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

Old Sun's hammer stopped abruptly ten centimeters from the bolt, the force of which sent coal dust flying everywhere.

Old Sun turned his head, his brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"What are you yelling about, college student? You scared me! Who's going to take responsibility if you hit it off-target?" Old Sun glared at Jiang Ming with a look of impatience.

Jiang Ming, panting heavily, rushed forward, grabbed Lao Sun's arm, and dragged him backward with all his might.

"Whose fault is it? You're lucky!"

Jiang Ming pointed at the base of the vacuum pump, his voice trembling, "There's a high-pressure sealed chamber underneath! If you hit it with that hammer and the threads slip, this three-pound steel bolt will shoot out like a cannonball, smashing your head into a bloody pulp!"

Old Sun paused for a moment, then gave a disdainful sneer. (￣ー￣)

"What high pressure and low pressure? I've been hammering screws for thirty years, what kind of machine haven't I seen? This exhaust valve has been blocked for a long time, where is the air coming from?"

"You bookworms are all cowards. Get out of my way and don't get in my way!"

The two apprentices chimed in.

"Jiang, why don't you go back to your office and have some tea? Master Sun's skills are top-notch in our factory; there's absolutely nothing wrong with him."

Jiang Ming was so angry at these reckless fools that he almost cursed them out. (╬◣д◢)

"Bullshit! A blocked valve doesn't mean the gas inside has been released!"

"Because it's blocked, all the high-pressure gas inside is trapped inside the canister! If you forcefully pound on it now, you're setting off a time bomb!"

Old Sun was publicly berated by Jiang Ming, and he completely lost face.

"Hey, you little brat, you're lecturing me now? This bolt's completely rusted shut. Are you going to pry it off with your hands instead of using a hammer?"

Old Sun slammed the large iron hammer into the ground, glaring angrily at Jiang Ming. "Fine, you're more educated, you try! If you can't get this down without a hammer today, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Jiang Ming completely ignored his provocation.

He quickly scanned the surrounding workbenches.

"Go and bring a pot of cold water, the colder the better!" Jiang Ming turned and shouted to an apprentice.

The apprentice stood there, stunned, and subconsciously turned to look at Old Sun.

"Go and fetch it for him! I want to see what kind of magic this foreign ink can conjure up!" Old Sun crossed his arms and snorted coldly.

Less than half a minute later, the apprentice ran back carrying a pot of well water.

Jiang Ming took the kettle and then picked out two specially made large adjustable wrenches from the toolbox.

He walked up to the machine and took a deep breath.

"Because this machine has been running non-stop, the main bearing has seized and is overheating. The temperature of this bolt is now at least 70 or 80 degrees Celsius. The rust and threads have expanded due to the heat and have completely sewn together."

As Jiang Ming spoke, he carefully dripped cold water little by little down the gaps in the bolts.

A soft "sizzle" sound.

When the cold water droplets came into contact with the scalding hot metal, a plume of white steam instantly rose up.

"Do you understand thermal expansion and contraction? A sudden drop in temperature will cause the bolt to contract rapidly, and the originally seized rust structure will develop very small cracks."

Jiang Ming explained without looking up.

Old Sun stood to the side, a mocking smile on his lips. (￣ー￣)

"That's easier said than done. A few drops of water to loosen a rusted bolt? If you can even manage that, I'll eat this wrench!"

Jiang Ming ignored him.

After the moisture dissipated, he used two wrenches, one facing forward and the other backward, to firmly wed the bolt.

"Everyone back up! Back up to three meters away!" Jiang Ming roared sternly.

Old Sun and his two apprentices were stunned by his imposing manner and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Jiang Ming stood to the side of the bolt, avoiding the dangerous trajectory of the ballistic missile directly above him.

He gripped the wrench handle tightly with both hands and pulled hard.

quack!

A crisp sound of metal breaking suddenly rang out in the workshop.

The bolt that three strong men couldn't budge was actually turned half a turn!

Old Sun's eyes widened instantly. (°Д°)

"How is this possible!"

Jiang Ming did not stop, but continued to carefully turn the wrench little by little.

As the threads loosened one by one, Jiang Ming's heart beat faster and faster.

Just as the bolt was about to detach from the base, Jiang Ming suddenly released his grip and leaped backward like an agile leopard.

"Get down!" Jiang Ming roared in mid-air.

Before Old Sun could react, he was startled by Jiang Ming's rough actions.

The moment the bolt completely detached from the base.

Chi! ! !

The ear-piercing and violent roar of jets instantly tore through the air in the workshop!

A burst of compressed, high-pressure gas, mixed with sharp rust and engine oil, shot out wildly from the base hole like a terrifying black tornado!

boom!

The three-pound pure steel bolt, pushed by the terrifying air pressure, instantly transformed into a cannonball.

It slammed into a thick sheet metal barrier three meters above it at a speed that was impossible for the naked eye to perceive!

A loud bang.

The solid steel plate, which was at least half an inch thick, was smashed into a terrifying deep crater.

The bolt bounced off and fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The entire Workshop No. 1 fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned by this horrific scene.

Old Sun stood there, dumbfounded.

He turned his head stiffly, looking at the metal panel with the deep crater it had been punched into.

Then he turned around and looked at the spot where he had just been squatting.

The deadly trajectory of the bullet passed right through the spot where his head had just been.

If Jiang Ming hadn't stopped him just now.

If he had actually struck with that hammer.

His head must have exploded like a rotten watermelon by now.

Tick.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Old Sun's forehead and landed on the coal dust-covered ground.

Old Sun's clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground.

The two apprentices were so frightened that they turned pale and collapsed to the ground, trembling.

Jiang Ming got up from the ground and patted the dust off his body.

He walked up to Old Sun and calmly looked at the old technician who was still in shock.

"Master Sun, this lump of iron really doesn't recognize the formulas in the book."

"But it recognizes the laws of physics."

Jiang Ming pointed to the bolts on the ground, his voice not loud, but like a hammer blow to everyone's hearts, "Reckless actions can kill people."

Old Sun's lips trembled violently.

He glanced at Jiang Ming, then at the bolt that had nearly cost him his life.

Suddenly, Old Sun raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face!

Snapped!

The blow landed squarely, and half of his face instantly turned red.

"Master!" The two apprentices were so frightened that they quickly got up.

Old Sun shoved his apprentice aside and excitedly took a step forward.

Those rough, calloused hands gripped Jiang Ming's wrist tightly.

Old Sun's eyes were completely red, and his voice was hoarse, as if he were sawing wood.

"Engineer Jiang! I was so rude and looked down on you. You saved my life!"

Old Sun shook Jiang Ming's hand vigorously, his eyes filled with utter admiration and gratitude.

"From now on, whatever parts you need in this workshop, I, Old Sun, will personally make them for you!"