High Martial Arts: From Mechanic to Sword Immortal

Seeing the burning desire in the eyes of the three men, Liao Ming twitched his lips and immediately poured cold water on their enthusiasm.

Don't get too excited yet.

"I've given you the opportunity, but let me make this clear from the start."

"If your level is not up to standard, even if I recommend you, you will not pass the assessment."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the empty hangar.

"If you fail the assessment, you will not be allowed to apply again for six months."

"If you fail a second time, then go back and wait another year."

"Moreover, as the referrer, I will have my bonus deducted."

Liao Ming's tone became more serious as he spoke, his gaze sweeping over the four people.

"So, everyone, stay on your guard!"

"If you're going to take the exam, you have to pass it on the first try!"

"Yes, Director Liao!" Han Feng and the other three responded in unison, their hearts filled with excitement.

"Alright, stop standing there, let's begin."

Liao Ming waved his hand, stepped aside, and crossed his arms.

They adopted an attitude of "I'll just watch and I won't say a word."

The four exchanged a glance, both excited and nervous.

This is the first time they have independently been responsible for the maintenance of an entire fighter jet!

"Follow the procedure, read the fault codes first!" Xiao Li was the first to react.

He grabbed a data terminal from the tool cart and swiftly ran to the data interface under the fuselage.

This is the most standard and efficient method.

Most common problems can be analyzed through the system logs built into the fighter jet.

Han Feng followed behind.

As Xiao Li inserted the probe of the data terminal into the interface, Han Feng reached out and gently placed his palm on the cold outer casing of the device.

It was in that very instant.

The dormant system interface in his mind suddenly lit up!

[Ding! Unknown flying sword detected, model: "Peregrine Falcon"]

[Rank: Low-grade magic weapon]

[Should we establish a mental link?]

Han Feng had a thought and chose "Yes".

hum!

A strange sensation exploded within me in an instant.

His spirit traveled through his palm and directly invaded every corner of the fighter jet.

He completely enveloped the entire massive combat machine.

Human-machine integration!

At this moment, the Peregrine Falcon fighter jet is no longer a collection of steel and wires.

It is no longer a cold machine.

All of its states were clearly fed back to Han Feng.

The physical state of each component.

The rate at which psionic energy flows in each path.

The fatigue level of each meshing gear.

Even the slightest metal deformation caused by a screw due to high-intensity motor operation was transformed into a data stream and clearly projected into his consciousness.

Those internal flaws that would require complete disassembly of the fighter jet and several hours of testing with a high-precision flaw detector are now completely exposed under his "internal vision"!

A perfect holographic 3D structure slowly rotated in his mind.

This is practically a god-tier cheat code tailor-made for mechanics!

"Crazy, what are you grinning about? Is there gold hidden inside the machine?" Xiao Li's voice startled Han Feng awake.

Han Feng snapped out of his daze, unable to hide his inner elation, and a wide grin spread across his face.

He smiled and nodded: "Yeah, more or less."

"Really?" Xiao Li asked suspiciously as he approached the data terminal.

The progress bar on the screen was moving extremely slowly.

[Data export in progress... 7%]

"We haven't even seen a glimpse of the data yet, what kind of question are you asking?" Xiao Li was speechless, feeling that Han Feng was making fun of him.

Han Feng did not explain.

He left the data terminal with Zhou Wen and then turned to walk toward the toolbox.

He skillfully took out a set of disassembly tools and went straight to an inspection port under the nose of the machine.

Seeing Han Feng's actions, Xiao Li and the other two who were surrounding the terminal were all dumbfounded.

"What are you doing, you lunatic? You didn't even analyze the fault before taking it apart? That's so reckless!" Fat Tiger's eyes widened as he growled in a low voice.

"What if we dismantle it in the wrong place? Wouldn't Director Liao skin us alive?"

Zhou Wen also looked worried.

Sure enough, Liao Ming, who was watching the show from the sidelines, noticed Han Feng's actions.

He walked over with a furrowed brow, his eyes filled with incomprehension and scrutiny.

In his memory, Han Feng had always been the most steady and law-abiding. Why was he acting so strangely today?

However, Liao Ming did not speak up to stop it.

He said he would let go, and he must keep his promise.

He only cares about the results.

If it turns out that Han Feng was just fooling around, then he will be completely out of luck with this recommendation spot.

Under the watchful eyes of the three men and one guide, Han Feng moved swiftly and quickly removed the outer protective plate of the inspection port.

He reached in and rummaged around for a moment, then precisely removed a palm-sized metal plate from a pile of pipes.

"This is... the power control rune board for the psionic booster circuit?" Zhou Wen adjusted his glasses and recognized it at a glance.

He leaned closer and took a look, his pupils suddenly contracting.

There are several fine black melt marks on the edge of this rune plate.

One of the core rune's energy nodes had completely dimmed, and there was even a smell of ozone.

It was clearly burned!

"Holy crap! There really is a problem!" Xiao Li was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

Fat Tiger also came over to take a look. Although he couldn't understand it, that didn't stop him from exclaiming in amazement, "Crazy! How did you know this thing was broken? We didn't even start the engine, and there wasn't a single fault code!"

Liao Ming also looked astonished.

He strode forward, took the rune plate, examined it carefully, and confirmed that the core component had been damaged due to overload.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on Han Feng, as if trying to see right through him.

Han Feng scratched his head, smiled, and looked a little smug.

"Perhaps it's... talent."

"When I touched the airplane just now, my mind went blank for a moment, and I felt that something was wrong with this board."

"Talent? You awakened a perception-type talent?" Xiao Li's voice changed.

There are indeed martial artists in this world who awaken all sorts of strange and wonderful talents.

But the fact that this happened to a roommate with whom I've lived for three years still seems absurd and instinctively hard to believe.

"When did you awaken? How come I didn't know?" Fatty Tiger reached out to pinch Han Feng's face, wanting to see if he was talking nonsense.

Han Feng smiled and dodged away, offering no further explanation.

Facts speak louder than words.

In the end, isn't the system just the most advanced "talent"?

It's just that it wasn't activated before, but now I've figured it out myself.

Is this different from a hidden talent being activated by special conditions?

No difference!

Han Feng thought to himself with a clear conscience.

So, under the suspicious gazes of the others, he didn't stop, and took his tools to the hydraulic system maintenance port at the root of the wing.

After a few more deft disassemblies, Han Feng removed a yellowed and hardened sealing ring from inside.

"The seals on this main hydraulic arm are worn out and there is a slight leak."

"Although it does not affect normal flight, there is a risk of failure when performing high-G maneuvers."

He then went to the tail section and removed another protective panel.

"The power wires of the rear auxiliary power unit have three places where the insulation layer is damaged, which may cause a short circuit when the power output is high."

"And here, the shock absorber module on the left landing gear has over 70% of its internal psionic shock-absorbing runes worn off, so the impact during landing will be enormous..."

Han Feng walked around on the huge fighter jet.

Wherever they went, they were able to pinpoint the deepest, most hidden faults with unparalleled accuracy.

Then, the problematic parts were removed one by one and placed in the spare parts tray next to them.

These problems, some fatal and some subtle, cannot be detected by data terminals alone.

They all require disassembling the machine body and using specialized flaw detection instruments, which takes a lot of time to scan and detect.

But Han Feng, from beginning to end, only touched it once with his hand.

Looking at the ever-growing pile of parts of all sizes in the parts tray, Xiao Li, Pang Hu, and Zhou Wen were completely dumbfounded.

The three of them looked at each other, and finally their eyes all fell on the screen of the data terminal.

The text on the screen remained unchanged for a long time.

[Data export in progress... 34%]

At this moment, the high-tech terminals in their hands seemed incredibly ironic.

Xiao Li opened his mouth, but after a long pause, he managed to utter a sentence:

"Wait... we agreed to work together, and you just went straight for cheats?"