I started with a ship full of max-level veterans, and I'm just a complete noob.

Workshop No. 1.

The red brick factory was as hot as a steamer.

Dozens of workers in blue canvas overalls surrounded the huge Soviet high-frequency induction furnace, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Wu Hanzhang personally took charge.

The old man wasn't even wearing gloves. He was holding a pair of rusty pliers and was laboriously modifying the wiring while lying on the bottom of the machine.

Factory Director Zhang stood to the side, clutching a pocket watch tightly in his hand, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

In the corner, Liu Shouxin huddled behind a tin cabinet, his triangular eyes gleaming with malice. (╬◣д◢)

Bomb it!

Explode it now!

Once this broken furnace explodes, this kid's prodigy aura will be completely shattered!

Liu Shouxin cursed wildly in his heart.

Jiang Ming leaned leisurely against the door frame, his hands in the pockets of his old suit.

Ten minutes later.

Wu Hanzhang struggled to crawl out from under the machine.

The old man's face was covered in soot, and his clothes were completely soaked with sweat.

"Factory manager, the 12-ohm bypass resistor is soldered shut."

"The current slope of the seventh segment was also set at 0.65, just as Xiao Jiang had suggested."

Wu Hanzhang was panting heavily, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

Factory Director Zhang suddenly waved his hand, his voice booming like thunder.

"Serve the ingredients!"

"Power on and test run!"

Two young workers quickly put on heavy asbestos gloves and carefully carried ten unprocessed glass bulbs, placing them one by one onto the machine's conveyor belt.

Click.

The heavy green start switch was pushed up forcefully.

The massive machine suddenly emitted a deep hum.

The coal slag on the entire workshop floor began to vibrate violently.

All the indicator lights on the furnace wall lit up red.

Everyone stared intently at the transparent observation window.

Liu Shouxin swallowed nervously, his fists clenched tightly.

The glass bulb slowly slides into the high-frequency heating zone along the conveyor belt.

Normally, the temperature in this location would spike like crazy.

Due to the overcurrent, the glass bubble wouldn't last more than five seconds before it shattered into pieces.

Five seconds.

ten seconds.

Fifteen seconds.

The thermometer pointer in the observation window rose steadily, drawing a perfectly smooth curve.

Under the intense heat, the ten glass bulbs gradually developed a clear and beautiful luster.

There are no cracks.

There were no unusual noises.

Everything was so perfect it was unbelievable!

"We've passed the first heating zone!"

An old worker shouted excitedly, his voice cracking.

Liu Shouxin's face twitched violently.

impossible!

This was absolutely a coincidence!

Once we get into the core area, it's definitely going to be blown up!

One minute later.

Ten perfectly fired, transparent glass bulbs slid smoothly out of the discharge port along the conveyor belt.

Ding-dong.

The crisp clanging sound was unusually loud in the deathly silent workshop.

Not a single one exploded!

100% success rate!

The entire room was silent for a full three seconds.

boom!

The entire Workshop One erupted in a frenzy of cheers, as if a bomb had been dropped on it! (≧▽≦)

The workers were so excited that they threw their safety helmets high into the air.

Several veteran workers were so moved that they wiped away tears.

The mission is saved!

The factory was saved!

Wu Hanzhang seemed to have all his strength drained away, and he plopped down on the coal dust-covered ground.

The old man stared at the ten flawless glass bubbles, his lips trembling violently.

The next second, he suddenly sprang up from the ground and rushed to Jiang Ming, his large, calloused, and oily hands grabbing Jiang Ming's hands tightly.

"Xiao Jiang! You're a genius!"

"You are absolutely a genius!"

Wu Hanzhang roared excitedly, his eyes completely red.

"I've been working in technology for almost thirty years, and today I've truly had my eyes opened!"

"How is your brain structured?!"

Jiang Ming's hands ached from the old man's grip, but he secretly enjoyed it. (✧◡✧)

Just now, a golden light flashed faintly in his mind from the "Record of Human Connections".

Wu Hanzhang's initial trust has been established, and we are not far from gathering famous calligraphic works!

Factory Director Zhang was also beaming with excitement. He strode over and slapped Jiang Ming hard on the shoulder.

"Good lad!"

"You've done a tremendous service today!"

"If this machine can't be fixed, I, the factory manager, will have to resign!"

Factory Director Zhang surveyed the room with an air of authority, his voice echoing throughout the workshop.

"The cafeteria is giving everyone an extra two large meat buns for lunch today!"

"Xiao Jiang, I'll put this in your file right away when I get back to the office!"

The audience erupted in enthusiastic cheers once again.

Amidst the frenzied cheers, Liu Shouxin's face had turned a deathly ashen gray. (°Д°)

He knew he was completely finished.

This huge accusation not only failed to be pinned on him, but instead propelled Jiang Ming to the top of the factory's pedestal.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Liu Shouxin shrank back in a disheveled manner and slunk out of the workshop along the wall.

That figure looked like a stray dog.

Jiang Ming watched Liu Shouxin's retreating figure, a mocking sneer curling at the corner of his lips. (￣ー￣)

Are you trying to play the game of using someone else to do your dirty work?

You old fox, you probably don't even know which way the blade is pointing.

After half an hour.

Red brick office building, factory director's office.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the ticking of the old-fashioned wall clock.

Factory Director Zhang solemnly opened his desk drawer and took out a file folder with a red "Top Secret" stamp.

This is a personnel file issued from above, and Director Zheng's personal seal is clearly stamped on it.

Factory Director Zhang picked up his pen, preparing to write a note highlighting Jiang Ming's meritorious service on his resume.

He knew this kid was someone important.

The higher-ups had given prior notice, saying that this young man was someone that Mr. Qian Xuesen valued highly, and that his file was classified as "confidential," giving the factory all the necessary resources.

"Given the connection with Mr. Money, plus the fact that this kid truly possesses extraordinary abilities."

"After the Third Electronics Factory, it seems a real dragon is about to emerge."

As Director Zhang muttered to himself, he carefully opened the cover of the file.

clack.

The moment the cover was opened, a thin, brittle, yellowish-brown kraft paper slipped out from a hidden compartment in the file and floated onto the desk.

Factory Director Zhang was taken aback.

He put down his pen and picked up the piece of brown paper with a puzzled look.

The paper did not specify any job title or organization.

The content consists of only one short sentence.

"Protect this only child."

The handwriting was messy, as if it had been hastily written under extremely urgent circumstances.

Factory Director Zhang's gaze casually swept to the bottom right corner of the note.

The next second, he jumped up from his chair as if struck by lightning. (°Д°)

His eyes widened in shock, and his breath stopped completely.

There was no name or seal at the bottom of the note.

There is only one eye-catching, bright red hand-drawn five-pointed star!

In the center of this red star, a tiny lightning bolt symbol is secretly drawn.

Director Zhang was a soldier, and a veteran liaison officer on that brutal underground front back then.

He knows this symbol all too well.

This was a top-secret, deadly code name that only the head of a core underground radio station was authorized to use in dangerous enemy-occupied areas before the founding of the People's Republic of China!

Those are figures of that caliber; each one is a lone hero dancing on the edge of a knife.

As long as it's an order issued by them using this red star with lightning, they must protect it at all costs, even if it means sacrificing an entire company!

The factory manager's hand holding the note began to tremble uncontrollably.

Cold sweat dripped down his face.

"This kid... not only has Mr. Qian protecting him, but he also has someone from 'above' him protecting him?"

"Just who is he?"