Without a doubt, operating the Phantom Knight 0001 is extremely challenging. But once one manages to do it, it makes controlling other models a piece of cake. This preference of the Phantom Knight 0001 is partly due to this reason and partly due to Feng Yi's personal liking.

Leaving the room, his next destination was Dr. Rhine's technology experimental museum. Feng Yi didn't arouse any suspicion when he pulled out his counterfeit identity proof. Despite supposedly being a volunteer, he frequently loitered near the laboratory and the finished product area. After entering and exiting countless times in the afternoon, the high-tech product area of Dr. Rhine seemed like Feng Yi's backyard.

He now had a pretty clear knowledge of the terrain and took advantage of his agile figure to move in between the halls during 360-degree surveillance. His sneaky behavior went unnoticed by the staff. One must say, it takes guts for him to do this; being discovered could result in a court martial.

A set of counterfeit combat suit caught Feng Yi's attention, which he scrutinized multiple times. He used Eggy to analyze the internal structure, particularly the pair of combat gloves which seemed to possess some magical power. Remarkably, these gloves could attract most objects at will, based on the wearer's consciousness. It was simply amazing.

Next was super-metal material, this miracle substance which combines hardness and toughness, aroused Feng Yi's curiosity. He had Eggy gather information regarding super-metals. Under the microscope, it was impossible to get a clear view. The only visible fact was that it was a triangular-net-shaped substance composed of two-dimensional tracks.

Eggy identified it as C3 carbon atomic material. A 1.7 cm thick layer of this metal is composed of approximately 100,000,000 layers of C3 materials. Thermodynamically speaking, it can't achieve a stable appearance because temperature deviations can cause changes in its two-dimensional structure. Thus, it must be attached to a host to be utilized.

Feng Yi shook his head, wondering what effects would super-metal have on a mecha if it was mounted. An impracticable idea popped into his mind.

When he raised this issue, Eggy quickly dismissed it as impossible. Any armor exposed to heat conduction would physically react internally - an inescapable process. Perhaps the reaction can be minimized, but a liquid metal mixture is the best container for super-metals. Unfortunately, that rare material from Jupiter, in our solar system, is no longer available on the market.

It's not that it can't be mined, rather it's because the cost is enormous. Many gaseous planets exist outside our solar system. However, Jupiter is the only conveniently located planet for mining in the nearby star field. The temperature inside Jupiter is about twice as hot as the sun's surface, roughly 10,000 degrees, and contains high levels of methane gas. Even before reaching the middle layer, one would be subjected to enormous pressure. For example, hydrogen found in the middle layer is dissociated into liquid metal. To proceed further down in such an environment for mining involves certain unpredictable factors, such as lightning. In this era of a 1.3 level civilization, mankind is not yet capable of roaming the entire cosmos. Accumulating the necessary manpower and resources to accomplish such an undertaking would probably cost as much as building half of a space fortress.

Creak... The room door was pushed open by someone. Feng Yi quickly grabbed the cleaning tools and left the room. There were still many things he hadn't had a chance to examine, like invisible eyeglasses, pinhole guns, death rays... How unfortunate...

Even though these items are insignificant on the battlefield, Feng Yi has a unique curiosity about peculiar substances. Influenced by his upbringing, he is always open to new ideas and innovations. His habit of tinkering with things started in childhood. The fine crafts that he gifted to Sheng Qiangwei were his childhood masterpieces. As he grew older, this old habit had not changed in the slightest. Otherwise, he wouldn't be hanging around in a machine repair shop toying with discarded parts, even at the cost of losing one Federal Coin.

During the days of his hidden presence in Dr. Rhine's technology experiment museum, Feng Yi collected a lot of information. He had a pretty good grasp of the environment. In keeping with the old saying that one who often walks by the river cannot avoid getting wet, he almost fell into the trap twice. However, thanks to his disappearing stealth, a skill he relied on for survival, he barely escaped uncaught. At that critical moment, he had no choice but to reveal his face to the surveillance cameras. Thankfully, the surveillance personnel were not in the habit of reviewing the footage.

At the same time, he was always watching the training dynamics of the trainees through the feedback from the ray watch light screen. There was no need to worry.

Until one day, Dr. Rhine was accompanied by several high-ranking military officers. Feng Yi then discovered that all the most advanced products were stored behind a safety door several centimeters thick. To access the inside, one had to pass the pupil recognition certification. It turns out he had been preoccupied for the past few days for nothing. Disappointed, he decided to put this matter aside and consider it carefully later.

Before school break every weekend, the instructor would perform a roll-call. Feng Yi's habitual tardiness was something everyone was accustomed to. He was late by a full three minutes. With the evening wind blowing, his emotionless profile appeared quietly in front of the neat queue, like a gentle breeze.

"Roll call."

"1, 2, 3, 11, 12, 13...full quorum."

"You all have passed my test of ability and will. Rest well during your two-day break. Next week, there will be diverse assignments for you. It will be a rough road, and I have high expectations for all of you. The training process may carry a risk of casualties. If anyone wants to quit prior to the special training, now is the time to do so. I don't want to see any soldier throwing in the towel halfway."

There have been several deaths in the military academy over the years. Feng Yi's calm voice was a chilling warning. In order to enhance each soldier's military literacy, physical fitness and willpower had only been a warmup. The real test was yet to come. Feng Yi, who had grown up on the Colonial Planet 103, knew the difficulty of this part too well. To have an extra chance of survival on the battlefield, the only choice was to endure the devil-style training and strengthen oneself to earn the right to carry the stick.

For today, he put aside his personal hobby of conducting his own experiments in the technological experimental museum, ready to dedicate himself to the upcoming special training sessions.

"There's no rush for you to answer me now. You can give your answers when we regroup on Monday next week. Dismissed."

The high-spirited crowd suddenly fell silent. Although it was possible to experience minor casualties during training, the probability was extremely low. Feng Yi's words left the team in a momentary silence after dismissal.

Having finished his speech, he turned and left. What were the discussions among the students after dismissal? He didn't know and didn't want to know. He respected everyone's choices. Passing through the barracks, Feng Yi knocked on the doors of the martial arts club...

Over the past two weeks, more than 20 members have joined the martial arts club, eager to get to know this elusive super warrior.

Sheng Qiangwei understood the hard work that Feng Yi put into his job, so she didn't inquire much about his late arrivals. However, Feng Yi's next words brought an abrupt silence to the room: "Qiangwei, I'm thinking of quitting the club."

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