"Hey!" Shaw’s face changed instantly, and he greeted Nora Scott warmly, "Ma’am, it’s done. A bit late, weren’t troubled, I hope?"
"?"
Everyone looked bewildered.
Nora Scott lifted her eyelids and said plainly, "Bring it up."
"Okay!" Shaw responded with a cheerful smile, turning his head to shout at the people, "Quick, quick, quick, bring it in!"
"..."
Then, amidst a heap of confused glances, a large group marched in, carrying sothing unknown, covered with a black cloth, a huge object, enough to occupy a third of the conference table.
They were all rough folk, under Shaw’s command, they moved it to the conference table, forcing the experts to clear out, the tabletop swiftly cleared.
"What’s the aning of this?!"
"Shaw, what are you up to, can’t you see the situation?!"
"Nora Scott, don’t think so random tricks can make us approve your far-fetched engineering drawings!"
...
The experts were reluctantly pushed aside, gathering around, their targets aid at Nora Scott and Shaw.
One after another.
Who knows what kind of trick they’re trying to pull.
"You all said you didn’t understand, didn’t you?" Nora Scott smirked, rubbing her right wrist, walking toward the stage with an unabashedly confident deanor, "Since we’re colleagues, I won’t hold back, let teach you a lesson—"
She stretched out her hand, pinching the fabric.
She laughed freely, "Practical teaching, showing you what real chanical techniques are!"
At the sound of the last word, the experts felt a shock to their core. In the next mont, with Nora Scott’s motion, the fabric was pulled away, revealing a real architectural model to everyone’s sight.
Magnificent, spectacular, exquisite.
"..."
So were stunned, so amazed, so shocked, and so dropped their jaws to the floor.
At this mont, both Deputy Llewellyn and Ryan Ford stood up in surprise, their faces showing astonishnt, unable to calm down.
Daniela Esteves turned pale.
Shaw, however, was chuckling, gesturing his n to leave and closing the door, rubbing his hands, "Ma’am, you teach without worry, if anyone doesn’t listen, I’ll deal with them for you."
"What, what is this?"
Indeed too shocked, the questioning person’s mind hadn’t yet processed.
"Can’t you see? It’s a model made from my Ma’am’s engineering drawings." Shaw placed his hands on his hips, looking complacent, raising his chin and entering mockery mode, "Just that draft you couldn’t understand last week, I—Mr. Smith, a world-class craftsman—crafted it out. How about it, learned sothing new?"
Everyone: "..."
The results were indeed stunning, and from a certain angle, extrely admirable. Yet, Shaw’s arrogant smug deanor paired with a "you’re nothing" tone was seriously undermining any admiration.
Clearly having world-class skill, yet showing no elegance, like a greenhorn unaware of the world.
"This is made from those drawings?" Deputy Llewellyn exclaid in amazent.
"What else?" Shaw replied smugly.
Soone questioned, "Just a week!"
"Underestimating my team? Back then, the workload my Ma’am gave us—" Shaw spread his arms trying to talk big but caught Nora Scott’s warning glance, he changed his tack, "Forget it, with this kind of model, a week is quite lengthy!"
"..."
Everyone montarily silent.
They did want to praise a few words... but Shaw’s attitude wouldn’t allow it!
"It’s just a model, why can it prove her engineering drawings are feasible?!"
"You just looked at the drafts and could make a model?"
"Just talk about the basics of electricity, how is this solved?! It’s still wishful thinking!"
"Even Master Silver said he couldn’t understand it, and Nora Scott’s chanical techniques wanting to show off—isn’t that laughable to people!"
...
Deep down unwilling to believe Nora Scott, the experts started nitpicking, determined to find flaws.
Nora Scott raised her eyebrows, looking at Shaw.
Shaw took a deep breath of "Alright then," then hoisted a bucket of water, heading straight for the model on the table.
"Two kiloters from the cliff, there’s a river, with a great flow." Nora Scott had a bamboo flute in her hand, as she moved it, the bamboo flute pointed to a certain place in the model.
Shaw, carrying the water, tilted the bucket mouth, pouring straight down.
The model included an engineering model and a simple geographical model, roughly reproducing geographical conditions.
Shaw used this bucket of water to simulate river water, the water flow striking, the chanisms began to operate, engineering connections were extrely precise, although rushed, not individually recreated, the final result was largely similar.
It was like an ancient "waterwheel," using the impact of the flow to operate the entire chanism, slight changes clearly visible.
Eventually, the "elevator" on the cliff face actually started moving on its own.
Everyone was astonished.
No electricity used, no technology, all chanisms were used.
"This..."
Daniela Esteves took a cold gasp.
How could it be!
How did Nora Scott do it?!
As soon as she spoke, the experts rembered her presence and turned their attention to her.
"Master Sliver, what’s going on? Even you couldn’t understand it?"
"What kind of black technology did she use, is it within the realm of your chanical techniques?"
"Really, no electricity needed, just using water to make the chanism operate automatically?"
...
The experts bombarded her with questions.
"This is just a model. Whether it can be practically implented, it’s hard to say." Daniela Esteves steadied herself, her gaze sweeping over Nora, "Captain Smith only took a draft, it wasn’t restored based on your drawings, right? Implenting engineering on a cliff is already difficult, a model made in a week has too many flaws."
As soon as she questioned, the attention in the room shifted back to Nora.
Nora fiddled with the chanism, which abruptly halted. Shaw naturally stopped his actions and set the bucket aside.
"The construction period was rushed, it certainly couldn’t be perfectly recreated." Nora said nonchalantly, "Right now, it’s just at the stage of confirming the drawings. The model is just to make it easier for you to understand. So... are you going to listen to or not?"
"..."
Daniela was choked by the retort.
The experts exchanged glances at each other.
"I’ve looked at the drawings, and within my knowledge field, I can’t see any flaws. It’s even solved many problems we needed to face." Deputy Llewellyn smoothed his beard and said with a smile, "Hall Master, please go ahead. We’re all ears."
Ryan Ford pulled his thoughts away from the drawings, exhaled a long breath, and expressed, "Go ahead, no one will interrupt you."
With two team leaders expressing their support, the others, even if unwilling, could only quiet down and listen to Nora’s explanation.
Nora then used the bamboo flute as a pointer, going through different parts of the chanism with them.
The basic principles were actually understood by everyone.
But the key is that chanical techniques can be ever-changing, with structures as complex or as simple as they co. It’s really hard to start without a master leading the way.
Nora didn’t speak in any profound or unfathomable terms; every part was explained in a simple and understandable manner.
At first, the experts were half-understanding, but the further she went on, the more alard they beca, each expression becoming more serious, with so mouths forming an "O", yet they were completely unaware of it.
Nora seed casual, yet what she said was so professional it made them sweat with embarrassnt.
She addressed the problems they encountered, providing precise answers. So of the answers matched theirs, while others took shortcuts, clearly the optimal solutions;
She talked about the principles of chanical techniques, clearly understanding more than Daniela Esteves, who usually hemd and hawed, even using the sa vocabulary but providing clearer explanations;
She touched on a lot of knowledge, including but not limited to mathematics, physics, geology...
Learnt.
And broad.
If she weren’t a girl in her twenties, just from listening to her talk, they would definitely consider her soone with endless experiences and scholarly dedication.
Prior to this, their imdiate impression of her was: superficial, arrogant.
Now, after sensing her level, thinking back on her earlier behavior, they could only realize—many of her seemingly arrogant remarks were simply the plain truth.
Her arrogance stemd from her confidence;
Her confidence stemd from her knowledge.
...
Why, why, why!
The experts shouted in their minds.
Why is it that despite her genuine talent and learning, she also possesses such an uninhibited temperant, leading them to collectively misjudge—thinking she was just an ignorant novice!
"...That’s it. Any questions?"
This lecture went directly until one in the afternoon.
"..."
The crowd was silent for a mont.
"I have."
"I do too!"
"Several questions here!"
...
The experts responded one after another, gathering around Nora.
"Oh, ask later." Nora gave them a sweeping glance, saying lightly, "I’m hungry."
The experts: "..."
Even if we acknowledge your prowess, we won’t recognize your professional attitude!
In the corner.
Frank Ford and Thomas Langley, who had both taken a nap, exchanged glances and couldn’t resist laughing quietly, the last bit of sleepiness dissipating.
The next mont, sothing even more exhilarating ca—
"By the way," Nora’s lips curved into a smile, her eyes narrowing like a fox, "when are you going to call grandma online?"
The experts: "..."
In a single sentence, all favor was lost.
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