The next morning, as Fang Er was having breakfast, Li Tai showed up.
Upon seeing the table laden with breakfast, he unceremoniously sat down and joined the meal.
As he ate, he remarked, "Mountain Chief, it seems the matter of the electric motor will still require your personal intervention."
"Those folks at the research institute can handle the theory, they're like three cobblers outdoing Zhuge Liang. But when it comes to them doing the fine work, they become three cobblers whose stink is just the same!"
Fang Er picked up a bowl of soy milk and drank it in one go. Compared to milk, he preferred this; it was what suited the Han people's digestive system best.
He knew that to achieve a powerful electric motor, the bearings and coils were the biggest hurdles. He hadn't intended to remain aloof when making his decision yesterday.
Thus, after a hasty end to his meal, he pulled Li Tai towards the research institute.
With a fried dough stick in his mouth, Li Tai got up and pocketed two tea eggs from the table.
Outside, he was still grumbling, "Couldn't you have waited until I finished eating!"
"Eaten what! Is there no food at Prince Wei's mansion or at the research institute?"
"What those guys make is edible, but it tastes like pig feed!"
...
At the research institute, the newly constructed Research Room No. 3 was ready for use.
Li Tai, hands behind his back, looked up at the sign above the research room.
"Mountain Chief, the project name?"
"Wind Fire Wheel!"
"Got it, I'll have someone make a plaque!"
Half an hour later, a silver signboard was hung above the door of Research Room No. 3.
Wind Fire Wheel Electric Motor Project Base!
While waiting for the plaque to be hung, the Four Divine Beasts took a list and went to various research rooms to select personnel.
Gauss, Faraday, Franklin, Ohm, Ampere, Volt, Joule, Hertz, Maxwell, and so on.
All those who had achieved success in electricity and electromagnetism were on the selection list.
The number, ten individuals!
In addition to these individuals, there were the numerous technological talents Fang Er had previously brought over from SpaceX, as well as those with broad knowledge like Shen Kuo and Song Yingxing.
What sparks would be ignited when great minds from different eras and different leaps of imagination came together? The rest was for everyone to wait and see.
The project's establishment was merely a matter of Fang Er's word.
With the personnel assembled, everyone in the research room stood with hands respectfully at their sides, their eyes fixed intently on Fang Er.
It was because of this young man before them that they had been brought here from different worlds.
This was a paradise for scientific research!
No one would ridicule another's outlandish ideas, because the next moment, an even more outlandish idea might appear!
For instance, the ultimate plan for this project was to make an aircraft carrier, over three hundred meters long, fly into the sky...
That was simply outrageous...
Fang Er stood before the blackboard in the research room, his gaze sharp as it swept across each person.
In his hand, chalk wrote rows of white Clerical script on the blackboard.
"Electric motor, the higher the speed, the better!"
"The greater the torque, the better!"
"Do not consider volume and weight for now!"
"Do not consider power consumption!"
After writing, he flicked the chalk into the trash can behind the door and brushed the chalk dust from his hands.
"With these conditions, from this moment on, any requirement regarding this project will be met!"
"I only want results!"
"Now, free grouping, free discussion!"
Clean and efficient, with no superfluous remarks, a project began just like that.
A group of luminaries gathered in groups of three to five, beginning to ponder how to design this so-called Wind Fire Wheel electric motor.
In just half an hour, someone approached Fang Er, proposing various demands.
"Lord, the third group's Sausage Gauss, requests one thousand kilograms of Taijin!"
"Lord, the seventh group's Jian Shou Qing Shen Kuo, requests one thousand kilograms of titanium alloy, the same titanium alloy Captain Wang brought back from the pyramids."
"Lord, the twelfth group's Stinger Franklin, requests five hundred kilograms of high-manganese steel."
"..."
Each group had different, complex, and chaotic requests. Li Tai stood behind Fang Er, recording them one by one with a small notebook.
"Brother-in-law, the ninth group's Azure Dragon Tai, requests ten Japanese girls for cleaning."
Fang Er: ???
Li Tai's pen instantly stopped. With a dark expression, he looked at the person before him and kicked him.
"You dog-like creature! If you hadn't said cleaning, I might have believed you!"
Qing Long Tai rolled like a ball for four or five meters, knocking over a row of Gauss...
He laboriously got up, looking at Fang Er with a wronged expression.
This script...
It wasn't quite right!
Didn't they say all requirements would be met?
Why am I being kicked...
Of course, this was just a small interlude.
With everyone else busy, there wasn't much Fang Er could do.
He walked around the research room with his hands behind his back, then had someone deliver a few bearing blanks.
Grinding iron...
A steel file and a pack of cigarettes, and he would grind all day. Bearings need to withstand axial forces, radial forces, and tilting moments simultaneously, with complex stress points.
Even the slightest flaw would directly affect the performance of the electric motor.
And this was only a part of the stator.
The winding method of the coils also determined the performance.
He couldn't help with anything else, but he could file a bearing.
When he had acquired the gold-mining ship before, large quantities of titanium alloy products were discovered in adjacent secret chambers.
Unable to determine the purpose of these items, a portion was melted down into ingots and provided to the research institute as research materials.
Later, when Wang Xuance led his team through various parallel worlds, they often brought some back.
The blanks Fang Er held in his hands now were recast from titanium alloy.
His hands traced every inch of the blank, and the relevant data was already clear in his mind.
The file descended, and fine shavings fell.
The shavings were very fine, like dust in the sunlight.
The vacuum cleaner on the workbench hummed as the shavings were immediately sucked away.
The noisy discussions in the research room seemed to gradually fade away.
Unknowingly, Fang Er had entered a state of extreme focus.
Detached from the outside, without self or others.
His mind held only the file and the blank in his hands.
One stroke...
Two strokes...
Three strokes...
Previously, the master who taught Fang Er his skills could achieve a precision of six strokes to a hair's breadth.
Suddenly, he inadvertently broadcast his computer waves.
The outside world was accurately fed back into his mind.
It was a world of lines.
Like a 3D view on a computer, every flaw on the blank was clearly visible.
And his movements became even more precise from this moment on.
From the tool case, files of various specifications were picked up and put down by him.
He seemed to have discovered a new continent in machining!
Until finally, he frowned as he looked at the No. 10 file in his hand.
This file was ten centimeters long, with a fineness of 1200 grit, which was already very fine.
But at this moment, he felt it was still somewhat rough.
He placed the blank on the workbench and turned to walk out of the research room.