The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 89 Ask for advice
Shen Zhaoming adjusted his glasses and gestured for Su Ninglong to point the camera at the robot. "Do you know which company makes the robot's core and what its specific model number is?"

Su Ninglong was stunned for a moment, realizing that she had not noticed this detail. She took off the core of the ball and handed it in front of the camera.

The blue glow at the core of the sphere disappeared, revealing a perfectly smooth silver metallic surface.

"Spin it around." Shen Zhaoming stared at the ball's core. "Stop."

The metal core of the sphere was engraved with a frosted code. He frowned. "Did you have the robot assembled from parts and then have a core implanted in it?"

"Mmm." Su Ninglong nodded quickly.

Shen Zhaoming understood why the robot couldn't function properly.

Considering that Su Ninglong was still young and had not been exposed to many professional terms, he carefully chose his words and said: "The intelligent core needs to adapt its operating parameters according to the specific structure of the mechanical body. If you are just replacing the robot's parts and making minor adjustments to the robot's appearance, the new ball core can adapt to it. But if the robot's appearance has been completely changed and the ball core model is an old one, the intelligent system cannot adjust itself. You need to open the backend and re-edit the machine language."

Su Ninglong's lips twitched, and she fell into a daze.

She's just a beginner; she can barely understand machine language and isn't yet at the level where she can arbitrarily modify the core intelligence.

This is so difficult.

The beginning is always the hardest. Su Ninglong took a deep breath and listened carefully to Shen Zhaoming's advice.

"Given the current situation, there are three possible solutions: first, restore the original machine architecture; second, manually rewrite the underlying machine language; and third..."

Shen Zhaoming paused deliberately, seeing that Su Ninglong was still confused, "Purchase an unactivated new ball core and install it. The current intelligent system can automatically model and adapt during the first scan, and then a simple adjustment is needed later."

Suninglong immediately checked the price of the new ball core; an unopened new ball core was more expensive than a robot.

"Can't we format the core like we would when resetting the bracelet?"

“It’s quite difficult. Each core is an independent intelligent system.” Shen Zhaoming tapped his temple. “Like the human brain, after birth, it automatically collects information from its surroundings and accumulates a vast amount of cognitive data over time. Forcibly erasing all memories almost always requires damaging the brain to accomplish this.”

To explain it in a way that Su Ninglong can understand, the previous owner of the magic weapon died, but the magic weapon's spirit will retain some of the previous owner's usage habits. To erase those habits, the only way is to completely erase the spirit.

This would directly reduce the effectiveness of the magic weapon, which is not advisable.

Su Ninglong unconsciously stroked the smooth metal part of the ball core. "Thank you, Brother Shen. I will work hard to learn machine language and fix them all."

Shen Zhaoming's eye twitched. Ordinary people would only think of buying a new robot, and would not learn its most profound knowledge in order to repair it, which would take more than ten years to accumulate.

"You..." Shen Zhaoming wanted to persuade Su Ninglong to turn back from the wrong path, but in the end he smiled and said, "Good luck."

"No madness, no magic," and Old Master Su has plenty of time to learn.

"Ahem, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to leave a message for me. Even if I don't know, there's definitely someone in the research institute who does."

Is this the power of connections?
Su Ninglong certainly won't be polite.

She suddenly realized that Shen Zhaoming had been recruited into the Star Alliance, and Lei Qingya had become her assistant.

What about Lian Xinyi? The three of them seemed to have agreed to explore the NetHunter world together. It would be difficult for Lian Xinyi to clear the dungeon by herself alone.

"Do you mind if I ask a personal question?" Su Ninglong asked curiously, "Now that you've joined the research institute, won't Lian Xinyi go crazy?"

“Him!” Shen Zhaoming couldn’t hide his joy when he thought of him. “Didn’t he drop out of school before? When the Star Alliance Academy learned that he had special abilities, they asked him if he would like to go back to study, and he immediately agreed.”

"Could you tell me how he got into the inner courtyard before?"

"Back then, he wasn't in the inner courtyard; he was in the outer courtyard. Now he's in the inner courtyard."

Shen Zhaoming also remarked on his luck, perhaps related to his sincere attitude.

“Although Lian Xinyi doesn’t seem very bright, he has decent learning abilities. When he was selected, the school’s requirements weren’t that strict, and since he was the governor’s only son, the academy naturally gave him priority. But as you know, with the Star Alliance system becoming more and more sophisticated, he, who has no special abilities, continues to study hunters and is often looked down upon.”

As someone who had also been bullied, Shen Zhaoming knew that it was not a pleasant experience.

“Back then, Lian Xinyi was rather naive. He only felt that it was hard work. After leaving the academy, he actually regretted it a bit, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. No one in the academy persuaded him to go back... He couldn’t wait to pack his bags and return to campus two weeks ago.”

When talking about Lian Xinyi, Shen Zhaoming had a lot to say. Compared to the serious academic research atmosphere just now, Shen Zhaoming was much more lively now.

Of the three, Shen Zhaoming was actually the one whose future was the most uncertain.

Fortunately, he passed the interview, and all three of them worked at Star Alliance. They did not go their separate ways, which was the best path for their growth.

Su Ninglong suddenly realized that Lei Qingya's choice to stay by her side was also due to this consideration.

"When you come over tomorrow, please bring Lian Xinyi with you. I'd like to have a talk with him."

"it is good."

After agreeing on a meeting time for tomorrow, Su Ninglong hung up the phone, her relaxed brows furrowing again; the ball core was truly a major problem.

Xingyuan ruffled Su Ninglong's hair. "Feeling down?"

Su Ninglong was stunned for a moment. "No way! Learning requires a gradual approach, but this pile of things can't be touched in the short term. If it's left untouched, it might completely break down."

"The sphere core is a product of artificial intelligence, and the learning curve is too steep for you. However, you can try to program simple instructions for the robot, which is relatively easier."

Su Ninglong's eyes lit up. That's right. "Thank you, Brother Yuan."

Seeing that Su Ninglong had adopted his suggestion, Xingyuan felt relieved. He had always been in a laissez-faire mode, giving Su Ninglong whatever she wanted, which made him a poor guide.

After listening to speeches by two experienced mentors, he gained a new insight: the mentor's responsibility is not just to help children become independent.

Adjustments can also be made based on a child's potential. For example, guidance is especially important for someone like Su Ninglong. Providing appropriate advice can make Su Ninglong's learning journey smoother.

As twinkling stars illuminate the view outside the window, only the soft clanging of metal remains inside the workroom.

Su Ninglong connected the bracelet to the robot, and the data stream jumped on the screen. She captured a few simple motion capture data instructions from the Internet and repeatedly adjusted the trajectory parameters in the simulation sand table.

Then patiently enter the commands.

start up!

The robot began raising and lowering its arms along the same path, extending its entire arm, but the movements were very stiff, like a marionette.

Su Ninglong scratched her face, wondering how to make it look more natural when it raises its hand...

Playing until late at night, Xingyuan grabbed the girl by the back of her collar and pulled her out of the pile of metal, saying, "Staying up late every day will make you age prematurely."

Su Ninglong kicked her legs before being placed on the ground.

Xingyuan locked the door to the workshop. Su Ninglong held a bottle of fresh milk and drank it. She glanced at the next room out of the corner of her eye. Since she last met Wenbuya, she had never run into her again.

My neighbor's homebody tendencies are simply unbeatable.

She quickly finished her milk, threw the bottle into the recycling bin, and was led back to the Hunter's House by Xingyuan. After washing up, she lay down on the bed. Qirui nestled beside her, curled up in a ball.

Su Ninglong had her thighs on the blanket, still thinking about something, her toes bobbing up and down.

Qi Rui opened his eyes, then turned over and went back to sleep.

Its owner likes to find something to do every day, since it's all stuff it doesn't understand, so it might as well sleep.

The next day, a light rain began to fall again, dripping and pattering, making the dampness somewhat annoying.

Even more annoying are mosquitoes; in the interstellar age, they still roam everywhere.

Su Ninglong sprayed mosquito repellent on herself, but it didn't work. She was also reluctant to use her spiritual power to repel mosquitoes, which resulted in her getting two bites on her ankles.

Dozens of children huddled together like sardines on the rain shelter at the edge of the forest, all wearing colorful raincoats, creating a lovely oil painting.

They look cute, but the kids sweat a lot, and when they're stuffed in the raincoat, the smell is really strong.

The old man preferred to stand on the outside, letting the rain slap his face.

The foreign teacher dragged a house over, and the children knew that a new spirit was coming.

"I haven't passed the spirit-simulation test yet." A child looked at the car approaching in despair.

After being away from their parents for more than a month, the spoiled children have matured quite a bit. They are slowly changing as they receive the ideas of courage and independence instilled in them by their mentors every day.

They have begun to understand the importance of "rolls" and know that the Star Alliance does not support idlers.

Didn't you go to practice on Friday?

"My mom always tells me to come home early."

“Mommy, Mommy, if you hadn’t cheated, the guide wouldn’t have taken you back.” Little Phoebe had already passed the test last week and could proudly hold her head high, mocking others for being timid.

After his previous lesson, Zhou Yu became silent. Although he wanted to show off, the new guide was someone Zhou Jiaxi had hired at great expense.

They paid the Star Alliance three times the amount of money to get Zhou Yu this new mentor.

Zhou Yu didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the newly appointed leader, nor did Ququ behind his back.

Now he lets Little Phoebe do everything, as long as he secretly pays her. Little Phoebe is like a bull-like charging machine, very useful.

The child's face darkened when he heard Phoebe's hurtful words. "Even people who get special treatment every day didn't pass the test."

"Special treatment" refers to Zhou Yu.

"That's right, Charlie approved it."

"What? Say it again? Charlie passed the test?" Zhou Yu asked incredulously, standing on tiptoe to look at the guide, and lowered his voice to ask Phoebe, "Didn't you say he would never pass?"

Phoebe was utterly innocent. "Normally, he shouldn't have been able to pass."

"Charlie, tell me, have you passed the spirit-simulation test?"

Charlie was pulled over by the child. He blinked, water droplets sliding down his long, curled eyelashes, and said sincerely, "I passed the spirit imitation test. I stayed at school for two consecutive Saturdays and Sundays, and Sister Su asked Sister Sally to take me to get close to the spirit imitations."

"Do you allow the foreign teacher to get close to you on weekends?"

“We rented it.” Charlie didn’t know how much the rental would cost, but he knew it must be a lot, because Su Ninglong had been giving him the cold shoulder these past few days.

He deeply realized that if he didn't work harder, Su Ninglong would definitely explode one day, and he might be chopped into several pieces.

Charlie's adorable appearance irritated Zhou Yu. With his stupid brain, how could he have passed the test? The foreign teacher must have given him special treatment.

Zhou Yu wanted to jump up and curse, but the guide kept a close eye on his words and actions.

He dared not, or rather, he could not disobey Zhou Jiaxi.

Zhou Yu forced out a sound through gritted teeth, saying to Su Ninglong in front of him, "You actually have money to rent? Don't end up winning and not even having enough to cover your investment."

Ha, the investment has long exceeded the stakes. To prove a point, Old Ancestor Su has gone all out.

Problems that can be solved with money are not problems at all. If Suninglong can get peace by spending money, then that's good.

Sally and Haiyu were the ones who suffered the most. Fortunately, Charles's intelligence was within the normal range; he just learned slowly.

Slow and steady wins the race; once you learn it, you'll remember it well.

Now, even if Charlie is pushed in front of the spirit at any time, he will not be tempted. He can even treat the spirit like a giant cockroach, arousing a strong killing intent and making the spirit tremble with fear.

As the foreign teacher parked the trailer and unloaded the house where the mysterious spirit was imprisoned, raindrops near the house quickly froze into hail, and the green lawn was covered with white frost, which spread outwards.

Everyone took a deep breath, wanting to back away, but they were on the veranda and had nowhere to retreat; if they retreated any further, they would step onto the wet grass.

The foreign teacher, dressed in nano-insulated clothing and a thick winter coat, patted the house. "Today we're here to learn about the only two-star Mystic Spirit imprisoned in the Mystic Spirit House. Only weather like today is suitable for showcasing its awe-inspiring power."

The foreign teacher breathed out hot air, "You won't be allowed to touch it today. This secret spirit's ability isn't suitable for use as an assessment."

The children: "???"

So there's an assessment?! No matter how quick these kids are to learn, they're still kids. Won't they go crazy?
"Alright, does anyone know what kind of secret spirit this is?"

Seeing that the children around her looked like they didn't understand anything and refused to interact with the foreign teacher, Su Ninglong raised her hand enthusiastically.

"Ning Long, you answer."

"This is the fear of the Cold Abyss."

"You answered correctly. You'll get an extra point on your final exam. I hope you'll be more active in answering questions in class." The teacher's encouragement was incredibly helpful to these little ones.

They all became more enthusiastic, but unfortunately the foreign teacher didn't ask any more questions.

"The Fear of the Cold Abyss possesses incredible power. Its method of attack is parasitism."

parasitic?

Upon hearing the word "parasite," a commotion arose around them; they were afraid of insects. Parasites—it sounded like a property only insects possessed.

Su Ninglong looked at the large ice sculpture in the room.

The translucent ice sculpture, roughly the size of a human, reveals a slowly writhing, twisted black tentacle-like structure inside, and its surface is covered with constantly growing sharp ice spikes.

If you saw this thing from a distance in the wild, you'd think it was a bear.

But bears are at least somewhat cute, and the Fear of the Cold Abyss won't become handsome after a while.