Sweeping Wind

There were a lot of young people in the bustling bar. Annina drank a few glasses of beer and went dancing on the dance floor. Xia Lei sat quietly by himself at a small table, thinking over some things. 

He’d used the high-precision lathe eight times in one day’s work. Other than the one time he’d used it for the purpose of fixing Annina’s motorcycle, he’d used his X-ray vision on it the other seven times. In those seven times, his left eye had recorded all of the machine’s inner structure and circuitry. He recalled the images and the recorded imagery appeared as pictures in his mind.

‘The lathe in Annina’s workshop is not the most advanced one in Germany but it way surpasses China’s best standards. If we compare the difference, it would take China at least 30 years to catch up. I need to upgrade my lathes and try to get more interaction with even more advanced lathes. The structure of the lathe is not most important - the Computer Numerical...