China.
In the northwest, there are many Chinese craftsmen.
In an office.
In the conference room, the white-haired Professor Cheng put down his pen and looked up at the seven graduate students sitting on both sides.
"Students, from today onwards, you are all third-year students.”
"I haven't thought of the topic for my graduation thesis yet. I have to hurry.”
"The graduation project is related to the future of each of you. Whether you enter the Military Industry Department or the research unit depends on your own performance!”
"Now, everyone, please share your thoughts on the topic.”
Professor Cheng said.
The seven graduate students who had been quiet suddenly looked at each other.
South China University of Technology was the top military academy in China.
Every batch of graduates would face the graduation project, which was also the graduation thesis.
The final result would affect everyone's future!
Those who were particularly outstanding would join the Military Industry Department and other military departments, and even join confidential research and development projects!
Those with average performance might also enter some military research institutes.
The one with the worst performance would face Yan Bi!
Everyone was treated equally because scientific research could not be sloppy.
A moment later.
Among the seven graduate students, a graduate student with a severely receding hairline said,
"Professor, I'm going to research a drone that mimics the bird wing layout.”
"Imitating bird wings?"
Professor Cheng nodded."
"The difficulty isn't too high. The bird-wing drone has a certain application prospect. This topic is feasible.”
Hearing Professor Cheng's approval, the graduate student whose hairline was severely receding grinned.
When the others saw this, they also said,
"Professor, I plan to imitate the F-22 fighter jet of the Ugly Country and develop a new domestic fighter jet!”
"Are you only studying the aero layout or the engine?”
" Aerial layout."
"Then let's give it a try…"
"Professor, I want to build a large transport aircraft! The kind that could transport two main battle tanks!”
"Is it also an aero layout?"
"Hmm…"
He heard the people around him say their thoughts one by one.
Luo Fei, who was used to sitting at the very end, was a little silent.
Luo Fei was not from this world.
He had transmigrated.
The structure of this world was slightly different from the original world.
Especially in terms of military technology, it was still far behind the ugly country. There were no flaming fangs, no fat girls, and no Heavenly War God.
It could be said that the rabbits in this world could only cross the river by touching the eagle's tail.
It was not the time to cross the river by touching the hawk-sauce head.
This was also why some people wanted to replicate the F-22 fighter jet, while others wanted to build a large transport plane.
Similarly, he did not study the engine.
This was because the engine was even more difficult to handle than the aircraft's aero layout.
"What is my Bi Shi doing?"
"Is it a more specific tactical research or a more sci-fi strategic research?”
Luo Fei thought to himself as he listened to the other students 'questions.
The so-called tactical research was to follow the path of the Ugly Country and quickly come up with military equipment that could compete with the Ugly Country.
This was more practical.
As for strategic research, it was a research that was closer to the future and leaned towards the direction of future military development.
This was a little more sci-fi.
The more practical ones could be realized quickly.
But he had to follow behind Ying-chan.
Something that was a little sci-fi couldn't be realized at the moment.
However, he could accumulate skills, shake off Yingchan, and open up a new track!
Which direction should he choose?
Luo Fei fell into a dilemma.
In the eyes of others, he was staring blankly at the Iron Man model in the middle of the conference table.
At this moment, Chen Zhe pushed Luo Fei."
"Luo Fei, you're the only one left.”
"Stop looking at that Iron Man model. If you want it, write a good thesis and ask the professor to give you one!”
"Ah?"
Luo Fei was stunned.
He subconsciously looked at the Iron Man Mark3 warframe model.
It had to be said that the model made by the Chinese University of Technology was indeed extraordinary. It was exactly the same as the real thing.
Indeed, he did.
Professor Cheng looked at the disciple he was most proud of and couldn't help but smile.
"Chen Zhe is right. If you get a perfect score, I'll reward you with this model!”
Luo Fei smiled embarrassedly.
Professor Cheng looked down at his notebook and said,
"Tell me about your topic. The other six have already finished.”
Everyone looked at Luo Fei.
They all wanted to know who was the classmate who had always been the number one student in the undergraduate and postgraduate levels.
What would the graduation project be about?
A moment later.
Luo Fei finally had a plan. He looked at Professor Cheng with a different gaze.
"Professor, my plan is to study the Southern Heavenly Gate Project!”
“？？？”
Luo Fei finished his sentence.
Not only Professor Cheng, but everyone on both sides of the conference table in the office was also stunned.
Then, they looked at each other and whispered,
"I know that the Southern Heavenly Gate is a mythical thing, but what the hell is the Southern Heavenly Gate Plan?”
"I don't know."
"Luo Fei isn't going to study mythology, is he?”
"That can't be, right? Perhaps it was some strange code name?”
"Luo Fei always has some strange but powerful ideas. Maybe this Southern Heavenly Gate Plan is also very powerful?”
" But I still feel that this plan isn't too serious…"
"Silence!"
Professor Cheng tapped the table with his pen and looked at Luo Fei.
"Why don't you tell me in detail what this Southern Heavenly Gate Plan is?”
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