After a space interception and a wormhole穿越, Ming Zhao opened her eyes to find herself in 1970 as the "little pitiful one" abused by her adoptive parents.
The Alliance's new scien...
News of Howard's fainting soon reached Mingzhao's ears.
Minglang accompanied Mingzhao to the hospital to visit Huo Hua.
After learning how Howard got injured again, Minglang patted Howard on the shoulder!
"I've met that old lady once before, and she's definitely a bit difficult! Just getting rid of her so she won't bother my sister anymore is fine!"
Howard nodded: "Chen Cheng will handle it!"
Mingzhao looked at Huo Hua and silently handed him a bottle of water.
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In the past few days, the core area of the Northern Machinery Research Institute has been shrouded in a tense atmosphere, as if a storm is brewing.
The lights in the top-secret conference room No. 1 were on all night.
The sounds of heated arguments, table-banging, and even occasional roars emanating from inside could be faintly heard through the heavy soundproof door.
The researchers coming in and out all had solemn expressions and hurried steps, as if they were rushing to a battlefield.
Zhang Mingyuan locked himself in the conference room, staying up all night.
He personally oversaw the project, demanding that the project team follow the approach Mingzhao pointed out—a direction they had never considered before, or one that had been obscured by erroneous calculations—and conduct the most rigorous and extreme simulation calculations and stress analyses.
The results of the calculations were increasingly alarming!
The wind tunnel simulation data is getting closer and closer to the critical point given by Mingzhao!
When Zhang Mingyuan was presented with a series of shocking reports and comparative data, his hand holding the reports trembled uncontrollably!
The paper made a rustling sound.
Cold sweat soaked his back.
Not just close, but far exceeding! The stress concentration coefficient in that region, under extreme conditions of supersonic speeds at specific high altitudes and encountering strong convection currents, far exceeds their previous safe estimates!
Under such extreme loads, the material could not even last half of its theoretical lifespan! And the minor accident investigation report, which had been deliberately downplayed and attempted to be internalized, now became the most powerful evidence.
The fracture point of the wreckage clearly points to the area of the seventh rib!
Exactly as Mingzhao said!
"Dean, did this really come from that person who didn't want to join the research institute?"
"This person is no ordinary person!"
"Such talent might have just returned from abroad..."
"But it would take a huge price to keep them here!"
“I can let him use my lab, as long as he’s willing to join us…”
"Old Feng..."
All the people in charge of this project started arguing among themselves about which team this person should join!
"Bang!"
Zhang Mingyuan slammed his fist hard on the heavy conference table! The impact made the teacups jump!
An overwhelming sense of shame and lingering fear, like a cold, venomous snake, instantly coiled around his heart, almost suffocating him!
Their proud achievement actually hides such a fatal flaw!
If it weren't for Mingzhao...
Zhang Mingyuan dared not think any further. A chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head!
"I'm done arguing. I have my own opinion on this!"
"Old Zhang, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Early detection and prevention are always good..." Vice President Chen Ming patted Zhang Mingyang on the shoulder.
Zhang Mingyuan shook his head with a wry smile, looking as if he had aged twenty years in an instant.
For researchers like them, the most frequent problem is data errors, which lead to failure.
But what we fear most is failure due to data errors.
Those were all living, breathing human lives...
They, like him, deeply love this country and this land beneath their feet…
Zhang Mingyuan closed his eyes. He dared not think too deeply, burying even the deepest guilt deep within himself, waiting until he saw his motherland prosper before apologizing to the soldiers who died in the accident.
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Three days later, at dusk, the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the windows, casting a blood-red hue over the exhausted research institute.
Zhang Mingyuan sat alone in the now deathly silent Conference Room No. 1, his face ashen and his eyes sunken, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
There was a gentle knock on the door.
"Come in," Zhang Mingyuan said, his voice hoarse and dry.
His capable assistant, with an equally solemn expression, walked in with a final confirmed report, placed it in front of him, and spoke in a low, heavy voice.
"Dean... the final review results are in. Comrade Mingzhao... the problems he pointed out are entirely correct. The structural strength and material fatigue life of the seventh rib area under high-altitude supersonic countercurrent airflow have serious design flaws and calculation errors. It is... it is a major safety hazard. We... almost caused a disaster!"
Although he already knew the truth, Zhang Mingyuan still closed his eyes in pain and hunched over slightly when his assistant confirmed it.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, but they also showed a hint of clarity after surviving a disaster and... awe.
We should have awe for the young girl who saw through their fatal flaws with just one glance.
"Is Comrade Liu Wenjun still at the institute?" Zhang Mingyuan's voice was unusually hoarse.
“LiuGong has been waiting for news, right here in her office,” the assistant replied.
"Please have her come over here immediately."
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A few minutes later, Liu Wenjun, feeling uneasy, walked into the dean's office again.
These three days were equally agonizing for her. She didn't know what kind of turmoil was brewing within the research institute, but the oppressive and tense atmosphere made her heart pound.
Zhang Mingyuan didn't look at her; he simply pushed a slip of paper bearing the institute's bright red seal and his signature to the edge of his desk.
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