Courtyard House: My Time Travel is a Bit Too Strong

After informing his family, Lin Quan drove alone to Duzhou.

Southwest Industrial Group is located in Duzhou, more than 200 kilometers away from Longshan County.

Duzhou was the capital of Sichuan Prefecture, with a stable economy and a dense population.

In its early years, Yuzhou was under the jurisdiction of Sichuan Prefecture, but it was upgraded to a directly administered prefecture of China more than 20 years ago.

After arriving in Duzhou, he found a hotel to stay in. Just after nine o'clock the next morning, he appeared on time in front of the gate of the Southwest Industrial Group.

"Engineer Lin!" Upon receiving the message, Wang Zhennan quickly came out to greet him with several middle-aged cadres.

"Chairman Wang," Lin Quan nodded with a smile.

"This is Lin Quan, a seven-star engineer from our Huaxia Industrial Group; this is Lei Kun, chairman of Southwest Industrial Group, and Xu Yunfei, a six-star engineer..." Wang Zhennan introduced them while smiling.

"Mr. Lin is so young, yet his achievements are astonishing." Lei Kun extended his hand, his smile genuine.

After shaking hands and exchanging pleasantries with everyone, Lin Quan followed the group into the aircraft final assembly workshop.

He personally inspected each item one by one, and after a moment nodded and said, "You can start assembling now."

The finished aircraft has a diameter of 120 meters, with a streamlined, disc-shaped design that is thicker at the center and thinner at the edges.

The central protrusion is as high as 15 meters, while the outermost ring is less than 10 centimeters thick.

Lin Quan is temporarily staying in the dormitory of the Southwest Industrial Group factory area, and he guides the workers on-site every day.

Assembling, riveting, bolting, precision welding... the aircraft changes its appearance every day.

Xu Yunfei, in his early fifties, couldn't contain himself. His expression was a mixture of doubt and anticipation as he asked, "Engineer Lin, can this aircraft really travel at fifty times the speed of sound in the atmosphere?"

"The theoretical upper limit is indeed fifty times the speed of sound, but whether we can actually reach that number depends on the test flight data," Lin Quan answered simply.

"I heard that you were also in charge of designing the small reactor?" Xu Yunfei asked with a smile.

"I drew the blueprints, but the actual product was made by Chairman Wang and his team," Lin Quan said calmly.

Two weeks later, the main body of the aircraft was assembled.

Lin Quan completely imported the operating system developed by Xiaobai into the aircraft's main control unit.

Power on and perform a self-test, check each problem one by one, and repair each fault one by one.

"How is it?" Wang Zhennan asked, leaning closer.

"No problem," Lin Quan replied.

"The test flight permit has been approved, and we will officially take off tomorrow," Lei Kun added.

"It's getting late, let's go to the cafeteria for lunch." Wang Zhennan glanced at his watch.

"Mr. Lin, I'll have to toast you a couple more times later!" Xu Yunfei said with a loud laugh.

"Drink less, we have to oversee the test flight tomorrow." Lin Quan waved his hand.

"Right, right, I almost forgot." Xu Yunfei nodded with a smile.

The group entered the cafeteria, ordered several hot dishes, and chatted while eating, creating a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere.

At 8 a.m. the next morning, at the insistence of Lei Kun, Wang Zhennan and others, Lin Quan was left on the ground to watch the ceremony and was unable to board the plane.

Three fighter pilots boarded this behemoth.

The aircraft has a diameter of 120 meters, and its height reaches 15 meters within a 50-meter radius from the center.

With its extremely spacious interior, it can be easily adapted into a super bomber, super transport plane, super fighter jet, super rescue platform, super air combat center, and more.

It slowly drove out of the final assembly workshop, its posture steady, like a car leaving the garage, unhurried and unhurried.

"Headquarters, Cloud Skies request takeoff."

"Activate stealth mode, then take off."

The engines roared in succession, and the aircraft lifted off the ground smoothly.

"Cloud Sky, increase thrust and climb."

The pilot pulled back on the stick with a swift and decisive motion.

The aircraft suddenly accelerated, soaring straight into the sky.

Sixty seconds later, the altitude was three thousand meters.

One hundred and twenty seconds later, the altitude reached 10,000 meters.

How are you feeling physically?

"Everything is normal, there are no abnormal reactions."

"Continue climbing until you experience physical discomfort."

As the Sky continued to ascend, the earth rapidly shrank and thinned in view.

"Fifty thousand meters."

"One hundred thousand meters."

"I can't believe it... I simply can't believe it."

"Mr. Lin, can this thing really break through the atmosphere?"

"As designed, it can easily make a round trip between the Earth and the Moon."

"A round trip between the Earth and the Moon?!"

"This stress-relief system..."

"Cloud Sky, descend to an altitude of 30,000 meters."

"Roger that, commencing descent."

Before he finished speaking, the altitude had already been firmly set at 30,000 meters.

"Cloud Sky, conduct speed tests along the Kyushu airspace."

"Understood, enter Mach 1..."

"Mach 10 - the fastest in the world".

"Mach 15 - beyond the realm of reason."

"Mach 20 - more powerful than most missiles."

"Mach 30—the passengers remained stable throughout the entire flight. Engineer Lin, I'm impressed."

"Mach 40—even a gravity-boosted warhead can't catch up."

"Engineer Lin, wasn't the capped speed Mach 50? It's 55 now."

"I left some margin, in case the finished product doesn't meet the specifications in the drawings."

The test flight lasted two hours and seventeen minutes, and the Yunxiao spacecraft returned safely to Earth.

"Let's name the first prototype 'Cloud Sky One'."

"The highest-flying and farthest-traveling No. 1, 'Yunxiao-1,' truly lives up to its name."

After clinking glasses with Wang Zhennan and Lei Kun, Lin Quan drove his modified Tanker 500 back to Zhongjia Village alone.

My father, Lin Weijun, will turn fifty the day after tomorrow; my mother will also turn fifty in a few days.

He was hosting his family's 50th birthday banquet, so he adjusted his car again overnight and headed straight for Haizhou.

"Small reactors can power the system; one refueling is enough for 100 years."

"An unofficial eight-star engineer—just one step away from the legendary nine-star engineer."

With the Yunxiao spacecraft in hand, China's offensive and defensive capabilities have suddenly leaped several levels.

Southwest Industrial Group is operating at full capacity to accelerate mass production.

One? That's far from enough.

Some things are like mushroom bombs—you can do without them, but you absolutely cannot live without them.

After receiving and making several phone calls, Lin Quan stepped into Haizhou City the following afternoon.

"Brother Quan, long time no see!" Liu Yu greeted him with a smile.

"Here it is." Ma Tao took out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to each person.

"Business is booming." Lin Quan glanced at the two long queues outside the door.

"It's been more than half a year since we last met. What have you been up to?" Li Xiong asked.

"I did something worthwhile," Lin Quan smiled. "Let's have a couple of drinks tonight."

"Just drinking won't do! We have to do bullfighting!" Ma Tao slapped his thigh and laughed.

After closing time, Lin Quan treated everyone to a meal at a restaurant.

In recent months, his dividends have been deposited into his account on time, without missing a single penny.

After a hearty meal and drinks, he didn't touch the steering wheel.

The three of them played bullfighting for more than two hours. He opened the trunk and took out several packs of cigarettes and several bottles of liquor.

"Wow, where did you find this?" Ma Tao stared at the words "Exclusively for Sale" on the box, and paused for a moment.

"These were gifts from others—two packs of cigarettes and two bottles of wine for each person," Lin Quan said with a smile, handing them over.

"This kind of stuff is practically impossible to find on the market, so I'm not going to be polite." Li Xiong reached out and took it.

"I'm not chatting anymore. Let's get together again sometime. Keep in touch by phone." Lin Quan turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the street corner.