Chapter 9

After Chen and his party left.

The corner booth seemed to still have the residual warmth of being shrouded in an invisible aura just now.

Feng Yan pinched the stiff business card in his pocket.

Feeling like he was holding a freshly baked roasted sweet potato, hot, but reluctant to let go.

Li Yang was still in a subtle state of downtime.

Staring at the place where the exoskeleton stood just now, his eyes a bit straight.

Until the silence left after the livestream closed was broken by the smart speaker at the adjacent booth.

"Wisdom empowerment, linking the future..." the loop playback broke, and the two finally came back to their senses.

"I... go!" Feng Yan lowered his voice and cursed.

But it carried uncontrollable excitement and surprise.

"Li Yang! See it! Provincial Academy of Sciences! Deputy Director! Chen Jiuming!"

"This... this is simply a novice village player going out and bumping into a full-level god-equipped NPC and actively issuing a hidden mission!"

Li Yang nodded heavily, his throat moved.

Wanted to say something, finally only squeezed out two words: "... Awesome."

【Holy crap! Livestream recording just now! Historic moment!】

【Wolf Boss and partner brother's confused look is so real!】

【Report! Hurry up and write the report! I'm already looking forward to the follow-up!】

【Brothers, hit 'face' on the public screen! (Although the livestream is closed)】

Feng Yan took a deep breath, forcing his high-speed brain to cool down.

He looked at the message notifications still jumping constantly on the phone screen.

(Mostly fans who watched the livestream coming to inquire about the situation)

Said to Li Yang: "Forget about these for now, we must act immediately!"

He pulled Li Yang, who was still a bit dazed, and disassembled and packed the exhibits at the fastest speed.

The parts that originally felt heavy and heavy, now carried on his shoulders, Feng Yan felt much lighter.

As if what he was carrying was a ticket to a new world.

The two almost rushed back to the familiar and messy "Tie Lang Gong Fang" without stopping.

Once the things were put down, Feng Yan couldn't wait to take out the business card again.

Looking at it carefully against the light, as if he could see a flower.

"Li Yang, the opportunity is once in a lifetime, but whether we can grasp it depends on this report."

Feng Yan's expression was unprecedentedly serious, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"This report, can't be like the previous packaging to deal with Section Chief Wang."

"Nor can it be like the dry technical parameters in our own notes."

"It must be written... so that experts at Chen's level can see the value and potential at a glance."

"See that not supporting us is going against technological progress!"

Li Yang was also completely awake at this moment, he pulled a chair and sat down, opened his laptop, his eyes sharp:

"Technical part, data, drawings, algorithm logic, I'll organize it, guarantee accuracy."

"Okay! I'm responsible for integration, elevation, and... um, 'strategic presentation'."

Feng Yan said without avoiding:

"We must let the leader feel that supporting us is investing in the future, is seizing the strategic commanding heights!"

The warehouse instantly turned into a temporary "wartime command headquarters."

The air was filled with a peculiar atmosphere mixed with machine oil, noodle smell, and high fighting spirit.

Li Yang turned into a ruthless code and data organization machine.

All design drawings, test data, algorithm flows, failure cases, and improvement processes.

Classified, organized into rigorous technical documents that were almost harsh.

On his computer screen, various curve charts, structure diagrams, and code segments scrolled rapidly.

Feng Yan exerted the "pen-holder" skills he had practiced for many years in the system.

And his speculation on the leader's thinking mode and upper-level policies, started to build the macro skeleton and soul of the report.

He no longer just described the exoskeleton walking and jumping.

But focused on emphasizing its potential application value and strategic significance in fields such as "individual soldier load-bearing mobility improvement," "special environment (such as firefighting, rescue) operation assistance."

And "human replacement in extreme situations."

He combined Li Yang's ingenious "earthy" designs.

With international cutting-edge academic concepts such as "passive dynamics theory," "underactuated control strategy," etc., to associate and compare.

Instantly elevated the theoretical depth and style of the project.

"Here, add a sentence, 'Its unique technical path shows the potential possibility of achieving asymmetric technical breakthroughs in specific application scenarios'."

Feng Yan pointed to the screen and said to Li Yang.

Li Yang frowned and looked at that awkward sentence: "... Is it too mysterious?"

"Not mysterious at all!" Feng Yan waved his hand, looking determined.

"This is called strategic forward-looking statement! We must let the leader feel that our vision is standing in the future looking at the present!"

The two often argued until their faces were red for a wording.

"This word is too conservative, change to 'significant advantage'!"

"This data is not shocking enough, put the last extreme load (although it only lasted five seconds)"

"That set of data also put it up, use remarks to explain it's an extreme situation!"

"Application scenario here, expand it again, for example... high-end manufacturing precision assembly assistance?"

"Right! This is good, sounds high-end!"

Feng Yan even "shamelessly" borrowed (adapted) some directions and viewpoints from Professor Han's guidance email before.

After clever desensitization and repackaging, it was integrated into the report as "third-party observation by senior industry experts."

Greatly increased the weight and credibility.

Master Zhou from the processing factory next door occasionally came to deliver new parts that were helped to be processed.

Seeing the two of them disheveled, eyes green, full of draft paper and noodle cups, couldn't help but click his tongue:

"Good guy, you two have this energy, even scarier than when I was doing technical tackling back then! Are you going to build an atomic bomb?"

After not knowing how many nights he stayed up, how many cups of strong tea that could be used as ink he drank, and how many versions he overturned.

A report that was more than thirty pages long, with pictures and text, solid data, rigorous argumentation, and a tempting and "scientific" prospect description:

"Report on Technical Evaluation and Development Suggestions for 'Tie Lang' Exoskeleton and Bionic Robot System" was finally born.

Feng Yan looked at the printed, thick stack of reports that still carried the residual warmth of the printer.

Rubbed his bloodshot eyes, his voice hoarse but carrying a determination like a soldier about to step onto the battlefield:

"Go, I'll go find Section Chief Wang. This time, let's see what else he has to say!"

Holding this heavy report that condensed countless efforts and wisdom (and caffeine), he muttered in his heart:

If it doesn't work this time.

I can only... go back and inherit the two acres of vegetable fields my father has (not really)!