Study Monster Cultivation System-Chapter 282 - 281 was still suppressed

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August 8th, evening, 11:30 PM.

Wenhai Space Launch Center Collaboration Building.

Most of the Yellow 2 development and launch crew, including Chen Wei, embarked on the initial accident data analysis.

However, the person in charge of technical matters for Yellow 2, the chief designer Shen Tinglan, was called away separately by the chief commander Chen Hongbing.

Chen Wei watched this scene silently, the fighting spirit that had just surged up was immediately covered with a layer of shadow.

Next to him, Jiang Ning from the maintenance team looked at the backs of the two and pushed up his glasses, "There is still accountability after all..."

"Teacher Shen... this time..." Chen Wei raised his hand, clutching his forehead as if he wanted to tear off his scalp, "No, no... please give us another chance, just one more..."

"We have a chance, and so does Yellow 2," Jiang Ning sighed, "It’s just that Teacher Shen might not have another chance."

Chen Wei pounded on the desk and shouted, "Without Teacher Shen, there would be no us, no Yellow 2!"

"Don’t yell at me, I know," Jiang Ning removed his glasses and gently wiped them, "Others know too, the chief commander knows, the leaders know, but what can be done? Will the old space industry let her off?"

"..." Chen Wei’s fists gradually softened.

He wanted to cry, but the orders from the chief commander came first, and no one was allowed to cry.

All he could do was hold back, letting the tears swirl in his eyes.

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A few kilometers away, Dongjian Ridge.

Li Zheng and Lin Yujing were still sitting on the trunk, leaning on each other.

They didn’t want to leave before the lights on the launch tower went out.

Li Zheng reached back for a coat and draped it over Lin Yujing, "Do you want to call your aunt?"

"Still... better not," Lin Yujing leaned against Li Zheng and sighed softly, "Right now, she must be facing the biggest trouble in the world... Let’s not disturb her."

"That’s right, she must be busy analyzing the cause of the accident."

"That’s what Chen Wei should be doing, my mom has much bigger problems," Lin Yujing lightly scratched Li Zheng’s arm, "Do you think all the people in the space industry are as naive as you?"

"I’m quite scheming, okay," Li Zheng laughed, "It’s just accountability, right? Don’t worry, Auntie’s skills are evident, they will rely on her for a comeback in the future, it won’t be too serious."

"What if it fails again?"

"Then we’ll fight again," Li Zheng nodded, "Losing isn’t scary, being afraid is what’s scary."

"That’s you," Lin Yujing sighed, "The reality is, there are always more people who are afraid than those who lose."

Thinking of the busy engineers on the launch tower, Lin Yujing expressed her understanding of aerospace and her understanding of her mother.

Although she deeply loved rockets and the stars, she always knew that our space program was highly political and had a very low tolerance for failure.

The biggest pressure from a failure like tonight’s isn’t on Shen Tinglan, but rather on her leaders, their leaders, and the leaders of those leaders.

In the face of such tremendous pressure...

It’s impossible to expect every individual to have the resolve to selflessly dedicate themselves to the space program.

Therefore, for many years, a conservative strategy has been the consistent principle.

Before Yellow 2, most of the launch vehicles were simply repeating verified routes, afraid to experiment with riskier paths.

This has resulted in a nearly 95% launch success rate.

At the same time, it has led to technological stagnation in launch vehicle technology.

On one hand, it’s been a time of peace and prosperity.

On the other hand, it’s been standing still.

The silver lining is that many major countries are also marking time, some even regressing, so these contradictions are not highlighted.

According to Lin Yujing’s understanding, like the previous analysis of Yellow 2’s data had revealed even ten years prior, the original technological path had essentially reached its end.

It was then that a group of innovators, led by Shen Tinglan, gradually began to make their voices heard.

They believed that "maintaining the status quo" was not sustainable.

Although the aerospace development of most advanced countries was also stagnant, their technological reserves were evident, and they could be ignited at any moment. The fuse for the previous space race was political, and this time, it was likely to be capital.

If we continued to maintain the status quo for the sake of caution, perhaps it would work for 5 years, maybe 10 years.

But one day, the aerospace programs of our competitors could be ignited by something, and our launch vehicle technology would inevitably be greatly surpassed in a short period of time.

By then, when people see that a year of achievements from our competitors surpassed a decade of hard work here, the political impact it will trigger will be a hundred times more severe than a single launch failure.

In contrast...

The stagnation of the developed countries’ aerospace industry is precisely our golden opportunity to overtake them.

This decade is the golden ten years.

Instead of stopping because others stop, it’s better to take the time to experiment with new technologies, launch new projects, and build up energy for a leap in our aerospace industry.

Actually, such innovators have always existed, and the mindset of Shen Tinglan’s generation is not more brilliant than that of their predecessors.

However, trying new technologies means facing greater risks.

Perhaps, after more than a decade, they still might not derive any new technology and lead an unremarkable life.

Perhaps, like today’s launch failure, they could ruin all future prospects.

And space plans often span decades; from planning to results, the cycle often outlasts the tenure of leaders. Most of the time, only the front-line researchers and engineers can stick it out from start to finish.

Luckily, with the growth of Shen Tinglan’s generation, they have gradually gained a voice and encountered leaders who support new technological paths.

Ten years ago, the academy leadership, against many objections, approved the development of Yellow 2.

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In order to make up for lost time, to take advantage of this precious decade, the Yellow 2 project planned to adopt over 90% new technology, far exceeding the international average of 30%.

Such a leap forward would, of course, bear unprecedented risks.

From the day the Yellow 2 project was established, it had been mired in controversy.

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Some resented it because the technology they had specialized in their whole life was being phased out.

Others denounced it, separating themselves to avoid the risks.

Some opposed it to strike at their career rivals.

There were those who contested it with the pride of "China Aerospace" in mind.

Even so, Shen Tinglan’s generation still withstood the pressure, overcame all obstacles, and launched Yellow 2 onto the launch pad.

Before it plummeted into the Pacific Ocean, not a single person on the team had considered the possibility of launch failure.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t, but that they dared not.

The fury of the old aerospace workers, the wrath at the higher levels, or the public’s criticism of wasting resources and money,

None of these were something they could bear.

By the end, Li Zheng had begun trembling uncontrollably.

He seemed to see that solitary woman, setting everything aside, alone as she took on the world as her enemy.

When she staggered to the finish line,

She was met by an abyss.

"So... don’t trouble your mother about this anymore..." Lin Yujing said, wiping her eyes, "Even if we managed to get into the complex... Maybe by that time, she would no longer be there, and Yellow 2 would be gone too... Besides, what could we possibly do?"

"Do whatever we can, do as much as we can," Li Zheng said, hugging Lin Yujing, "Even if we achieve nothing, it’s okay, consider it a lesson in engineering."

"But..." Lin Yujing said through gritted teeth, "If Mother is gone, if Yellow 2 is gone... I would hate that place..."

"Yes, no one can make you learn what you don’t like."

Li Zheng let go and jumped out of the car.

"Suddenly, I remembered the last words of the old man."

"Never despair, at any time."

"Not despair towards the objective world, but despair towards people."

"Whether to care only for oneself or to accept reality."

"Whether to remain unyielding or to be flexible."

"We all have to face and decide for ourselves."

"There’s nothing we can’t get past, nothing is too serious."

"Do not despair."

Li Zheng said, patting Lin Yujing on the back.

"We shouldn’t stand still either."

"Let’s go, let’s go home."

"Mechanics, engineering, dynamics, engineering control theory."

"There’s so much waiting for us to learn."

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Wenhai Space Launch Center Collaboration Building.

Shen Tinglan followed General Commander Chen Hongbing up the elevator.

Unknowingly, she had worked with Chen Hongbing for nearly 20 years.

Chen Hongbing was ten years her senior, the first time they met was at university.

Back then, Chen Hongbing was a vigorous young man in his early thirties, in charge of recruitment for the institute.

Calling it recruitment, however, due to the special nature of the aerospace system, felt more like the job assignments of the eighties and nineties.

Parents of students with connections within the system had put in a word long ago.

Shen Tinglan thought all four spots must have been predetermined.

But Chen Hongbing still picked her.

"Why didn’t you go to Ji University?"

In the interview office, Chen Hongbing looked over the application materials and asked, "I see your father is from the mathematics department of Ji University, and your test scores had already exceeded Ji University’s requirements."

"I like aerospace," Shen Tinglan replied.

"What’s so good about aerospace?" Chen Hongbing put down the file and smiled, "It’s tiring, offers low pay, years of hard work might not yield results, and there’s political baggage; your career might be ruined at any moment."

Shen Tinglan blinked and looked at him: "But I like aerospace."

Chen Hongbing was at a loss for words, and for the first time in his many years of work, he didn’t know how to respond to a student.

"I mean... this job will be very tough, the inputs and outputs are not proportional," he explained.

Shen Tinglan looked at him uncomprehendingly: "What does that have to do with liking it or not?"

"Well..." Chen Hongbing rubbed his chin and tried to explain, "Aerospace of course can be a hobby, but it’s also work; the most important thing about a job is to suit oneself, so that one can persevere for a long time. We have many colleagues who also like aerospace, but over time, as the pressure and workload increase, that interest is quickly worn away."

Shen Tinglan smiled shyly, looking down: "That won’t happen."

"Don’t talk big," Chen Hongbing laughed with her, "I won’t lie to you, the technical workload in the institute is very high. Many of our female colleagues have tried to transfer out after getting married, causing the dean to be extremely worried. Before I left, he specifically told me—not to recruit any women... I’m just saying this privately, don’t spread it around."

"No, I won’t," Shen Tinglan chuckled behind her hand, "It’s fine, if not here, then the second or third institute; if that doesn’t work, I’ll go abroad. Once I’ve finished studying and come back, it should be okay by then."

"Hmm... With your level, you really could choose any prestigious university abroad," Chen Hongbing scratched his head as he looked at Shen Tinglan’s transcript and supervisor’s comments, laughing bitterly, "I really can’t bear to let you go... But I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it... You see, you’re so good in every aspect... Impossibly good..."

"Teacher Chen," Shen Tinglan suddenly asked, "Do you like aerospace?"

"I..." Chen Hongbing was taken aback, "Like... I guess."

Shen Tinglan lowered her head again and smiled even more shyly.

This was the first time that Chen Hongbing had defied the dean’s orders, braved all objections, and admitted a woman into the institute.

Neither he nor Shen Tinglan could have imagined that this path would last for twenty years.

In these twenty years, Chen Hongbing had become the commanding officer, and Shen Tinglan had become the chief designer.

By now, they had long forgotten how many times they had overcome opposition.

But today.

August 8th.

It might be the last time.

In the elevator, Shen Tinglan stood quietly behind Chen Hongbing.

Visible to the naked eye, Chen Hongbing’s hair had turned much whiter than just a few hours earlier.

Even though he stayed strong to cheer on the younger members of the team, his exhaustion was now fully apparent.

"Teacher Chen," Shen Tinglan’s voice remained as steady and gentle as ever, "Give me five minutes to speak during the upcoming video conference."

"It’s no use," Chen Hongbing shook his head with a smile, "Taking all the responsibility for this incident won’t help; not just you, even with me added, it might not be enough. The dean would lose half his life over it."

"It’s okay, let me try," Shen Tinglan murmured, "The technical direction is correct. 80% of the new technologies have already passed experimental tests. As long as these data are preserved, someone will find them useful in the future."

"" Chen Hongbing was speechless for a moment, turning to look at Shen Tinglan, who appeared no different from any other day. "Tinglan, I really don’t understand sometimes how you manage to take everything so lightly."

"I like aerospace," Shen Tinglan said, lowering her head and smiling shyly.

Chen Hongbing’s face twitched, tears suddenly refusing to be controlled even as he had always been seen as a pillar of strength.

Ding.

The elevator reached the floor, and he hurriedly wiped his eyes, "You don’t have the authority, I’ll report. You can only answer if the leadership questions the technical issues, but don’t utter a single word about anything outside of technology."

With that, he took a deep breath and walked into the small meeting room with Shen Tinglan.

In the meeting room, key personnel from all sides were already in place. Including the two of them, there were six people in total.

After two minutes of silence, the launch team connected the video signal.

The four leaders on the screen also had grave expressions.

In the following fifteen minutes or so, Chen Hongbing steadily completed the initial accident report.

After the leaders asked a few critical questions, it was approaching one in the morning.

"Alright, it’s late," said the central leader, putting down the material in his hands and speaking thoughtfully, "The TV broadcast is already out there, and it’s had quite an impact. There are comments from all sides; even retired leaders are calling late in the night to tell me to stop this project immediately to prevent wasting resources."

The meeting room was silent, and everyone felt an invisible pressure bearing down on their shoulders.

"Hongbing," the leader looked at the screen and said, "before the project started, you said this was a step that our aerospace career had to take, otherwise, we were just waiting for death. I still remember how you pounded the table at the time."

"Yes," Chen Hongbing took a deep breath, stood up, and responded with a bow, "I also said that the proposal was mine to make and the responsibility was mine to bear in case of a problem, and the same is true now. I failed to fully detect the hidden dangers of the Yellow 2 engine."

"Why so excited," the leader waved him off, "Then you should also remember, I said during the meeting, the project was approved by me, and I would take responsibility for any issues, but if someone fails to execute, they are responsible."

"" Chen Hongbing bowed his head solemnly, saying nothing.

"Hongbing, you’ve admitted your fault to me, and I’ve already reported it upwards," the leader cleared his throat, staring intently at the screen, raising his hand upwards, and his voice suddenly surged by an octave, "Comrades, today may be the darkest day in the history of China Aerospace, but you must know that even so, our superiors have always affirmed our technical route!"

All the heads that had been lowered in the meeting room rose in astonishment.

"300 days!" The leader slammed his fist on the table, "We have 300 days to complete the Reset. Do everything in our power to launch again by the end of next year—that’s the order I received, a death order, an order to be completed even if it kills us!"

Without a second thought, Chen Hongbing’s eyes widened as he shouted, "Yellow 2 Team! Take the order!"

Immediately, everyone in the meeting room stood up.

Seeing the resolute and tragic determination in everyone’s eyes, the leader almost couldn’t bear it.

"Then go rest, you’ve been up for far too long. Do you want the public opinion to be even more tense? We can’t have any health incidents at a time like this."

"I can’t sleep at a time like this anyway," Chen Hongbing said with a forced laugh, "Now that we have the order, and once the report is out, we’ll go rest."

"Alright, meeting adjourned," said the leader, nodding, "See you in Jijing."

"See you in Jijing."

Upon leaving the meeting room, Chen Hongbing seemed to have gained a new lease on life, brighter and more talkative.

Shen Tinglan, however, remained undisturbed, "300 days... it’s too tight."

"Don’t think about that now," Chen Hongbing patted Shen Tinglan, "We’ll do whatever we can do. Even if it really goes over 300 days, they can’t execute us, right?"

Shen Tinglan pondered, "We need to pull people from other institutes."

"That’s easy," Chen Hongbing gestured, "Let them handle data analysis and accident analysis. You prioritize the Reset plan. Once it’s ready, I’ll get the people."

Shen Tinglan nodded, "We’re short on time, we need the most experienced in each field, but such people are unlikely to be released from their units."

"Eh, if it comes to it, I’ll go knocking on doors to beg. At a life-and-death moment, brother units will lend a hand."

"Yeah."

Just as they were talking, Chen Hongbing received a phone call.

"What? Interns?"

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Chen Hongbing’s eyes widened again.

"Old Deng, what time do you think it is? I haven’t even called you for a meeting yet, and you’re telling me this?"

"Who?"

"Oh… An Ning… I know, I know how formidable that older sister is."

"Her son wants to come? Her son is worth nothing, what time is it now, looking after her son?"

"Double champion in the Chem Competitions… well… that’s… indeed real talent…"

"What major is he studying?"

"High school student? Are you out of your mind??"

"Oh… So, An Ning means just go through the motions, right? Just hand him a few test papers, arrange an interview, let him know how deep the water is to persuade him to back off, right?"

"Okay, okay, that can be easily arranged, standard recruitment questions will be enough to make him cry."

"What? There’s another one? His son’s friend??"

"This is crossing the line! Do they think we are a playground?"

"What? Lin…"

"Then why go through such a big detour…"

"Got it… I’ll chat with her again."

"Right, just to confirm, going through the motions is enough, right? It’s not essential to hire him, right?"

"Fine."

"Alright, take care of yourself too, get ready, there’s another meeting coming up."

After exchanging a few more pleasantries on the phone, Chen Hongbing hung up and looked at Shen Tinglan weirdly: "Jingjing… wants to intern with us…"

Shen Tinglan.

This woman who faced great pressure without batting an eye.

Suddenly, her eyes widened.

"???"

"You really don’t know…" Chen Hongbing shook his head with a smile, "they’ve come knocking at the Technology Department… Do you know Li Zheng?"

"Ah." Shen Tinglan was taken aback, "That An Ning… is his mother?"

Chen Hongbing nodded.

"It’s over…" Shen Tinglan covered her mouth, "we’re still suppressed…"

"What the heck???"

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At one o’clock in the morning, after freshening up, Li Zheng knocked on Lin Yujing’s door.

"How are things on your aunt’s side?"

"Umm…" Lin Yujing opened the door, drying her hair while looking at her phone, "it doesn’t seem as serious as I imagined…"

"Yeah, I said, don’t despair." Li Zheng also shook his phone, "I’ve settled it on my end too, we’ll go back to Jijing to prepare, then we can take the written exam and interview."

"Eh? We’re really going…" Lin Yujing exclaimed, "what exactly did your mother…"

"It’s not important." Li Zheng said coldly, "She made it clear to me that they only made a concession regarding my educational level, but there won’t be any reduction in the difficulty of the written or the interview; I still have to get in on my own merit."

"Umm…" Lin Yujing was a bit apprehensive, gradually becoming~ "Are we, really going to study Mechanical Engineering...…"

"Hey, if there’s something to learn, you should be happy." Li Zheng pursed his lips, "According to what I know about my mom, she’s not exactly eager to help us out. She probably hopes that we’ll be defeated by the tough problems, and the interview will probably be tough too."

"The written exam is hard to say, but the interview…" Lin Yujing mumbled, "they shouldn’t dare…"

"Hey, whether it’s hard or not doesn’t matter, if we can’t get in, it means our skills aren’t up to par and there is nothing shameful about that." Li Zheng nodded, "Let’s give it our all, spend a year in twelfth grade, and work on a rocket, it would be amazing."

"Mm… I’m going to… call my mom first."

Lin Yujing closed her door with a bang.

"Weird, why am I not excited at all…" Li Zheng scratched his head and went back to his room alone.

Of course, he had no idea why Lin Yujing wasn’t excited.

[Shen Tinglan: It’s over! Li Zheng’s Mother is even more formidable than me.]

[Shen Tinglan: That Academician Deng acts just like her subordinate!]

[Shen Tinglan: Try to avoid meeting her as much as possible, at least until after we’ve had a successful launch.]

[Lin Yujing: ~~~~~]

[Shen Tinglan: All right, I’m going to make plans now, I’ll probably be back in Jijing two days after you guys.]

[Lin Yujing: Can Li Zheng and I really go?]

[Shen Tinglan: Only if you pass the exams, but I don’t hold much hope, I certainly won’t be helping.]

[Lin Yujing: Got it.]

[Shen Tinglan: It’s time for you to experience failure too (cover face and laugh).]

[Lin Yujing: (Fist)!]

[Shen Tinglan: You could do it too, have your own mom but you’re using someone else’s.]

[Lin Yujing: (Zzz)]

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