National Games Game: I am the Chinese God of War!

Since acquiring black technology, the theoretical level of Huaxia Technology has indeed improved rapidly.

But there is still a long way to go before theory can be transformed into productivity.

The development of any technology is not achieved overnight and requires support from many aspects.

For example, if you travel back to ancient times with a complete set of aerospace engine blueprints, can you build an aerospace engine?

No!

Because ancient people were unable to smelt metal with sufficient strength and up to standard performance, let alone subsequent precision manufacturing.

Let alone building an engine, not even a single screw that meets the standard can be made.

Give another example.

The rocket launch platform is the size of two basketball courts, and its key control key, the four-way flow equalizing valve body, is only 200 mm square.

There are more than 70 valve holes of various sizes distributed on it. The processing accuracy of each valve hole must be controlled within a tolerance of 0.02 mm, which is equivalent to 1/3 of a human hair.

A slight error may cause the rocket to fail to reach orbit accurately!

The more high-end and sophisticated the equipment, the smaller the difference.

Behind the great weapons of a great nation, there is also a need for great craftsmen.

What China is facing now is this dilemma. It has technology that spans the ages, but it cannot quickly transform it into productivity.

All departments are working together to overcome each problem. If it were before the great global changes or the advent of the game, China's leaders might hold a commendation meeting for them every now and then.

But time is running out now, and China's development speed can only be faster, not the fastest.

In Mr. Zhou's view, the progress of scientific research in various departments can only be said to be unsatisfactory, and it is far from being possible to put it into production, but this kind of thing cannot be rushed.

China's current response plan is to first create a batch of simplified versions based on the existing manufacturing level to appropriately enhance national strength.

The first-level civilized automated factory perfectly solves this problem.

As long as you have the drawings and materials, it can be made. It can achieve mass production of any black technology product.

What is such a factory if it is not an artifact?

An hour later, department heads and leaders of various scientific research institutions near Kyoto were once again summoned to the conference room of the underground base.

In the small conference room, big bosses gathered.

Zhao Huawu and Shen Ming talked quietly: "Old Shen, nothing will happen, right? The chief summoned us in a hurry?

"As a scientific researcher, how can I help? I wish I could break one minute into two minutes to spend."

Shen Ming said angrily: "You are just saying that you are busy. Everyone is so busy. The chief has nothing serious and will not come to us easily. Just wait."

"I feel mixed every day now. How is the progress of your project?"

Lin Tao from Shenbei Aircraft Manufacturing Research Institute moved his chair closer and leaned his head over.

"Old Zhao, how is the miniaturization of controllable nuclear fusion going? Are we waiting for your new engine?"

Zhao Huawu's face tightened, and he was immediately poked at a painful spot.

"Lin Tao, you are also a scientific researcher after all, but when you ask questions, you sound like a layman!"

"Do you think that doing scientific research is like cooking? Once you have the raw materials, you can just stir-fry them a few times and you're done?"

"You all know how advanced the technical data Lu Yuan brought back is. There is no hope of mass production for the time being. My idea is to make a few samples first for verification."

There was nothing wrong with this, and the two nodded to show that they felt the same way.

Lu Yuan pointed out a road to the sky for them, but there were still many difficulties they needed to overcome on the way.

"Even for samples, the materials department is still competing with those spare parts. The processing accuracy requirements are too high, which is completely beyond our current technical level. Low precision can be processed with high precision, but the cost is high and the failure rate is extremely high!"

"Now I am a clever woman who cannot make a meal without rice."

"Lin Dapao, have you completed other aspects of your seventh-generation fighter aircraft? Come here to rush me."

Lin Tao didn't care about the nickname Zhao Huawu called him, and moved his chair back calmly.

"Still working hard, still working hard."

"Stop chatting, the chief is here."

Mr. Zhou and Mr. Lu walked into the conference room, and Yang Bin followed him holding a stack of information.

Mr. Zhou looked around and then said with a smile: "Comrades, the country has noticed your recent efforts. Thank you for your hard work."

Everyone who attended the meeting saw that Mr. Zhou's demeanor and tone were probably not a bad thing, and they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I believe everyone is paying attention to the "National Luck Survival" game. Our player Lu Yuan received a golden treasure chest today. The reward he received was a first-level civilized automated factory, which has now been placed in an underground base."

"My evaluation of this factory is that it is a valuable weapon of the country! To exaggerate, it is a sacred weapon of the country."

The people below began to commotion. The products of first-level civilization are better, but how advanced can a factory be?

It would be a bit exaggerated for the chief to call it a sacred weapon of the country.

Mr. Zhou looked at them with a smile on his face, knowing that they must have some doubts in their hearts.

He was still looking forward to it, as these old guys had exaggerated expressions when they saw the specific properties of the factory.

You can't let him lose his composure alone, or your eyes will pop out in shock later.

"Xiao Yang, send each of them a copy of the relevant information about the factory."

Zhao Huawu and the others took the information from Yang Bin's hands, lowered their heads and looked through it. They all wanted to see how powerful the sacred weapon of the country mentioned by the chief was.

Then, their eyes widened, and they couldn't help but exclaimed, and they never stopped.

"Put in the raw materials and produce the finished product according to the drawings!"

"The outer roundness of shaft parts can be processed with an accuracy of 0.01 micron. How is this possible!"

"With 3nm component formation accuracy and 0.1nm level ra surface roughness, the processing accuracy is 10 times higher than the highest level of Aquablue Star!"

"Can produce chips of 100 picometer level!"

"I can't believe it! I can't believe it!"

“Is this something an automated factory can do?”

Zhao Huawu looked up at Zhou Lai and asked cautiously: "Chief, are all the parameters in this document true? Could it be that some untechnical staff member made a mistake?"

His questions are also what others want to ask.

"Absolutely true!"

"Before you came, I had sent people to verify some of the parameters, and they were accurate. Even the parameter performance in the manual was a little conservative."

"Don't worry, the country won't joke with you on such an important matter!"

Zhao Huawu was still there sighing: "It's incredible. With this factory, many of the problems we encountered will be solved."

Lin Tao is worthy of being a part-time administrative manager, and he has the fastest brain.

"Chief! You know the importance of the seventh-generation fighter. It is a powerful weapon for ensuring the safety of China's airspace. I apply for priority use of the factory!"

"I can guarantee that we can build a test machine for the seventh-generation fighter in three months... no, one month."

As soon as these words came out, they instantly aroused public outrage!

Zhao Huawu was the first to quit and took action!