Chapter 209: Fighter Jet Noise Reduction Plan

Actually, Liu Xiaotian really didn't take this matter to heart.

It's just a trivial task; moreover, although he has these things in his mind, he is no longer the original Liu Xiaotian but formerly a poor-student rich second generation, and he has zero interest in those squiggly letter symbols and formulas.

Rather than let those things mold in his own brain, Liu Xiaotian would rather give them to someone who is interested in them.

For example, the old class monitor in front of him.

It's clear that Zhou Tianzuo is almost obsessed with aircraft and machinery; Liu Xiaotian feels honored to be able to help such a veteran.

Of course, for this body, which is the debt formerly owed by Liu Xiaotian, his successor naturally also has to repay it.

Previously, Fan Tianlei had reminded him of the task assigned by that research institute; before being ordered to go to Unified World School to participate in this training camp, he actually spent two full days writing fifty pages of A4 paper, front and back, filled with various symbols and formulas.

Just as his fingertip barely touched the edge of those papers, Zhou Tianzuo suddenly moved, and his speed was even faster than that of Liu Xiaotian, who had officially become a first-class special forces soldier with strength and speed over twenty percent higher than that of veteran Xu Tianlong; he snatched those note papers in one grab, still feeling somewhat unsafe, he turned and rushed into the 'secret room' where Liu Xiaotian and Tang Xinyi had previously studied before their match, carefully locking them inside the safe. After coming out again, Zhou Tianzuo's mood seemed to have steadied a bit; he walked straight up to Liu Xiaotian, took a deep breath, and asked:

At one, one look `nothing, one wrong version%!'

As he spoke, Liu Xiaotian reached out to grab those finished note papers.

Now such an 'emergency' has happened—see what you're going to do, kid!

But at this moment, they don't mind at all; they're actually eager to see the jokes of this lucky, enviable guy! Damn it, is there any heavenly principle left? You kid have good talent, your training progress is faster than ours—which can't be changed; even if we risk our lives we can't catch up to your steps, that's fine. Even something like peach‑blossom luck, you kid is also so favored? This is just too unfair!

"Little Tian, what do you want me to do to repay you? Too bad Old Zhou never had a daughter back then; otherwise I would have forced her to marry you no matter what."

Or did you think Qin Yuxi was just sitting nearby?

Liu Xiaotian heard it clearly, but he didn't take it to heart; he just casually replied, "Not much, over thirty‑five percent."

Pfft!

"How much... can it reduce?" Old Zhou subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked cautiously.

What could he say? What else could he say? Reducing jet engine noise—that's exactly the 'silent technology' the relevant departments have been painstakingly researching, right?

A whole table of food, not yet finished, was just ruined by those three guys.

Zhou Tianzuo: ……

Liu Xiaotian really didn't expect that the over‑forty‑year‑old Old Zhou would have such strength; he firmly gripped Liu's wrist until it ached, his force almost matching a vise.

"Really?!" Old Zhou's breath grew uneven.

Two seconds later, Old Zhou suddenly lifted his head, grabbed Liu Xiaotian's one night with both hands, his eyes staring at least twice as wide as normal, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets; probably because he's older, his body is far from what it used to be, his body still slightly trembling, his voice changed:

Pfft!

"Thirty‑five percent… give or take…" Liu Xiaotian, feeling unsure because of Old Zhou's excited appearance, didn't dare say 'or more' and changed it to 'give or take.' "Class Monitor Zhou, this is data on the relevant improvement plan for reducing fighter jet engine noise; I think you'll find it useful going forward."

Just because that's what he thought in his heart doesn't mean any of those three guys opened their mouths to speak.

What, you're staging a protest? In front of Qin Yuxi, who currently has a very good chance of becoming 'Mrs. Liu,' you say you regret not having a daughter, otherwise you'd insist she marry Liu Xiaotian; what does that mean? Are you saying Qin Yuxi isn't good enough for Liu Xiaotian?

"Of course, can I fool you on this? Class Monitor Zhou, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"

But these three seemed to not care at all about it; instead, they simultaneously widened their eyes at Zhou Tianzuo, their faces wearing extremely strange expressions.

Pfft!

I originally thought Old Zhou was sensible enough to create an opportunity for these two seemingly fast‑developing youngsters to get along.

Now, facing Old Zhou's renewed thanks, Liu Xiaotian really feels somewhat unworthy of it.

But I never expected—turns out it's not like that at all!

But soon, those three guys all stared collectively.

After listening to Old Zhou's endless thanks, Liu Xiaotian felt he ought to live up to such gratitude, so he had to leave Old Zhou something more.

"You say… how much?!"

"If that won't work, I'll get you something else."

He Chen Guang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu, who still had food in their mouths and were craning their necks to watch this side, were startled by Old Zhou's shocked expression and almost simultaneously spat out the food in their mouths.

Saying it, doing it, he immediately turned and went into Zhou Tianzuo's dormitory, fetched paper and pen, wrote another ten‑plus pages of sixteen‑size note paper with a 'swish swish swish', handed it to Old Zhou, and quietly told him:

According to Jiaweis, these fifty pages of front‑and‑back material, in this world that it calls a 'first‑class script,' would take at least three months to fully decipher and convert into the knowledge they need.

Although the three of them are on very good terms with Liu Xiaotian, if they ever faced a life‑or‑death situation on a mission, anyone would surely sacrifice themselves to save the others at a critical moment.

"Oh, not bad, not bad, three percent…" Old Zhou muttered unconsciously, then suddenly froze as if his acupuncture point had been struck.

Why?

They all wanted to see the excitement, to see how Qin Yuxi would handle this 'emergency' right before their eyes.

Because after hearing those words, Qin Yuxi's facial expression didn't change at all; she simply rose slowly and walked to Liu Xiaotian's side.

He Chen Guang and the others thought Qin Yuxi would surely lose her temper no matter what, but unfortunately she didn't.

Qin Yuxi merely walked to Liu Xiaotian's side, smiled, linked her arm with his, and said without any dissatisfaction: "Class Monitor Zhou, I don't know what Liu Xiaotian gave you, but I can see it's important to you; so I fully understand your happiness, but even if you had a daughter, there would probably still be a question of who comes first, right?"

By the time she finished speaking, Qin Yuxi's tone had completely switched to joking.

(End of chapter)