Chapter 17: What? Go to the Provincial Level? Scare the Experts and Professors?

The next day, Feng Yan called everyone together in the workshop:

"Brothers, there's a new development. Recently, there's a 'Provincial Intelligent Equipment Exhibition' happening."

"Let's organize our current achievements during this time; we're going to the provincial level to scare the experts and professors!"

"Maybe we can even pull in some investment support or something."

"Go to the provincial level? Scare the experts and professors?" Wang Hao's eyes went round as saucers upon hearing this.

The micro-thruster in his hand almost fell to the ground.

His voice instantly rose:

"Brother Feng! For real? Can our... can we get on that kind of stage at the provincial level?"

"Of course it's real! Professor Han recommended it personally!"

Feng Yan straightened his back, feeling a sense of shared honor.

"It's said to be a conference related to 'Intelligent Manufacturing and High-End Equipment'; the standard is quite high!"

"And according to Professor Han, there are some reasons for this time that can't be explained too clearly."

"However, the main focus of this exhibition is leaning towards military industry, and our..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the "big treasures" in the warehouse

—the exoskeleton equipment that could move fluently after being worn, the device that could laser-light a cigarette (scratch that), the precision mosquito-killing device.

The robot dog that could spray fire from its rear to accelerate, and Wang Hao's box of "munitions."

He racked his brains to find a word:

"... doesn't our stuff just happen to fit 'Intelligent Manufacturing and High-End Equipment'? It's the perfect time to make an appearance!"

Wang Hao jumped three feet high, his voice cracking:

"Brother Feng! Can... can our stuff really be thought of in terms of military use?"

He pointed at his pile of "fireworks," his hand shaking as if he had Parkinson's.

Chen Guang's hand, which was adjusting his glasses, also became unsteady, his breathing as rapid as if he'd just finished a 1000-meter run:

"If... if it's an application scenario suitable for military use,"

"The energy level of the laser, the control precision, and the cooling system all need to be completely overhauled!"

"The core of the recognition algorithm also needs a major blood transfusion!"

Even Li Yang walked silently to his exoskeleton.

His fingers traced the cold metal joints.

His gaze was as sharp as if he were appraising a peerless divine weapon.

Feng Yan watched this group of guys who had instantly ignited.

The feeling of "painting a big picture" in his heart was swept away.

Replaced by the certainty that "these boys can really get things done."

He pressed his hands down:

"Stay steady! If you take too big a step, you'll easily tear your crotch!"

"The most important thing right now is to set up the stage for the seminar firmly and put on a beautiful show!"

He walked to Li Yang's side, no longer mentioning the DIY thruster.

Instead, he pointed at the joints and overall structure of the exoskeleton:

"Old Li, this set of yours, just being able to walk and carry things—in that kind of setting, the scope is too small."

"Think about it, what if it could demonstrate stronger battlefield adaptability?"

"For example, add simple protective modules, demonstrate stable movement under simulated interference?"

"Or, integrate more advanced sensors to achieve target identification and tracking in complex environments?"

"What we need to display is not a machine, but the prototype of a future individual soldier system!"

A sharp light flashed in Li Yang's eyes, and he immediately responded:

"The protective modules can be modified using the composite armor plates currently in the warehouse."

"Environmental perception and target tracking... will need the support of Chen Guang's LiDAR and recognition algorithms; the hardware interface can be redesigned."

"No problem!" Chen Guang responded immediately, his thinking instantly opened up.

"If we increase the laser scanning frequency and resolution, combined with multi-spectral recognition, we can absolutely lock onto specific targets quickly in complex backgrounds!"

"It won't just be identifying mosquitoes anymore!"

Feng Yan nodded approvingly and looked at Chen Guang:

"Old Chen, your laser—you need to look further ahead. Don't always think about performing surgery on mosquitoes."

"This time, show me something more hardcore."

"—For example, long-range precision ablation of specific materials (pay attention to safety ranges and compliance!)"

"Or, demonstrate the ability to continuously track and illuminate small, high-speed moving targets!"

"That's what deserves the words 'High-End Equipment'!"

Chen Guang took a deep breath: "Isn't that like the laser guns in movies?"

"Understood! I'll immediately redesign the optical path and cooling system; the power and precision must go up by an order of magnitude!"

"Although current conditions can't achieve a perfect replica."

"However, I will upgrade it before the exhibition so that the progress of the laser R&D can be seen by those experts."

Finally, Feng Yan's gaze fell on Wang Hao, his tone carrying unprecedented seriousness:

"Old Wang, your 'low-cost precision projection' is our trump card this time!"

"Don't think about bringing skyrocket monkeys to play anymore."

"Get me a real, scaled-down verification missile that can embody your core control technology!"

"Focus on highlighting your 'simple guidance principle' and 'autonomous attitude control' capabilities!"

"Make those experts see it at a glance."

"Do you know what it means if this set of ideas of yours is slightly scaled up and replaced with proper fuel and aerospace materials!"

"That is the true foundation of our great nation's future!"

Wang Hao was so fired up he stood at attention, his voice booming:

"Mission guaranteed! I'll bring out my best skills and create a 'mini-missile' prototype!"

"I guarantee it will be both smart and obedient!"

With the mission clear, the three instantly transformed into scientific research maniacs, and a near-heavy excitement filled the warehouse.

Li Yang began to redesign the exoskeleton's integrated interface and protection scheme, the blueprints rustling as he drew;

Chen Guang was frantically calculating new laser parameters and algorithm models on the computer;

Wang Hao began carefully mixing more stable, higher-energy test fuel.

And designing mini-servos and control circuits.

Feng Yan watched this bustling scene.

He knew it was time for him, the "Logistics Director," to exert his power.

He walked to the corner of the warehouse, took out his phone, and began his "extreme resource operation."

The first call went directly to Professor Han.

"Professor Han, it's me, Feng Yan. Am I disturbing you?"

"... Ah, it's like this, our team attaches great importance to the exhibition participation qualification you recommended."

"We feel it's a rare opportunity and want to bring out something with real weight; we can't lose face for you."

"... Yes, so we've made some... well, more forward-looking adjustments to the R&D direction."

"We've encountered some practical difficulties, mainly with some special materials and key components... Ah?"

"You say you have a student in the materials laboratory under the Northern Industry Group?... Yes, yes, TC21 titanium alloy?"

"High-purity silicon nitride ceramic substrates? And anti-interference high-precision MEMS gyroscopes?"

"... That's great! Thank you so much, Professor Han! I'll have our bureau connect with the procedures and processes immediately; it will be absolutely compliant!"

After hanging up the phone, the excitement in Feng Yan's heart was self-evident.

Professor Han's connections were truly top-notch!

He immediately sent an encrypted message to Section Chief Wang.

Briefly explaining the need to coordinate a batch of special materials and high-precision devices "for key technology verification of key tracking projects."

Section Chief Wang looked at the list and thought:

"Didn't they say it was civilian R&D? Why do some of these materials not look like things civilian equipment could use?"

Anyway, the higher-ups were interested in this project group.

Section Chief Wang didn't say much more.

He replied directly to Feng Yan:

"Received, will cooperate fully, starting the expedited process immediately."

Having handled the most hardcore part, Feng Yan didn't stop.

He continued to harass the various gods in his address book.

A senior who was working on control algorithms at an aerospace institute.

Was persuaded by him and agreed to remotely guide the optimization of Wang Hao's "simple guidance" logic;

An old classmate at the Institute of Optics and Mechanics.

Agreed to "lend" them a set of laser performance testing equipment that was about to be scrapped but had perfectly functional core features...

A few days later.

When Feng Yan was driving the borrowed small van.

Transporting batches of special materials and high-precision devices labeled with various confidentiality tags and internal serial numbers.

And even that heavy set of laser testing equipment back to the warehouse.

Even Li Yang stopped his work and walked over to examine them carefully.

Wang Hao looked at those materials and parts that shimmered with a metallic luster and exuded industrial aesthetics.

His mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg:

"Brother Feng... these... these things, some of them I've only heard of!"

"Where did you get them? This path is too wild!"

Feng Yan wiped the sweat from his brow; although tired, he felt incredibly satisfied.

He smiled mysteriously:

"Remember, brothers."

"In the future, when we do R&D, our vision must be on the stars and the sea, and our path must be ahead of what the country needs!"

He watched the three people in the warehouse who were completely boiling over because of this batch of "hard goods."

Watching Li Yang start to reinforce the exoskeleton frame with materials far exceeding the previous specifications.

Watching Chen Guang debug the professional laser testing equipment.

Eyes flashing with unprecedented light, watching Wang Hao design his "mini-missile" with those high-precision gyroscopes and servos...

Carefully...

Feng Yan leaned against the door frame and drank some water happily.

He seemed to have already seen the stunned expressions of those experts at the seminar.

"Tsk," he smacked his lips. "

Don't scare them too much when the time comes." ===== CHAPTER 18 =====