I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 933 - 569: Ace Little Mechanic_1
Chapter 933: Chapter 569: Ace Little Mechanic_1
There was not much time for the students to adjust their emotions, as their advanced simulation training officially began three hours later.
The real armors would arrive at Crucis Central in two months, and everyone would be able to receive them then.
Before boarding the ship, the students had already learned most of the basic knowledge. The purpose of the so-called simulation training was to help the students adapt to the characteristics of their own armors in the virtual network, familiarize themselves with the battlefield conditions and various possible special mission requirements.
Humanity now had to deceive the Compound-Eyed Observer into thinking that they only used a brute force strategy, but could not actually fall into a losing situation, and had to prevent exposing too much, causing the Compound-Eyed Observer to send a strong rescue signal to higher-order civilizations and lose control of the intensity of the war.
This was easy to say, but difficult to do.
The Compound-Eyed Observer had existed for who knows how many years and had witnessed countless civilizations rise and fall.
Although the Compound-Eyed Observer didn’t possess the complex and chaotic thinking of humans, it was highly proficient in using exhaustive methods, very good at collecting external information, summarizing, and utilizing it.
Therefore, humans must grasp the right balance and control every detail of the battlefield appropriately, with an error rate of less than one in a billion.
As a special operations unit playing a core role in the battlefield, both top mechanics and the most powerful intelligent warfare were responsible for both killing the enemy and managing the battlefield, undertaking over 90% of humanity’s special tasks.
Special tasks included arranging the aftermath of the battlefield, faking a tragic situation; assisting other combat units on the battlefield to feign being outmatched, while quietly controlling casualties; infiltrating deep behind enemy lines to gather intelligence; preparing in advance when strategically abandoning a defensive area, and helping evacuate personnel and hold the rear; venturing into newly discovered trait galaxies, completing mining and scientific research tasks similar to adventure exploration; disguising oneself as a biological weapon of the Compound-Eyed Observer, infiltrating an enemy-hostile fleet, attempting to communicate with the Slave Tribe, and carrying out countermeasures, among other myriad tasks.
The scenarios of special tasks were variable, the situations complex, and the execution difficulty extremely high, which required the most potent intelligent warfare to execute.
The importance of the mechanics who control intelligent warfare goes without saying.
It’s not difficult to become an ordinary mechanic.
It is not too difficult to stand out in certain task areas and become an excellent mechanic with specialized skills.
However, to become an ace mechanic capable of completing any task almost 100% of the time, with an error rate lower than one in ten thousand, a completion rate higher than 99.99%, being able to quickly make decisions when encountering unexpected situations and perfectly program without external assistance, facing an entire army on one’s own, is extremely challenging.
As of now, there are only several hundred thousand ace mechanics in the entire human race.
The majority of the newly equipped Folco Armor units are mostly handled by these ace mechanics.
Despite having obtained her graduation certificate, Tiffany Bell still has a long way to go if she wants to become a qualified or even an ace mechanic.
In a one-person virtual classroom, Tiffany Bell was staring at the virtual image of the T100 Armor.
It was enormous, giving off a strong oppressive feeling, and it looked like a monster.
Tiffany Bell felt as if it could jump up at any moment, grab her with one hand, and then say with a smug expression, “Little fella, are you afraid of me,” or something similar.
After all, she was only twelve years old, although she was a genius.
“What should I call you?”
After hesitating for a long time, Tiffany Bell started to speak.
However, the T100 did not answer her.
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She smiled awkwardly, realizing she had not activated the armor yet.
She stuck out her tongue, secretly relieved that no one saw her embarrassing moment.
Tiffany Bell calmed down and carefully recalled the armor’s intelligent activation process she had learned before.
After a while, she was about to press her palm onto the quantum palmprint recognition screen that appeared in front of her out of thin air.
Suddenly, she let out a scream.
Yes, she had made a mistake in the sequence. She should have carefully read the detailed instructions of the armor first, otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to activate it at all.
She thought to herself, “That was close. I almost made another embarrassing mistake.”
Control the program and click on the instruction file.
Light and shadow rotated, and the T100’s video introduction slowly unfolded before her eyes.
A day passed, and Tiffany Bell had barely covered less than one-twentieth of the content, her mind buzzing with exhaustion.
However, her classmates had completed at least one-third of the content.
You can’t blame her for not working hard; the T100, as a special modified Folco Armor, was dozens of times more complex than the Sky X3 model.
The thickness of the T100 manual is even ten times that of others.
What’s even more frightening is that the Folco Armor contains many new technologies that Tiffany Bell has only heard of, but has no chance to understand the principles of.When she had mentioned these technical terms in a conversation with her parents before, it seemed like she understood them perfectly, but in reality, she only knew their names.
Now it wouldn’t do; she had to at least understand the basic principles of every technology.
This meant that she had to learn ten times more than anyone else, and her knowledge had to be several times deeper.
As for the overall difficulty of learning, it was not a matter of simple addition, but rather multiplication, making it dozens of times harder than for anyone else.
Afterward, when others shared their experiences and learned about one-third of the content, those who were a little worse off learned about one-fifth, but Tiffany Bell didn’t even dare to breathe.
When asked by others, she could only say she was just a beginner, and it was very difficult.
She really didn’t know what to say.
She was so highly regarded by the instructor, who gave others the Sky X3 model and gave herself the T100, yet she was so embarrassed.
Poor little girl, she hadn’t even realized that the difficulty of what she was learning was not on the same level as others.
She just thought she was stupid.
When asked too many times, Tiffany was both embarrassed and agitated, almost bursting into tears on the spot.
After all, children can have some privileges.
Others, seeing her like this, quickly stopped asking and restrained their curiosity about the T100, not digging any deeper.
Feeling a bit guilty, the instructor, who knew the real problem, wondered if this was too cruel for the young girl.
Suddenly, the burden on her shoulders became so heavy.
After some hesitation, the instructor called Tiffany.
“Instructor, I swear, I’ll be fine! Trust me, don’t withdraw my qualification. I will definitely figure out Tom! I’m just not used to it yet, but I can really learn!” Tiffany rushed to say even before the instructor could speak.
The instructor was about to ask her if she wanted to switch back to the Sky X3 model but swallowed his words.
To cover up his embarrassment, he coughed twice, “Ahem, who’s Tom?”
Tiffany Bell: “It’s the nickname I gave to T100. This way, I feel more attached to it.”
“Uh, okay. Don’t worry about anything. Your T100 is inherently complex and technologically advanced. The content you need to learn is many times more than others, so it’s natural that your progress is slow. Frankly speaking, your learning speed ranks among the top in all Folco Armor mechanics.”
“Really?”
Tiffany’s eyes widened in surprise.
The instructor nodded vigorously, “Of course, I wouldn’t lie to you.”
When Tiffany happily hung up the call, the instructor heaved a long sigh, still unsure whether he had done the right thing.
He started to worry again.
The Armor instruction manual was arranged from simple to complex, and since Tiffany, the little kid, was already struggling at the beginning, he wasn’t sure if she could persist until the end.
Apparently, the instructor had underestimated Tiffany’s determination.
Sometimes, a person’s character really has nothing to do with age.
Or perhaps it can be said that the younger a person is, the simpler and more determined their mind is.
Unexpectedly, when the transport ship arrived at Crucis Central, Tiffany managed to complete her studies and pass the T100’s theoretical and practical exams.
The instructor silently looked at Tiffany’s learning time and was secretly astonished.
Twenty-eight days.
Ranked among the top ten thousand among hundreds of thousands of Folco Armor mechanics.
But…
She had learned the T100!
The instructor looked up at the sky, wondering, is there finally going to be a real ace mechanic among my students?
Oh no, it should be a little ace mechanic.
