If this old man gained something from it and had the talent, Ryan would kidnap the old fellow. [Luo's submarine was designed by this Wolf.]
Technology was the primary productive force. Ryan understood that well.
Letting Wolf enter the engine room was a test Ryan had set for him. Unlike other matters, research and invention depended most on talent.
Some said that genius was ninety-nine percent perspiration and one percent inspiration.
Ryan did not disagree, but that depended on where it was applied.
In scientific research, without that one percent of inspiration, no amount of hard work would help. What invention needed most was that fleeting spark of insight—the ability to think what others could not and do what others dared not.
So many people had been hit by apples, yet only a certain Newton thought of gravity and proved his hypothesis, making an outstanding contribution to the thickness of textbooks for generations of students to come.
Whether Wolf was a dragon or a worm would depend on what came of him when he emerged!
Inside the Soaring Dragon's engine room.
"So that's how it is!"
"Hahaha!"
Wolf's crazed laughter echoed through the engine room.
There really is something wrong with this old man's head! Kid grumbled inwardly as he watched Wolf.
To hear the truth in the morning and die that evening!
That was Wolf's state right now.
The instant he saw the engine room's layout, Wolf understood where he had gone wrong before: energy! Only sufficient energy could generate power, and only powerful enough propulsion could make objects fly through the sky. The Soaring Dragon's power came from Enel's lightning.
Furthermore, the Ark Maxim blueprints Ryan had obtained from Birka's temple could convert energy into electricity to the greatest extent possible.
After laughing wildly, Wolf began studying everything