Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

"It has a diameter of 20 meters, a radius of 10 meters, a central dome that is 5 meters high, and a blade that is thinner than a scalpel."

"The outermost layer is covered with an ultra-high temperature ceramic composite plate, and the inner lining is an aerospace-grade titanium-niobium-zirconium alloy."

"Let's test the waters with the fuel-powered version first, and then switch to nuclear drive once the reactor is stable."

The controllable replication of the treasure bowl has long made it possible to mold miniature nuclear reactors as easily as toy building blocks.

"Put the weapon systems aside for now—being able to fly, carry heavy loads, and speed is enough."

While comparing the aerodynamic curves of the J-20, the thermal shield logic of the Space Shuttle, and the stealth profile of the B-2, he began to shape, weld, nest, and debug.

In less than thirty minutes, the shimmering silver disc was quietly suspended above the test flight field.

Climb into the spacious cockpit and lightly touch the start button with your fingertips.

All eight engines spewed fire downwards, and the surging thrust lifted the entire machine, making it as stable as a rock three meters off the ground.

It swayed slightly as soon as it took off—Lin Quan immediately noticed the uneven thrust.

With a focused thought, all eight engines instantly locked their frequencies and synchronized, abruptly stopping the vibration.

"Hovering done, let's try level flight."

The two forward engines shut down, while the remaining six propelled the vehicle at full power. The silver disc pierced through the clouds, transforming into a silent streak of light, and soared to ten times the speed of sound.

The device remained completely still, and not a single heat mark appeared on the outer casing.

Lin Quan stood upright, his breathing even and smooth—with his extraordinary physique, this acceleration was nothing special.

"Eleven times."

"Twelve times."

"Thirteen times."

……

"At the limit of twenty times, it can't last five minutes—the materials are about to give out."

Seeing the fuel gauge plummeting, he subtly filled the tank with fuel in an instant.

At eighteen times the speed of sound, the silver disk sped along the stratosphere at a depth of ten thousand meters, like a thrown knife.

Where is the unusual noise coming from? (Change it.)

Where is the airflow disordered? Adjust it.

Where is the temperature control too high? (Additional information)

Unafraid of crashes, with unlimited fuel, all problems are corrected one by one during the high-speed run.

After more than three hours of skimming close to the ground over mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, and making hundreds of in-flight adjustments, this disc was finally tamed and as easy to control as an extension of its own arm.

"Relying on copying and refueling is too crude; let's stop with the fuel-powered version and move on to the reactor."

After a few more days, the second-generation space shuttle quietly rested in the center of the field, its entire body gleaming with a cold, deep blue light, as silent as a giant whale in the deep sea.

With a diameter of 30 meters and a peak height of 8 meters, it can break the speed of sound by 20 times. It has four miniature nuclear fusion reactors, sixteen high-frequency electromagnetic cannons, and eight miniature thermonuclear shock cannons... It is officially named "Yaoyang".

After test-flying the reactor-driven aircraft, Lin Quan smiled slightly, feeling a sense of reassurance.

If it weren't for the bottleneck in materials, the speed limit of aerospace-grade spacecraft would be far more than twenty times the speed of sound.

In terms of flight within the atmosphere alone, a speed of twenty times the speed of sound is already approaching the critical point of heat resistance and compressive strength of current alloy and ceramic composite materials.

Before the creation of the Shining Sun, the world's fastest atmospheric flight vehicle, the Blackbird 2, was only around ten times the speed of sound.

Without developing new materials that are harder, more heat-resistant, and more deformation-resistant, Lin Quan, no matter how many ideas he has, cannot create faster aerial weapons.

"With the Radiant Sun, replicating Earth will be much easier. The equator is about 40,000 kilometers long, and at twenty times the speed of sound, it can make a complete circle in less than two hours."

Leaving the aircraft behind, he turned and plunged into the in-depth debugging of the replication capability.

With a thought, a thick and dense layer of titanium alloy armor instantly covered his body.

"Magneto controls metals and magnetic fields; I can replicate everything exactly as it is."

After returning to Earth from the cloned planet, he immediately retested his ability thresholds.

"The copying speed has decreased by nearly 100%, but it's still perfectly adequate for practical use."

"The mental perception radius is fifteen meters—as long as it is within fifteen meters, wherever the thought goes, it can be copied."

"If you are surrounded by a group of armed thugs, even if you don't hide in a replica of Earth, you can simply wrap yourself in a super high-strength and tough alloy shell that is several tens of centimeters thick in the blink of an eye, and you will be as solid as a rock."

"All replicas can be disassembled in reverse from the Treasure Bowl; anything not produced by the Treasure Bowl, no matter how sophisticated, cannot be broken down."

Around 5 p.m., Lin Quan strolled into the kitchen.

Can't cook? No problem. With a thought, one after another, glistening, fragrant, and steaming hot dishes appear.

Over the years, he has eaten at countless restaurants, sampled every kind of food, and devoured every night market, so he has tens of thousands of authentic recipes in his head.

"One serving of Yuzhu's signature braised pork, and Chef Chen's scallion oil lobster from Tianxianglou..."

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen plates of colorful, fragrant, and well-shaped delicacies were already laid out on the table.

Too lazy to wash and cook rice? Just turn on the copy function, and a pot of fresh rice, each grain distinct, soft and chewy, will be steaming hot in no time.

A moment later, Qin Huairu and the others returned to Shanshui Bay by car.

"Honey, you've prepared so many delicious dishes!" Zhou Wenli, who bore a striking resemblance to the goddess Guan from her past life, leaned closer and took a few deep breaths, her eyes lighting up.

"It was ordered from outside," Lin Quan said casually.

Ever since he figured out how to replicate dishes, he has rarely gone to eat at the Fule Building anymore.

"This sweet and sour pork ribs tastes almost exactly the same as the one Yuzhu makes." Qin Jingru picked up a piece and savored it.

"Master Li's skills, his surname is Li, not Yuzhu," Lin Quan answered crisply without changing his expression.

"Want to have a couple of drinks?" Qin Huairu asked with a smile. After getting their marriage certificate, she had already settled down in Shanshui Bay.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, everyone was slightly tipsy and got up to stretch their muscles.

"Even with my superhuman physique, I'm slightly out of breath while practicing this routine."

Looking at his family members around him, each with their own unique demeanor and vibrant energy, Lin Quan sat quietly, regulating his breathing and initiating the concentration meditation from the highest yoga practice.

Qin Huairu, Qin Jingru, and the others also sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and slowly entered a meditative state.

After a long while, he drifted off to sleep, feeling completely at ease.

The next morning, he turned on his computer and checked the operational status of his companies and factories one by one.

"After I personally treated them, Yi Donghai and the others are in very good physical condition, and they can work until they are eighty years old without any pressure."

"The Yan couple manage the accounts, and the finances are crystal clear. After the New Year, it's time to promote Yan Jiekuang, Yan Jiefang, and Yan Jiedi and give them a raise."

"I spent a lot on buying houses and land this year, but my account balance has increased instead of decreased—the US dollars and Singapore dollars have all been converted into Hong Kong dollars, and it looks like it will break through the HK$400 billion mark."

Thinking of the growing tensions on the other side of the river, Lin Quan sighed softly.

The cross-sea layout will have to wait about four more years.

After reviewing the recent updates from various companies, he pondered for a moment and made a decision: a general salary increase for all employees after the New Year.

"The year-end bonus for ordinary employees will be five times their monthly salary..."

Once the plan was finalized, he sent it directly to He Yuzhu for execution.

He Yuzhu, who spends most of his time in front of the computer, has a skill level far exceeding that of his peers. He is as familiar with various office software as he is with chopsticks.

On the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month, Yaoyang Group held its annual celebration.

After receiving their salaries and year-end bonuses, everyone except those who stayed on duty took a long holiday.

On the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Quan boarded a flight to Beijing.

He stopped by Qin Jingru's parents' house and then flew back to Hong Kong alone.