Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2315 - 2135: Awesome (Please Subscribe!)

Three key factors explain their admiration for it.

Enormous!

Enormous!

Enormous!

Military buffs, many of them die-hard fans of mechanical might, get more excited by larger-scale gear. The aircraft right in front of them, with its aggressive and dominating presence, totally aligns with their sense of style.

Regrettably.

It's beyond their budget!

"Tang Qing’s creations always deliver the wow factor."

"You bet!"

"Count me as a huge supporter."

"Four hundred six, top of the global charts, no doubt about it. That said, I bet overseas folks won’t easily accept it, since Tianpeng mixes rotary and other power systems."

"That checks out."

After all.

Rankings demand fair comparisons under identical setups, and what’s playing out on the display isn’t a standard helicopter anymore—it’s a fresh hybrid blending dual propulsion types.

No matter how you slice it.

It defies simple classification as just a helicopter.

"Still."

"Even without foreign approval, it shakes up the industry like nothing else."

"Absolutely right."

"..."

Viewers shared their thoughts, and a few spotted moneymaking chances, grabbing the footage to splice in tunes and upload to video sites, raking in views.

Others hawked personalized prints, pulling in plenty of sales.

...

As they talked.

The group kept their eyes glued to the broadcast.

"Now fault simulations?"

"This part’s fascinating. Honestly, it’s the first time I’ve caught a company running a fault demo live." One viewer marveled, since producers rarely share such internals.

Kept under wraps.

Plus.

To prevent a glitch from sparking disaster, these checks usually stay in-house. Forget broadcasting; they seldom leak performance stats.

It appears.

Tang Qing holds rock-solid assurance.

Right then.

A secondary feed popped up in the screen’s upper left.

"Starting with the first: failure in the left front rotor engine."

As the announcement rang out.

The inset clip focused tight on the left front motor, highlighting it in red and blinking, while the main feed showed the craft starting to lean.

"Whoa!"

A bunch of watchers jumped, hit with such intensity from the get-go—an engine outage straight away.

Following that.

The voiceover explained:

"With distributed propulsion, the eight engines support one another, guaranteeing secure flight." This straightforward note left tech-savvy folks in awe.

Distributed setup?

Interlinked backups?

Amazing!

It echoes the Osprey’s approach but amps it up big time. That one relies on two engines for mutual aid, yet here you’ve got eight right from the start—smart thinking no matter the angle.

How intricate must the power transfer guts be?

Soon enough.

The excitement ramped higher.

"..."

"Four engines down, all on the left, yet powering the right rotors without a hitch—smooth, outstanding."

"..."

"Three engines—remarkable."

"..."

"Just two? Is this for real? You’ve got to be joking?" Yet the video proved it: the machine held steady flight on two alone, though moving sluggish.

The on-screen remark:

"Incredible!"

But.

Right as folks figured that was the max, the voiceover dropped another bombshell: "Single engine trial starts now, keeping only the left front rotor’s output active."

Instantly.

The stream went wild.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

"Heavens above."

"One engine and it still soars? My whole perspective’s crumbling; all I can say is the inner workings are brilliantly ingenious, and its balance defies belief."

"I’m sold!"

"What a revolutionary blueprint—one engine only!"

"..."

In the feed.

The craft crept along at a snail’s pace, and viewers could practically hear the lone engine straining across the display, like a 5V5 match reduced to 1V5.

Tough going.

Still, it doggedly hung in the sky.

Next up.

An insanely tough maneuver kicked off, over the following ten minutes, each of the other seven engines failed in sequence, leaving the chat gripping their seats.

Edge-of-your-seat.

Utterly pulse-pounding.

Yet.

It also vividly demonstrated the craft’s top-tier reliability—while rivals might plummet from a single glitch, this beast endured seven outages without crashing.

"Safety score: perfect ten."

"Totally agree."

"+1."

"If it handles this, it’s insanely capable, though I figure the piloting demands are sky-high too; no solo flyer could manage."

"Four pilots are aboard."

"..."

At last.

The single-engine landing touched down without incident.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

A wave of cheers erupted.

Control center.

Observers from all corners showered compliments; the engineering shone bright, resilience stood out, ideal for emergency ops and beyond, and by now, noon had arrived.

"Folks, time for lunch—we’ll pick up after the break."

"Sounds good."

The feed halted for now.

"Resuming at 15:30."

That said.

The display didn’t fade to black; instead, it locked on a static shot of the aircraft, letting everyone watch the crew disembark, but that was it.

"Skipping refuel?"

"No post-flight check?"

Viewers wondered aloud.

To address that.

A quick update scrolled across the top: Morning trials showed no surprise alerts, fuel at forty-three percent, cooling on its own.

Fine then.

Confidence levels off the charts.

...

Afternoon session.

Trials press on.

- Fire suppression.

- Emergency saves.

- Hauling cargo.

This lineup had viewers buzzing most, given the massive capacity—using it just for tours would feel like squandering potential, and the stream’s audience swelled once more.

As demos rolled.

Commentary flowed steadily.

"Moving on."

"First up: tackling a massive blaze, equipped with custom suppression gear holding water equal to six heavy-duty fire rigs."

"..."

From there.

Everything unfolded as planned.

Fire suppression.

Emergency saves.

Hauling cargo.

Of these.

The fire demo blew minds the hardest.

"Incredibly robust—it douses flames and blocks toxic fumes too; merging three techniques maxes out water effectiveness."

"Going forward."

"It’ll rescue countless more souls."

"You got that right!"

"True heroism!"

"This machine revolutionizes high-stakes firefighting. Against huge infernos, it can absolutely shift the battle."

"Yes!"

"Every province should snag one for crisis fires."

"Spot on."

"..."

...

At the site.

Control center.

Once the trio of demos wrapped.

Public Safety reps lit up with enthusiasm. Suppression and saves align with their duties, vital for routine crisis handling.

Thus.

Their need ranks highest.

"Old Liao, you all planning to grab a few?" Pei Yang’s uncle flashed a grin at the Public Safety head, an old acquaintance.

Friends from way back.

The network.

Beijing’s scene feels vast yet tight-knit. Faces ring bells everywhere. Spotting Pei Yang caught him off guard but was a welcome twist.

"I’m all in on this personally." Liao replied with a smile.

This decision.

Falls to the agency brass.

Meanwhile.

Tang Qing offered a gentle smile.

It wasn’t a sales pitch, even if it looked that way to some. To him, it was simply a gathering for pals to witness his engineering triumphs.

Beyond that.

Nothing more counted.

Marketing?

Buy if you like—door’s open.

Pass otherwise—no sweat.

Cash isn’t his worry. Sure, one unit might fetch a couple hundred million, but the worldwide sector’s take sits at mere tens of billions, hardly tempting.

No bandwidth for globe-trotting sales tours.

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