Chapter 38: Hand-crafting a helicopter? What kind of monster is he!

A few days later.

When Zhou Yonghui was humming a little tune, humming a little tune leisurely, and opened the door to the modification workshop.

The scene before him instantly made Zhou Yonghui's hair stand on end.

"Holy crap!"

"Song Qi! Where is my big helicopter?"

"Where did my big helicopter go?"

Looking at the workshop littered with helicopter parts everywhere, Zhou Yonghui was completely bewildered.

Could I have gone to the wrong workshop...

That's not right!

This is my workshop!

Then where is my helicopter?

From inside the workshop came Song Qi's familiar voice.

"Hey!"

"Where is this number eight screw?"

"This engine is really damn hard to dismantle!"

"Forget it!"

"Let's just use the cutting machine!"

"What kind of damn engine, it starts smoking black smoke as soon as it's turned on, I'll chop you up!"

"..."

Zhou Yonghui froze.

He never expected that he had just gone home to rest for the weekend, and this Song Qi had actually dismantled the helicopter directly...

This is a total disaster...

You have to know, a helicopter isn't a television or a refrigerator that you can just put back together after taking it apart!

Such complex machinery is basically considered scrapped once dismantled!

There is simply no possibility of reassembling it!

Not to mention how difficult it is to assemble a helicopter, many of the core parts equipped in a helicopter will trigger a self-destruct program once they detect external dismantling!

In other words, this helicopter thing breaks as soon as you take it apart!

It has absolutely nothing to do with how good your dismantling technique is...

"Song Qi!"

"What kind of plane are you trying to fly again!"

"You dismantled this helicopter, what are you going to use to modify it!!"

Song Qi lifted his eyes and saw Zhou Yonghui at the door. He didn't even listen to what Zhou Yonghui said, but hurriedly waved his hand, signaling Zhou Yonghui to come over quickly.

"Old Zhou!"

"Get your damn ass over here, this engine is heavy as hell, I can't hold it anymore!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yonghui didn't dare to hesitate; he hurriedly ran over and, together with Song Qi, finally managed to carry the helicopter engine down.

Looking at Song Qi, who was covered in black oil and panting, Zhou Yonghui felt his anger rising even more.

"Song Qi! What kind of fit are you throwing again?"

"You dismantled this plane?"

"What are you going to use to modify it?"

"This armed helicopter's engine self-destructs as soon as you dismantle it; it's all scrapped!"

"Do you know how big of a loss this is?"

Zhou Yonghui's voice, filled with frustration, came through.

Song Qi blinked his big eyes blankly. A moment later, he slapped his head, and only then did he react.

"I was wondering what was going on!"

"This damn engine kept smoking black smoke; it turns out it was self-destructing!"

Beside him, Zhou Yonghui looked at the helicopter wreckage everywhere and Song Qi's handsome face, and really wanted to go up and give him a couple of punches.

In the end, Zhou Yonghui held back.

He didn't go down the path of illegal and criminal activity.

"What do we do now!"

Zhou Yonghui squatted on the ground with a mournful face.

"Should I just go and explain the situation to Old Deng..."

"Also, those things you wanted have already been delivered!"

"Now that the helicopter is destroyed..."

"Everything is over..."

"Over?"

Song Qi seemed completely unable to understand the current situation and scratched his head.

"What's over? What are you talking about!"

"Who told you this helicopter is destroyed?"

"I had to dismantle it like this to proceed to the next step!"

Upon hearing this, a small spark of hope ignited in Zhou Yonghui's eyes, but he glanced at the engine on the ground still emitting black smoke and finally extinguished that spark of hope again.

"The engine, the starting system, and even the propellers are damaged! It can't even be put back together!"

"What are you going to use to proceed to the next step!"

"Are you trying to fool a ghost here!"

Generally speaking, when an aircraft or aerospace engine is damaged, it's equivalent to a human heart stopping; wanting to save it is like snatching someone from the King of Hell.

What's more, Song Qi had dismantled the helicopter into tiny pieces.

Wanting to reassemble it is simply as difficult as ascending to heaven!

Unless Song Qi replaces all the key parts of the original helicopter, only then could he bring this helicopter back to life.

But if that were the case, the cost would probably be higher than building a brand-new helicopter...

"Who said I wanted to assemble it back?"

Song Qi patted Zhou Yonghui on the shoulder, and a strong sense of confidence burst forth from Song Qi.

At this moment, in Zhou Yonghui's eyes, Song Qi seemed to be shrouded in holy light.

So tall and handsome.

"Trash, even if it were assembled back, it would still just be trash."

"I dismantled it just to see if there were any parts on it that could still be used."

"..."

"Alright! Stop emo-ing over there, let's get to work!"

After saying that, Song Qi tossed a wrench to Zhou Yonghui.

He turned around and threw himself into the heated modification work.

Time flew by.

A week passed.

Zhou Yonghui went from being skeptical of Song Qi at the beginning, to "holy crap, that's awesome" later, and finally to complete submission: "You are my father." ===== CHAPTER 40 =====