Reborn Action Star: Starting in Hollywood

"Isn't this... a bit too wild?" Standing atop the sand dune, looking down at the sand slide that stretched downwards, director Miller said with some concern.

"It's alright, nothing unexpected will happen as long as nothing unexpected occurs," Meng Tao said, uttering a perfectly valid but ultimately meaningless statement.

"A skilled craftsman must first have the right tools. Let's go, but I'd like to take a look at the 'iron coffin lid' you prepared," Lin Yuan said with a smile.

"Pah! Don't give yourself such an unlucky name! It's clearly 'Desert Meteor,' as fast as a meteor, what a cool name!" Meng Tao protested.

"..." Lin Yuan was speechless.

This is worse than a name you choose yourself!
"Did you know that most meteors burn to ashes in the atmosphere due to high-temperature friction?" Lin Yuan said.

"No, quite a few landed safely too!" Meng Tao retorted.

"Are you sure that was a safe landing? The one that landed was a meteorite, which usually shatters into pieces upon impact. It would have been better if it had burned up in the air," Lin Yuan complained.

Director Miller: "..."

These two are so unrestrained!
Even if you don't believe in metaphysics, can't you at least maintain a little basic reverence?

Director Miller remained silent, following the two boys who were arguing like children, towards an abandoned two-story building next to the sand dunes.

That was a temporary prop room. Meng Tao opened the door and laboriously dragged out a piece of metal that looked like a door panel.

"This is the sandblasting board I carefully prepared for you," Meng Tao said.

"This is a sandblasting board?" Director Miller exclaimed in surprise.

The sandblasted slab in front of me looks like an old door panel that has been removed. Its surface is pitted and uneven, with a lot of dark red rust. It looks really bad.

Lin Yuan called it an "iron coffin board," but director Miller thought that was too eulogistic. If he were to name it, it would only be worthy of being called "abandoned broken iron gate."

Seeing the disdainful look in director Miller's eyes, Meng Tao said with dissatisfaction, "You guys don't really think this is just a piece of scrap metal, do you?"

Director Miller didn't speak, but his eyes conveyed a very clear meaning: What else?

Meng Tao sighed: "You should have at least basic trust in me. Even if you don't trust my character, you should trust my professionalism."

After saying that, he began to introduce the carefully prepared sandblasting board.

"First of all, the appearance is indeed a bit unremarkable, but that's to fit the movie's plot. The protagonist jumps off the tower, so it's impossible for him to prepare a special sand-running board. He can only pick up a broken door panel from the roadside and start sand-running."

“We know that, skip that, let’s get to the point,” director Miller said.

“Alright, you guys are really impatient. Let me explain first. These tattered grooves on the front aren’t all just for show. These two holes are foot-locking systems for users to slip their feet into,” Meng Tao said, pointing to two of the grooves.

The secret of the foot fixation system lies in two seemingly random grooves, which are inlaid with titanium alloy anti-slip teeth removed from helicopter footboards, arranged in reverse at a 45-degree angle.

When the foot is inserted, the arch of the foot will naturally trigger the memory metal plate hidden under the rust layer, and three 0.3mm thick carbon fiber barbs will pop out instantly, like the tail hook of a desert scorpion, and hook into the sole pattern.

The brilliance of this system lies in:
The greater the positive pressure, the more secure the lock.

However, simply rotating the ankle by 15 degrees will trigger the magnetic release mechanism—this is to prevent comminuted fractures of the ankle joint when flipping the board.

"Wow, that's something special. I never would have guessed that such a shabby thing could have such an ingenious design," director Miller remarked.

Indeed, professional tasks should be left to professionals.

After receiving the praise, Meng Tao became even more proud: "This is just the beginning. The truly ingenious design is all on the sandblasted surface on the back!"

After saying that, he laboriously flipped the entire door panel over.

When the broken door panel was turned over, everyone immediately noticed something unusual.

This is not an ordinary iron plate at all; it has countless densely packed grooves!
"What are you doing? You look like you've been rake-edged out," director Miller asked, puzzled.

"You don't understand, do you? This is designed according to the hydrodynamics of sand particles. Each main channel is 1.2mm deep, 0.8mm wide, and spaced 3.4mm apart, which perfectly matches the average particle size of Taklamakan sand," Meng Tao continued to explain.

"When the plate slides at speeds exceeding 60 km/h, these grooves guide the surface sand grains to form a drag-reducing layer in a supercritical carbon dioxide-like state, much like millions of miniature ball bearings working simultaneously."

"Simply put, the faster you go through the sand, the less resistance you'll experience and the smoother the ride will be. There's also something you might not realize: reducing drag can also decrease bumps and make the forest safer."

After hearing so much from Meng Tao, director Miller was stunned.

He never imagined that such a seemingly simple sandblasting plate would contain so much high technology.

Just as director Miller was expressing his admiration, Lin Yuan suddenly asked:
"Meng Tao, have you considered the possibility of inconsistent sand densities between layers? What if we encounter a high-density sand layer?"

As soon as Lin Yuan asked this question, director Miller immediately realized what professionalism meant!

Although director Miller himself knew that dune bashing and surfing were very different, he always subconsciously mixed them up.

This led him to overlook the fact that the density of seawater is basically uniform when surfing. You don't need to worry about the density of the seawater suddenly changing while surfing, causing a drastic change in the resistance of the surfboard.

However, sand is a solid, and its density will inevitably vary drastically.

Imagine you're speeding through a loose layer of sand and suddenly enter a sandy area with a drastically different density. This could cause the sandboard to overturn due to the sudden change in resistance.

In this situation, falling at high speed onto a sand dune could really be life-threatening.

Faced with Lin Yuan's question, Meng Tao confidently replied:
"Of course I considered that! Look here, I installed an adjustable sand-breaking cone on the top of the board."

The V-shaped device, made from a modified half-truck leaf spring, is normally folded inside a groove. When sand needs to be broken, simply tapping a specific spot on the surface with your heel causes the hardened steel cone to spring out, instantly splitting the sand layer and creating an artificial sand avalanche effect.

Director Miller was stunned by the question-and-answer session between Meng Tao and Lin Yuan.

Is this the highest level in the industry?

Many directors want to know the answer to the question of how Lin Yuan manages to create the most powerful action movies.

To outsiders who are unaware of the situation, it might seem that Lin Yuan himself deserves 90% of the credit for Lin Yuan's films, while others are merely his assistants, carried by Lin Yuan to achieve glory.

However, based on his experience filming "Mad Max: Fury Road," director Miller can say with absolute certainty:

That's absolutely not true!

While Lin Yuan is indeed remarkable, the entire team led by Meng Tao can achieve at least 40% of the desired effect.

Without everyone's collective wisdom and efforts, it would have been impossible to make such a wonderful film.

This is actually very good news for teams at other film companies.

Because Lin Yuan is irreplaceable, but the team can.

The team can achieve 40%, isn't that enough?

Even if Lin Yuan doesn't act in it himself, with such a team, they can still make an extremely exciting action movie.

Director Miller seemed thoughtful; he had begun to consider whether he should continue to ride this fast train long-term.

"Come on, all talk and no action is useless. Let's give it a try?" Meng Tao's words interrupted Director Miller's thoughts.

"Wait!" Upon hearing that Lin Yuan wanted to try out the sandblasting board, Director Miller immediately said, "Wait until I set up the camera and launch the drone!"

Not only are the final footage valuable, but the footage from the process is also valuable material for future end credits features and documentaries, which director Miller would naturally not miss.

From the quicksand fighting arena a few days ago to Lin Yuan climbing the drilling rig just now, director Miller has been constantly recording footage.

After waiting a while, once director Miller was ready, Lin Yuan, standing atop the dune, slipped his feet into the metal plate. Meanwhile, Meng Tao, director Miller, and GAKKI-chan had already climbed into the off-road vehicle, preparing to follow Lin Yuan as he glided and filmed.

Otherwise, Lin Yuan would have slipped out of their sight in no time.

"Are you ready?" Meng Tao asked.

Lin Yuan extended his right thumb, then took a deep breath and got into the zone.

With his mastery of water sports, he is undoubtedly a super genius in the field of surfing.

Although surfing and dune bashing are very different, they also have many similarities.

With his exceptional reflexes, perfect balance, and the support of his innate talent for "Mind-Body Unity," Lin Yuan is undoubtedly at a master level or higher in the field of desert combat.

He was alone facing the boundless sea of ​​sand, the temperature was about 2.5 degrees Celsius, and the air was filled with the dry smell of sand.

He took a deep breath and felt a slight coolness in his lungs, but it was quickly dissipated by his body temperature.

"set off!"

"It's time to go," he murmured to himself, leaning forward slightly.

The moment the sand-cutting slab cut into the sand slope, Lin Yuan felt just the right amount of resistance—neither too loose nor too hard.

He lowered his center of gravity, feeling the subtle changes in the sand as it flowed beneath the board:

The top 5cm layer is a soft, "active layer" where sand grains flow like mercury.

The lower layer is a dense "base layer" that provides stable support.

Occasionally, small stones would be deflected by the blade, making a crisp "clinking" sound.

Lin Yuan felt a high-frequency vibration coming from his shinbone; this was the vibration feedback from the bottom guide channel of the plate rubbing against millions of quartz sand particles.

As the vibrations intensified, Lin Yuan's speed continued to increase.

30 km/h...

40 km/h...

50 km/h...

60 km/h...

The moment the speed exceeded 60 kilometers per hour, Lin Yuan felt the vibration from his feet suddenly decrease by more than half!

This is what Meng Tao was referring to: when the speed exceeds 60 kilometers per hour, these grooves at the bottom will guide the surface sand grains to form a drag-reducing layer in a supercritical carbon dioxide state, just like millions of miniature ball bearings working simultaneously.

It really does get smoother the faster it goes!

Even the well-traveled Lin Yuan couldn't help but feel that this experience was amazing!
As the speed increased, Lin Yuan felt as if he were about to fly.

Lin Yuan felt an instinctive sense of pleasure, but he knew very well that the danger was increasing exponentially.

His current speed has exceeded 80 kilometers per hour. If there is even the slightest accident, even if he falls into a sand dune, his injuries will definitely be more serious than they were a few days ago.

If the speed increases further and exceeds 100 kilometers per hour, his life will be in danger.

Lin Yuan then tensed up and focused as much as possible.

The world began to simplify; Lin Yuan's vision narrowed into a tunnel, and all he could hear was the roar of the wind.

His brain automatically filtered out all irrelevant information, processing only the most crucial data:
There is a natural depression 20 meters ahead!

The sand on the left is more compact, making it better for turning!

The right retaining buckle emitted a faint metallic fatigue sound!

At a sharp turn, Lin Yuan leaned his body to the limit.

The sand curtain scooped up by the blade formed a golden fan shape in the sunlight, and a few grains of sand hit the goggles, making a soft tapping sound.

He noticed that his breathing had become unusually steady, a natural reaction as his body reached its limits.

Just when Lin Yuan thought he could complete the trip smoothly, his speed increased to 110km/h, and an unexpected accident suddenly occurred.

"Crench!"

A strange rubbing sound suddenly came from under Lin Yuan's feet.

A hidden layer of hard sand caused the sandboard to suddenly slip.

Lin Yuan felt a sharp, alarming pain in his spine, but his muscle memory reacted faster than his thoughts:

He pulled back with lightning speed with his left hand, adjusting his center of gravity.

At the same time, calmly press your right foot forward to increase the grip of the front plate.

Guided by these two movements, his core muscles tensed instantly to maintain balance.

The entire process takes no more than 0.3 seconds, and the sand-flushing plate is straightened back onto the track as if by an invisible hand.

Lin Yuan was filled with mixed feelings—this thrill of brushing shoulders with death was indeed fascinating, no wonder so many people like to court death for no reason.

We've finally arrived at the long straightaway before the finish line—the perfect stage to showcase true skill.

Lin Yuan stood up straight, his arms outstretched like an eagle spreading its wings.

The speedometer needle trembled as it pointed to 132 km/h, which had already surpassed the previous world record.

Lin Yuan felt the sand boiling on the bottom of the board, emitting a low-frequency rumble, but it was not harsh at all.

The wind pressure pulled the skin on his face backward, a feeling somewhat similar to when he clung to the plane.

As the sand-scooping plate finally scooped into the soft sand of the buffer zone, Lin Yuan took advantage of the situation to roll sideways and dissipate the force.

He lay on the sand, gazing at the azure sky, feeling the trembling of his muscles and the pounding of his pulse.

The air, at 2.5 degrees Celsius, felt exceptionally fresh, carrying a faint fragrance of sand and dust.

He slowly sat up and patted the sand off the sandboard.

Today's performance was good; the route test was successfully completed.

But we still have one last thing to do to reach today's goal.

Lin Yuan silently ordered in his mind: "System, assess the level of danger of this action scene."

[This action scene is dangerous level A, host challenge success rate: 100%]

[Because the challenge difficulty is too low, the host will not receive any rewards.]

Only Grade A?
Is this pushing me to a higher level? (End of Chapter)