High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

Chapter 113, the seventh revision, still cannot reach the level of a miracle.

The violent shock in his brain caused his vision to go black.

This feeling of exhaustion is even worse than physical collapse.

"We need to go back."

He glanced at the time.

After more than three hours of intense training, he had used up almost a third of his more than one hundred recovery potions.

Han Feng piloted the "Peregrine Falcon" and landed smoothly on the runway.

He jumped off the plane and walked toward the creaking wicker chair.

"You're back?"

Grandpa Sun lifted the newspaper, revealing only a pair of cloudy eyes, whose gaze lingered on him for a moment.

"Um."

Han Feng handed over his personal terminal.

Grandpa Sun accepted it, and deducted 10,000 contribution points, including the rent and the "listening fee" for the armor plate.

"Kid, you flew pretty hard this time."

Grandpa Sun returned the terminal to him, and there seemed to be something else hidden in his old eyes.

"Your face is as white as paper; your mental energy is severely depleted."

"I practiced a few new moves."

Han Feng gave a vague response.

Grandpa Sun didn't ask any more questions, but just gestured towards the pile of waste.

"Your shot was pretty accurate, it went right through the heart."

"If you want to practice later, I have plenty of scrap metal. I'll give you a 20% discount."

After saying that, he lay down again, covering his face with a newspaper, as if what he had just said was just a dream.

Han Feng thanked him and turned to leave.

Stepping out of the aircraft graveyard, the cool evening breeze from the outer city brushed against my face, and the dizziness subsided a little.

He opened his system panel.

Cultivation Level: Ninth Level of Body Tempering Realm (920/1800)

【skill:】

【Sword Condensation Technique (Beginner): 12/1000】

[Rune Construction (Beginner): 8/1000]

His cultivation level increased by nearly 300 points, and he successfully mastered two new skills.

These are two brand new paths, leading to the true path of "Sword Immortal".

Back in the C-level dormitory, mental exhaustion washed over me like a tidal wave.

He collapsed onto the bed, not even hearing his roommate Gao Fei greet him.

"Holy crap, were you drained dry by that female monster?"

Gao Fei came closer and was startled to see that he was pale.

Han Feng waved his hand weakly and sat up from the bed.

Open your personal terminal and search for "mental energy recovery".

A row of blue potion icons popped up.

[Beginner Mental Strength Recovery Potion (Tranquilizing Type)]: Instantly restores 50 points of mental strength. Price: 1000 contribution points.

[Beginner Mental Strength Recovery Potion (Nourishing Type)]: Slowly restores 100 points of mental strength and nourishes the soul. Price: 1500 contribution points.

Han Feng's eye twitched violently.

This price is outrageous!

"This thing costs more money than raising a money-devouring beast."

He finally understood.

The art of "Rune Construction" is simply not for normal people.

Every practice session is a waste of money and energy.

Han Feng reluctantly picked up a metal water glass from the table.

He wanted to test whether he could still use his magical rune techniques without the airplane as his "magical tool".

He closed his eyes, mobilized a faint stream of qi and blood, and, mimicking his previous feeling, carefully extended his reach toward the water glass.

Qi and blood are three inches away from the body.

Like a kite with a broken string, it instantly went out of control and disappeared into the air.

Try again.

The result was the same.

He could feel the energy draining away, but he couldn't shape it, let alone manipulate it precisely.

Forget drawing runes, it's impossible to even make that energy stay in the air for a second longer.

"Why—can I do this on the plane?"

Han Feng fell into deep thought.

A few minutes later, a thought flashed through his mind, and he instantly understood.

It's the system!

The system identified the fighter jet as his "destined flying sword".

The moment he connected with the fighter jet, his spirit became one with the steel behemoth.

Human-machine integration is not a metaphor, it's a fact!

In that state, the entire plane was an extension of his body.

His mental power allowed him to precisely touch every part, which is why he was able to carve the exquisite "sharp" rune inside the cannon barrel.

But once he leaves the plane, he reverts to his original form.

He was still just a Body Tempering Realm martial artist, and his spiritual power was far from reaching the level of "divine sense" projection and the ability to manipulate objects out of thin air.

"Divine Sense — Spiritual Cultivation Realm —"

Han Feng recalled the description of the power system, which was the distant fourth tier.

He scratched his head, and the frustration quickly disappeared.

He's always been a practical person.

Since we can't practice in our daily lives, let's practice in the sky.

You can't get fat in one bite, but every time you go to space, it's a step forward.

Having figured this out, Han Feng felt much more at ease.

The most important thing right now is to quickly reach the tenth level of the Body Tempering Realm!

Meanwhile, in the laboratory of Design Building No. 3, the air was so heavy it felt like it could drip water.

Three days have passed since Han Feng diagnosed the problem.

Lin Xue led the entire project team, working tirelessly day and night.

They devised a near-perfect solution to the problem of "multi-point harmonic conflict".

"Engineer Lin, this is the seventh revised version!"

A researcher with dark circles under his eyes pointed at the incredibly complex rune array on the holographic screen, his voice hoarse but filled with excitement.

"While preserving the main structure, we reconstructed the internal runes of the T-45 coupler!"

"And three miniature current-stabilizing arrays have been added!"

"Based on hundreds of simulations, theoretically, this can perfectly counteract the energy repulsion generated during high-G maneuvers!"

The laboratory was littered with empty nutrient solution bottles, and everyone looked haggard.

But his eyes shone with the pride and confidence of a top student.

Lin Xue carefully checked each piece of data, and after confirming that everything was correct, she nodded emphatically.

"Modify immediately! Once completed, arrange for a test pilot to conduct live-fire testing!"

"yes!"

The team immediately sprang into action.

A young researcher asked his colleague in a low voice.

"Why didn't Engineer Lin invite Consultant Han Feng to fly? Isn't he the most stable flyer?"

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The more senior researcher shook his head and lowered his voice.

"This is different."

"Advisor Han is the god who discovers problems," while we are the "people" who solve them.

"Our solution must enable any qualified pilot to produce perfect data; this is a matter of dignity for our design institute."

The young researcher suddenly realized.

This is the pride of top students.

They wanted to prove that human wisdom could also solve the problems pointed out by God.

The modification work was completed quickly.

Half a day later, an elite test pilot from the academy's flight department piloted the modified "Night Falcon" into the sky.

In the laboratory, everyone held their breath, staring intently at the data monitoring screen.

Just then, the laboratory door slid open silently.

Chen Kai carried a tray with several steaming cups of coffee on it, his face displaying a fake show of concern.

"Mr. Lin, everyone's worked hard. Have a cup of coffee to perk yourself up."

He glanced around, his gaze settling on the main screen, and asked casually.

"How was the test flight after the modifications? Did it go smoothly?"

Lin Xue didn't turn around; her eyes remained fixed on the screen, and she gave a curt reply.

"Testing in progress."

"Hey, don't be so nervous."

Chen Kai's tone was exceptionally "sincere".

"I heard you've been working tirelessly for three days straight and have produced the seventh version of the plan. That's truly remarkable."

"No matter how important the project is, you still need to take care of your health."

His words caused several core members of Lin Xue's team to frown.

A mole.

Lin Xue knew exactly what was going on, but she didn't react.

Right now!

The data stream on the monitor screen suddenly started jumping wildly without warning!

"Beep—beep—Alarm! Alarm!"

"Overload peak of 15.2G! High-frequency resonance occurs in the machine body!"

"The energy loss rate instantly soared to 17%!"

"Test pilot report! Aircraft is shaking violently! Requesting test abort!"

The piercing alarm sounded like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's heart!

Lin Xue's face turned pale, and she immediately pressed the call button.

"Abort the test! Return to base immediately!"

In the laboratory, the last vestiges of optimism and pride vanished in an instant.

Everyone was stunned, their faces filled with disbelief.

Failed.

Although the overload threshold for resonance has been increased from 11G to 15G, this is a huge improvement.

But the problem still exists!

"How could this be—"

One of the researchers was scratching his head in frustration, his eyes bloodshot.

"The theoretical data is perfect! Why! Why are there still problems during actual flight?"