued to extend. It was fine at the beginning, but after the mental power stretched for five or six kilometers along the power cord, Yan Hao gradually began to struggle, and cold sweat permeated his forehead.
About an hour later, Yan Hao finally couldn't hold it, closed his eyes and cut off his mental energy, his body became weaker, and his whole body fell backward. Seeing it from the barbarian, his eyesight and hands quickly supported him from behind, and at the same time he passed a bottle of mental energy recovery potion.
"Thank you." Yan Hao responded weakly, taking the medicine and raising his head to drink.
The medicine provided by Cong Yi was very effective. Within a few minutes after taking it, Yan Hao’s mental power recovered by half, and he felt that his mental power could be used again. Yan Hao released his mental power again and found the place he just marked. , Continue to start checking.
"Little Junior Brother, you take a little more rest, the effect of the medicine hasn't been exhausted yet." Cong Yi said with concern.
"It's okay, it's one-third short. My mental strength is enough." Although I don't know how the situation outside is now, the black holes in the outer space are getting bigger without delay.
Cong Yi also knew this, so after Yan Hao said that his mental strength was sufficient, he didn't stop it. Instead, he took another potion and held it in his hand, always observing Yan Hao's state, intending to force it as soon as he found something wrong. Stop Yan Hao.
After another half an hour passed, Yan Hao finally finished checking the line and regained his mental power. Cong Yi immediately handed over the medicine that had been prepared long ago. Yan Hao did not speak, opened his mouth to drink, and squatted on the ground to recover for two minutes before he stood up swayingly.
"Little Junior Brother, how are you feeling now?" Cong Yi asked worriedly, Yan Hao's face paled as if he would faint at any time.
"It's okay, I have found the problem." With that, Yan Hao was about to move on.
"Your mental energy is exhausted, so take a break first." Cong Yi finally knew why his teacher was competing with Zhong Lao to accept this closed disciple. The younger brother is not only smart, but also superior in mental control. He would also do the same thing as just before to inspect the parts along the power line, but continuously inspecting for more than an hour, this point, Cong Yi himself thinks he can't do it. The younger brother is less than twenty years old this year, why is there such a strong mental control?
"Brother, you go and cut the power supply." Yan Hao said.
Cui Yi nodded, stood up and walked to the power switch, and pressed the switch. In an instant, the roar of the machine stopped, and the cabin became extremely quiet.
When Cong Yi returned, Yan Hao had already removed another outer metal plate of the instrument. From Yi walked over to help. Together, the two quickly removed a metal plate half a human height and put it aside.
"Brother, help me light up."
Needless to say, Yan Hao, Cong Yi had already turned on the lighting lamp, shining at the dark inside of the instrument. Yan Hao followed the lights and glanced at the many parts, as if looking for something. About five minutes later, he found the target and removed a part the size of a thumb under the line.
After the parts were dismantled, Yan Hao scanned it again with mental strength. After making sure that there was no mistake in dismantling, he stood up: "Brother, let's go out."
"Found the problem?" Cong Yi confirmed.
"Well, this part is broken." Yan Hao said.
The two went out from the bottom warehouse and went directly to the maintenance room inside the battleship. The maintenance room was already full of tools and basic materials, and there were even two hearty meals.
"Little Junior Brother, you need to replenish your physical strength after your mental strength is depleted. You can eat something first." The meal was prepared by Congyi when he was in the bottom warehouse just now.
"Thank you brother." Yan Hao didn't postpone it either. If both mental strength and physical strength are consumed, his brain will be slow. At this time, something to eat is the best choice.
But time is running out, Yan Hao didn't dare to eat slowly, and began to dismantle the parts after eating quickly.
After the parts were disassembled, they checked again. After confirming the problem, Yan Hao contacted Pang Lao again through the optical brain in the inspection room. The video was almost picked up, and it was obvious that Pang Lao had been waiting for this communication. Old Pang just glanced, and immediately noticed the parts placed in front of Yan Hao.
"Is this a pulse magnetic chip?" Pang Lao recognized it at a glance.
"Teacher, the inside of this chip was burnt down. I searched it with Z Star's internal system just now and found that there was no similar chip to replace." Yan Hao said.
"There is no replacement? Yes, it will be **** if the battleship can not be overhauled for five years, there will be a spare chip." Thinking of the good things done by the Z star government, Pang Lao was furious.
"I will contact the military department to see if I can retrieve it from the surrounding planets." Cong Yi said quickly.
"It's useless." Old Pang stopped. "The Magneto chip is the main control chip of the space gun. Only planets equipped with the Tianhe-1 battleship are eligible to buy it. In the star field you are in, only your planet is equipped with Tianhe. Battleship One."
The Tianhe No. 1 battleship is a star-rated weapon, which is expensive to build and not capable of production. So once there is a planet in the surrounding area equipped with a warship, other planets within the twelve-hour flight of the warship will not be equipped, because even if a space black hole is discovered elsewhere, the warship on the nearby planet can rush to support it in time. Even if the planets farther away are equipped with the Tianhe-1 battleship, they can't keep up.
Thinking of this, Pang Lao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Such a star weapon used to protect several planets at the same time, Z star unexpectedly did not conduct regular inspections for five years. The same is true for the federation. Such strategic weapons should be subject to mandatory periodic inspections. But at this moment, complaining about these is no longer useful, what he has to do now is to repair the warship as soon as possible.
"Xiao Hao, I will send you the drawing of the Magneto chip, and I will teach you how to make it." Fortunately, these things were designed by Pang Lao. He quickly found the corresponding drawing and sent it to Yan Hao.
Yan Hao clicked on it, and the target was a circuit board. The dense lines on it covered as many as 30 layers. It's just that the scalp of people who looked at these lines was numb. And this is the enlarged circuit diagram. In fact, these circuits are shrunk hundreds of times when they are entrenched on the chip, and can only be made with precision instruments. Fortunately, there are these instruments on Planet Z, otherwise you really have to wait for death.
"You read it first, and then I'll explain it to you." Old Pang said.
"Okay." Yan Hao nodded, and began to concentrate on checking the internal structure and wiring of the chip.
Cong Yi on the side also wanted to help, thinking that it would be faster to make it with one more person, so he looked at the design drawings with Yan Hao. He watched layer by layer, and there were more than 30 layers of lines before he saw the tenth layer, and Yan Hao had already read it.
"Teacher, I'm finished."
"Okay, now I will explain to you level by level. Because time is tight, I will try to be as concise and concise as possible. If you don't understand, please interrupt me at any time." If it is normal, Pang will definitely give it to Yan. Hao understood these circuit diagrams in at least a week, and even asked him to draw the thirty-floor circuit diagrams himself. But now, there is no time, he can only use this quick method.
Then the master and apprentice started one to explain and the other to study. Cong Yi could understand it from the beginning, but what Pang Lao said was too simple. Many things he didn't understand were quickly skipped. Cong Yi relied on his knowledge storage for so many years to barely hear it. Three floors, but after the third floor, he listened with difficulty.
I'm all like this, can the junior brother understand? Subconsciously, he turned his head to look at Yan Hao, only to see Yan Hao lowered his head and kept his eyes on the circuit board, with no expression on his face.
Isn't it stunned? Just as Cong Yi thought so, he heard Yan Hao interrupt Pang Lao: "Teacher, the eighteenth summary of the sixth floor, I don't understand it too much?"
It's all on the sixth floor!
"good."
From Yi's surprise, Pang Lao started to explain again, this time the explanation was much more detailed than just now, but Cong Yi, who had been overheard before, couldn't understand it even more.
I am also an eighth-level mecha maker at any rate, and my teacher is also a figure as famous as Pang Lao. Why can't I understand Pang Lao's teaching?
Cong Yi received a big blow, but soon he lay flat, hit the blow, as long as he can save Star Z and become mentally retarded, he will be happy.
About an hour later, Pang Lao finished explaining the circuit of the whole chip.
"Teacher, I'm going to make a chip." Yan Hao said immediately.
Old Pang nodded: "I will stay in the laboratory all day today. You can find me at any time."
"Yeah." Yan Hao stopped talking, and turned to the workbench to the side, "Brother, you can help."
Cong Yi quickly followed.