After the frail beauty went to the countryside, she went crazy with scientific research.

Chapter 102, Episode 0106: You shameless bastard!
After dinner, Leng Xingran tidied up the kitchen and then sped off to the hospital. His second brother was still there, and he had to go and take care of him.

Lin Yuexi then called Xu Shan over and handed him the silver combination lock case, saying, "I will personally hand it over to Elder Lin Peizhi of the Research Institute."

Xu Shan nodded solemnly, picked up his suitcase, and turned to leave.

Lin Yuexi: "..."

It doesn't have to be this way.

What kind of place is this? A military region. You're carrying a suitcase that clearly has the word 'secret' on it. Who wouldn't notice you?
The higher-ups know everything she's doing, so she should just be casual and avoid getting herself arrested.

Lin Yuexi's brief worry did not come true. Although Xu Shan attracted everyone's attention like a light bulb, he entered the research institute without any hindrance and met Old Lin, who had taken a break from his busy schedule to wait for him in the office.

Old Lin is over sixty years old, with white hair, white eyebrows, and a face full of wrinkles, but his spirit is still as strong as ever, and his mobility is still excellent.

Upon seeing Xu Shan enter, her gaze instantly fixed on the box in his hand.

He rushed out in two strides, and before Xu Shan could even utter a sound, the box had already been snatched away.

"It was Kobayashi who asked you to send this, right? As expected of a young hero, you designed it so quickly; just give it to me, I can carry it myself."

Dean Wei, who was also waiting in the office, rolled his eyes at him, but followed after him with great emotion.

A moment later, the two white-haired old men stood face to face in front of the already opened combination lock box.

"This is quite different from any car we know. Look at this engine."

"And this, it uses an alloy, which is safer, but we can't make it for at least a short time. We can't even verify the Analects."

The two old people looked at each other, and both saw bitterness in each other's eyes.

This is their biggest pain point right now: the country has produced a super talent whose technological ideas far surpass the current state of development. She can design many advanced things, but... she can't build them.

Take this alloy for example. If it were successfully developed, it could not only be used in car manufacturing, but also play a vital role in many other areas, especially in military applications!
Although Comrade Xiaolin's design has not yet been verified, isn't that how science and technology work? We must prove its feasibility step by step through continuous exploration. How can science and technology progress if we rely on past experience and knowledge to stagnate?
Besides, although Comrade Kobayashi doesn't design many things, every single one of them is absolutely amazing and ultimately successful!

Take the fighter jets from a while ago, for example. Others might not know, but those of their caliber wouldn't need to ask around; someone with a keen eye would hear about it and it would soon be entering test flights.

Dean Wei lunged forward and pressed his entire upper body against the briefcase. "Stop searching. The engine materials are yours, but I'm taking the rest."

Old Lin, who was excitedly flipping through the pages, was so shocked by Dean Wei's behavior that his hand froze in mid-air. After a moment, when he realized what he meant, he was so angry that he almost knocked himself out on the spot.

The hand that had been frozen in mid-air slapped Dean Wei on the back. "Have you no shame? Comrade Lin designed this new car at my request. It was at my request, I, I requested it. How dare you, you shameless bastard, try to steal it?"

Dean Wei turned his head and looked up at him. "You should be able to see the importance of these documents. Let's not talk about coatings for now, they're too advanced, we can't make them in a short time. But there's still hope for alloys. Once successful, the toughness of our entire army's weapons will be a qualitative leap."

I can't say I'm not afraid of the engine exploding again, but at least it will be reduced by a lot. Old Lin paused, his hand that was about to pat him again, and after a moment of silence, he slowly lowered his hand and said irritably, "Then you should at least give me the engine data."

He specializes in engines, and this time, his team managed to get a new tank from the E side. Unfortunately, the tank's engine was damaged, so the higher-ups disassembled it and handed it over to him.

First, we need to see if there's any hope of repairing it; second, we need to research the technology.

What's even more unfortunate is that it was damaged too thoroughly. The most important and technically critical part of the engine was pierced with a huge hole, and many areas around the hole were also burned due to the high temperature.

Forget about repairing it; the technical staff didn't even have a chance to understand it.

But no one was willing to give up. Nearly a company of men had sacrificed themselves to bring this tank back. If they just gave up like that, would they be doing justice to those nearly one hundred soldiers?
So Mr. Lin's entire team disassembled the engine bit by bit, studying it day and night.

But sometimes things in this world are just like that. It's not that if you try your best, put in all your effort, or work yourself to the bone, the result will be as you wish.

Nearly half a year has passed, and there is still almost no progress.

Just then, an old classmate of Lin Lao, namely Zhou Lao, the chief designer of the fighter jet designed by Lin Yuexi, called Lin Lao.

Old Zhou had no idea what Old Lin was doing. Researchers all know the importance of secrecy and wouldn't ask someone what they've been up to lately.

He came to boast to Elder Lin because the third-generation fighter jet he was in charge of was going to enter the test flight phase in early March.

Then, quite naturally, Lin Yuexi was dragged into it.

The overall design of the third-generation fighter jet was not Lin Yuexi. The fighter jet designed by Lin Yuexi herself was also too advanced for the time being, and everyone could only drool over it. The fighter jet data provided by Lin Yuexi has been designated as the highest level of machine-sealed storage, waiting for conditions to be met before it is put into use.

To be honest, the higher-ups still think Lin Yuexi won't live long!

The designer of the third-generation fighter jet was Mr. Zhou, but Mr. Zhou can only be considered the leader who put forward the concept. There was a whole group of researchers who continuously supplemented it, which led to the design of the entire fighter jet.

Lin Yuexi's role was to help them recalculate the entire data and modify some parts that would affect performance, thereby improving the overall performance of the fighter jet.

To put it simply, if we follow the original design by Mr. Zhou and his team, even if we manage to build the fighter jet smoothly with all the data sorted out, its performance will only be comparable to the third-generation fighter jets of the United States, while the United States has already produced sixth-generation fighter jets.

After Lin Yuexi's modifications, their third-generation fighter jets were even superior to M's fifth-generation fighter jets in some aspects.

Although it's still not as good as the sixth generation of M, it's enough to intimidate M.

Hua has a habit that foreigners call a 'flaw': when I show the third generation, I've either already succeeded in the fourth generation or the fifth generation has already appeared!

How could Old Zhou not be happy? This is a great thing that benefits the country and the people. As long as the third-generation test flight is successful, and we go around to the Y country again, let's see if those Y countries still dare to make a fuss, and let's see if those M countries still meddle behind the scenes.
This deserves a good boast!

However, while he was boasting, Old Lin's reaction was to throw down the phone and immediately go to the Red Star Brigade. He wanted to call Comrade Lin to take a look at the engine in his hand, hoping that Comrade Lin might have a solution.
It's truly a desperate measure!
But luckily, he cured her!