High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

He was wearing the uniform of a Class B engineer, but he didn't have the overwhelming sense of oppression that Zhao Yu had. Instead, he seemed like a kind and approachable uncle next door.

"I'm Liu Wenbo, the deputy in the project team. You can just call me Engineer Liu."

Liu Wenbo patted Han Feng on the shoulder with a smile, his tone familiar.

"Before the meeting, Engineer Zhao mentioned that two geniuses were coming today, and told me to make the most of them."

"Mr. Liu, you're too kind."

Han Feng quickly responded.

"Since we're here, don't be shy."

Liu Wenbo pointed to the side.

"Go over there and get a lab coat to change into, get familiar with the environment, the morning meeting is about to start."

Soon, Han Feng also changed into a brand new white research coat.

Liu Wenbo led him and Chen Gang, giving a concise introduction to the various functional areas of the experimental zone and several safety rules that must not be violated.

"Zhao personally selected these people; if they work hard, their future will be bright."

"There's a free atmosphere in our team, and Engineer Zhao hates one-man rule the most."

"During technical discussions, no matter who you are, speak up if you have any ideas, and we'll listen to your suggestions if they make sense."

"Truth is revealed through debate!"

His words were clearly meant for the two newlyweds, intended to ease their awkwardness.

Upon hearing this, Chen Gang's eyes lit up for a moment, and he unconsciously straightened his back.

After passing through a cold metal corridor, Liu Wenbo pushed open a heavy soundproof door and led them into a spacious conference room.

There were already seven or eight people in the conference room, all of them engineers dressed in formal technician uniforms.

A virtual light screen floats in front of each person, displaying a waterfall-like flow of data and complex three-dimensional structural diagrams.

When the newcomer entered, everyone's gaze only briefly swept over him before they returned to their own worlds.

The entire space was solemn and focused, with only the hum of the instruments whispering.

"Come, sit down."

Liu Wenbo pointed to two empty seats, then pulled up a project document for Han Feng and Chen Gang respectively.

All the information on the 'Peregrine Falcon 3' psionic engine improvement project is here.

"We didn't delete a single part of the design goals, improvement directions, current bottlenecks, or any of our previous failed solutions."

Liu Wenbo smiled and said, "You guys take a look first, and you can just sit in on the meeting later."

Han Feng nodded, his gaze falling on the light screen.

Chen Gang, on the other hand, was like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days seeing fresh meat. His eyes almost shone with light as his fingers slid rapidly across the screen, greedily devouring every line of data and every design drawing.

Han Feng wasn't idle either.

This is his future livelihood, and also a ladder to higher power.

[Ding! Host is detected to be engaged in in-depth professional learning...]

[Professional Skill - Proficiency in "Principles of Psionic Engines" +1]

[Professional Skill - Mechanical Repair Theory Proficiency +1]

The system notification sounded in his mind, which invigorated Han Feng.

Looking at the core materials really does help you gain experience!

"Everyone's here, let's start the meeting."

Zhao Yu walked in right on time, followed by two recorders carrying recording boards.

He sat down in the main seat without uttering a single word of nonsense, his gaze sharp as a knife, getting straight to the point.

"Old Qian, here are the latest test results."

Sitting to Zhao Yu's left was an elderly engineer with gray hair, Qian Gong, who pushed up his glasses and pulled up a test video.

"Engineer Zhao, the situation is not optimistic."

"Last week, we optimized the rune matrix of the psionic nozzles according to the seventh version of the plan and replaced them with ultra-high temperature resistant 'obsidian' alloy nozzles."

"However, in the high-power output test, uncontrollable resonance still occurred when the engine speed reached 85% of its peak."

In the video, a huge engine roars deafeningly on a test bench.

But soon, the entire engine began to shake violently, and the ear-piercing metallic scraping sound almost tore off eardrums. Sparks burst from several monitoring cameras, and the video feed was interrupted.

"The core issue is still the pressurization chamber."

Qian sighed, his voice filled with exhaustion.

"The turbulence formed by the high-pressure spiritual energy inside the cavity cannot be effectively channeled, resulting in high-frequency resonance with the cavity walls."

"This not only leads to a significant decrease in energy output efficiency, but also causes irreversible and permanent damage to the engine if it is run continuously for more than three minutes."

The conference room was deathly silent.

"We tried thickening the cavity walls, but the weight immediately exceeded the limit."

"I also tried inscribing the '镇' series of runes inside, but the high-pressure spiritual energy flow directly interfered with the energy structure of the runes, so the effect was minimal."

Another engineer added, his tone full of helplessness.

Listening to everyone's lively discussion, the notification sounds in Han Feng's mind were like a party.

[Proficiency in "Principles of the Psionic Engine - Mastery" +1]

[Proficiency in "Principles of the Psionic Engine - Mastery" +2]

……

Before he knew it, just by listening in, his proficiency in "Principles of the Psionic Engine" had increased by more than twenty points.

"Aren't there any other ideas?"

Zhao Yu tapped his knuckles on the table, making a dull sound, and his gaze swept across the room.

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions showing embarrassment.

We've obviously tried every possible solution.

"The new guy."

Zhao Yu's gaze finally landed on Han Feng and Chen Gang.

What are your thoughts?

Swish!

All eyes turned to them instantly.

This was the moment Chen Gang had been waiting for.

He stood up, took a deep breath, and spoke in a low voice, but with a strong sense of confidence.

"Engineer Zhao, senior colleagues, I have a preliminary idea."

"Since the problem lies in turbulent resonance, why don't we try a different approach?"

"Should we 'dredge' instead of 'block'?"

"I noticed that the inner wall of the pressurization chamber has a smooth curved surface design, which is to reduce resistance."

"But this also means that once turbulence forms, it becomes like a wild horse, difficult to control."

He stretched out his finger and quickly sketched a brand new model on his light screen.

"What if we used the old-fashioned principle of 'Helmholtz resonance' to design and depict a specific array of micro-grooves on the inner wall?"

"These grooves themselves do not consume energy, but they can form tiny 'resonance traps' that guide, absorb, and cancel out the disordered turbulent energy, thereby weakening the intensity of the main resonance on a macroscopic level!"

The meeting room was silent for a full three seconds.

Immediately, suppressed murmurs arose.

"Helmholtz resonance? An old-fashioned acoustic theory? This... can be used for psionic fluids?"

"That's a really wild idea... using purely physical structures to interfere with energy fields, that's interesting!"

Qian adjusted his glasses, staring intently at Chen Gang's design sketches, his eyes gleaming with contemplation.

"It seems theoretically feasible!"

"However, the machining precision required for micro-grooves is extremely high, and calculating its optimal frequency and depth is an astronomical problem!"

"We can first use a computer to perform simulation calculations."

Chen Gang answered fluently, clearly having already prepared a plan.

"As long as the general direction is right, we can gradually experiment with the specific parameters!"

Zhao Yu looked at Chen Gang, and the sharpness in his eyes finally melted away, revealing an undisguised approval.

"good."

"Clear thinking and solid theoretical foundation."

He nodded and said to Liu Wenbo, "Old Liu, make the arrangements."

"This afternoon, we'll follow Chen Gang's ideas and produce a simulation plan."

"If the data is feasible, arrange for sample processing immediately!"

"Yes, Engineer Zhao!"

Liu Wenbo immediately agreed.

When Chen Gang sat down, he stood up straight, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

He could clearly feel that the way the senior engineers around him looked at him had changed from scrutiny to genuine recognition and appreciation.

Just then, Zhao Yu's gaze shifted again, landing steadily on Han Feng, who remained silent in the corner, like a searchlight.

All eyes in the room shifted accordingly.

"Han Feng, what about you?"