35: Chapter 35 Exclusive Customization, System No. 1

"It's already successful? It's only been a few minutes? Has it even been half an hour?"

"It isn't just an animation made by the programmer, is it? I keep feeling like this programmer isn't serious."

"I feel the same way. Why do I feel like I'd only be at ease if there were four or five people swarming around the machine? This way, I actually feel a bit empty."

"If anything else pops up later, I'll be able to face it calmly."

"Program installation complete. Collecting target device data, please wait..."

Under everyone's expectant gazes, this sentence appeared on the screen.

"It really succeeded?" President Cheng revealed a look of surprise, continuing to watch quietly.

"Collecting data? What kind of operation is this?"

"Does the system even care how the Machining Center's data is collected?"

"I've seen countless system installations, but this style is all wrong..."

As everyone was discussing, the text on the screen changed, jumping to a paragraph that kept changing.

"Ahem, not bad, it's me again, Miss Chen! Don't be impatient. Give me a few minutes to study the specific performance of this machine; after all, the data you provided really isn't very accurate. Ahem, let me see... Yo, quite a few problems here. The spindle speed is a bit unstable, but that's not a problem; reset deviation? That's harder to deal with. Platform movement angle is limited—ahem, I can't fix that."

"But don't worry, since this is an exclusive private custom package, it has to be a one-stop service. However, Miss Chen, let me ask timidly, can we pay first and receive service later?"

Chen Xin looked at the only remaining "Yes" option on the screen, gritted her teeth slightly, and didn't move.

Perhaps because it hadn't been clicked for a long time, another line of text popped up on the screen.

"Forget it, forget it. Since Miss Chen is such a great beauty, I'll give you a discount—you can enjoy the service first and pay later! Now, let's start the real main process."

As the words on the screen disappeared, the entire screen suddenly dimmed.

For a long time, there was no display on the screen.

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

"Is that it? What happened to the promised system?"

Everyone looked at each other in dismay.

"The cartoon is over, so this farce should end now, right?" Matsumoto Bieyun stood up, revealing an elegant smile. If he could only hold a fan, he would perfectly fit the image of a hypocrite.

"Miss Chen, you don't need to stare at the screen anymore. It's obvious that this thing was made by some programmer to tease you. You actually believed it? Haha, and a 'private custom system' at that. Really..."

Matsumoto Bieyun smiled slightly and spat out two words: "Ridiculous."

Chen Xin ignored him, frowning as she stared at the screen. Just as she couldn't help but press a physical button below the screen, it suddenly lit up.

"Miss Chen, your patience is truly amazing! I admire you! No wonder you can read so many books. Hahaha, this is the last joke. If there's another one, you can chase me into the Software Park and beat me up!"

Matsumoto Bieyun: "..."

Chen Xin's face began to darken.

The people around were speechless, feeling somewhat exhausted. Brother, we are at a critical moment of life and death, focusing on national progress, and you pull this kind of stunt? Is it appropriate? And this programmer of yours... their brain seems to have some serious issues. It's just a system, is all this necessary?

If Miss Chen's patience was truly infinite and she didn't press that button, would you just not continue?

The screen dimmed again. Everyone held their breath, fearing that this mentally challenged programmer would pull another stunt.

Fortunately, the screen lit up again very quickly this time.

"System process loading... Please wait."

The words on the screen made Chen Xin sigh with relief. If anything else weird popped up, she would rather smash this broken machine.

It had been a long... long time since she had such a strong urge to hit someone.

When was the last time she had the urge to beat someone into a pulp? Hmm... it seems it was when Chen Cheng snatched her favorite lollipop when she was three.

Chen Xin took a deep breath and looked at the text displayed on the screen.

"System process complete. Ready."

"Would you like to name the current device?"

Naming it?

Chen Xin spent a few seconds thinking and input a few numbers.

"CX-1380, naming successful."

"I have the feeling of having just bought a new mobile phone. Really, it's exactly the same."

"Who's to say it isn't? Is this even a system? It's all flash and no substance."

"The installation time was quite fast, but I don't know if it's just a showpiece, looking good but useless."

Someone below muttered, but their eyes didn't leave the screen for a second.

"Hello, Miss Chen. You possess the highest authority for this system. Do you agree to let the system run with highest authority enabled?"

Chen Xin didn't understand what 'highest authority' meant, but she clicked confirm anyway—higher is always better than lower.

"System confirmation successful."

"Starting self-check. This will take a few minutes. Please wait patiently."

As the words on the screen disappeared, the Machining Center of the No. 1 test prototype suddenly made a noise. The previously stationary spindle began to rotate rapidly, startling the bewildered crowd, who were then pleasantly surprised.

"It moved... It really moved!"

"This system can actually connect to the output terminal."

"At the very least, this proves that the system isn't just a toy that looks good on the outside, though I don't know how the actual machining precision is."

"You're all right... But I want to ask, what's going on with this No. 1 machine acting like it's having a seizure?"

Matsumoto Bieyun's expression finally changed. He tilted his head to look at Tanaka, who had already stood up, and asked: "Mr. Tanaka, what is this situation now? A farce?"

"I... don't understand, Mr. Bieyun." Tanaka looked carefully at the situation of the No. 1 machine: "This situation... is similar to... computer equipment... self-check, but... the details... are different."

"Mr. Tanaka, just tell me, does this count as a success or a failure?"

"I... don't know, Mr. Bieyun." Tanaka sat back down and responded in broken Chinese: "The system... is very complex... but the self-check program... is not complex."

"Are you saying?"

"I... didn't say anything, Mr. Bieyun." Tanaka said blandly: "Technology... is precise."

Just while everyone was talking, the self-check results were already displayed on the screen.

"Tool defect detected, please replace."

Chen Xin called over a technician and had them remove a tool from another platform and add it to the tool compartment.

This was a detection function that most systems came with, so the people around Chen Xin were not surprised. In fact, the fact that this seemingly very crude system could be installed successfully was already surprising enough.

"Reset precision issue detected. The system will begin repairs on its own and automatically define pulse precision..."

The spindle of the No. 1 test machine began to rotate again. This time it wasn't a very rapid rotation, but rather like it was stuttering, rotating occasionally.

Not just the spindle, the other four axes also began to stutter simultaneously.

"This machine... the sound isn't right? Is it broken?"

Those further away didn't understand and were somewhat puzzled.

It hadn't even started being used, and the machine was already broken? That's too poor, isn't it? With this kind of quality, how can it guarantee high-intensity workloads?

"It's not broken..." President Cheng stared at the status of the No. 1 machine, his voice trembling slightly: "This is... this is... the sound of a Tool Presetter calibration!"

"Determining the minimum stroke pulse by pulse, this is..."

"Are you saying? This machine... is calibrating itself?"

"How is this possible?"

The people around President Cheng erupted into an uproar.

"You didn't misunderstand, did you? Without a high-precision Tool Presetter, how can the machine determine the minimum stroke precision and precise reset by itself?"

"This... I don't know." President Cheng shook his head, but his eyes remained fixed on the No. 1 machine, not moving an inch. He was worried that if he turned his head, he would miss the most important details.

"Brother..." Yang Ming, who was beside him, said hesitantly: "Do you think... could it be because of the camera?"

President Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Precision definition complete. Current physical limit precision: 0.008 mm."

"System ready."

There were no partitions like in ordinary systems, and no data displays like in ordinary systems. The entire screen simply gave a single line of text. The bottom right corner gave a current workload: 0/0, the bottom left corner gave a help option, and nothing else.

This left Chen Xin feeling very lost; it was full of the feeling of pirated software.

"This..." A young bystander nearby couldn't help but sigh: "Did the system developer not think about making a UI at all? This level of UI interface is simply unbearable to look at. Could it be they didn't have enough time to draw the graphics?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the bottom left corner: "Miss Chen, click it and try."

Chen Xin reached out and clicked it.

"Tip 1: This system is exclusively customized. Do not look if you are not authorized!"

"Tip 2: If you are Chen Xin, you can choose one of the following two ways to deploy work."

"a. You can place the formed workpiece onto the platform, and the system will build a data model on its own to replicate it precisely;"

"b. You can import an already formed data model or generated tool path file, and the system will process it on its own."

"Tip 3: Tips finished."

Chen Xin looked at these tips, gritting her teeth.

"It seems this programmer has a soft spot for Miss Chen; even the tips are so unique, haha."

"This team must be full of masters; I am not worthy..."

"If it were me writing the copy, I would write it better than him, no bragging, no hating."

"However, this autonomous scanning to build a data model, is it really true? There isn't any system that can do this now, right?"

"This function has very high hardware requirements. I have heard that a Japanese company developed it, but there were no results."

"This second method is also very interesting. Does this mean the system isn't picky about the format of tool path files at all?"

"Actually... I'm more concerned about... if it's not Miss Chen, what does the system do?"

"Compared to that, shouldn't we be more concerned about whether this system is truly fully automatic?..."

As for the unbearable UI, it was ruthlessly ignored by everyone; it really was... unwatchable.

Chen Xin finally chose the second method. She had someone bring a USB drive with the tool path file and plugged it into the USB port.

The screen suddenly changed.

"Data information detected. Quantity found: 1."

"Importing data."

Immediately, the workpiece model and tool path data that needed to be machined were displayed on the screen.

"This image was generated quite well, and it seems there have been some changes," someone nearby said softly.

Chen Xin clicked confirm.

She thought she could be relieved now, but she didn't expect that after the screen changed, another line of text appeared.

"Data error detected. Forced output will cause errors."

"Verifying authority... Verification complete."

"You have high authority. The system will automatically optimize the data model for you, modify the tool path, and after the modification, precision is increased by 43%, speed is increased by 22%, and stability is increased by 100%. Please confirm whether you want to output according to the optimized path?"

Chen Xin looked at the display in front of her, not understanding what this meant for a moment.

She didn't understand, but there were those who did.

President Cheng, who had come to Chen Xin's side without anyone noticing, was now staring with wide eyes, looking blankly at the screen. The others beside him were also holding their breath as they watched.

After a long time, a commotion suddenly erupted.

"What did I see?"

"This system... this system actually..."

"This must be a fake system! What real system can change tool path data on its own! Not even automatic programming is like this!"

"If this is real, wouldn't the system that W Company brags about to the high heavens be trash?"

"Whether it's real or not, whether there is optimization or not, Miss Chen, hurry up and confirm!"

The hall suddenly turned into a vegetable market; the silence from just a moment ago was gone. Several old professors also stood up one after another, stretching their necks to watch.

"Miss Chen." President Cheng felt his voice trembling slightly. He was afraid that his expectations would fall through, but with this kind of thing, no matter how good it sounded, you would never know the result without trying it.

"Click it."

"Click it... Miss Chen."

"Hurry up and confirm!"

The voices were noisy, and Chen Xin pressed the confirm button somewhat nervously.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

The familiar sound of electricity rang out. Under everyone's gaze, the five-axis system of the Machining Center paused slightly, then the spindle began to rotate, the platform began to tilt, and everything seemed to return to a familiar track.

And on the screen, it was no longer a single text display, but a huge 3D model image. Data was constantly being annotated at various positions on the 3D model, and in its top left corner was a column of operation menus.

The image was so exquisite and the functions so rich that those who had complained about the system UI all shut their mouths.

"This is... a real-time progress map!" The eyes of the person beside President Cheng lit up.

"And here... we can see the operating status of every axis, we can adjust every parameter in real-time, and we can even... add engraved patterns?"

"Here too, it shows the comparison value. Let me see, it's actually real-time repair and correction. Look, the comparison value is constantly changing."

"This shows that the system is constantly adjusting the five axes. It's not outputting uniformly, but outputting dynamically based on the real-time feedback from the five axes."

"This requires very high computing power from the system."

"And this one." Someone else seemed to have seen something: "Precision interpolation function, the parameters are actually this high. Doesn't this mean that the system has defined interpolation down to every single pulse signal?"

The precision interpolation function was the flagship feature of Japanese systems, achieved through real-time compensation by the system, which could greatly improve surface machining precision. This was also one of the areas that domestic systems had always been chasing, but the results had always been very unsatisfactory.

If this system possessed a precision interpolation function even finer than that of Japanese systems...

For a moment, the eyes of the crowd gathered around the No. 1 machine seemed to be sparkling. These were all functions that everyone had always dreamed of existing in domestic systems. With these functions, they would be willing to pay a little more; as long as domestic products got on the right track, the price would always go down. Unfortunately, even this requirement had never been met by anyone.

This time... could it be hope?