The Strongest War God Chapter 241 Problem With the Propellors

241 Problem With the Propellors

Previously, Braydon Neal was able to take the incomplete martial arts technique and make it a complete War G.o.d level technique. It was indeed terrifying.

Braydon did not mind. Even if Joseph Thomas were to become a War G.o.d, to the Northern King, he was just another martial artist.

Joseph looked left and right, then said sneakily, “Brother Braydon, after cla.s.s in the morning, come with me to the eastside of Preston. Can you do me a favor?”

Braydon nodded slightly and did not refuse.

Anyway, he was free. He had returned to Preston to recuperate.

Life in Preston was indeed much more comfortable than in the northern territory.

“I’ll go too!” Heather Sage blinked.

“You’re already a soph.o.m.ore. Didn’t your family ask you to help your brother take over the Sage Corporation’s business?” Xana Thomas and Heather were best friends, and there were no secrets between them.

“It’s all Grandma’s idea,” Heather said worriedly. “She asked me to help my brother.”

“Is the Sage Corporation in trouble?” Braydon looked at her with a worried expression.

Heather shrugged helplessly. “Nope. Uncle Liam has been helping my brother these past few days. The two large corporations have already formed many collaborations. My brother is much more relaxed than before. He has time to supervise me when I’m doing my homework every day!”

Thinking of this, Heather looked embarra.s.sed.

She was really innocent.

Usually, Harold Sage was busy with the Sage Corporation, and Heather was often bored alone in the Sage family manor.

Now that Harold had time, he often asked about his sister’s studies.

This made Heather look desperate. The only excuse she could use to come out and play was to go to the Neal family’s manor to look for Braydon.

Only this excuse could make Harold agree and let Heather out to play.

Xana and Heather held hands and went to cla.s.s together.

In the top-secret research lab of Preston University.

The old professor Yonah Zill led the research team to solve the problems of the anti-gravity device. Gunter Bell came here almost every day, so he knew about the progress of the project.

Colin Spades, the representative of Starbright Manufacturing, had not been seen for the past few days.

This was because Starbright Manufacturing had already reached a partners.h.i.+p with the Neal Corporation to build a manufacturing branch in the new district of Lamar city. They had promised to invest no less than 50 billion dollars within three years to build a trinity anti-gravity device production line.

Colin was the general manager of the branch factory and was responsible for communicating with Liam Neal of the Neal Corporation.

The initial cooperation between the two parties was quite pleasant. Many project contracts were signed to strengthen the relations.h.i.+p between the two parties.

In the research lab.

“Young Master Neal, you’re here!” Gunter turned his head and said in surprise.

“Chief Engineer Neal!”

Yonah turned his head and almost cried when he saw Braydon.

Since the establishment of the research lab, the number of times Braydon had come to the lab could be counted on one hand. The old man was the only one handling the technical issues, and Professor Zill was worried sick.

Currently, the research lab had already established the anti-gravity propellor project.

The technical difficulty of the anti-gravity propellors was ten times or even a hundred times that of the anti-gravity device!

There were dozens of scientific problems here, and it would take years to solve them completely.

“How’s the progress with the anti-gravity device?” Braydon asked as he entered the research lab.

“The third-generation anti-gravity device has pa.s.sed the test. It can withstand an impact of 500 tons!” Yonah did not hide anything.

Braydon smiled faintly. “Start the project of the fourth-generation anti-gravity device and strive to carry a thousand tons of impact force. This should be able to meet the lifting and strategic needs of the strategic bomber.”

“Yes, Sir!”

“We have encountered a problem with the anti-gravity propellors,” Yonah said. ” It’s very difficult to make the ion ring of the propellors.”

After Braydon heard this, he flipped through the files of every experiment. The entire research lab fell silent.

No one dared to say anything for fear of disturbing Chief Engineer Neal.

Braydon looked at it for half an hour. He was holding a pen and changing the design drawings of Yonah and the others.

The anti-gravity propellor project was indeed quite complicated.

There were currently three major problems.

One was the core component of the propellor, which was the ion ring. This thing was very difficult to develop.

The second problem was the design of magnetics, be it using gravity as the propellor or the problem with the ion ring, there was no progress so far.

The last problem was the core chip.

Once the anti-gravity propellors were fully developed, the current chip technology of all countries in the world would not be able to support it.

The propellor itself had the effect of a chaotic magnetic field, which could cut off electricity, communication, interfere with electronic signals, and so on. It also needed to be installed with electronic components.

Therefore, it had formed a problem of self-interference.

The chip of the anti-gravity propellor was also a core problem.

Braydon could only provide a plan for Yonah and the others to experiment on. Whether it would succeed or not was unknown.

If they failed, they could only test the original design in many ways.

Braydon spent the next few hours in the research lab.

Yonah was like a student beside him. While helping, he quietly took away the blueprints drawn by Braydon and handed them to the nearly 100 researchers behind him for them to look at. If there was anything they did not understand, they would ask Braydon later.

It was not easy for this chief engineer to come to the research lab.

After doing all this, the princ.i.p.al of Preston University, Zachariah Sloan, sneaked in with a s.h.i.+fty look on his face. He also brought someone with him. It was John Zahl.

“Princ.i.p.al Sloan, what’s the matter?” Gunter asked.

“I’m looking for Professor Neal!” The last time Braydon came to Preston University, Zachariah had something to talk to him about. In the end, it was delayed until now. This time, he brought John here directly.

“Princ.i.p.al Sloan, Professor Zahl, please tell me what’s on your mind.” Braydon put down his pen and paper.

“Ahem, actually, I’d like to invite Professor Neal upstairs.”

John did not hide his intentions. He was in charge of the research project upstairs and had been neighbors with Yonah downstairs for several days.

Gunter frowned slightly. He knew that Braydon was the chief engineer of the research lab, so his main focus should be here instead of being distracted and helping others solve some insignificant problems.

Braydon stood up calmly, looked at the time, and chuckled. “There’s still twenty minutes to twelve. I have an appointment at noon.”

John only had twenty minutes left.

The research lab upstairs was only a few steps away.

The project that John Zahl was in charge of was also not small, but the project funding that supported his research came from a private company that specialized in drones.

Therefore, John’s project was also an aircraft.

However, it was completely incomparable to Yonah’s side.

The anti-gravity device was beneficial to the entire aviation industry. John’s unmanned aircraft project was more inclined to civilian aerial photography, similar to those small aircrafts.

John must have encountered a problem.

Braydon went to the research room upstairs. There were nearly thirty people there, and most of them were John’s students. On the display platform, there were two drones, both of which were aerial cameras.

“Teacher. Princ.i.p.al Sloan!” The young man in the lead walked over.