Chapter 162 Does this...exist on Earth?



There was a deathly silence all around.

The piercing tearing sound lingered above the precast concrete platform, reaching everyone's eardrums.

Mingzhao held the piece of blueprint she had torn out, which represented the core area of ​​the project team's "invisibility reshaping," her expression calm and unwavering, as if she were merely brushing away an unsightly speck of dust.

The torn blueprint remained on the drawing board, its irregular hole and red dotted lines like a mocking wound, starkly exposed to everyone.

Wang Tiezhu's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and his burly body trembled with extreme rage.

He took a sudden step forward, his thick fingers almost poking Mingzhao's nose, his roar like thunder: "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?! This is the key design plan we spent countless sleepless nights finalizing! Do you know how precious these drawings are?! Who do you think you are, daring to tear them up?!"

His fists were clenched so tightly that they turned red from the force.

His spittle almost sprayed onto Mingzhao's face.

The other engineers and technicians on the platform also came to their senses, their eyes filled with shock, confusion, and intense anger as they looked at Mingzhao.

Zhang Mingyuan's expression also changed, and he smiled helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

He hadn't expected Mingzhao to start in such a dramatic way.

Academician Zhang Meng's gaze behind her glasses was sharp as a knife, staring intently at Ming Zhao's hand holding the piece of paper, then at the glaring hole in the drawing board.

He didn't immediately get angry, but the atmosphere around him was terrifyingly tense.

She needs an explanation, an explanation sufficient to quell public anger! Otherwise, she will immediately exercise her authority as the person in charge.

Mingzhao ignored their roars and Wang Tiezhu's almost fiery gaze.

She didn't even glance at Wang Tiezhu.

Her gaze calmly swept over the empty space on the drawing board, and then fell on the blank drawing paper next to it.

There was no explanation, no argument.

She raised her hand and casually tossed the piece of scrap paper she was holding into the wastepaper basket next to her.

The movements were understated, yet they carried a resolute determination to completely negate the past.

Immediately afterward, under the almost fiery gazes of everyone, Mingzhao picked up the largest drawing pencil on the drawing board.

There were no rulers or compasses, no templates.

Her wrist moved.

The pen tip touched the snow-white drawing paper without the slightest hesitation, drawing straight lines that could only be replicated by the most precise instruments.

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The scratching sound of the pen tip scraping against the paper became the only sound on the platform, jarring and suffocating.

Feeling anxious, Wang Tiezhu took a deep breath under Academician Zhang Meng's gaze, his eyes fixed firmly on Mingzhao.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the seemingly magical pencil.

First, the nose cone.

A sharp, almost perfect rhomboid cone leaps off the page!

The lines are clean and crisp, and the angles are so precise they're almost unbelievable.

This completely overturns the traditional design concept of round or blunt round machine heads!

Next is the air intake.

There was no straight-through option, nor was there a simple tilt.

Mingzhao's pen tip smoothly outlined an extremely complex "S"-shaped structure, like a twisted snake's belly!

This unprecedented shape is dizzying to look at, let alone manufacture!

The wings are no longer straight or simply swept back.

The sharp, incomparably triangular arrowhead shape extends from the tip of the pen, with the wing and body blending seamlessly, like the talons of a raptor.

The tail is no longer a square single piece, but has become two large-angled double tails, like two sharp blades thrust at an angle!

Even more astonishing is the wing leading edge, air intake lip, vertical tail edge...

All the sharp edges and seams that could potentially create strong radar reflections are covered by an incredible, finely arranged yet orderly microstructure, like serrated teeth!

This is just the appearance!

Seeing Mingzhao start showcasing his skills, Zhang Mingyuan felt relieved. He knew Mingzhao's abilities well and looked at this person destined to become a pillar of the nation with a look of satisfaction.

On her slender shoulders, the nation is destined to become strong, prosperous, and powerful!

Mingzhao's pen did not stop.

She began to mark the space next to the main outline.

It's not text, but a series of mathematical symbols and physical formulas that are extremely concise!

The dimensions specified are not standard sizes, but tolerances accurate to the micrometer level!

And some unheard-of material properties: absorption rate, dielectric constant, permeability, and high-temperature limit for specific frequency bands...

These numerical requirements were so stringent that they gave the materials experts present goosebumps!

Her hands were as steady as a rock, and her eyes were so focused that she could only see the white paper under her pen.

The entire drawing process was smooth and seamless, without any pauses or modifications.

It was as if the fighter jet had already existed in her mind, and this was merely a projection of it into reality.

Time stood still at that moment.

Wang Tiezhu's sarcastic remark got stuck in his throat, turning into a hoarse gasp. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the lines that were taking shape, lines that exuded a futuristic, violent beauty.

The other engineers and technicians were also completely stunned, their mouths agape, their eyes shifting from anger to extreme shock and bewilderment.

All the aviation knowledge they had acquired in their lives seemed so pale and laughable in the face of this blueprint!

Zhang Mingyuan slowly loosened his clenched fist, his eyes bursting with uncontrollable joy and excitement!

He made the right bet! This is the "zero" he brought back despite all opposition!

This is the hope for breaking free from the shackles of technology!

The pencil finally stopped.

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