Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 469 - 244 Soglier Key Method

"You see, the 13 key positions can be reduced to 12 after replacing a few key parts, where one of the critical points involves using the elbow! Once the joints of those key parts are replaced with the script from the Autopu Clan, it becomes a different script altogether."

"No wonder nobody knew about it until now, because firstly, the Autopu Clan’s language is extremely niche, and secondly, even if there were people who understood it, it would be impossible for them to belong to the Mecha Department. Lastly, even if someone were from the Mecha Department, they likely wouldn’t realize that Soglier was encrypting information in such an order!"

Black was full of praise for the ace Mechanical Master who had died.

"Why would he do that?" Mu Fan expressed his own doubts.

"Perhaps he wanted to inspire the growth of the Autopu people who came after him—after all, he was a hero of the Autopu Clan. If future members of his race came into this field and found his notes, it might very well be possible to replicate Soglier’s success," Black analyzed methodically.

Mu Fan scratched his chin and said, "And now it’s been cracked by you. How is it that this unbelievable thing has become even more bizarre?"

"Ahahaha, who made you possess a unique Intelligent Life in the universe! Your brilliant master stands at the pinnacle of the universe when it comes to deciphering such encryption!"

Black’s bragging was almost out of control.

Mu Fan automatically filtered out the boasting parts of Black’s speech, and the gist of the story slowly formed in his mind.

It seemed no one had realized Soglier’s cleverness.

"So, this means he truly left these notes for his people and then coolly accepted human accolades?" Mu Fan was genuinely puzzled. Struggling for the Federation on one hand, and leaving such thoughts on the other, Soglier’s actions were truly perplexing.

"Your master thought so too. But just as you turned to the last page, that guy had listed a group of numbers; those letters and numbers when swapped and translated again became the Autopu script! And this time... it was the ten-finger version of the Key Order!"

"The real method of operation fitted for human ten fingers!?" Mu Fan was truly astonished.

"Exactly, a complete ten-finger key position method. First, your master will demonstrate it with 148 key positions."

The image on the screen spun and receded.

A simulated key layout of a control panel appeared.

"Watch carefully."

At Black’s command, then the keys, arranged slantingly, quickly danced like waves billowing up. When displayed in the format of a flat diagram, they actually formed an extremely aesthetic visual.

"Two elbows replace two fingers, then the remaining key positions—observe carefully, you can see that each time it’s just beyond a key position neighbouring the one pressed by the thumb. So, as for the substitute for the 13th finger, it involves using the broad pressing surface of the thumb to press simultaneously! And the key in between those in this set of thirteen is deemed an ineffective key."

"A method of control panel operation belonging to humans—Key Order!"

In the hologram, as the right thumb pressed down, a pause appeared, and after happening three or four times, Mu Fan indeed saw it was so.

The thumb pressed horizontally, clearly covering three key positions, but the middle one was an ineffective key.

"This was a real smokescreen! A genius! Good that he died in battle, otherwise who knows what he might have schemed, tsk tsk, such craftiness~~" Black’s emotion clearly shifted.

"Did you record the Key Order?"

"Done. We’ll go back and train, but this thing isn’t much use on a day-to-day basis, it only works with the unique movements patented by Soglier."

"Are you talking about those incredible advanced skills in the Level B authorization zone?"

"Exactly! Time to change spots."

Huff~

What a great haul. Mu Fan pulled Soglier’s notes out, then moved away from the auxiliary reader and folded the scanning frame back up with a gentle push, watching the device return to its place.

Then Mu Fan stepped onto the hoverboard and rose back up to the 13th floor, quietly putting the notebook, which indeed had a triple aspect, back in its original place.

If it weren’t for Mu Fan and Black’s visit, this notebook would probably have been forgotten in the long river of history, until one day in the future, another outstanding member of the Autopu Clan appeared.

Looking at the old black leather-bound notebook, Mu Fan felt an endless sense of emotion. He muttered to himself, and also spoke to Black, "I think I know why he put the human operation model on the last page."

This time, it was Black’s turn to be surprised, "Why?"

As his figure slowly descended, Mu Fan whispered, "Perhaps in his heart, he believed that if a human patiently read to the end and deciphered his notes based on an understanding of the Autopu Clan’s culture, then from all perspectives, apart from their physical form still being human, this decipherer would perfectly meet the conditions to inherit the Autopu Clan’s legacy."

The floating skateboard retracted into the ground, and Mu Fan, fingers tracing over the wood-grain bookshelf, was filled with emotion, "Perhaps he also hoped that someone who truly understood their culture would inherit it, he just didn’t want it to be buried."

Incredible Soglier conjecture, I hope you bring me a truly incredible shock.

Mu Fan turned around to leave.

At this moment, two different rhythms of footsteps approached from afar.

Seems like they are heading this way?

At this time, Mu Fan had not encountered any students active on the sixth floor with C-level permissions.

He’d wait for them to pass by then.

So, Mu Fan stood still, listening to the unhurried steps of these two people.

The footsteps in front were light, soft, and rhythmic, feeling more like those of a female. In contrast, the footsteps behind were sometimes heavy, sometimes light, but with a much stronger sense of rhythm, perhaps reflecting the person’s mood.

But listening this way, the latter’s physical ability should be much stronger than the former’s.

"Where exactly is Master Alvis’s data, President Wan’er?"

Young Master Rong playfully watched the attractive figure in front, a flash of possessiveness crossing his eyes.

"Turn right up ahead. We are not familiar with each other, please mind your behavior, Young Master Rong," Youshi Wang initially responded to Rong Cheng’s inquiry then gracefully turned slightly to the side.

"Haha, very well said."

Of course, Rong Cheng naturally filtered these words out of his ears. Youshi Wang’s good nature was indeed commendable; if it weren’t for her brother standing there imposingly, who knows how many would have taken liberties with her by now.

"We’re here." Youshi Wang suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Yawn~" At that moment, Mu Fan stretched a long lazy stretch.

Obviously, the sudden movements of Mu Fan, who had been silent all this time, made the two who had just turned this way freeze momentarily.

"Kid, are you trying to scare people to death! Eh, a freshman? Quite eager to learn, aren’t you? Which department’s kid?" The words "kid" were thrown out without hiding any sense of superiority of being a senior, although he was only a year senior.

However, Mu Fan paid no heed to the clamoring Rong Cheng, instead, his gaze was fixed on the beautifully curved figure of Youshi Wang.

Her warm eyes, very characteristic, immediately exclaimed in surprise,

"Er... Vice President, what a coincidence, good morning!"

Youshi Wang obviously felt surprised seeing Mu Fan but hearing his greeting, her bright eyes sparkled with a natural smile, "Good morning, it really is a coincidence."

Having a buzzing fly by your side but seeing a newcomer from your own club can still be quite pleasing.

When the goddess known as Daffodil smiled, one truly understood what a graceful smile meant.

However, standing beside Youshi Wang, Young Master Rong’s expression darkened.