High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

In the control room, cheers rang out for a full three minutes.

The sound gradually subsided.

Zhao Yu stared at the perfect power curve on the screen.

The ecstasy on his face slowly faded, and his eyes became unfathomable.

He didn't join in the fun, nor did he mention taking a holiday, let alone a celebration banquet.

He turned around, walked through the celebrating engineers, and stood in front of Han Feng.

"Han Feng".

Zhao Yu's voice was very soft.

But as soon as that sound came out, the entire control room fell silent instantly.

All eyes were once again focused on this young man who had just created a miracle.

"The main resonance issue has been resolved, and the engine performance has even exceeded expectations."

Zhao Yu's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through Han Feng's thoughts.

"But I want to ask you something."

"Is this the limit of the 'Peregrine Falcon III'?"

This issue brought everyone to their senses.

limit?

It solved a major problem that had plagued the college for several years, and the performance was improved by almost two percent.

This achievement is worthy of being included in the history of Donghai Martial Arts University.

Is Engineer Zhao still not satisfied?

The thermos in Qian Gong's hand wobbled and almost fell to the ground.

He couldn't help but say, "Engineer Zhao, this result is already perfect."

"If we go any further, it will take a huge amount of time and money, it's not worth it."

"Yeah! This result is good enough to get by, absolutely fantastic!"

Everyone chimed in.

Their enormous success has left them wanting nothing more than to pop champagne.

Only Chen Gang looked at Han Feng without saying anything, as if he was thinking about something.

Han Feng met Zhao Yu's gaze and calmly shook his head.

"No."

Just one word.

This silenced all the discussion at the scene.

"That's not enough."

Han Feng glanced around the room. His voice wasn't loud, but everyone could hear him clearly.

"We just cured its heart disease so it could run again."

"But its blood vessels are still very fragile, and its nerve response is slow. It's far from its true limit."

These words stunned all the top engineers present.

Zhao Yu's eyes lit up immediately.

"Go on!"

"it is good."

Han Feng walked to the holographic projection and brought up the complete engine structure diagram.

"My idea is to build the entire engine as if it were a person."

His fingers traced the complex psionic lines.

"These pipelines are the 'meridians'."

"Current designs are too crude, only aiming for the shortest and thickest."

"But the flow of energy requires rhythm."

Han Feng's fingers flew across the keyboard, changing the routes of several key pipelines to a new style that had an indescribable charm.

"This modification allows the psionic energy to change direction three times before entering the combustion chamber, neutralizing internal disturbances and resulting in a 'purer' energy flow!"

Then he pointed to a red area on the cooling system.

"This is the 'circulatory system'."

"We are currently applying ice packs to the fever points for passive cooling, which is too inefficient."

"I suggest adding a set of miniature rune arrays with the character 'wind' on the main heat sink to actively carry away the heat and let the heat energy 'go away' on its own."

Finally, he pointed to the energy buffer device.

"This is the 'dantian,' where reserve strength is stored."

"The current design is like a stagnant pool; it needs to be adjusted only when needed, which is too slow."

"I suggest adding a miniature 'vortex array' to keep the backup energy source rotating at a low speed."

"It can step in instantly when needed, with zero delay!"

Meridians.

cycle.

Dantian.

These words, which have absolutely nothing to do with cutting-edge technology, kept coming out of Han Feng's mouth.

The meeting room was completely silent.

The last "Qi-guiding pattern" was metaphysics.

What Han Feng is talking about now is a complete set of "engine-based immortal cultivation theories"!

"I object!"

A senior structural engineer finally realized what was happening, stood up, and blushed.

"Han Feng, are you crazy!"

"This is tantamount to completely scrapping and rebuilding the engine!"

"Every time we change one place, everything has to change accordingly; the workload is incalculable!"

"Besides, what you're saying has no theory, no data! It's pure speculation!"

Han Feng looked at him, did not refute, but calmly asked a question.

"Do you have a better solution?"

The engineer opened his mouth, his face turning red, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Yes, a better solution?

If they had that, they wouldn't have been so jeopardized by a resonance issue that the project was almost destroyed.

"I agree with Han Feng's plan!"

Chen Gang suddenly spoke, his voice firm.

He strode over to Han Feng, pointed at the new pipeline design on the light screen, his eyes filled with fervor.

"Look here, everyone!"

"These three turns may seem far, but in higher-dimensional energy morphology, they perfectly represent a 'stable energy field' topological model!"

"This is a brilliant design!"

He then pointed to the array of runes related to the character "wind".

"And here too! Actively guide thermal energy!"

"This idea directly solves the fundamental problem of heat dissipation and energy conduction delays!"

"We were always thinking about how to increase the pressure on the water pumps, we never thought about letting the river widen itself!"

Chen Gang became more and more excited as he spoke, completely becoming Han Feng's "translator".

It was as if he had opened the door to a new world.

Those abstract concepts were broken down and explained one by one in scientific language that the engineers present could understand.

In the entire control room, only Chen Gang's trembling voice could be heard.

All the engineers went from doubt to surprise, and then to sudden realization.

In the end, all that remained was awe.

They felt like they weren't attending a technical meeting, but rather listening to an introductory lecture by extraterrestrials.

Looking at the scene before him, Zhao Yu was filled with emotion.

He thought he had found two geniuses.

In retrospect, he was an unreasonable genius, plus a translator who could translate his genius ideas into the language of ordinary people.

He slammed his hand on the table with a loud "bang!"

"Let's do as Han Feng says!"

Zhao Yu's gaze swept over everyone, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"I don't care about theories or data!"

"From this moment forward, Han Feng is the project team's 'Chief Concept Architect'!"

"His idea is the highest command!"

"Chen Gang, you're in charge of the technical aspects. Turn Han Feng's ideas into blueprints without any deviation!"

"Qian, you coordinate with all departments!"

"If we don't have enough people, we'll add more! If we don't have enough equipment, we'll buy more! If we don't have enough money, I'll go ask the hospital director for it!"

"I'm only giving you one week!"

Zhao Yu held up one finger, making a loud sound.

"I want to see a brand new, perfect 'Peregrine Falcon III' in a week!"

"yes!"

This time, everyone's answers were full of confidence.

For the next seven days, the project team went all out.

Guided by Han Feng's imaginative "cultivation theory," and coupled with Chen Gang's efficient engineering transformation.

One by one, the technical problems were easily solved.

Every part of the engine was redesigned.

Each rune was re-engraved.

The entire "Peregrine Falcon 3" engine, except for the outer shell, has been almost completely replaced inside.

Han Feng's system panel was also refreshing rapidly.

[Proficiency in "Principles of the Psionic Engine: Mastery" +10]

[Proficiency in Rune Array Basics - Advanced] +8

……

One week later, at Simulation Test Center No. 3.

The all-new "Peregrine III" engine was installed on the test bench.

Looking at this engine, everyone felt as if they were looking at a work of art; it seemed unreal.

"Final ground full-power test, commence!"

Zhao Yu gave the order.

Engine starts.

This time there was no roar, and no screaming.

There was only a low, steady "humming" sound, like some ancient behemoth breathing in the deep sea.

The power curve rises straight up.

Easily surpass 100%!

105%!

108%!

Finally, to everyone's disbelief, it steadily stopped at 110.8%!

The control room was completely silent.

As Qian Gong stared at the glaring data on the screen, the thermos in his hand clattered to the ground.

He didn't even notice that the scalding hot tea had spilled all over the floor.

"Exceeding...exceeding the design specifications by 10.8%..."

His voice was trembling, as if he had seen a god.

"This...this isn't the 'Peregrine Falcon III'..."

"This is the performance of the 'Peregrine Falcon 4'!"

Zhao Yu let out a long sigh of relief, releasing all the pressure and exhaustion in his heart.

He walked up to Han Feng and Chen Gang, and patted them heavily on the shoulders, one in each hand.

He said nothing, turned around, and loudly announced to everyone.

"The era of ground testing is over."

"Gentlemen, are you ready to look up at the sky?"

"Pass the word: we'll have our test flight tomorrow!"

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Test flight day.

The entire project team gathered on the tarmac in front of Hangar No. 3.

All eyes were focused on the silver-gray prototype of the "Peregrine Falcon III" in the center of the field.

It stood there quietly, its smooth lines reflecting a cold light in the morning, exuding a powerful and dangerous beauty.

"Everyone, let me introduce myself!"

Zhao Yu's voice was full of excitement.

"This is Li Wei, an elite student of the Flight Academy at Donghai Martial Arts University, Grade A!"

"Officially certified Gold Three-Star Pilot!"

"This time, he will be the chief test pilot for the 'Peregrine Falcon III'!"

A round of applause erupted from the audience.

A tall young man stepped out, wearing a specially made silver-white flight suit.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing a handsome but arrogant face.

"Hello, fellow engineers, my name is Li Wei."

He simply nodded, his gaze skipping over the crowd and landing on the prototype aircraft with the critical scrutiny of a professional pilot.

Zhao Yu laughed and punched him lightly.

"Li Wei, this plane is the culmination of everyone's hard work on our project team, so take it easy."

Li Wei put his sunglasses back on, smiled, and his smile looked quite amusing.

"Don't worry, Engineer Zhao."

He spoke lazily, his tone casual.

"It's just a peregrine falcon, easy prey."