The Fitter Master in the Courtyard: Surrounded by Dead Men

"Bang!"

Song Zixu's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

The expressions of the people around them immediately changed.

Just now, I thought Cao Dayu was joking, but this fall revealed the truth.

"Master Yang!"

Guo Gang pushed open the door to the inner office, looked at Yang Ping, and had a bright smile on his face.

Clearly, they know each other and have a close relationship.

In that instant, Song Zixu felt as if the sky had fallen.

Guo Gang is a Level 8 engineer, the highest-ranking technical authority in the R&D department, and also the department director.

To put it bluntly, he's the undisputed boss here.

Those who offend him now... there's no need to think too much about what will happen to them.

"Engineer Guo."

Yang Ping smiled and agreed.

"Master Yang, come to my office for a chat."

Guo Gang raised his hand to invite him inside.

Yang Ping nodded and followed him inside.

Looking at the figures walking side by side, Song Zixu's face was filled with nothing but despair.

He abruptly turned his head and glared at Cao Dayu, his eyes burning with fury:

"Cao Dayu, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"

"Not at all,"

Cao Dayu spread his hands, looking innocent. "I gave you a look and asked you if you were sure."

If you don't understand, what can I do?

Yang Ping was secretly overjoyed.

He had always looked down on Song Zixu's behavior, and now that he could embarrass him to his face, he felt a surge of anger dissipate and an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"you--!"

Song Zixu's face turned bright red, and after a long while he could only utter one word, trembling with anger.

Those around them exchanged glances, secretly holding their breath.

Fortunately, I didn't provoke Yang Ping earlier, otherwise I would be the one in an awkward position now.

Upon entering the office, Yang Ping casually pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Mr. Guo, what's the situation here lately?"

Guo Gang sighed and shook his head, saying, "Master Yang, you've probably heard what's going on in the R&D department right now."

To be honest, it's been a period of complete silence; we haven't produced any noteworthy results.

His tone betrayed a sense of helplessness.

As a department head, how could I not want to make a breakthrough? It's just that my thinking is stuck in place, and I can't seem to find a new way out.

Yang Ping didn't follow up on that topic, but instead went straight to the point:

"I need to access all your technical memories as a Level 8 engineer."

Guo Gang is a designated suicide soldier by the system and a readily available Level 8 engineer; there's no harm in using this resource.

"No problem, Master Yang."

Guo Gang answered decisively.

He was prepared.

Yang Ping said no more and immediately started the system operation.

The memory sharing process went very smoothly and was completed in just a few minutes.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and focused.

A deluge of professional knowledge flooded into my consciousness, leading to the "comprehension of talent."

With its blessing, it also collided and intertwined with the vast knowledge and experiences from later generations.

For a moment, he even touched the vague threshold of becoming a Level 7 engineer.

"very good."

Yang Ping opened her eyes, a smile appearing on her lips.

If I were to take the professional title assessment now, becoming a level nine engineer would be a piece of cake, and I'd be almost certain to get level eight as well.

As for Level 7—it might depend on luck; if the questions are too obscure or uncommon, you might not be able to pass with confidence.

"How are you feeling, Master Yang?"

Guo Gang asked with concern.

Guo Gang spoke up to ask.

"You've already got the hang of it. With a little more practice, you might be able to produce some different results."

Yang Ping replied with a smile.

He now possessed all of Guo Gang's engineering knowledge, and various design ideas for future generations emerged in his mind, making his direction suddenly clear.

Guo Gang has not made any breakthroughs over the years, which is actually due to his limited vision and long-term stagnation in a technical bottleneck, making it difficult for him to break through.

His only solid skill is his ability to impart engineering knowledge, and in that respect, he is absolutely flawless.

"That's wonderful!"

Upon hearing this, Guo Gang's face instantly lit up with excitement.

He trusted Yang Ping and knew that his addition would bring a turning point to the R&D department.

"Come, let me introduce you to everyone."

As Guo Gang spoke, he turned and led the way.

"OK."

Yang Ping responded and followed him to the front of the crowd.

"Come over here, everyone, and get to know Master Yang."

Guo Gang called out to the workers in the work area.

Hearing the sound, the crowd gradually gathered around.

Cao Dayu's face was already full of smiles, and he nodded to Yang Ping from afar.

The rest of the people had calm expressions, revealing no emotion.

Only Song Zixu's face turned pale, and he lowered his eyes, not daring to look up, for fear that Guo Gang would pursue the matter from before.

Once everyone was present, Guo Gang spoke:

"This is Yang Ping, an eighth-grade fitter in Workshop One."

You've probably all heard of him. Don't underestimate him; in terms of knowledge, he's far superior to all of you.

"From today onwards, he will be the team leader here."

You must cooperate and make arrangements for whatever he needs, understand?

He announced the appointment directly.

Everyone was taken aback, not expecting Yang Ping to take on the role of group leader and lead them as soon as he arrived.

Upon hearing this, Cao Dayu laughed so hard his eyes crinkled.

Song Zixu was thinking that if he could get on Yang Ping's good side, his position in the R&D department would definitely rise, and he might even be able to take the lead and become the fourth-ranked person.

After Engineer Guo, Engineer Li, and Team Leader Yang, he should be next in line.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Song Zixu felt a jolt, as if struck by lightning.

He had been arrogant and ignorant, offending Yang Ping with his words, but now Yang Ping had become his superior.

In the days to come, I'm afraid I'll inevitably be manipulated by others, and just thinking about it sends chills down my spine.

"Master Yang, the factory just assigned us a task to solve this problem with the electric fan."

"Give everyone a demonstration, show them your real skills."

Guo Gang pointed to the stopped electric fan in the corner, his tone carrying a hint of entrustment.

The steel rolling mill intends to start producing electric fans, and the R&D department needs to understand the manufacturing process before mass production can begin.

Guo Gang originally planned to let his subordinates figure it out first, and only if it failed would he personally take action.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ping appeared at this moment, which was a good opportunity for him to show his strength and gain a foothold in the department.

"OK."

Yang Ping agreed readily.

He approached the electric fan, took a quick look, and discovered that it was missing an AC motor.

This problem was not difficult for him—he had inherited Guo's theoretical knowledge, understood the construction principle of electric motors, and possessed skilled fitter techniques, so making one himself was not difficult.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yang Ping rolled up his sleeves and began to operate the machine.

The onlookers appeared respectful, mostly out of respect for Guo Gang, but inwardly they were somewhat resentful, feeling that Yang Ping's position as group leader was not earned with much authority.

But as his movements became more and more skilled, the expressions in everyone's eyes gradually changed.

It's important to understand that there's a significant gap between an engineer and an eighth-grade fitter.

The former requires a far greater amount of theoretical knowledge and skills than the latter can achieve through mere craftsmanship.

This is precisely why they didn't really take Yang Ping seriously when they learned he was an eighth-level fitter.

Time passed by, and the only sounds in the workshop were the soft clinking of tools and the gradually gathering breaths.

Yang Ping reinstalled the improved AC motor into the fan, connected the power, and the fan blades immediately started spinning, bringing out a cool airflow.

"Excellent! Master Yang is truly a master!"

Cao Dali was the first to applaud and cheer.

The onlookers were surprised; no one expected that an eighth-level fitter could possess the professional skills of an engineer.

Song Zixu's heart sank, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

At this moment, he was not only under pressure from Guo Gang, but also felt a real threat from Yang Ping—this man was indeed not just a figurehead.

"As everyone can see, Master Yang solved the problem that you couldn't solve in three days in a short time."

What else is there to say now?

Guo Gang scanned the entire room, his voice steady.

"I give up!"

Cao Dali was the first to respond.

He was determined to stand on Yang Ping's side, after all, who wouldn't want to advance further in the R&D department?

"...I'm convinced."

The others nodded in agreement.

At this point, no one dared to question it anymore.

They were indeed no match for the skills Yang Ping displayed.

Song Zixu's face grew increasingly pale.

He couldn't understand why he had ever provoked such a person—who was not only a skilled fitter but also an excellent engineer.

Guo Gang nodded slightly.

He didn't pay much attention to this group of people.

Those who came were either apprentices or people who were brought in through connections, and they all hoped to get the title of engineer as soon as possible.

But few of them actually learned it. No matter how many times he told them, they didn't change, so he simply let them do as they pleased.

Anyway, if there are any problems that can't be solved, he'll be the one to take care of them in the end.

"Mr. Guo, who is this?"

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked out of the next office. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a pale face and a somewhat listless demeanor, as if he had been chronically sleep-deprived.

"Engineer Li, this is Yang Ping. He was originally an eighth-level fitter, but he has been transferred to the R&D department to learn today."

He has a certain theoretical foundation in engineering, so I appointed him as the team leader.

Guo Gang turned to the side and quickly introduced himself.

"Master Yang, this is Li You," he added to Yang Ping.

"Engineer Li."

Yang Ping nodded in acknowledgment.

"Hello, Comrade Yang."

Li You's gaze lingered on Yang Ping for a brief moment before he turned and walked towards his office without saying another word.

Yang Ping frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Guo Gang explained in a low voice:

"Master Yang, that's just Li's personality."

He doesn't usually get involved in specific tasks; he spends most of his time in the office and doesn't go out much.

"Just a simple greeting will suffice when we meet in the future."

Clearly, Li You was an outsider in the R&D department.

"clear."

Yang Ping nodded.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something strange about Li You, but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

Since I can't figure it out, I might as well stop worrying about it.

In his upcoming time in the R&D department, he needs to make the most of his abilities.

With the engineering knowledge imparted by Guo Gang, coupled with the broad vision from later generations, he had already conceived many ideas.

It's time to get this stagnant, almost rigid department moving again.

**Seventy-seven, Two Echoes**

Is that desk over there empty?

Guo Gang looked around and saw that the other tables were piled with miscellaneous items and were in a mess, so he couldn't help but frown.

"Mr. Guo, that sheet is unused! I'll clean it up for Mr. Yang right away!"

Cao Dayu strode forward, rushed to the dusty table, and quickly began to tidy it up.

Guo Gang nodded and said, "Okay, you'll be in charge of the heavy rain."

"You show Mr. Yang around the R&D department so he can get familiar with it. I'm going back to my office now."

"No problem, Mr. Guo, leave it to me, don't worry!"

Cao Dayu patted his chest and agreed.

Guo Gang didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

No sooner had he left than his colleagues, who had been holding back their laughter for a while, burst into raucous chatter.

"Cao Dayu, you've really hit the nail on the head with your flattery!"

Some people joked.

"Exactly, we can't stand it anymore!"

Another person joined in the commotion.

Cao Dayu wasn't annoyed at all. Instead, he raised his chin and drawled, "How can a sparrow know the ambitions of a swan!"

This remark drew boos and laughter.

Yang Ping stood to the side watching, a slight smile creeping onto his lips.

He didn't find it offensive; on the contrary, he could see a hint of student life in the lively scene. Everyone was chatting and joking around, which actually felt familiar and vibrant.

It's true, it's something to miss.