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For convenience, mech engineers classified all mech parts by level—not by rarity, but by complexity.

For example, on Earth, a computer was certainly far more expensive and technologically advanced than a learning machine. Yet compared to the chip in a learning machine, the keyboard that made up a computer was definitely much easier to manufacture. So you could not simply classify all computer parts as Level One and all learning machine parts as another level.

The same principle naturally applied to different mechs.

In short, after years of categorization, mech parts had been divided into four major types: engines, energy cards, frames, and weapons. As for the operating system, that was software and not something mech manufacturers handled. It could be mass-produced, and there were plenty available on the market. Unless special customization was needed, it was actually the cheapest component of a mech.

The mech part Jing Yi had just been asked to make was, naturally, a Level Two frame component.

Due to his lack of common sense, he had no idea that the man in the white coat had made things difficult for him again.

Given his mental strength level, if he had been a professional in this field and dealt with mech parts every day, he could have made a Level Two frame component. But for a rookie, being able to make a Level One frame component with his mental strength would already have been very difficult. Level Two? Was this a joke?

Jing Yi could not recognize it, but Zhang Qiu and Yang Chun, who had accompanied him, certainly could. Though neither was a mech manufacturer, everyone knew the basic rule: Level One parts normally required no more than ten assembly steps, while Level Two parts required no more than twenty. Zhang Qiu did not stop him because he thought, He probably can't even make a Level One part. If he fails at a Level Two one, at least he'll have an excuse. Yang Chun thought, He looks so confident. Could he still be hiding his true ability? Let's watch first. What they saw, however, was a miracle.

Mental strength level: D!

Age: 21!

Nineteen steps for a Level Two component!

Production time: five minutes and three seconds!

Quality: exceptional!

The man in the white coat examined the silver mech component over and over, yet still found it impossible to believe. To be honest, he was not a mech manufacturing specialist himself, though he occasionally worked part-time. With A-level mental strength, he was now a registered intermediate mech manufacturer and could make mech components as complex as Level Four. But if he were asked to make the same Level Two component Jing Yi had just made, he could not guarantee that he could make it so quickly or so well!

"Um, is there anything else that needs checking?" The man in the white coat had been stunned for too long, and Jing Yi could not help calling him back to his senses.

Using his mental strength so frequently had left him not only physically tired, but mentally exhausted as well. Most importantly, his stomach was about to cave in from hunger! As soon as he finished speaking, a loud, impossible-to-ignore growl came from his stomach. Jing Yi covered it, feeling utterly miserable.

Don't think about that delicious, crystal-clear meat. The more I think about it, the hungrier I get...

"Oh, oh, it's done."

Still distracted, the man in the white coat wrote on the record card: "Extremely talented in mech manufacturing. Can produce a Level Two frame component of exceptional quality in five minutes."

At last, he handed all of today's test results to Yang Chun—not including the genetic compatibility report for Jing Yi and Qin Meng. That was more complicated and would not be ready today; they would have to wait at least another three days.

Although Jing Yi's talent in mech manufacturing had made the man in the white coat see him in a new light, he still believed that Jing Yi and Major Qin were the least compatible couple in the Federation.

Jing Yi had a C-level physique and D-level mental strength.

Major Qin had an S-level physique and A+ mental strength.

If those two were proven genetically compatible, was there any justice left in this world?!

Jing Yi did not care about the white coat's inner thoughts. Once he learned that the examination was over and he could leave, he climbed into the hovercar without looking back, repeatedly urging the driver to hurry. He was starving!

Zhang Qiu took out a bottle of nutrient solution and handed it to him. "Have some first!"

Jing Yi did not even glance at it. "No! I need to save room for meat!"

If Yang Chun, the chief guard, had not been watching from beside them, Zhang Qiu would have loved nothing more than to force the nutrient solution down Jing Yi's throat!

You little brat! Why the hell would you eat that disgusting bug meat?! Do you know you'll become famous throughout the Federation if you eat it?! And haven't you noticed that your stomach is growling loudly enough to play a symphony?! Aren't you embarrassed? Aren't you?!

Unfortunately, no matter how frenzied he felt inside, Zhang Qiu did not dare act rashly on someone else's turf. Awkwardly, he unscrewed the cap and drank the nutrient solution himself.

This was top-grade nutrient solution, with an excellent taste and abundant nutrition. Most people would tremble just looking at the price. Since the young madam did not want it, it would all go to him instead—what a tasteless, undiscerning fellow!

Yang Chun stared into space, trying not to picture that quivering bug meat... This burly soldier sighed inwardly. There really were all kinds of people in the world. Jing Yi had also grown up as a well-off young master, so how had he developed such a strange obsession?

The hovercar was fast. In less than ten minutes, they reached their destination—the general's residence. For easier surveillance, General Chen had arranged for Jing Yi to stay right under his nose.