I'm in another world, and I start out transformed into Lancelot.

"For example, the energy distribution ratio during transformation switching, and the charging threshold for different weapon system modes. This will save them from being flustered and having to flip through thick manuals in the cockpit when they actually start fighting." He gestured, "It would also be good to make it into a quick reference card, convenient for use in emergencies."

“That makes sense.” Rose nodded thoughtfully. “Later, I’ll compile the reverse engineering data and simplified flowcharts of the core system, and have the guys in the tech department design the layout, aiming for a combination of text and graphics. However, I hope that Yaohui can concentrate on looking at the diagrams during the battle…”

She hadn't finished speaking, but the mischievous smile on her face said it all—she thought this would probably have a comical effect.

"eggplant--!!!"

Just as the two were engrossed in their discussion, a loud, energetic cheer that could almost lift the roof off the maintenance team rang out from the other side of King Gu-chiao, followed by the click of a camera shutter.

Ye Hu and Rose looked in the direction of the sound and saw Jiehua jumping excitedly on the spot, waving at a young maintenance crew member holding a camera.

"Yes, yes, yes! One more! I want to take a picture with the super cool Unit 3! Could you please take a full-body shot for me? Make sure to include King G. Joe's super cool head in the picture!"

Like a fan who had successfully met her idol, she struck her signature peace sign next to King Gyu-joo's massive metal feet, her radiant smile seemingly illuminating the metal beside her.

"Yay—! King Joe Unit 3! The strongest duo! Oh—! Wait, this line should be said by Haruki to make it feel right! But I've already registered it! Haha!"

The maintenance crew was clearly infected by her enthusiasm, adjusting the angle with smiles and repeatedly agreeing.

Because of this little incident, a corner of the maintenance team was filled with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Late that night, Rose was alone in her laboratory at her home on Earth. The only sounds in the room were the low hum of the instruments and the cold light flowing from the holographic screen.

She is currently organizing the core data related to Jin Guqiao from the daytime, and plans to systematically compile those key operational points into a practical, illustrated user manual based on Mr. Ye Hu's suggestion.

Her slender fingertips danced lightly across the virtual keyboard, sketching flowcharts and marking energy allocation ratios… Just as she was working through a simplified diagram of a complex interface—

"Boss! Look! Look at the system shop!!" The soybean ball floating to the side in standby suddenly emitted a short and high-frequency notification sound, and the emoticon on the screen instantly changed to (★★)!

Its voice was filled with undisguised surprise, "There's a super, super amazing product that's perfect for big guy King Joe to use on the homepage! Limited-time discount!"

Rose, her train of thought interrupted, raised an eyebrow and shifted her icy blue eyes from the holographic screen to the soybean ball that was excitedly bouncing in the air.

Trusting her partner "Good Finds Radar" (especially its unforgettable accuracy in food), she clicked on the system's shop page as instructed.

The screen lights shifted, and a uniquely designed product with a striking "Hot Selling! Limited Time Offer!" label almost instantly captured her attention—"Asgaron-style AI Pilot Interaction Core Module (Compatible with Large Combat Units)".

The name, the style, and the perfect timing of its appearance... it's like it has its own spotlight and an enticing background sound that says, "Buy me now!"

A strong sense of familiarity welled up inside her. This technique, this precise delivery style… Rose sighed. Why is it that even a world consciousness with a cold and aloof personality can have a playful side?!

Next to the tempting price on the screen, the original price was clearly marked, along with a bright red X that looked like it would bleed. Below that was a string of numbers that, despite the discount, still made her and the soybean ball core processor jerk – the required points.

"Hiss—" It was as if one could hear the sound of points being rapidly deducted from the account, and Yi Ren Yi Tong fell into a moment of silence.

The screen on Huangdouqiu instantly turned gray, and the emoticon changed to a crying Qaq. Rose subconsciously pursed her lips as well. This amount of points was indeed a considerable expense.

But the silence lasted only a moment. Rose's thoughts immediately shifted, rapidly assessing the potential of this "investment": Imagine what King Guccio would be like with this sophisticated AI interaction system installed?

The clumsy alien technology will instantly gain fluent human-machine dialogue capabilities, allowing the pilot to command this behemoth more intuitively and tacitly, just like the pilots of Asgard.

Yaohui no longer needed to sweat profusely while flipping through illustrated manuals in the cockpit; a single command or a word of communication was enough for Jinguqiao to understand the intention.

When operating complex weapon systems, Yoko can also receive real-time, accurate data feedback and auxiliary calculations from AI. The break-in period between pilots and special operations aircraft will be greatly shortened, and the efficiency and safety of coordinated operations will inevitably be greatly improved.

King Gyo will no longer be a cold weapon, but will truly become a "partner".

The thought instantly lit up Rose's eyes. Without hesitation, her fingertips, brimming with decisive pleasure, lightly tapped the bright red "Confirm Purchase" button.

"Beep—Purchase successful. The module has been added to your inventory." The system notification sounded.

A notification popped up simultaneously that points had been deducted. The brief "heartache" was immediately overshadowed by a huge sense of satisfaction and anticipation that followed.

Looking at the decreasing numbers in her account, and thinking about the "intelligent core" that was about to be implanted into King Joe's body, Rose couldn't help but smile, forming a sincere smile with a touch of creator's pride.

Yes, why insist on having the drivers painstakingly "crack" alien technology in the most primitive way? Since there are more convenient ways to unleash King Guccio's potential, we should fight for it for the "children."

After all, this special operations aircraft, King G. Joe No. 3, which they assembled themselves, is already one of the "children" of the armory.

"Boss! You really bought it?" The emoticon on the soybean ball's display screen changed to (???)!, and the voice was filled with excitement. "Shall we go install it on the big guy now? Now?! I can't wait to see it become smart!"

“Of course,” Rose said, her eyes gleaming with a focused, icy-blue light. “Good things lose value if left unused. To the hangar!” She grabbed the white research robe draped over the back of the chair and slipped it on, the virtual keyboard window sliding into her personal terminal like water.

The maintenance crew was enveloped in the quiet, rhythmic hum of the equipment late at night, with only the occasional beam of patrol lights sweeping across the massive silhouette of the mechs.

In the dim light, King Gorky's massive body resembled a slumbering ancient beast. Luo Ridge, carrying the soybean ball, arrived silently, like an explorer infiltrating a treasure vault.

Without alerting anyone, they activated the work platform and raised it to the core interface position of the main control area on King Guccio's back.

The soybean ball acts as a precise guide, with its robotic arm assisting in data access, while Rose personally handles the complex physical interface docking.

Under the cold light, her slender fingers moved with incredible speed and steadiness, engaging in an intimate "conversation" with the complex circuitry.

"The core control area has been found." The soybean ball emitted a soft notification sound, and the heavy protective cover on the main interface was carefully opened.

Rose quickly took out the AI ​​module that emitted a faint blue light, the same one used by Asgard—a palm-sized polycrystalline core component with liquid data flowing around its edges.

Without hesitation, she steadily pushed it into the pre-set slot, and the "click" of the interface closing perfectly was particularly clear in the silence.

“Physical interface complete…Start logical linking…” Rose typed the command on the virtual terminal, and the data stream began to surge into King Joe’s originally large and somewhat “clumsy” core processor.

Inside the massive machine, the faint, almost inaudible electrical hum suddenly intensified and increased in frequency, as if something was rapidly awakening deep within the "brain" of this steel behemoth.

Those fierce "eyes," which originally only had standby indicator lights, now had a faint, deeper blue light flashing in their depths, so fast it was almost an illusion.

The cold metal seemed to carry a faint warmth and an indescribable "vitality".

Soybean Ball bounced excitedly on the stand: "Wow! Synchronization rate 80%...90%...99.9%! Boss, connection successful! Adaptive learning started!"

Rose smiled, a pure, contented smile that belonged to a creator. "Very good, let it get used to its body slowly. Let's give it some private space."

She carefully closed the protective cover, wiped away any traces of her actions, and quietly disappeared with the soybean ball. The lab still had a large amount of initial setup data and behavioral logic that she needed to weave herself.

The next morning, the preparation team was back to its energetic self. Yuka was still full of vitality, taking photos and recording data around King Gyu-chiao.

Ye Hu was leading several technicians to inspect the cable of a leg load-bearing structure that had been reinforced the night before. Yao Hui and Yang Zi were warming up, preparing for a round of basic physical adaptation training.

"So, today we'll focus on getting familiar with the linear feedback of power output?" Yoko, wearing her driving training clothes, stretched while confirming the training subjects with Ye Hu.

“Hmm,” Ye Hu nodded, “Yesterday’s data is still a bit sluggish. Make the movements a little smaller, don’t be like last time…” Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a loud but clearly hesitant young voice coming from the entrance of the maintenance team in the distance.

"Uh...everyone...that..." Haruki stood beside the elevator leading to King Ghoul's cockpit, looking a little bewildered, his voice tinged with confusion, pointing upwards, "The elevator came down by itself? When it was empty?"

He was about to go up and start the machine, but before he could even press the button, the elevator descended to the ground by itself.

"What?" Ye Hu and Yangzi both frowned and looked over. The empty elevator platform was quietly stopped at the dock, which did not make sense in the design.

"A malfunction?" Yoko walked over quickly, preparing to check the equipment.

at this time--

"laugh……"

A clear voice, with a slightly soft electronic quality, flowed smoothly from King Guccio's head-mounted speaker without warning, as if someone had just woken up and was trying to adjust their voice to make it clearer.

"Unit No. 03, Jinguqiao, on standby, pilot identification in progress." The voice was clear and gentle, with a unique rhythm, creating a wonderfully endearing contrast with its massive and ferocious appearance.

The entire maintenance crew fell silent instantly. The instruments continued humming, but all sounds of human activity vanished. Yoko, who was about to begin her inspection, froze, her finger hovering over the control panel. Yuka, clutching her tablet, stared wide-eyed, her mouth silently forming an "O."

Ye Hu adjusted his glasses, which had almost slipped off, his face a mixture of extreme shock and disbelief. Even the other maintenance workers who were recording data in a distant corner stopped what they were doing, their eyes all fixed on Jin Guqiao's somewhat dazed head.

Rose had somehow found herself leaning against the railing near the control room door, her arms crossed over her chest, her icy blue eyes gleaming with a clear light, as if she had witnessed the success of an interesting experiment.

This time, the "Wild Man of Light" production team might pursue copyright issues.

Chapter 109 (3K) Can King Gu Qiao...be that beautiful?

In a brief silence that seemed to freeze the air, the blonde woman began to speak slowly and deliberately, in a light, conversational tone, as if introducing a new toy:

"Oh? It spoke?" She tilted her head, a signature slight smile playing on her lips, her tone carrying an obvious sense of pleasure and a hint of pride. "It sounds pretty good. This is part of the upgrade gift, Mr. Ye Hu."

"I installed some... small accessories on it. The instruction manual is too thick, so how about... just including a guide that can communicate?"

These casual words were like a bomb dropped into deep water. Ye Hu's eyes behind his glasses widened instantly, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitched. "A small... accessory?" His voice rose several octaves, tinged with accusation, "Dr. Rose! When... how..."

Meanwhile, Yuuka, who was still some distance away, had already charged over like a cannonball, her eyes sparkling, shouting incoherently, "Dr. Rose! That's amazing! You added an AI system to it?! What does it look like?! Let me see the data! Please!!"

Yoko relaxed her guard slightly, but shock was still written on her face. She took a deep breath and her gaze darted back and forth between Rose, Ye Hu, and Jingu Qiao.

Yao Hui finally realized what was happening, scratched his head, and came over. He looked at Jingu Qiao, then at Rose, and asked innocently, "Huh? So it wasn't the elevator that was broken, it just started talking?"

King Gyu-ch's enormous head turned slightly at an almost imperceptible angle, his cold "gaze" seemingly sweeping over the chaotic and agitated crowd below.

The energy core indicator light on his chest suddenly flashed a few times rhythmically, like breathing.

Immediately afterwards, that gentle, clear electronic voice, so harmoniously blended with the cold metal, rang out again, its target clearly aimed at Haruki and Yoko, who had just finished warming up:

"Identification complete. Pilots currently on standby: Haruki Natsukawa, Yoko Nakajima. Self-check passed, energy reserves sufficient, core temperature stable." The voice was steady and smooth, not at all like that of a newly installed "part" trying to speak.

Yoko, who was about to inspect the elevator, froze completely, her outstretched hand hanging in mid-air, forgetting to retract it. Yuka held her breath, her eyes fixed on the microphone on King Gyo's head, afraid of missing a single syllable.

Haruki stopped scratching his head, his face showing pure and bewildered surprise: "It...it knows us?"

“Of course.” This time, Jin Guqiao’s voice seemed to rise slightly by half an degree, as if carrying a hint of pleasure that was hard to describe and existed only between electronic pulses.

"Driver information has been pre-loaded. Binding confirmation can be completed by recognizing associated physiological signals. It is recommended to update with more detailed physical condition and operating habit parameters to help improve coordination efficiency." It's actually starting to proactively offer suggestions!

"My God! Its logic loops are actively learning and coordinating parameters! It's not just simple instruction execution!" Yuka's fingers were trembling as she held the tablet. "So amazing!"

“Efficiency…” Yoko finally regained her focus, her professional instincts instantly overcoming her shock. Her eyes became sharp and focused. “How exactly is the collaborative efficiency you mentioned manifested? What tangible benefits does it bring in combat?”

“Assist mode in operation.” King G. Joe’s voice remained clear and steady as ever. “The following support is available: real-time output and load feedback of the power system, monitoring of weapon arsenal energy charging thresholds, dynamic analysis and prediction module of environmental threats, and basic monitoring of pilot status.”

When it came to the last item, its massive head seemed to turn extremely slightly toward Yoko and Haruki.

"Hey, wait a minute! Driver status monitoring?" Haruki seemed particularly sensitive to this, and subconsciously straightened his back. "What exactly will it monitor?" He was afraid that his transformation scene would be recorded.

"Basic monitoring includes: adrenaline surge trends, recognition of slight pupil tremor patterns, and early warning of irregular fluctuations in respiratory rate." Jin Guqiao's explanation is concise, precise, and even cold.

"The above data will not be subject to subjective evaluation and will only be used as a basis to assist AI in providing optimal operating suggestions or hazard warnings. By default, the reporting recipients are limited to authorized senior members, such as Mr. Ye Hu, the Maintenance Director, and Dr. Rose."

Ye Hu, who had been keeping a tense expression and trying to process the reality before him that was enough to rewrite the operating manual, still frowned when he heard this answer, but the look in his eyes behind his glasses was no longer just shock and confusion.

Rather, it's a strong, scrutinizing, and evaluative perspective typically found in technical managers facing major innovations. "Detailed operational logs must be complete in the backend. Every report must be traceable and verifiable."

“Of course,” Jin Guqiao replied calmly.

“Understood.” Yoko took a deep breath and made a decisive decision. “The improvement in efficiency needs to be tested in practice. Today’s training program will remain unchanged—basic dynamic output linear feedback adaptive training.”

"Please provide your so-called optimal operating suggestion. Objective: Smooth start, reach 30% thrust output within five seconds, maintain linearity, and no fluctuations." Her tone returned to its usual efficiency and directness, treating the new AI as part of the task.

"Command confirmed: Power output adaptation training. Smooth linear start with 30% thrust. Start-up pre-optimization scheme: Leg joint fine-tuning posture calibration is complete. It is recommended that the smoothness coefficient of the driver's input trajectory be set to 0.75. Three, two, one, enter ready state."

King Gyu-chiao smoothly repeated and broke down the instructions, even preparing for the physical adjustments in advance. The final, gentle yet clear countdown, like the starting gun of an experienced coach, echoed in the silent preparation team.

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The short trial period yielded surprisingly good results.

At Rose's instruction, Yoko conducted a basic dynamic balance feedback test—requiring King Joe to increase the output power of his two feet from 30% to 55% at a constant speed within fifteen seconds, while maintaining absolute stability of his upper body posture, simulating the chassis requirements when an energy weapon is charging.

Yoko was intently operating the controls in the cockpit.

"Initiating gradual power delivery. Target: 55% power. Current parameters are stable." Jin Guqiao's gentle and clear electronic voice smoothly announced the status, like a dutiful co-pilot providing real-time guidance.

More importantly, on the torque feedback curve of the control panel, the blue line representing King Guccio's action and the ideal red curve of Yoko's input are almost perfectly matched, with almost no visible delay or spikes caused by over-adjustment.

The slight "lag" in the previous operation seemed to be instantly smoothed out.

"So stable!" Yuka exclaimed, almost screaming as she stared at the real-time data stream on her tablet. She quickly jotted down her notes, "The smoothness of the output curve has improved by at least 35 percentage points! My goodness, it's actively cooperating with Yoko's subtle force adjustments!"

“Hmm…” Mr. Ye Hu’s tense expression finally relaxed. He leaned closer to one of the monitoring screens, his gaze behind his glasses fixed on the feedback values. His finger habitually pushed up his glasses. “Predictive compensation intervention? The algorithm is very efficient… directly linked to the power output shaft…”

The previous worries were completely dispelled by the precise and ruthless efficiency before him. The technical manager's instincts told him that the value of this "small part" far exceeded his expectations.

Next, it was Yaohui's turn to conduct a coordinated steering test. The task was simple: operate Jingu Qiao to perform continuous 90-degree turns to simulate evasive maneuvers.

"Entering coordinated maneuver training. Driver command identified: Prepare to turn. Hint: Leg joint damping has been adaptively optimized." Jin Guqiao's voice rang out, seemingly more integrated into the operational scenario than before.

"Whoa!" Haruki shouted with his usual enthusiasm. However, during his first sharp turn, his movements might have been a little too exaggerated.

"An overload trend of 17.8% was detected in the operation force. It is recommended to reduce the force applied in the early stage of the controller input trajectory by 30% to optimize the inertia of the machine and the accuracy of the end-effector positioning." The gentle electronic voice sounded almost in milliseconds, giving specific correction suggestions.

"Huh?!" Yao Hui in the cockpit was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted. "Oh! I understand! I'll adjust!" He tried as suggested, and sure enough, King Gyo's huge body moved more smoothly and roundedly in the subsequent turns, and his feet stopped precisely at the designated position.

"It can even correct operating habits?! That's amazing!" Yao Hui was surprised, his voice filled with excitement coming through the communicator. "It's like an experienced coach! It's not as headache-inducing as reading the manual!"

Rose stood by the door of the control room, her arms still crossed over her chest, the smile on her lips now completely undisguised.

Her icy blue eyes reflected the rhythmic indicator lights of Jin Guqiao's standby mode, and the atmosphere in the maintenance team that, ignited by this brief trial, was far more vibrant and hopeful than the previous night. The results of this "investment" were even better than she had anticipated.

"So, Mr. Ye Hu?" Her voice carried a hint of lazy certainty. "Is this instruction manual fairly intuitive?"

Ye Hu raised his head, shifting his gaze from the screen to Rose's face. He took a deep breath, and the sternness that belonged to an engineer on his face finally melted away completely, with the corners of his mouth even uncontrollably curving upwards into a noticeable arc.