Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The full combustion value represents strong power, and this limited edition Porsche previously had a combustion value of seventy-three percent.

This figure in racing isn't the highest, but it certainly isn't low either.

However, the original car owner is a passionate racing driver and a perfectionist, so he sent the Porsche to Spark Company for a modification.

To make the car's power system more perfect, he even pulled strings to buy several high-end auto parts from the American St. Paul Company.

And this sensor was one of those parts; no one expected the problem would actually lie here.

John thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. He rubbed his eyes and looked at the computer screen of the testing system, only to find that the numbers were climbing bit by bit.

All the engineers stared at Yang Fei in astonishment, as if he were an alien.

This car's modification plan had already gone through three major expert meetings and a dozen group workshops, but no one had found the problem.

This guy just listened to the sound, scribbled a circle, and solved it. It's truly mind-blowing.

A monster indeed.

John walked dazedly towards Yang Fei, "Dear Mr. Jack, I'd like to ask, how did you actually do it?"

Yang Fei grinned and pointed to his head.

"By intuition. Basically, I was just a blind cat bumping into a dead rat."

John's mouth hung open, not understanding the Huaxia saying.

"You mean you have a cat that can detect car power systems? And it's blind? That's incredible."

Yang Fei gave him a disdainful look, thinking this Old Maozi was truly ignorant.

He said blandly, "No, I meant I was just lucky enough to find the problem."

"Impossible!"

The surrounding engineers all exclaimed in unison.

Blair strode over enthusiastically, shaking Yang Fei's hand repeatedly.

"Jack, forgive us for not recognizing Mount Tai. You're a genius engineer."

"Just with this skill alone, you could earn exceptional rewards and an extraordinary position in any automotive electronics company."

Yang Fei chuckled, obviously enjoying Blair's flattery.

The engineers watching the spectacle all looked at Yang Fei with respect.

One of the engineers squeezed next to Yang Fei and ingratiatingly handed him a cigar.

"Dear Mr. Jack, I'm Ollie. I'm in charge of modifying the 21st Bugatti Veyron, and there's a problem I've been unable to solve."

"After the car was modified, all the data appeared normal, but it just couldn't reach the rated power. I'd like to ask for your valuable opinion."

John couldn't help but give Ollie a look of admiration.

Ollie was John's friend, and having lost a bet, he wanted to probe Yang Fei further through this method.

Meanwhile, the plan for modifying the 21st car was designed and executed by Ollie himself.

No one could figure out where the issue lay. All the data seemed normal, yet the computer-detected power still failed to reach the standard rated levels.

Yang Fei chuckled, glancing at Ollie: "Trying me out? Want to test my limits?"

Ollie quickly denied it, as Yang Fei's impressive performance had already earned everyone's respect.

Although Ollie wanted to help his old friend John, he also didn't want to offend this Great God.

Yang Fei seemed to understand Ollie's thoughts and said calmly.

"Let's go, let's take a look together."

A bunch of stunned engineers, along with the fat Blair, all gathered around Yang Fei and headed towards the Bugatti Veyron.

Before the 21st Bugatti Veyron, Yang Fei had asked the workers to ignite the engine.

He listened closely for a while and soon made a judgment.

Yang Fei patted the car's hood and calmly ordered the worker.

"Upgrade the safety valve system, raise the safety clearance to its highest level, level 10."

"What, the problem was with the safety system?"

"Damn, why didn't I think of that?"

"Let's first see if Jack's suggestion is correct before making a decision!"

...

The worker followed Yang Fei's instruction, upgraded the safety valve system, and elevated the safety clearance to level 10.

A miracle happened, the computer-detected power suddenly spiked.

The curve on the graph, representing the power status, sharply climbed upwards.

This once again shocked everyone.

If the previous incident was merely luck, then what was this?

The engineers present, who had made names for themselves at Spark Company, were truly experts.

In their respective fields, they all possessed unique skills.

Yet, the two problems Yang Fei effortlessly solved were ones discussed numerous times in expert meetings with solutions nowhere to be found.

What's most frustrating is that this guy didn't use any equipment at all.

He merely looked and listened, then directly provided results.

Yang Fei didn't even offer alternative results, straightforward but unbelievably accurate.

Everyone was astonished by Yang Fei.

The chubby Blair looked at Yang Fei as if he'd struck gold, his face beaming with a smile.

John was also convinced, patting Yang Fei on the shoulder.

"I must say, you really are a genius. Let me pass on my role as executive director to you, everyone will have an easier time following you."

Yang Fei chuckled, "No need for that, but I should have passed the assessment, right?"

Blair chummily put his arm around Yang Fei's shoulder and laughed heartily.

"Assessments are just for those without skills. For someone as strong as you, there's no need for assessments."

"Let's not talk about it. Tonight I'll host, and we'll have a good time at Mos Castle as an apology to Mr. Jack."

The surrounding engineers burst into knowing laughter, with a hint of mischievousness in their chuckles.

Yang Fei vaguely understood but pretended to be clueless.

"What's Mos Castle, is it fun?"

Blair, patting his shoulder and eyeing his tall frame and handsome features.

"At Mos Castle, as long as you're willing to spend money, you can enjoy any service, especially concerning women, with a variety of choices."

"Moreover, the fine wine there is unparalleled, making it the Heaven all Novis men aspire to visit."

Yang Fei was immediately overjoyed, his face breaking into a wide smile as he vigorously waved his hand.

"We must go, it's my honor to meet so many good friends, tonight I'll host, let's not leave until we're drunk!"

Everyone was elated at those words, looking at Yang Fei with eyes filled with friendly intent.

This guy, not only skillful but also generous and not pretentious, immediately won everyone's affection.

Few men dislike booze and women, as these two things are the best ways to facilitate bonds between men.

In the evening, Blair indeed took Yang Fei and a dozen engineers from the engineering department to Mos Castle.

Mos Castle was like an ancient fortress, with a spacious hall set up like a performance bar.

On the stage, blonde dancers wore gauzy clothes, performing pole dances.

The men below the stage were clinking glasses and drinking heartily.