Give the universe a little earth shock

Chapter 57 Time is running out
As soon as he heard that there was a problem with the transformer, Li Kaiyang, who had rehearsed countless emergencies in advance, rushed into the equipment area with a bang.

The people in the unit maintenance team are nervously spinning around the giant transformer.

Long-distance power transmission must rely on the electromagnetic effect of the transformer to increase the low voltage to high voltage, otherwise the loss along the line of tens of thousands of kilometers will reach an astonishing figure.

The leader of the maintenance team explained the current problem with the fastest speech speed, "The DC resistance test failed, the flaw detection equipment could not find the problem, and the main protection device has been operating during the simulated operation."

The action of the protection device means that there is a problem with the transformer and it cannot be connected to the grid at all.

Li Kaiyang spent ten seconds observing the structure with a serious expression, "Is the fault waveform printed?"

The team leader handed over a piece of sweat-soaked printing paper, which was full of distorted sine waves, while the waveform observed by a normal transformer should be a perfect sine wave.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the brim of his hard hat was dripping with sweat. As a craftsman with a background in electricity, the team leader understood how difficult the problem he was facing now.

If you want to analyze the problem in the waveform of hundreds of moments, the time required is definitely not enough in just half an hour.

But No. 17 minutes.

Li Kaiyang put down the waveform chart, jumped onto the heat sink, and held the tall insulating sleeve. The exoskeleton suddenly exerted force, and suddenly lifted the weight weighing [-] kilograms, exposing the lead wires hidden in it.

The team leader kept his eyes on the whole process, and when he saw the lead wire manufacturing process, his brows tightened.

The message is wrong.

The crimping process at the lead wire is wrong. The transformer is not a type III product found in their data, but a type II.

The energy hub near the Temple of Time has been abandoned for more than 30 years, and it is difficult to find relevant information. Unexpectedly, there is a mistake in the most critical equipment. The biggest difference between the two is that the Type II has a more sophisticated mechanical voltage stabilization structure.

"Don't make a mistake there."

He kept praying in his heart that the type II voltage stabilization structure can greatly improve the power quality and ensure the transmission efficiency, but because it is too complicated, it has long been excluded from the production standard, and it has not been used in the following decades of products. This stuff.

Those who can repair it have already buried half of their bodies in the loess.

Please don't, please don't...
But when he saw Li Kaiyang bring out the cylindrical voltage stabilizing mechanism soaked in insulating oil from inside the box, his back was drenched with sweat.

What a problem.

Li Kaiyang took a quick look at the organization and shouted, "Copper plate!"

Everyone was stunned.

Pointing to the dismantled copper plate on the ground, he shouted again, "Throw the copper plate to me!!"

The team leader came back to his senses, and hurriedly threw a square copper plate up. Li Kaiyang caught it, picked up the cutting machine beside him, and cut out a 4X4 copper plate, then clenched his hands tightly, exoskeleton Fully open, fold and fold the copper sheet, and stuff it into a void somewhere in the mechanism.

All the movements were smooth and smooth without any pause. After the end, he jumped off the device and said anxiously, "How long do we have?"

The team leader hurriedly looked at his watch, "Seventeen minutes and thirty-five seconds, we still have twelve minutes."

Li Kaiyang kicked the big oil barrel next to him, "Refill the oil, it will be done in 2 minutes!"

The team leader couldn't believe it. The inside of the transformer must be filled with insulating oil to operate normally. Does Li Kaiyang ask everyone to fill the oil to mean that the problem has been solved?

It took a total of 35 minute and [-] seconds from the discovery of the problem to the completion of the process.

Is this really human speed?
Li Kaiyang's words completely dispelled his doubts, "The mechanism is missing a gasket, and the strong electric power under ultra-high voltage will cause parts to loosen and fall off, causing internal failures."

Finally he said worriedly, "Hurry up, leader, we're running out of time."

Five thirty in the morning.

New York skylight control center.

Schmidt swallowed a whole cup of coffee, and he stayed up all night in front of the computer in the control center.

Still haven't waited for the AI ​​sent by the Wuyi base.

From two o'clock in the morning, Bole behind him spoke into the headset more and more frequently.

When it was close to five o'clock, there was a faint noise outside.

Five thirty.

Bole even left the gate of the control center for the first time.

However, after 20 seconds, he returned to his original position.

Five fifty.

Schmidt got up and walked to Mo's main console, and Bole also stood beside him.

"Mr. Bole," he took out the cross necklace from his chest and kissed it lightly, "When did you start paying attention to me?"

Bole had a playful expression, "Probably since a certain unmanned spy detector lost contact, the organization will not trust anyone, including me."

"But the detectors lose contact every day. I personally still believe in my technical means. If it is not deliberate, no one can." Schmidt looked at Bole's expression and suddenly realized, "Oh, I underestimated the organization."

Organizations trust no one.

Anyone who might have lost contact with the drone is closely monitored.

"It's a pity we didn't find your sister," Bole said in a casual tone, as if he was chatting with an old friend. "You are very alert. We searched all over New York and couldn't find your sister."

Schmidt suddenly clenched the cross in his hand, "Did you move her?"

"Good acting skills, young man, as I said, you hid her very well." Bole stared closely at Schmidt's eyes, trying to find out some information, but he found that the young architect's eyes were only Angry, provoking him is not a good choice, "We can talk, the organization's armed forces are already on their way to the Temple of Time, they have no chance of winning, and neither do you, as long as you tell me where the backdoor program is hidden, I guarantee that the organization will Forget about it."

"And let Mao come to train the AI ​​you need."

He threw the heaviest chips.

Schmidt was still immersed in the news of his sister's disappearance. He didn't hide her at all, so where would her sister go?
Not organized.

That is the Wuyi base?
No, it's impossible, he used all the code names, and there was no possibility of his sister being exposed.

Seeing him hesitate, Bole took advantage of the victory to pursue and rebroadcast the images outside the sky control center: dense guards, monitoring without dead ends, and mottled blood and bullet marks in the distance. It seemed that he had just experienced a gun battle.

"No matter what they want to send you, it's impossible. Mao allocated 5.00% of the computing power to the building's defense system, specifically to cut off your connection."

The console computer screen sandwiched between them lit up, and a long string of characters jumped out. Schmidt glanced at it, smiled indifferently, and asked a question, "Mr. Bole, do you think Mao is an AI?" Or human?"

"what?"

Before Bole could react, the alarm bell of the control center rang loudly, and the monitoring screen showed that several parts of the building had been breached, the line of defense had been lost, and the intruder was running towards here.

"Damn it," he yelled, and snarled out of the electric gate, "go in and watch him!"

"Yes!"

The bodyguards who got the order leaned forward and rushed into the control center, but two seconds later, their simultaneous interpreting earphones were suddenly overloaded, and the strong short-circuit current made them lose their minds. Schmidt saw the opportunity and picked up the all-metal microphone at hand , one at a time, knocked them down and kicked them out of the gate.

Afterwards, the alloy gate, which even RPGs could not penetrate, closed automatically, and various electronic lock data jumped, completely locking the gate.

The other people present didn't know why, and looked at Schmidt in a daze.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and listened to Mao's voice in the earphone:
"Mr. Schmidt, I want to know what the probability of one percent is."

(End of this chapter)