Siheyuan: At the beginning, I can integrate everything!

Inside the No. 1 Precision Workshop, dazzling sparks of welding occasionally burst forth.

The air was filled with a pungent smell of oxidized metal.

A group of people were gathered in front of the core processing table.

Factory Director Yang frowned, with several technical experts from the ministry standing beside him.

They were staring intently at the special steel valve on the control panel.

This is a newly issued top-secret order for submarine parts by the military region.

The requirements are extremely high, especially the high-pressure sealing weld, which must withstand the test of hundreds of atmospheres of pressure in the deep sea.

It cannot tolerate even the slightest pore or sand hole.

"Sizzle—"

Yi Zhonghai wore a heavy protective mask and held a welding torch in his hand.

He was hunched over, his whole body almost pressed against the valve.

Sweat streamed down his wrinkled forehead, stinging his eyes, and he dared not even blink.

Since being demoted to "second-level worker with a criminal record" for embezzling remittances.

His life in that workshop was worse than that of a dog.

Today, he risked his life to win this crucial welding task.

As long as we can weld this seam perfectly, we can make a name for ourselves in front of the experts from the ministry and Director Yang.

Yi Zhonghai will then have the opportunity to redeem himself and regain the treatment and dignity of an eighth-grade worker!

"call--"

More than half an hour passed.

Yi Zhonghai finally stopped welding and exhaled a long breath.

He took off his mask and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

His old face was filled with undisguised arrogance and pride.

"Factory manager, esteemed leaders, the welding is complete."

Yi Zhonghai took half a step back and pointed to the weld that was still slightly red.

"This is a weld I made using the 'fish scale welding' technique I learned in the Soviet Union, combined with my own unique skills."

"I guarantee that the seal of this seam is absolutely the best we have in the factory right now!"

Factory Director Yang and several experts immediately stepped forward, using powerful flashlights and magnifying glasses to examine the object carefully.

The weld seam has a uniform fish-scale pattern and is flat and smooth.

To the naked eye, it is indeed a rare and exquisite work of art.

"Hmm, not bad, Old Yi's cooking skills are quite good."

An elderly expert wearing gold-rimmed glasses nodded, his tone carrying a hint of certainty.

Upon hearing this...

Yi Zhonghai's heart suddenly raced, and he was so excited that his whole body trembled slightly.

Become!

As long as the experts approve, Yi Zhonghai's day of turning things around has arrived!

He had even begun to fantasize about wearing the red armband of the workshop supervisor again.

The image of his disciples, who usually mocked him, bowing and scraping before him once again.

Just as Yi Zhonghai was overjoyed and preparing to receive praise from Director Yang.

A childish yet clear voice suddenly rang out in the quiet workshop.

"The weld is full of tiny air bubbles."

"If it were used on a deep-sea submarine, the valve would explode like a firecracker if it didn't dive to a depth of 50 meters."

"This is simply playing with the lives of frontline soldiers."

The voice just fell.

The people gathered around the control panel all turned their heads at the same time.

There was a five-year-old boy wearing a blue cotton-padded jacket, with delicate features.

With his hands behind his back, he walked over from the direction of the workshop gate at a leisurely pace.

It is Zhang Huaimin, the current "prodigy and national treasure" of the Red Star Factory.

Yi Zhonghai's smile froze instantly.

He looked at Zhang Huaimin, a flash of extreme disgust and panic in his eyes.

Why did this little devil show up at this crucial moment?!

"Consultant Zhang!"

Upon seeing Zhang Huaimin, Director Yang immediately put on a respectful smile and went to greet him.

"Why did you come down to the workshop yourself? You could have just asked me if you needed anything."

The experts from the ministry standing nearby also knew the name of this "hand-made generator" prodigy.

They all dropped their expert airs and looked at him with eager eyes.

Zhang Huaimin ignored the polite exchanges from the others.

He walked straight to the control panel, stood on tiptoe, and glanced at the valve that Yi Zhonghai had just welded.

Just one glance.

With his "precision industrial knowledge reserves" from the system, he instantly saw through the fatal flaw inside the weld.

"Consultant Zhang, you just said... there's a problem with this weld?"

The gold-rimmed glasses expert asked somewhat hesitantly.

After all, they had just examined it with a magnifying glass, and it was indeed perfect.

"No matter how well you do the superficial work, it can't hide the fact that the internal stress is not released evenly."

Zhang Huaimin picked up a small iron hammer from the side.

"when!"

He tapped the edge of the weld seemingly casually.

Miraculously.

That weld surface, which was just praised by experts as "the highest level".

Surprisingly, with just this light tap...

A fine, spiderweb-like crack, visible to the naked eye, appeared!

"hiss--"

The senior workers and experts present all gasped in shock.

It cracks with just one tap?!

If this were actually installed on a submarine...

Under immense water pressure, this is a deadly time bomb!

In that instant, Yi Zhonghai's face turned deathly pale.

He stared in horror at the crack, his legs buckled, and he almost lost his balance.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"I'm a certified level eight welder! I've inspected this weld; there's absolutely no problem!"

Yi Zhonghai roared hysterically, like a gambler who had lost everything.

He cannot accept it.

This is the last trump card that he has painstakingly and desperately tried to use to turn things around.

It was smashed to pieces by a five-year-old child with ease!

"A frog at the bottom of a well."

Zhang Huaimin sneered.

He did not argue with Yi Zhonghai any further.

Instead, she reached out her delicate white hand and picked up the heavy industrial welding torch from the workbench.

"The system extracts and integrates the characteristics of 'future micro-molecular welding'."

He meditated in his heart.

[Ding! Successful extraction of future micro-molecular welding properties!]

[Fusion complete!]

At the very moment the fusion was complete.

In Zhang Huaimin's originally childish eyes, a deep, starry light seemed to flash.

His hand holding the welding torch became as steady as a rock.

They were not wearing a protective face shield.

Zhang Huaimin pressed the switch on the welding torch directly.

"Sizzle—!"

A pure, unblemished, pale blue arc of electricity.

It burst open instantly at the tip of the welding torch.

There were no blinding sparks flying everywhere.

There was also no pungent, burnt metallic smell.

Zhang Huaimin's small hands simply held the welding torch and casually, even carelessly, tugged at the crack.

It took no more than three seconds.

"Turn off the power."

Zhang Huaimin put down the welding torch and clapped his hands.

The entire workshop was deathly silent.

Factory Director Yang and several experts eagerly rushed forward, pointing their powerful flashlights and magnifying glasses at the spot Zhang Huaimin had just welded.

The moment they saw that weld.

Everyone's breathing stopped.

That cannot be called a "weld" at all.

At the spot where it had just cracked, the two special steel plates seemed to have been completely melted and reshaped by some mysterious magic.

Not only is there not a single gap or pore, not even at the micrometer level.

Even the molecular structure of the metal surface is perfectly integrated!

The entire connection point.

It presents a perfect silver thread that is as clear and flawless as natural crystal!

Perfectly natural, a masterpiece of craftsmanship!

"My God..."

The old expert's hand holding the magnifying glass was trembling violently, and his eyes were almost bulging out of their sockets.

"This is a perfect fusion at the molecular level!"

"This isn't just welding technique, it's art! It's a miracle!"

The experts were so excited that their faces turned red. The way they looked at Zhang Huaimin was no longer that of a child prodigy.

Instead, we are looking at a living god of industry!

Dimensional reduction attack!

A complete and utter crushing defeat!

Yi Zhonghai stood there blankly.

He walked forward mechanically, like a puppet on a string.

He snatched the magnifying glass from the expert's hand and stared intently at the perfect silver line.

I only glanced at it.

Yi Zhonghai's wrinkled old face instantly lost all color.

It was as white as a piece of paper used for burning at the funeral.

He has honed his skills for forty years and is very proud of his level eight craftsmanship.

Faced with this "miracle" achieved by a five-year-old child with a casual pull.

It's worse than dog poop on the ground!

He always believed that as long as he still had the skills, he would eventually be able to turn things around.

But now.

Zhang Huaimin used the most hardcore and ruthless techniques to crush him, taking away his self-esteem, all his pride, and his trump cards.

Step on it and crush it to pieces!

He was in front of this five-year-old child.

Forever, I'll be an ant that can never rise above my station!

"Great! That's wonderful!"

Factory Director Yang was so excited that his face flushed, and he led the others in clapping enthusiastically.

"Consultant Zhang's miraculous skills are simply the pillar of our Red Star Factory!"

Factory Director Yang turned his head and looked at Yi Zhonghai, whose face was ashen, his eyes filled with disgust and coldness.

"Yi Zhonghai! Look at the pile of junk you've welded!"

Factory Director Yang made the announcement in front of everyone without any hesitation.

"Your overconfident welding method is nothing but garbage!"

"A near disaster!"

"From today onwards, you are no longer fit to touch a welding torch! Go to the lowest level of the foundry workshop and carry sandbags!"