Live Stream 1980: Netizens Teach Me How to Make a Rocket by Hand

Wang Dapao brought over a big machine—

Zeiss industrial microscopes.

This is the prized possession of Factory 702, which is usually locked in a constant temperature room.

"Master Niu, don't just stand there watching the show."

Lin Xi made way for her, gesturing for her to proceed.

"You're an expert, could you take a look?"

Niu Aiguo pursed his lips, muttered "making a fuss," and put his eyes close to the eyepiece.

one second.

two seconds.

The old man's body suddenly stiffened.

"This...how is this possible?"

Niu Aiguo's voice trembled.

Under the lens, it is no longer the thin silver film that can be seen with the naked eye.

It was an extremely vast and incredibly precise microscopic world.

Countless perfect hexagonal holes, like a honeycomb built by God himself, are arranged together seamlessly.

The edges of each hole are perfectly rounded, without any burrs, tears, or stress marks left by machining.

They are all the same size and evenly spaced, like works of art.

Niu Aiguo suddenly raised his head, his face covered in cold sweat.

"It's almost like...like it grew naturally!"

"This is 'growth'."

Lin Xi's tone was flat.

"Micron-level accumulation."

"Without violent stamping, there is no internal stress."

"Without mechanical cutting, there are no burrs."

Lin Xi picked up the thin net and waved it in the light.

As light passes through those micron-sized holes, it diffracts, creating a hazy rainbow halo.

"This is 2025... oh no, this is Red Star Technology's 'electrochemical deposition'."

The chat room was flooded with comments.

[Microscopic OCD: Awesome! So awesome! This hexagonal arrangement cured my mental exhaustion!]

[Materials Science Dog: This is a game-changer! Using this technology—which will later be used to make chip photomasks—to create razor mesh is absolutely insane!]

[Netizens: Master Niu's worldview has been shattered and is currently being rebuilt...]

Niu Aiguo's gaze towards Lin Xi changed.

He stretched out his calloused hand, trembling, wanting to touch the net.

He reached out halfway and then pulled back, afraid that his rough fingerprints would desecrate this industrial artwork.

"Don't rush to worship."

Lin Xi tossed the nickel mesh to Wang Yu, who was already eager to try, and said, "Assemble it."

Wang Yu moved with lightning speed.

He took out a cylinder that was only the size of a thumb—

That was a motor that had been made before.

He then pulled out a simple plastic bracket from his pocket and assembled the motor and the freshly baked nickel mesh together.

Without an outer shell, it still retains that rough, "battle-damaged" style.

Battery connected.

"Buzz—"

It is a very high-frequency, soft chirping sound, like the fluttering of bees' wings.

Lin Xi casually grabbed a ripe peach from the fruit plate on the table.

These peaches have thin skins and are very juicy; they will break open and leak juice if you apply even a little pressure.

He then took out a silk handkerchief, the kind used by women, from his pocket and gently placed it over the peach.

"Watch closely."

Without hesitation, Lin Xi pressed the skeleton-like razor in her hand directly onto the silk-wrapped peach.

"Hey! No!" Niu Aiguo instinctively tried to call out to stop.

With such a high rotation speed and such a thin net, wouldn't it shred the silk and turn the peaches into a pulp?

"Zzz—"

A very faint, soft sound rang out.

Lin Xi raised her hand.

The silk was intact.

The peaches have not a single dent on their skin.

Niu Aiguo leaned closer, lifted the silk, and his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The fine lint and dust that had been clinging to the surface of the silk had now completely disappeared.

The delicate peach skin remained bright red and juicy, completely unharmed.

"How...how did they do that?" Niu Aiguo muttered to himself.

"A strong heart and sharp teeth." Lin Xi pointed to the motor and the blade net.

"When the cutting speed is fast enough, the object is cut off before it even has time to deform."

"This is what they call 'speed is the only way to win'."

Niu Aiguo swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

He subconsciously touched his chin.

He was an older generation worker, his beard as stiff as a steel brush. He usually used an old-fashioned razor, which always burned after shaving, and sometimes even caused cuts.

"Shall I give it a try?"

Niu Aiguo was somewhat eager to try.

"Give it a try." Lin Xi handed over the simple device.

Niu Aiguo took a deep breath and pressed the blade against his chin.

"Sizzle..."

There was no pulling sensation.

There was also no stinging sensation like a blade scraping the skin.

even……

Apart from a slight chill from the metal mesh, he felt almost nothing.

"Manager Lin, is the power out?"

"Is the blade stuck?"

Niu Aiguo took the knife down in confusion and turned it off. "Why do I not feel like I've cut anything..."

As he spoke, he reached up to touch his chin.

The moment those rough, large hands touched his skin, Niu Aiguo seemed to freeze in place.

slip.

Incredibly slippery.

The sharp, prickly edges had all disappeared, and touching them felt like touching a peeled egg.

The live stream chat was filled with cheerful comments.

Hahaha, that's hilarious! Look at that expression!

[A 12000 RPM magnetic levitation motor paired with a 0.04mm electroformed nickel mesh—it's more than just a shave, it's a miniature shredder!]

[Quickly, show me your stubble! That's the important part!]

[Yes, yes, yes! Pour it out! Give the 80s-born natives a little 2025 shock! At this speed, what comes out isn't stubble, it's dust! It's smoke!]

He opened his palm and tapped it against the razor's beard storage compartment.

"puff."

A fine, black powder-like clump of beard hairs spilled out.

It's not stubble.

It is powder.

This means that every single whisker is cut countless times and completely pulverized the moment it enters the mesh by the high-speed rotating blades.

"My goodness..."

Niu Aiguo held the pile of powder as if it were gold dust.

He looked up at the rudimentary, even somewhat ugly, device, his eyes filled with awe.

This is not a razor.

This is clearly a miniature meat grinder!

"Manager Lin..."

Niu Aiguo threw the steamed bun on the table. "You'd better keep this recipe...this electrolyte recipe well hidden."

"Anyone who dares to peek will have their eyes gouged out by this caliper of mine!"

Lin Xi smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

Formulas are certainly important, but even more important is an industrial mindset that transcends the times.

"I have a heart, and I have teeth too."

Lin Xi looked at the pile of scattered parts on the table.

The neodymium iron boron motor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and the electroformed nickel mesh looked like a pool of solidified mercury.

Either of these two things, if taken out at random, would have been enough to cause an earthquake in the industrial world in 1980.

"Alright, the most important part is done."

"Now all I need is a good-looking exterior!"

Lin Xi smiled slightly, thinking to herself.

"Hopefully, this design won't surprise them too much."