31. Energy
Ying Chenlin's mechanical arm wasn't deliberately concealed, and the mecha pilots around him all noticed.
Several pairs of eyes glanced towards Ying Chenlin, and while none of them said anything, their gazes held a mixture of incomprehension and curiosity. A prosthetic arm was a rare sight for mecha pilots. Despite the advances in mecha simulation, it still couldn't match the capabilities of a normal human limb. Moreover, they were mecha pilots, and a 0.01-second error in reaction time could be fatal in critical moments.
Most mecha pilots with prosthetic limbs couldn't endure for more than a year in their profession and ended up becoming mercenary mecha pilots instead.
And now, right in front of them, there appeared another mecha pilot with a prosthetic arm, and this person looked very young.
Zhao Lejie was astonished. "A prosthetic arm?"
Ji Qingfeng cast a sidelong glance at him. "What, you discriminate against it?"
Zhao Lejie denied, "No, that's not what I mean, it's just unfortunate."
A prosthetic arm was a potentially fatal weak point for a mecha pilot. Suddenly, he thought about the varying skill levels Ying Chenlin displayed, and it seemed like he had found the reason. In such a situation, prolonged mecha battles would be impossible.
Unaware of the various glances behind him, Ying Chenlin entered the energy storage room and walked up to the energy device. He used the permissions granted by the Bureau to open the transport pipe accesses.
Different pipes transported different types of energy. As a mechanic, understanding mecha energy was fundamental. Many of today's mecha technologies were derived from the larger field of the Star Alliance's mechanical engineering. At the end of the day, mechas were also large-scale intelligent machines. Therefore, in facilities like the defense zone, there would definitely be energy transport pipes designated for specific intelligent machines.
His task was to use tools to clear out this pipeline, control the output threshold, and deliver the energy to the mechas lacking power.
The energy storage room was a place that mecha pilots rarely visited.
Other mecha pilots stood outside, perplexed, their attention focused on the lone busy figure inside.
"Can this work? Redirecting energy from the energy storage room?"
"His hand looks like it's not easy to operate."
"Indeed, it's difficult. A professional would be needed for this. But we don't have any mechanics here."
In the crowd, Liu Ge stood on the side. He was one of the more experienced mecha pilots present and had some technical knowledge. He frowned as he watched the young person in the energy storage room, expressing concern, "This level of technical difficulty is quite high. Do you know how many types of energy support the entire defense zone? This place is a central energy converter with over a hundred energy pipes. Some carry individual energy, while others carry mixed energy... Trying to channel energy in this kind of storage room is extremely challenging. Regular technical workers would find it difficult, and it would require a mechanic very familiar with large-scale machinery, at least an advanced mechanic."
His words had just finished when the young person in the energy storage room did something at the console. The entire energy storage room's lighting immediately dimmed.
"Can this work?"
"Don't damage the other pipes in the defense zone. The contamination outside can reach levels of up to 6000."
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