If you show kindness to someone without any reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. This is a truth known to everyone. Anyang suddenly made the internal combustion engine technology public. This seems a little... unreasonable! And Fang Shijing swore to heaven that these drawings were absolutely real, not even a little false. (Not false, but a little incomplete, without data, explanations, etc.)
But no matter what, since Anyang has already disclosed the core technology, no one can refuse it. Even Xiao Liming sent his secret followers to come forward - don't hide it, copy it quickly, if you don't copy it now, when will you copy it!
While others were copying, Xiao Liming carefully observed the drawings. As he looked at them, Xiao Liming took a breath. As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement while experts watch the doorway. After all, Xiao Liming is a Yuanying stage master, and he has seen formations and the like.
By making such a comparison, what Xiao Liming felt at the first time was not the precision of these drawings, but the technology and knowledge required to make such drawings. Without sufficient accumulation and a mature system, these drawings would never be drawn!
"Compared to this kind of drawing, I value the technology of making this kind of drawing more!" Xiao Liming said to his wife Ji Yunya.
Ji Yunya's eyes were bright. "Have you noticed that although these drawings are exquisite and perfect, there is no text description! There is not even a single number. There is not a single simplified number like Anyang's."
Xiao Liming shook his head slightly. "This proves that this technology is real. It is normal for Anyang to keep some of it. Moreover, just these drawings are enough to bring about earth-shaking changes in the entire Anyang industry. The future war situation will definitely change!"
A whole night passed, and the site was still crowded, but so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Facing these more than 300 complex and precise drawings, it was not an easy task even for a cultivator to copy them. Without an industrial foundation, it was actually very difficult to copy a drawing; it was common to see cultivators copying and then tearing up the drawings in anger. If they made a mistake in the steps, they could not draw the following drawings.
Seeing this, Xiao Liming sighed slightly, "Is this considered an alternative demonstration? Industry is not just a matter of replacing manpower with a few machines. This blueprint has given us too many surprises, astonishments, guidance, and deterrence. But the more I see, the more worried I become. Li Xian and Xu Ren are not fools. What are they planning?"
This time, no one could answer Xiao Liming's question; but the sound of copying never stopped. Xiao Liming sent out all his secret followers to collect more than 300 drawings, but it was still not enough.
But at dawn, the arms trade in Anyang also began. Xiao Liming ordered his confidants to copy the blueprints here, while he and Ji Yunya took the train to the arms trade center ten kilometers away.
Sitting on the train, looking at the endless railway tracks in front and behind, watching the scenery receding outside the window, feeling the powerful and low vibrations under his feet, Xiao Liming's mind could not calm down.
There are many people on the train, but they are clearly divided into two groups, one is from Anyang and the other is not. People from Anyang are very proud, while outsiders are very low-key.