Technical Verification Passed! The F-22 Design Is Real!

"Other than that, did the mysterious person who sent the email say anything else?"

Song Qinyi's mind kept turning over one question: what exactly was this person trying to accomplish?

Why had he directly sent the F-22 fighter jet design blueprints to the Great Xia Academy of Sciences, yet refused to contact them?

Was it because the situation was too dangerous for him to reveal himself, or did he have other considerations?

All sorts of possibilities continued to whirl through Song Qinyi's mind as he tried to reason them out.

Hearing this,

"He also said we should call him 'The Enthusiastic Ordinary Citizen'?" Recalling the mysterious person's reply, Liu Zhixue could not help complaining. "What kind of codename is that? Isn't that way too childish?"

"Old Song, who do you think this person is? Do you have any suspects?"

Song Qinyi shook his head. "I don't know either. I've never heard any news about this before."

He had been developing fighter jets for several decades, and his presence could be found in nearly every major project.

Yet he had never heard of anyone so capable that they could obtain top-secret materials like F-22 fighter jet design blueprints from Eagle Sauce.

If he had known about this earlier, why would the development of the J-20 have been so difficult?

"Old Song, conduct a technical verification on those blueprints first. Then I'll submit a report to the higher-ups."

Liu Zhixue frowned and stated his opinion directly. "I'll see if I can contact this mysterious person again, or determine where he came from."

He planned to report the matter to the president of the Great Xia Academy of Sciences first.

However, the most urgent matter right now was still verifying whether this F-22 fighter jet technology could actually be implemented.

"Alright!" Song Qinyi nodded solemnly over the phone.

He still knew how to distinguish priorities.

Who this mysterious person was did not matter at all. What mattered was whether these technical blueprints were real!

Even if there was a ninety-nine percent chance that nothing was wrong, they could not blindly trust it. What if this was a smokescreen released by the enemy?

Across the ocean, inside a graduate dormitory at Duke University.

Seeing that the Great Xia Academy of Sciences had sent another email reply through the system prompt, Lu Ze chose to ignore it.

"It seems the Great Xia Academy of Sciences still can't be one hundred percent certain that the email is genuine." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully and muttered to himself.

At present, the Great Xia Academy of Sciences probably only believed it had extremely high research value. They were not sure whether it was truly an authentic set of F-22 fighter jet design blueprints.

If they confirmed that it was real, the people on the other side probably would not have asked so cautiously.

[Beep beep beep, beep beep beep!]

Just then, the alarm clock beside him began ringing.

He glanced at the time. It was three in the afternoon.

"It's past three—time for tea!"

After turning off the virtual screen before his eyes, Lu Ze walked straight out of the dormitory.

It was time for afternoon tea, and he needed to hurry to the laboratory. If he missed the free snacks, they would be gone.

Inside Duke University's Materials Science Laboratory.

Holding a slice of matcha cake and an iced latte, Lu Ze slowly walked over to a table.

The people coming and going through the laboratory seemed to completely ignore his existence. Hardly anyone even greeted him.

In this laboratory, Lu Ze was more like an outsider.

No one paid attention to him. No one even cared what he was doing.

"Going by what the Great Xia Academy of Sciences said, they seem very curious about my identity?" Lu Ze drank his latte while silently pondering their earlier exchange.

After obtaining the purple talent skill [Unrivaled Intelligence], his thoughts had become incomparably clear and swift.

He could instantly and accurately judge another person's specific intentions from nearly every sentence, even every word.

"As for my identity... I definitely can't reveal it yet. The timing is still far from right."

Revealing his identity now would not be the best choice for either himself or Great Xia.

After all, he still wanted to replicate more high-tech items in Eagle Sauce in the future, so his true identity had to remain absolutely secret.

"But as for these replicated technological items..." Lu Ze glanced at the F-22 fighter jet in the system inventory and smiled. "After some time, if there's a chance, I can bring them back to the country!"

At a rate of replicating one technological item per week, he would have thirteen chances in three months.

When the time came, he could take advantage of a holiday trip home to hand these technological items over to Great Xia.

In any case, he could have the system randomly designate a location for the items to materialize, so he did not need to worry at all about exposing his identity.

Moreover, the system lottery also contained many things that could conceal his identity.

"Today is Saturday. In two days, on Monday, the replication chance will refresh."

"What should I choose to replicate next? There aren't many top-tier technologies I can access right now." Thinking of this gave Lu Ze a headache.

Achievement Points were not easy to obtain, so every replication chance had to be used carefully.

Should he ask Great Xia what technology they lacked most, then replicate it directly for them?

Two days later.

Inside the wind tunnel laboratory of Institute 611.

A brand-new fighter jet model sat in the center, battered by the howling wind of the tunnel.

The atmosphere was so tense it seemed frozen. Several people watched the fluctuating data on the computer screens, their hearts pounding violently.

"What are the numbers?" Song Qinyi muttered.

Their entire project team had worked overtime for two full days just to barely produce this one-to-one-hundred scale aircraft model, faithfully recreated from the design.

Whether it was the aerodynamic layout or the exterior metal coating, everything had been built according to the technical blueprints in the email.

Whether the F-22 fighter jet technology was feasible depended on this wind tunnel test.

Under their expectant gazes,

Sets of data appeared on the computer screen before them.

[RCS: 0.002 m²] (radar cross-section)

[Lift coefficient: 1.65]

[Drag coefficient:]

The moment they saw those figures, the entire wind tunnel laboratory erupted.

Several middle-aged men in their fifties flushed red with excitement and shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Old Song, how the hell did you figure out this technology? It's only been a few days, and you already came up with the Second-Generation Stealth Coating?"

"An RCS of only 0.002? Even Eagle Sauce's F-22 fighter jet is only at this level, right?"

"Damn, a fighter jet without canards has a lift coefficient of 1.65?"

"This drag coefficient is incredible too! Wouldn't supersonic cruising be effortless? This is absolutely Fifth Generation Fighter standard!"

All of them were members of the J-20 project leadership group, with decades of aviation research and development experience just like Song Qinyi.

When Song Qinyi had called them over early that morning,

they had assumed it would merely be an ordinary test. They had done plenty before, but the results had never been particularly ideal.

They had never expected that the thing being tested this time would be so absurdly powerful.

They knew better than anyone what those numbers meant.

Whether it was lift, supersonic cruising, or stealth performance, this aircraft model had surpassed Fifth Generation Fighter data across the board.

Was this not practically cheating?

Not only that,

Song Qinyi also confirmed the most crucial fact in his heart!

This technical verification had completely passed!

Which meant that the F-22 technical design blueprints in that email were completely genuine!