Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 538 - 58: Success!_2

In the height of summer, the sun blazed down mercilessly in the open field.

Time slipped by unconsciously, minute by minute.

Even the morning sun, when it truly scorches, shows no mercy.

The young warrior quietly shifted a bit.

His back was already soaked, with faint traces of white salt. The white vest beneath his coarse uniform was soaked, now painfully pulling against his dry skin.

And at this moment, there were only 10 minutes left before the designated time of 9:30.

Just then!

"Alright!"

A loud yell was heard.

The three professors, excited but cautious, placed the metal wires from the land mine onto the ground.

They then took the newly assembled detector and turned it on.

Approaching slowly from a distance, they tested its sensing ability step by step.

To their surprise and delight, the sensing ability was too strong, and the tent was too small.

The moment the detector was turned on.

The "beep beep beep" sounds kept ringing continuously!

After all, there were a lot of spare parts and tools in the tent—a whole lot!

"No, no."

Professor Zheng frowned and said:

"Is it detecting metal or what? It’s beeping too urgently..."

"Quick, bring those composite materials to the open ground outside!"

He thought for a moment and then said:

"Wait!"

"Hey, you there, young lad, come over!"

He gestured to the young warrior squatting by the tent for no apparent reason.

Without noticing the hard dry clothes on his back, he hurriedly stuffed the rice-sized small component into his palm:

"Quick, go outside and dig a pit, let’s measure it!"

...

The young warrior immediately agreed without hesitation!

But as he stepped out of the tent, his walk appeared stiff for some reason.

Soon, he returned panting:

"How deep should the pit be?"

Professor Zheng thought for a moment:

"As deep as possible! It doesn’t need to be too big, just enough to bury it!"

As deep as possible.

The young warrior recalled the 15-meter data mentioned earlier, silently calculating.

If it’s a large pit, indeed, 15 meters would take quite some effort.

But now, since the size doesn’t matter, only this rice-sized component needs to be buried...

Isn’t that simple?

He ran outside hurriedly, dragged a long steel bar from the camp area, and unceremoniously plunged it into the soil.

The steel bar slid into the muddy ground as smoothly as a knife cutting through butter.

Though it became harder as it went deeper, with enough force, reaching more than 10 meters was just a matter of seconds!

At this moment!

The young warrior held the sweat-soaked component, looking at the three professors who had followed him:

"Should I just throw it in?"

What if it’s hard to find? Isn’t this said to be a rare composite material?

"Throw it!"

Professor Zheng made a decisive call.

It was already 9:30, and Zhou Yong An, the person in charge, waited anxiously for the results.

He dug a wad of mud from the ground, without a word, mixed in the rice-sized component.

Then, threw it into the small hole and turned on the detector!

The next second.

The device suspended in mid-air suddenly emitted sharp and rapid beeping sounds—

"Beep beep beep!"

"Beep beep beep!"

At this moment, no one felt the sound was noisy; instead, they found it the most melodious sound in the world!

The three excitedly removed the detector.

Silence.

Apart from the loud cicada cries, there was no other disturbance around.

The gentle breeze blew, and a couple of wild ducks leisurely floated on the opposite riverbank.

The next moment, all the solemn soldiers present cheered in unison!

They excitedly threw down their hats, jumped, ran, and cast hopeful glances!

Professor Zheng felt a tingling at the tip of his nose, almost speechless.

His two colleagues were jumping like excited children:

"Quick, take it! It’s a success!"

Zhou Yong An ran over joyfully, as if welcoming the most precious treasure in his life.

And in the next second, the three old men simultaneously collapsed onto the ground, startling him.

Their newly changed clothes were again soaked by the muddy water below, but apart from fatigue, there was immense relief.

...

Zhou Yong An, the person in charge, was speechless.

They were already 20 minutes overtime.

Seeing the success now, his heart was eager to save the lives of his soldiers, his fingers trembling with excitement.

Without further ado, he hastily and importantly wiped his sweat-stained hands on his pants.

Immediately.

He lifted up that small box.