14: Another use of ability: Creation

"The algorithm is too rudimentary. It's fine for ordinary, single-line tasks, but for independent, complex actions like this, it needs further optimization..."

"And there's the issue with the mechanical structure. These types of mechs were originally designed with human operation in mind. When acting independently, their transmission and power systems aren't enough to support the fluid attacks of an elite soldier..."

"The decision-making system also has flaws..."

"And the energy problem. The old-style small nuclear reactors have severely insufficient battery life when balancing attack, movement, and defense functions..."

"It really is just one problem after another..."

Zhang Huaiyuan rubbed his brows in frustration.

With his current store of knowledge, solving these problems was simply impossible.

More importantly, there was no reference material; he didn't even know where to start learning.

"If only there were an expert who could point me in the right direction."

Zhang Huaiyuan sighed.

Within the "Dark Annihilation" mercenary group, the highest-level person on the surface was the master they called "Yake," but he was just a senior-level Star Mechanic. Whether his actual ability was stronger than Zhang Huaiyuan's current level was questionable, let alone providing help.

The Imperial Research Institute should have the corresponding experts; after all, the "Smart Brain" of the Star Dome could manage the daily affairs of the entire empire in an orderly fashion. But he had no way to contact them right now.

"It seems there is only one way."

Zhang Huaiyuan pondered for a long time, finally thinking of a feasible plan.

"My extraordinary ability is datafication. Since it can display the progress of my job level as data and mark the knowledge required for advancement, it should also be able to display the research progress of a discipline as data."

"Based on the knowledge I have currently mastered, I will construct a theory with the ultimate goal of being able to create an intelligent lifeform that can independently complete complex tasks, possesses the ability to think and grow, and, like a human, can understand emotions to a certain degree."

"I will name it Creatology."

A sharp glint flashed in Zhang Huaiyuan's eyes as he focused his mind inward.

The familiar panel appeared.

He skipped over the previous content and moved his gaze to the new line of data at the very bottom.

Creatology: Current research progress 0.113% (Recommended literature: 'Linear Algebra', 'Detailed Explanation of Advanced Programming Languages', etc. 827 items of knowledge)...

"It really works."

A trace of joy appeared in Zhang Huaiyuan's eyes.

"It seems different from job advancement; the literature marked afterwards is a recommendation, not an advancement requirement. It seems that with my current extraordinary level, I am not yet capable of fully deducing this knowledge..."

"However... fortunately, this is not a game; it doesn't need to reach 100% to be used. As the progress increases, even if I can't build a perfect combat robot, it will still be much better than what I have now."

He looked at the displayed recommended literature thoughtfully.

"A large portion of it is mathematical literature. I didn't expect that even after transmigrating, I would still have to study mathematics. It really is true that if you master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, you have nothing to fear wherever you go..."

Zhang Huaiyuan felt a slight sense of emotion in his heart as he walked to the information download terminal, searched for the necessary materials from the "Dark Annihilation" database, and began a new round of study.

A qualified Researcher should not waste every minute.

【Current research progress: 0.115%.】

【Current research progress: 0.116%.】

【...】

The days immersed in knowledge passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, thirty days had flown by.

"Researcher Zhang Huaiyuan, please immediately rush to the No. 5 launch area on the first floor of the base to assemble."

"Repeat, please immediately..."

The continuous prompts on the communicator interrupted Zhang Huaiyuan, who was in the middle of studying.

"Is it time for the mission... What a pity, I could have advanced in a few more days."

He stood up and took a look at the data panel.

extraordinary level: D (8788/10000).

Job level: Proficient (19221/10000, still need to master 3 items of knowledge including 'Research on Mech Transmission'.)

Creatology: Current research progress 1.732%.

These days, besides completing the modification requests submitted by the First Brigade soldiers, he had used all his time to study knowledge related to 'Creatology'. He had already finished over 300 of the 827 recommended items, and along with that, his extraordinary level and job level had risen rapidly.

"I wonder how these guys will perform in actual combat."

Zhang Huaiyuan opened his suitcase, and after a command, dozens of combat robots modified from mechs on both sides lined up and walked into it.

This was originally an inheritance left by his cheap teacher, containing some crude weapon processing equipment, which was naturally useless to him now, so he had made some simple modifications to use it as a small space storage device.

And these mechs were the products modified after Creatology had been perfected to 1.5%. They were much more refined than last time, at least capable of independently completing weakened tasks.

After packing everything up, Zhang Huaiyuan headed straight for the No. 5 launch area.

At this time, all members of the First Brigade had arrived and were waiting for the performance inspection before the starship set sail.

When they saw Zhang Huaiyuan walking over from afar, they immediately greeted him with smiles.

"Hey, little brother, you're here. Don't worry, just treat this mission as a vacation. I guarantee those monsters won't live for more than three seconds."

Reis said boldly, carrying a large-caliber pulse gun.

"That's right, there might even be unexpected gains."

Another squad leader leaned in mysteriously and said: "Once during a mission, we encountered a mutated giant crab that was as big as a five-story building. After the captain killed it, we even brought back the crab legs. The taste, tsk tsk...!"

These members of the First Brigade seemed to know that this was Zhang Huaiyuan's first time going on a mission, so they were all exaggerating and acting relaxed to relieve his psychological pressure.

They were very satisfied with this new Star Mechanic brother.

Unlike in the past, where a request could be delayed for ten days or half a month, this little brother's efficiency was ridiculously high. Requests made in the morning were completed before lunch, and they were often even better than expected.

It was like they had struck gold!

"Then I'll thank you all, big brothers, in advance."

Zhang Huaiyuan naturally felt their kindness and nodded with a smile.

In fact, he was far less nervous than when he first heard the news. With dozens of combat robots in hand, although he couldn't compare to these elite soldiers who had either injected genetic agents or possessed combat-type extraordinary abilities, he at least had a certain degree of self-preservation capability.

"It seems everyone is here."

At this moment, a somewhat sharp voice came from behind.

A short-haired woman holding an elongated sniper rifle floated down from the sky. Combined with her form-fitting black combat suit, she looked heroic and spirited.

"Commander..."

"Commander..."

Everyone's expressions immediately became solemn, and they greeted her respectfully.

"Hmm."

The newcomer nodded, shifted her gaze to Zhang Huaiyuan, and her voice softened slightly: "Researcher Zhang, there is no need to be nervous. During this mission, you can stay on the starship the entire time; there won't be too much danger."

"I understand, thank you, Commander."

Zhang Huaiyuan was slightly stunned; he didn't expect the other party to specifically comfort him. He immediately returned the greeting repeatedly.

"Hmm."

An Yu nodded, faced everyone, and her voice returned to its normal state as she ordered:

"Board the ship, let's go."