Because each chanical Limb needs to be customized, the efficiency is a bit slow. Initially, Su Xiaocai’s production line design only considered getting the chanical Limbs made quickly; as for efficiency, it will be updated later.
Su Xiaocai pointed out this shortcoming to them.
The military trainees shook their heads, "It’s already very good, it always starts like this, and it will gradually improve."
"By the way, I have an old friend who also lost half a hand and can only do clerical work now. Teacher Su, I’ll put my old face aside and ask if he can be prioritized in line."
"Old man, you can’t lack public spirit. I’ll queue for soone too."
Su Xiaocai spread his hands helplessly, "The factory isn’t under my control. You’d better ask Admiral Bai, his sister is in charge."
A few old fellows had stern faces, lost in thought.
It’s not aid at Su Xiaocai, they’re thinking about how to speak with Admiral Bai.
That guy Admiral Bai respects them but prefers his own soldiers and will definitely prioritize them first.
Ai Shengping cleared his throat gently, reminding them, "First look at the samples. If we understand thoroughly, we might be able to help improve the factory’s capacity."
"Yes, yes, that’s the way," the young trainees agreed, fearing these old folks might really ask Admiral Bai for slots.
They are scholars—though sowhat authoritative, it’s inappropriate for them to interfere in military affairs.
Admiral Bai is also their superior; respect should be given.
The chanical Limbs delivered by Bai Fu were clearly made with great care.
The trainees only dared to touch the surface, pondering what structure might be inside.
They were embarrassed to ask as this concerns trade secrets.
Since Su Xiaocai taught them, he might as well tell them what these chanical structures contain and what materials and principles they use to operate.
Material synthesis wasn’t discussed; if these old guys knew everything, they might bury themselves in experints and forget to attend lectures.
When leaving, the trainees were reluctant to go.
Ai Shengping secretly considered whether to change jobs after the competition.
If Su Xiaocai needed researchers, he’d move in without a second thought.
The entire experintal building was filled with instrunts, but apart from the chanical arms on the assembly line, there were no human traces.
In the absence of people, it always feels desolate and vast.
Before Ai Shengping could speak, a young trainee volunteered, "Teacher Su, do you need researchers in your lab? Even chores would do."
This drew the glaring eyes of many seniors, "Even if researchers were needed, it would be us first." Expressing it alone is inappropriate.
As people age, they should beco gentler, yet their words were sharp and powerful.
Su Xiaocai realized never to offend these old professors; when they scold, it’s genuine, without a single curse, yet leaving one utterly humiliated.
The young trainees were unconvinced and wanted to argue but were tongue-tied, unable to outscold them. They vowed to practice their verbal skills well in the future.
Ji Li: "..."
So, this group of unbeatable scolding professors must have unique ways of passing down skills.
...
Around ten at night, Su Xiaocai just finished his Qi Sensing training.
Soone unlikely to appear here appeared at the laboratory door.
The tall figure seed a bit uneasy, and the security by the door glanced over several tis.
Ji Heng was blushing slightly.
Su Xiaocai: "Co in, just sit over there."
The laboratory had many chairs for the trainees to sit on, which she also liked, having a place to sit anyti was nice.
Ji Heng sat down, not needing Su Xiaocai’s invitation, and made tea for her.
Su Xiaocai only picked it up, not drinking.
The tea was so strong that the bottom of the cup couldn’t be seen. If it were Ji Li, he’d probably only choose to brew pure chrysanthemum tea.
"Say what’s on your mind, no need to be so nervous."
"Coming to you this late, you won’t tell my brother, right?" Ji Heng’s icy expression made it hard to associate him with being a brother’s boy, but he was, fearing Ji Li, listening to him, and admiring him greatly.
"Am I that idle? So why did you co so late?" Su Xiaocai laughed.
Ji Heng took a deep breath. "I want to have a superpower. To quickly gain a superpower."
Unexpectedly, Ji Li, whose driving skills surpassed most people’s, would want this.
Su Xiaocai was quite curious about Ji Heng’s thoughts, "Superpowers aren’t sothing everyone can have. Most people spend their whole lives without ever awakening them. If you can’t have one, would you feel disappointed?"
Ji Heng already knew this would be the answer; so people are more powerful because they inherently possess special abilities.
Thus, he was determined and longingly hoped to beco a superpower user.
He feared denying the path to having superpowers without having tried hard enough.
Although Ji Heng was a brother’s boy, he had his own thoughts, and Ji Li never controlled him—at most, he’d call him stupid after he did sothing dumb.
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