Chapter 328 Jiajun is the annihilation force, it's fate!

The screen clearly displayed two core data points for this flagship Fishing Rod.

First, strength. That is, the tensile strength, which reached 20 GPa.

Second, modulus. That is, the rigidity index for deformation resistance, which reached 800 GPa.

What did these two numbers mean?

In today's world of materials science, the globally recognized strongest company in the Carbon Fiber field is Toray Industries, located next door to the Eastern Country.

They represent the highest industrial level of Carbon Fiber material preparation for all of humanity.

Take the high-strength Carbon Fiber T-series that Toray is most proud of. Their current top-of-the-line T1200 model...

Its tensile strength only barely reaches 8.0 GPa (that is, 8000 MPa).

This is already a core material that many countries dream of obtaining, yet it remains under strict technological blockade.

And what about this so-called flagship Fishing Rod that Li Jiajun tinkered with?

Its tensile strength has actually reached 20 GPa (that is, 20000 MPa)!

This is more than twice the top product of the world's strongest company!

This is completely a material gap that spans an entire era.

Similarly, in Toray's high-modulus Carbon Fiber M-series, the currently mass-producible M60J model only has a modulus of 590 GPa.

Even their higher M65J model, which is still in the technical breakthrough stage in the laboratory, only has a modulus exceeding 600 GPa.

However, the Fishing Rod currently placed before them has a modulus that has already directly reached the height of 800 GPa!

… This is no longer a simple technological lead.

Facing such completely unreasonable, cross-era parameters, this is an absolute crushing of the industrial system.

Inside the office, all the Experts, including Liu Jianguo, looked at the data on the screen and drew in cold breaths one after another.

They could not calm down for a long time. This top-secret material, capable of directly changing the balance of power between great nations, was just sitting brazenly on the desk at the Li Family Toy Factory.

Next, regarding how to handle this matter, the course of action no longer required any discussion. That was to requisition it.

However, facing this Fishing Rod that was originally produced as a civilian toy, Elder Qian, standing in front of the table, saw his expression become somewhat unnatural.

He moved his lips, seemingly deliberating how to speak.

One must know that the temperament of this old comrade, Elder Qian, was not as thick-skinned as Liu Jianguo, who was standing to the side and always ready to scam people.

After all, if he were in ancient times, he would be a civil official full of learning, particular about having a legitimate reason, and stressing propriety, justice, integrity, and honor. Liu Jianguo, on the other hand, belonged to the type of military officer who had struggled on the battlefield and could use any means to achieve his goal.

As a civil official, he was naturally not as thick-skinned as a military officer.

Li Jiajun was just properly making a Fishing Rod in his own factory; he had neither broken any laws nor forced sales.

Yet, he had brought a group of people to suddenly barge in, and after running some tests, he was about to forcibly take away someone else's hard work. This had somewhat of a bandit-like quality to it.

… Elder Qian cleared his throat, feeling that just speaking up to seize it by force was truly a bit beneath his dignity.

In order to make this requisition appear more legitimate and to silence any potential criticism, he racked his brains to search for various words that could establish a connection, striving to find a reason that sounded reasonably plausible.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Elder Qian extended his finger, pointing at the Fishing Rod on the table. He looked at Li Jiajun and solemnly spoke of his discovery:

"Factory Director Li, look here." "For this jiajun brand Fishing Rod, the initials for 'Jiajun' are JJ." "And the new generation of fighter jets our Air Force is developing, the first two characters 'Jianji' (Fighter Jet), also have the initials JJ!"

Saying this, Elder Qian slapped his palm heavily, his tone full of the certainty of having discovered the truth. Then, he very naturally concluded: "This is simply fate!" "It means this Fishing Rod is meant to be requisitioned by our Air Force!"

… Hearing this reason, Li Jiajun sat in his boss's chair, the corners of his mouth twitching violently.

He stared blankly at the highly respected, national-treasure-level scientist before him, feeling a numbness in his heart.

'Is this for real?' 'Are you playing word games with me, old man?' 'So, as long as the initials match, my things deserve to be taken by you, is that it?'

'Then the big yellow dog at my door is named Jiaojiao, and its initials are also JJ; why don't you requisition it to the Air Force to fly a plane too!' Such a thought emerged in his mind.

Li Jiajun was speechless, feeling that his intelligence was being rubbed on the ground by this crude excuse.

… However, after finding this somewhat lame excuse, the interlude unfolded. Elder Qian put away his previous expression of solemnly spouting nonsense. His face became extremely serious and sincere.

He looked at the young man in front of him who looked somewhat hopeless, and sincerely praised Li Jiajun. These words carried no bureaucratic tone; they were entirely the heartfelt admiration of an older generation scientific researcher for a peerless genius.

His voice was somewhat hoarse as he said: "Little Li." "Previously, when the country handed the task of conquering this new generation of Carbon Fiber to me, I was actually under great pressure." "It was because everyone thought that, just like when I worked on missiles and satellites before, I would lead the team to overcome the difficulties." "Everyone thought that I would be able to make the 'Qian' in the future path of materials in this field follow my surname, 'Qian'."

At this point, Elder Qian paused, a flash of extremely bright brilliance flickering in his eyes. He looked into Li Jiajun's eyes. "But now I know." "This future path, it follows the surname Li." "Li as in Li Jiajun!"

Once these words were spoken, the Aerospace Experts in the office, who were usually arrogant, all nodded in deep agreement. No one felt that Elder Qian's evaluation was too high. Because the test data placed on the table was a solid, heaven-defying achievement that surpassed all top laboratories in the world.

… And Li Jiajun, upon hearing these words, was completely stunned. Although he was very clear in his heart that he had completely failed again, and the production line and technology for this Fishing Rod were going to be requisitioned again, he should have felt very depressed and resistant.

However, what this Elder Qian said was really pleasant to hear! The future path follows the surname Li? This evaluation simply elevated his status in the entire scientific history of the Eastern Country to the max!

Li Jiajun slumped in his chair, feeling a light, floating sensation surge from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. His vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

He tried hard to maintain that aggrieved victim expression, but he found that he couldn't control the movement of his facial muscles at all. The corners of his mouth were harder to suppress than an AK. That smugness flowed out unabashedly from the corners of his eyes and brows.

After secretly enjoying it for a while, Li Jiajun sat up slightly. He looked at the old man before him who had worked his whole life for the country, and then looked at the Fishing Rod on the table. He thought for a moment.

He knew that being requisitioned this time was a foregone conclusion, and any further struggle would be futile. Since he couldn't resist, and the other party spoke so nicely, Li Jiajun sighed. He decided not to hold back anymore. Since he was already exposed to this extent, he might as well do a favor and see it through to the end.

Thus, Li Jiajun took his phone out of his pants pocket and skillfully unlocked the screen. He opened a folder and retrieved something from his phone that he had just deduced using an epiphany a few days ago. He looked up at Elder Qian, and then, on QQ, very decisively sent this file to Elder Qian.

After sending it, Li Jiajun put away his phone and looked at Elder Qian. He said in an extremely humble tone: "Elder Qian, since you've said so." "I have another immature idea here regarding the future of this Carbon Fiber." "This counts as a small piece of research on the next stage of Carbon Fiber; it's still immature, but it might be useful to you."

He said it lightly, as if what he had just sent were merely a few photos of a menu about where to eat a late-night snack.

However, these words, along with Li Jiajun's action of offering a treasure, were no less than detonating a depth charge in the eyes of Liu Jianguo, who was standing to the side.

… Liu Jianguo, standing half a step behind Elder Qian, was completely dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Li Jiajun. The face that had just been carrying a bit of schadenfreude instantly collapsed. Liu Jianguo's heart was filled with uncontrollable resentment.

'What kind of world is this?' 'These are both requisitions, why is there such a big difference!' Liu Jianguo felt his heart was bleeding.

But now! Elder Qian just casually praised him twice, and this kid actually took the initiative to hand over deeper research materials? When he had requisitioned things before, he had never seen this kid take the initiative to bring out better things!

Liu Jianguo felt he was being treated with extreme bias, and the look he gave Li Jiajun was like that of a resentful woman in a boudoir looking at a heartless man who had abandoned her.

And at this moment, Elder Qian's phone emitted a crisp notification sound. He picked up the phone, somewhat bewildered. He opened the file that Li Jiajun had just sent. When his eyes just made contact with those few extremely short lines of data parameters on the screen, then, his whole person...