My IQ has been increasing year by year.

Chapter 69 But

The third day of the training camp.

All the novelty and initial tentativeness were completely crushed by this high-intensity cramming.

The air in the lecture hall is perpetually filled with the lingering smell of chalk dust.

Mixed with the muggy, humid air of early summer, the air felt somewhat dry when inhaled.

Four hours of pure theory every morning.

Basic calculus, complex topological networks, and rigid body dynamics models.

Professor Wang no longer tells those physics stories that make people suddenly realize the truth.

He became a ruthless seed planter.

Regardless of whether the land below is arid or fertile, just relentlessly shove the most rigid and highest-level physics formulas into the minds of these six people.

in the afternoon.

It is the unchanging No. 1 physics laboratory.

The projects in the First Physics Laboratory became bizarre and diverse.

Professor Wang no longer just gave them black boxes and circuit boards.

Force, heat, light, electricity.

In the actual final competition, the four major sections are often intertwined and integrated.

Various rudimentary, even defective, experimental equipment were carried onto the podium, box by box.

Evening self-study.

It's a national exam question that you can never finish.

The eight-page exam paper was filled with dense force analyses and electromagnetic field diagrams.

The number of empty ink tubes on the corner of the table began to increase exponentially.

Wang, who used to have a relatively energetic face, now had two obvious dark circles under his eyes.

He even became less talkative when eating in the cafeteria.

The brisk, energetic stride of my usual walk has turned into a dragging, sluggish gait.

Miao Shi'an's few neatly pressed white shirts.

The collar and cuffs were stained with indelible yellow rosin marks and black grime from engine oil.

He no longer worries about whether his clothes are clean or not; he only cares about whether the components in his hands have any loose solder joints.

He Gui's right index finger, which he uses to hold the pen, has developed a hard callus on the side.

He was already shy, and now he spends all his time with his head down, burying himself in calculations on draft paper.

Zhou Kai's jawline seems even more defined than when he first arrived.

He spends every day working on those complex mathematical models, trying to use algebraic equations to calculate every corner of the physical world clearly.

In this closed, extremely monotonous environment.

Time has become a purely physical quantity.

Only the passing of time in machinery.

Day .

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

First Physics Laboratory.

The sky outside was overcast, with several thick cumulonimbus clouds pressing down on the roof of the affiliated high school's teaching building.

It was so hot and humid that there wasn't a breath of wind.

The air conditioner in the laboratory was humming and vibrating.

Professor Wang did not give each of them a separate black box or motherboard as usual.

On the podium.

There was a small mountain of loose parts piled up.

A rusty brass gear set, a photoresistor, a thermistor, a bunch of messy wires, several different models of DC motors, a small piece of scrapped relay, and a blank large perforated board.

"No mine clearance today."

Professor Wang leaned against the lectern, holding the chipped enamel mug in his hand.

"The national finals are divided into individual and team competitions."

He pointed to the pile of parts on the table.

"You have three hours."

"Six people together."

"Use these things to build me a mechanical alarm device with both light and temperature control triggers."

Professor Wang took a sip of water, his tone indifferent.

"The requirements are very simple."

"When the light dims or the temperature rises to a critical point, the motor must turn, driving the gears to strike the brass bell next to it."

"Let's begin."

After Professor Wang finished speaking, he pulled over a chair and sat down in the far corner.

I opened an old academic journal and stopped reading them.

Six people stood around the podium.

Looking at that pile of messy parts.

This was their first time facing a large-scale practical task that required them to work together.

Chen Zhuo stood in the middle.

As the team leader, he naturally took over the overall coordination work.

He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His gaze swept over the pile of parts and the five people in front of him.

Chen Zhuo's thinking was very clear.

Over the past two days, he has gained a general understanding of everyone's strengths, and he needs to place these top-notch components in the most suitable positions.

"Division of labor."

Chen Zhuo's voice was not loud but steady, conveying a convincing sense of logic.

"Zhou Kai, you are responsible for designing the logic gates of the main circuit. Draw the OR logic relationship between the photosensitive and thermal sensors using the simplest possible circuit."

Zhou Kai nodded and pulled out a draft paper and a pen from his bag.

"Miao Shi'an, you are responsible for adjusting the trigger thresholds of the photosensitive and thermal sensitive elements to ensure there are no false alarms."

"it is good."

Miao Shi'an adjusted his glasses, picked up a multimeter, and began to select components.

"Wang, you're the most handyman. The gear transmission and mechanical striking parts are yours. Make sure the lever rings the bell when the motor is running."

Wang, who spoke little, gave an OK sign, picked up a file, and began working on the rusty gears.

"He Gui, you're in charge of cable management and basic soldering, making sure there are no cold solder joints or short circuits."

He Gui silently picked up the soldering iron and plugged it in.

Chen Zhuo finally turned his head and looked at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi casually picked up a photoresistor from the table and tossed it around in his hand.

"Captain, what am I doing?"

"You are responsible for the final review of the drawings."

Chen Zhuo said calmly.

"Before they start assembling, take a look at the topology to see if there are any common-sense errors."

"OK."

Lin Yi casually responded, pulled up a chair, sat down, rested his chin on his hand, and began to watch them busy themselves.

Chen Zhuo himself picked up a pen and paper.

He was responsible for calculating the total power redundancy of the entire system, as well as the current distribution between the modules.

Clear division of labor.

It sounds flawless.

Everyone is a top expert in their own field. As long as you do your part to the best of your ability, you can create a perfect machine when you put everything together.

Various busy sounds filled the laboratory.

Zhou Kai quickly drew logic gate circuits on the draft paper.

He pursued perfection. To ensure the absolute purity of the signal, he added complex filter capacitors and Zener diodes to the drawings and calculated the potential of each node.

Miao Shi'an held a multimeter and a lighter.

He patiently tested the resistance change curves of the thermistor at different temperatures.

He adjusted the sensor's sensitivity to an extremely high level of precision, so that even if a lighter got a little too close, the pointer would immediately deflect.

Wang, who spoke little, held a file.

He was intently polishing the rusty brass gear.

He blew away the iron filings from the gears, trying to make the meshing smoother, and even made an ingenious double mechanical lever out of scrap wire to ensure the striking force was perfect.

He Gui quietly worked on the insulation of the wires, stripping the wire ends neatly.

Chen Zhuo sat to one side.

The pen tip scratched across the paper.

He calculated the total current and the internal resistance of the motor; all the data seemed reasonable.

Lin Yi sat in the chair.

He glanced at the circuit diagram Zhou Kai handed him.

"No short circuit, no reverse connection."

She pushed the blueprints to He Gui.

"Let's weld."

Three hours.

Everyone completed their assigned module perfectly.

"Assemble".