Start with a blacksmith shop.

Entering the virtual laboratory again, the room was empty, with nothing inside.

Standing in the center of the room, I closed my eyes and thought about the airplane design I had just seen.

But just as Li Zhenhua was imagining what the J-5 fighter jet would look like, the walls around the room began to expand to both sides.

The room, which was not large to begin with, was quickly transformed into a size large enough to accommodate a J-5 fighter jet.

As the room grew larger, a J-5 fighter jet slowly appeared in the room, its silhouette gradually transforming from illusory to real.

When he opened his eyes again, he found an airplane standing next to him.

The aircraft was exactly the model he had just imagined in his mind.

Li Zhenhua looked at the plane in front of him with great surprise; its tall fuselage, estimated to be three meters high, was quite impressive.

While he was still thinking, he saw a subtitle appear next to the plane: fuselage height: 3.8 meters.

"Wow, this plane is really high. I need to hurry up and check its rear end to see if it has an engine."

He muttered to himself as he walked toward the tail of the plane.

Upon reaching the tail of the plane, you'll see a semi-circular cover at the top.

The area under the cover is packed full; the engine is located inside the aircraft.

"This is amazing, incredible! It's already incredible that this place can materialize things, but now it can even materialize a fighter jet!"

Li Zhenhua looked left and right under the plane, sometimes touching the wheels, sometimes touching the wings of the silver giant eagle.

Anyway, he was curious about every part of the plane, so he came to the nose, below the air intake.

Three pipes extended forward, one long and two short. I stared at these three pipes, somewhat lost in thought.

"These must be the three machine guns used for dogfights on the plane."

His gaze fell on the short tube on the left side of the landing gear, and then the letters appeared: HP-23 aircraft cannon.

All the data of the aircraft cannon were displayed in his eyes, allowing Li Zhenhua to gain a detailed understanding of the cannon.

He then shifted his gaze to the other side of the plane, where the long cannon barrel caught his attention.

The name of the cannon was also displayed before him: H-37 aircraft cannon, mainly equipped on MiG-15/MiG-17, Yak-25, and Tu-26 aircraft.

One moment they would look into the muzzle of one cannon, and the next they would look into the muzzle of another cannon.

He even stuck his fingers into the muzzle, feeling the rifling inside the cannon.

He circled the plane several times, finally getting a good look at everything outside, even studying the landing gear for a long time.

Once he had seen enough of the plane's layout, his mind was no longer limited to looking at the outside of the plane; he now wanted to go and see the cockpit.

Clinging to the wing of the plane, he jumped up and climbed his whole body onto the wing.

Carefully stepping on the airplane wings, I slowly moved towards the fuselage of the plane.

Once they reached the fuselage, they crouched down on it and moved closer to the cockpit, which was not far ahead.

Finally, we arrived outside the cockpit. Looking into the cockpit through the transparent hood, we saw that the dashboard was gradually filled with instruments.

Below each of the various instruments are labels indicating its function, and all the labels are written in Chinese characters.

At a glance, even a primary school student would know what the data represented by each instrument means.

"Hey, this notification text is great, it's all in Chinese, that's really good."

Even in today's domestically produced cars, the meanings of all the buttons are still expressed in English.

Of course, apart from BYD, no other car manufacturer uses Chinese characters.

He made many connections to the Chinese character, and gradually went off-topic.

Pushing the thought about Chinese characters out of his mind, Li Zhenhua searched the cabin again, unlocking the cabin door.

He hadn't seen the cockpit door latches on the plane in the park before.

Perhaps due to years of exposure to sun and rain, the hatch latches had all corroded away.

Anyway, he didn't see it when he went to look for it.

After searching around the cockpit for a while, I quickly found the door latch. I opened the latch by hand and slowly opened the door.

This time, the entire cockpit was laid bare before his eyes without any reservations.

Overjoyed and excited, Li Zhenhua stepped into the cockpit of the J-5 fighter jet.

Sitting in the cockpit of the airplane, looking at the control stick sticking up between my legs.

He felt that he was only missing a flight suit and a flight helmet to become a pilot.

He spent a long time in the cockpit, and only after he had fully enjoyed being a pilot did he reluctantly crawl out.

"Sigh, I'm not a real pilot after all. I don't even know how to start it up, and I don't dare touch any of the buttons in the cockpit."

"If I knew how to fly a plane, even if this space is too small to take off, I would still start the plane first."

He jumped off the wing while talking to himself, stood on the side of the plane, and quietly admired it.

The plane gradually disappeared from his sight, and the room shrank back to its original size.

That was a fighter jet, so why didn't Li Zhenhua study it for a little longer?

The reason is simple: even if this plane is a product of the last century, it is still a fighter jet. If you ask him to study a fighter jet, he wouldn't even know how to disassemble it!

If you don't even know how to dismantle it, what's the point of leaving this plane here?

So he simply let the plane disappear, but it didn't really matter whether it disappeared or not; he could make it reappear at any time.

Li Zhenhua sat on the ground, looking around at the empty room.

"It's true what they say, you only realize how little you know when you need it. If I had even a little bit of basic aircraft maintenance knowledge, I could take this plane apart."

Just as Li Zhenhua was thinking this, he suddenly thought of Guo Shugui, that fat man, and his poor little car, that little monkey.

Thinking of the little monkey, he couldn't help but wonder if this laboratory could bring the little monkey to life.

Just as he was thinking of materializing the little monkey, the little monkey motorcycle appeared in the house.

"Wow, that's really impressive! It even materialized that little monkey, but I really don't like its appearance."

"Why don't I take this little monkey motorcycle apart right here in the lab?"

He does whatever comes to mind, and while in the lab thinking about various tools he has in real life, a tool cart appears next to the little monkey.

If the little monkey could talk at this moment, it would definitely give him a good scolding.

While Li Zhenhua was lost in thought, Liu Xiaodong drove the two of them towards their destination.

The two had no idea that Li Zhenhua, sitting in the back row, was just putting on an act; his mind was already busy in the laboratory.