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...
An overwhelming surge of joy engulfed Wang Lv in an instant, like a tsunami!
His mouth was open, but no sound came out. His eyes were wide open, his chest was heaving violently, and his fingers were trembling slightly uncontrollably.
He could even hear his heart pounding wildly in his chest! The surprise came too suddenly! Too intensely! Far exceeding his wildest imagination!
Howard's half-peeled apple fell to the ground with a "thud," rolled a few times, and got covered in dust.
He stared at Mingzhao in disbelief, as if he were seeing her for the first time.
This little devil... just how many out-of-the-time "gadgets" does she have in her head?!
Mingzhao frowned almost imperceptibly as he looked at the two of them, who were so shocked they were speechless.
She understood that they needed time to process this information increment.
She didn't say anything more, turned around and walked straight into the main room.
Wang Lv and Huo Hua were still immersed in the huge shock until the sound of papers turning over came from the main room.
Wang Lv suddenly came to his senses and almost scrambled inside!
Howard quickly picked up the apple, ignoring the dirt, wiped it on his clothes, and hurried after him.
Inside the main room, Mingzhao was already sitting at her small table piled with various tools and parts.
She casually picked up a pencil and a few sheets of research paper, and the pencil tip moved quickly across the paper!
Without rulers or references, her movements were as fluid as breathing, exuding a breathtaking confidence and familiarity.
The pencil scratched across the paper, making a soft, ethereal sound.
The lines extend, intersect, and take shape rapidly on the paper.
Intricate gear structures, complex transmission linkages, flexible material designs that mimic human tendons, and densely packed arrays of miniature sensors…
A design drawing of a robotic arm, so complex it's dazzling, yet so clear and precise it's down to the millimeter, is being created from her pen at an incredible speed!
Wang Lü and Huo Hua stood on either side of her behind her, holding their breath and staring intently at the rapidly forming blueprints.
Wang Lü was so excited that his whole body was trembling slightly. He seemed to see countless soldiers who had lost their arms picking up their rifles and tools again!
This is more than just technology! It's hope! It's the power to reshape lives!
In just over ten minutes, a complete, clearly labeled design drawing of the robotic arm, which even included key material requirements and basic neural signal connection principles, was presented on the paper! Its complexity and ingenious design far exceeded the drawing previously submitted to the Red Star Factory for making the robotic leg parts!
Mingzhao put down his pencil, picked up the blueprint, and calmly handed it to Wang Lü, who was still immersed in the huge shock and whose brain was almost shut down, just like handing over an ordinary instruction manual.
"Here you go." Her voice remained calm and even. "Basic type. Mechanical arm."
With trembling hands, Wang Lü solemnly accepted the drawing, still warm from the pencil, as if it were the most precious treasure in the world.
The paper was light, but in his hands it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds!
Looking at the exquisite structures on the blueprints and the markings that were ahead of their time, he was almost overwhelmed by immense happiness and a sense of mission!
"Thank you... Thank you so much, Comrade Mingzhao! The country and the army will never forget your contributions!"
Wang Lü's voice choked with emotion; this dignified military region leader was as excited as a child at this moment.
Mingzhao simply waved his hand dismissively, as if he were casually handing a neighbor a scallion: "Pictures of legs. Organize them. I'll give them to you together."
She was referring to the more fragmented design ideas she had when making the mechanical leg, which needed to be organized into complete drawings.
"Great! Great! I'll arrange it right away! I'll immediately assign the most reliable and top-notch experts to assist with the sorting! Absolute confidentiality guaranteed!"
Wang Lü repeatedly assured him, carefully keeping the blueprints of the robotic arm close to his body, as if he were carrying the secret code to a nuclear bomb that could change the world order at any moment.
He looked at Mingzhao with excitement, his eyes filled with unprecedented awe and gratitude, and wanted to say something more to express his thanks.
Mingzhao, however, had already picked up the old alarm clock connected to the dark blue metal block again, and without looking up, gave the order to leave: "Alright. You can go now. Don't make a sound."
Wang Lv: "..." All the gratitude and excitement he felt were instantly swallowed back.
But he wasn't annoyed at all; on the contrary, he felt it was perfectly natural! This is the true spirit of a dedicated researcher!
"Alright, alright! I won't bother you! Comrade Mingzhao, you're busy! Howard, take good care of Comrade Mingzhao! If you need anything, just let me know!"
Wang Lü responded repeatedly, and with an overwhelming sense of joy and awe as if on a pilgrimage, he left the courtyard with light steps, as if he had become twenty years younger.
Howard watched the chief practically skip away, then looked at Mingzhao, who was engrossed in his little gadget again, and sighed with a mixture of helplessness and pride.
He picked up the apple that had fallen on the ground and went to the tap to wash it carefully.
"next time,"
He peeled off the dusty parts, cut the remaining intact fruit into pieces, placed them on a small plate, and gently pushed it to Mingzhao's side, his voice carrying a gentleness he himself didn't realize, "If the chief comes again, let me know in advance so I can prepare some quick-acting heart medicine for him."
He was genuinely afraid that one day Wang Lü would be sent away by Ming Zhao's series of "surprises".
Mingzhao didn't look up, but simply stretched out two fingers, precisely picked up a piece of apple, and stuffed it into her mouth with a crisp, clean crunch.
Not far from the courtyard gate, under the dense shade of an old locust tree.
The silent figure, who had disappeared for a long time and was wearing faded blue overalls, reappeared like a ghost.
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