Otherworld Bone Dragon Operation Guide

Chapter 205 Cyber ​​Bodhisattva (Bonus Chapter 4)

"What a huge factory area." Miao Xin looked around and unconsciously started calculating the route. "Sister Lingwen, with this work badge and uniform, can I deliver food here?"

"Are you sure you're delivering takeout, and not just grabbing something?" Ling Wen said irritably. "The insurance claims you've been handling lately have reached eight figures!"

"There's nothing I can do, Su Ming is a customer too," Miao Xin said. "If a customer from another world sees something they like and places an order, I have to accept it, right?"

Su Ming couldn't help but laugh.

“There’s something I need to be frank about,” Ling Wen said. “Many of my colleagues, including myself, don’t really believe your dramatic and outlandish stories.”

"Even if I demolished this factory right now in front of you?" Su Ming asked, "you still wouldn't believe me?"

Ling Wen's face stiffened.

"It's not that bad. We still have to trust our enemies," she added. "The fact that the enemy behind the scenes is willing to do something this big means that your value goes beyond that!"

"This is more like it," Su Ming said.

“You really should understand that your existence is truly shocking to our values,” Ling Wen lamented. “You have to allow people like us to retain a sliver of stubbornness in the way we’ve always upheld our education.”

****
On one side of the parking lot was the raw material loading and unloading area, where several trucks and forklifts were operating. Ling Wen walked through the side passage and entered a large factory building. The sounds of various machines working filled the air, and Su Ming suddenly felt as if he had returned to the factory where he used to work.

There was a lot of equipment, some of which Su Ming couldn't recognize and needed to get closer to identify. Various signs hung overhead, indicating grinding areas, welding areas, CNC machining centers, and so on. Along the way, there were various safety warning signs.

After passing through this area, they entered the assembly workshop. It was much more spacious here, with large pieces of equipment scattered throughout the factory buildings, and forklifts and personnel moving back and forth.

Led by Ling Wen, they quickly arrived at a large assembly site. Su Ming looked up and saw a huge, imposing tracked vehicle in the center of the workbench, at least three times the size of the current Youth Civilization locomotive!
It was surrounded by workers, with sparks from cutting and welding flashing everywhere.

"What is this?!" Su Ming stepped forward quickly, surprised.

“More than ten years ago, when a certain crisis was popular, some high-level officials gave orders, and this product came about,” Ling Wen said. “It is designed to use a lot of traditional technologies, does not rely on external power, and has a wide range of fuels, and is specifically designed for post-apocalyptic situations where supplies and logistics are scarce.”

Su Ming looked up for a closer look. The locomotive was still primarily steam-powered, nearly five meters wide and thirty meters long, divided into three sections: front, middle, and rear. The chassis was connected by hinges, and underneath were six independent sets of tracks.

When he saw the three-barreled CS/LM5 rotary machine gun on the roof of the locomotive, his eyes lit up. "I like this!"

Ling Wen found a young man at the scene, patted him on the shoulder, and gestured for him to walk with her to an office in the corner of the factory.

"Sister Wen! You're back. How did the follow-up surgery go?" the young man asked.

"It didn't work out. I'll try again tomorrow," Ling Wen replied.

****
Upon arriving at the office area, Ling Wen swiped her card to open the door, and the group went inside. Once the door closed, all the mechanical noise immediately ceased.

The young man took off his helmet and saw Miao Xin following him. "Hey beautiful, are you new here?"

“Miss Qiu,” Ling Wen replied, then turned to Miao Xin, “this is Xiao Cheng.”

Miao Xin greeted Xiao Cheng, "Why are you calling me Miss Qiu?" She immediately expressed her dissatisfaction, "I still prefer the surname Jiang that I used before."

“Okay, Miss Qiu,” Ling Wen said.

The young man called Xiao Cheng didn't react at first, but when he realized who Ling Wen had brought, his eyes widened immediately, "She is—"

He immediately stepped forward, rubbing his hands together. "Um, Miss Qiu, could you take a look at my skeleton?"

Miao Xin took a step back. "Can I beat up this thug?"

Ling Wen reached out and slapped Xiao Cheng on the head, "Don't do anything extra!"

The three of them sat on the sofa in the room, and Xiao Cheng spread out a portable computer on the coffee table.

Ling Wen gestured for Xiao Cheng to explain the situation. He turned on the projector hanging in the center of the office and used the computer to project a drawing onto the screen hanging on the wall.

The blueprints were of the locomotive they had just seen. Upon closer inspection, Su Ming discovered a high-powered generator on the locomotive's structure, producing electricity.

"Electric drive?"

"Hmm." Xiao Cheng nodded. "The steam direct-drive configuration you're using now can't generate enough power."

Steam cylinders directly drive the locomotive, resulting in very low efficiency. Even with many modern technological upgrades, the Youth Civilization train's current thermal efficiency is only around 12%-13%, which is a significant drawback.

"The doomsday train's power system uses steam to generate electricity, which then drives the drive wheel to power the tracks," Xiao Cheng said. "Two sets of power cars are configured in the middle of the train, and the power is transmitted through cables, which can distribute the driving and steering torque. I won't explain the principle in detail, but after the entire system is reorganized, the thermal efficiency is increased to 25%, and the stability and maneuverability will also be greatly improved."

It generates electricity and then uses an electric motor to drive the engine, which sounds somewhat like the principle of extended-range electric vehicles. However, this technology has actually been used in railway systems for over a century. It's now so mature that it's practically obsolete, and it's a common solution for diesel-powered railway locomotives.

Su Ming hasn't unlocked the internal combustion engine yet, but the principle is the same: driving a generator with a steam engine at its optimal power speed. Large steam systems in power plants can even achieve power generation efficiencies of 40% or 60%.

Su Ming glanced at the data on the projection screen: the new locomotive's maximum power had increased sixfold, and its maximum traction torque—Su Ming couldn't bear to look at that. The traction torque of an electric motor would surpass even the most advanced internal combustion engine.

If this equipment is installed, the Youth Civilization Team will no longer need to worry about climbing slopes.

"Then why is there an old-fashioned boiler attached?" Su Ming pointed to a corner of the doomsday vehicle in confusion. Judging from the blueprints, it was the configuration of the primitive steam equipment used today, only much smaller in size.

“You don’t have external power on your end,” Xiao Cheng explained. “From a reliability standpoint, the auxiliary boiler still uses the most basic design to provide power backup for the entire vehicle system.”

The main boiler of the doomsday vehicle uses a D-shaped double-longitudinal drum, equipped with a blower, circulating water pump, and other equipment, and must rely on electricity to operate. The original configuration of the auxiliary boiler, on the other hand, only required fuel to be thrown in and it would produce steam, which would then drive the generator.

Su Ming understood the purpose of this design; otherwise, even if the equipment was advanced, it would be impossible to restart once it stopped.

Batteries experience a sharp decline in performance at low temperatures, resulting in extremely short operating times and a higher risk of accidents. Especially considering their mission on the ice plains was a prison break, not a peaceful vacation, they needed a reliable "electric spark" that could be ignited under any circumstances.

This highly robust system is very suitable!
“When the power supply is plentiful, this small boiler can also be used to preheat the water in the main boiler or for locomotive heating,” Xiao Cheng continued. “In short, it won’t waste energy. The structure of the Doomsday Train was carefully designed by many experts. We are currently replacing the materials that are lacking, and we expect to complete it tomorrow.” “Excellent!” Su Ming was thrilled. This was the first time he had received such substantial support since he transmigrated so long ago. He calmed himself down and asked, “Why did you think of doing this?”

“Kong Ruifeng messed up last time,” Ling Wen said. “Considering that you need to make extensive maneuvers in the original terrain, we left this opportunity unresolved.”

"Idle person?"

“From today’s perspective, the design concept of the doomsday train is outdated and the technology is not up-to-date,” Xiao Cheng explained. “This thing was arranged to be made in this factory and stored on-site back then, but it is now on the list of things to be demolished. It’s perfect to throw it here for recycling while Sister Wen is recovering from her injuries.”

Ling Wen immediately struck him with a palm.

"I was talking about recycling this train," Xiao Cheng said, feeling wronged.

"The 50-megawatt system order you placed is being rushed to completion by a marine power equipment factory," Ling Wen said. "Don't worry, we won't make the same mistake as last time."

"Thanks."

****
Su Ming carefully examined the blueprints for the doomsday motorcycle and found that many parts still needed modification. For example, the insulation needed to be removed, the supporting structure needed to be adjusted, and many places needed to add slots for magic crystals. Most importantly, although the main body had been replaced with carbon steel, some materials still needed to be adjusted to fit the materials Su Ming was currently carrying.

Su Ming took control of the little troublemaker and ripped off the cumbersome silicone gloves. He stretched his pale white bone claws and began modifying the blueprints on the computer.

Xiao Cheng looked at the little prickly boy's finger joints and swallowed.

"What exactly is the driving principle behind this?" he couldn't contain himself any longer and asked.

"You're asking me? Who should I ask?" Su Ming said. "If you can convince Miao Xin, it's not impossible for me to give you a check-up."

"No way!" Miao Xin refused outright. "Once Su Ming finishes the interdimensional portal, he'll bring you a bunch of local specialties for you to study to your heart's content!"

“I have plenty of things more interesting than skeletons,” Su Ming said. “Are you sure you want to—”

With a slam, Ling Wen pressed Xiao Cheng's head onto the table. She warned sternly, "Don't do anything unnecessary! Have you forgotten how she got her code name, Miss Qiu!"

Xiao Cheng immediately broke out in a cold sweat and quickly apologized to Miao Xin. All the buildings in the Vietnamese industrial park affected by the corrosive energy wave were identified as dangerous and abandoned. In terms of scope, even a 10,000-ton nuclear bomb wouldn't have such direct destructive power.

In particular, Miao Xin didn't really explode!
"Ignore him, he's just a bookworm who's made a fool of himself." Ling Wen turned to Su Ming, "Just beat him up if you want."

"Yes, I will." Su Ming nodded. "By the way, as the client, it's not unreasonable for me to make some minor adjustments as the project nears completion, is it?"

Xiao Cheng looked up and saw that although Su Ming was being polite, he had already made quite a few changes in such a short time. The appearance on the drawings had completely changed. Xiao Cheng swallowed hard. "Please, go ahead..."

****
Su Ming sped up, often simply drawing diagrams and functional descriptions before handing them over to the two people to arrange for the factory's technical engineers to refine and implement them. He wasn't a designer to begin with; he figured the more detailed tasks could be left to the professionals.

Su Ming mainly focused on simplification and made adaptive adjustments for the upcoming magic system. After modifying several of the more impactful systems, it was lunchtime at the factory.

Ling Wen went to the cafeteria to get her food, and then ate in the office with Xiao Cheng. Su Ming continued typing on the keyboard, the clattering sound making it difficult for either of them to eat in peace.

"Eat quickly," Su Ming urged. "There's still a lot to change."

"We need to have time to eat!" Ling Wen said angrily, then she thought of another problem, "Su Ming, doesn't the little troublemaker need to eat? Don't you need to eat either?"

"Huh?" Su Ming then remembered that he also needed to eat, so he disconnected the connection.

"What a dedicated professional!" Xiao Cheng exclaimed.

“Nonsense, we get subsidies, he’s risking his life,” Ling Wen said.

Miao Xin regained control of the little troublemaker and looked at the completely unfamiliar lines on the screen. She picked up a stack of papers from the printer and handed them to the two people who were eating. "A new revision form is out. Send it out quickly!"

"...Even capitalists aren't as good as you dogs!"

****
This work continued into the evening, and Su Ming finally completed the necessary revisions.

After assigning the task to the corresponding team in the factory, Lingwen and Xiaocheng lay on the sofa, feeling utterly hopeless.

"Hey, you guys' stamina is terrible," Su Ming said. "Much worse than Miao Xin's."

“Su Ming, I don’t feel proud of being praised like that by you,” Miao Xin protested.

Ling Wen folded up from the sofa. "Su Ming, can this train meet your needs?"

“Perfect for me,” Su Ming replied. Things were going much better than expected, and he was in a very good mood.

"The LM5 ammunition is already being deployed," Ling Wen asked. "How many do you need?"

The CS/LM5, formerly known as the 12.7mm rotary machine gun, has a muzzle velocity of 810 m/s, a range of over 1500 meters, and a rate of fire of 1000-3000 rounds/minute.

The weapon was excellent, but Su Ming sighed, "The stuff is good, but I don't have any nitrocellulose single-base gunpowder here."

He can synthesize small quantities, but he is powerless to meet the demand for bullets starting at tens of thousands.

"Don't you have gunpowder over there?" Xiao Cheng said. "You can teleport the cartridge cases and warheads over there, and then load them in the other world."

“That won’t work either.” Su Ming recounted the problems they encountered with the 122mm rocket launcher in the previous battle.

Due to insufficient uniformity of the alchemical explosives and substandard quality of manual loading, 10% of the missiles lost their accuracy, or even exploded in the air, becoming mere fireworks. If bullets behaved similarly, they would likely misfire frequently or explode in the barrel, rendering the weapon unusable.

"It's not just a matter of the propellant; the tolerance for the assembly of a 12.7mm bullet is 0.02 millimeters." Ling Wen was clearly very familiar with firearms. "Bulls that don't meet the size requirements can't be used. Otherwise, at a rate of fire of dozens of rounds per second, the mechanism would jam in less than a second."

A single bullet is not easy to manufacture. What appears to be a simple act of fire is backed by a complete industrial chain and a high-quality industrial system.

(End of this chapter)