I Bought a Fake Degree to Return Home, and Now the Whole Internet Thinks I’m a National Treasure?

The rating has only just come in, so it’ll go up~【Building a technological superpower + the 1960s + Father of Fighter Jets】 In 1962, Lu Ran transmigrates as an “honor graduate” of MIT, traveling to the Northwest in a special train alongside dozens of nationally renowned scientists. Surrounded by scientific luminaries casually discussing “aerodynamic configurations” and “thermodynamics,” Lu Ran, a spoiled, hopeless student who doesn’t even understand Bernoulli’s equation, panics. To avoid being accused of being a spy and shot, he uses his “hot temper and disdain for theory” as a cover, and volunteers for the most rundown facility on the entire base: the 312th Junk Fighter Repair Plant. He only wanted to scrape by. But the moment his fingertips touch the wreckage of an enemy aircraft, the [Reverse Engineering Blueprint Generator] activates! 【You touched the wreckage of a second-generation aircraft and achieved an epiphany! Generated: Complete manufacturing process for a third-generation jet fighter!】 【You touched scrap radar antenna metal and achieved an epiphany! Generated: Airborne phased-array radar blueprints and specifications!】 【You touched fragments of a special alloy and achieved an epiphany! Generated: Configuration for a sixth-generation, all-moving canard stealth fighter capable of supersonic flight!】 …A few months later, the higher-ups send someone to inspect the plant. The base political commissar: “I asked you to fix up some junk, and you rolled out the first stealth fighter?!” Top scientist Mr. Qian: “I thought his theories were five years ahead of their time. I never imagined they were fifty years ahead!” The Eagle States’ defense secretary: “Who on earth designed this Eastern UFO that can intercept our most classified aircraft?!” From a returned, spoiled rich kid who couldn’t even drive a tractor to the creator of a great power’s most important weapons and the Father of the Sixth-Generation Fighter. Lu Ran shrugged. “I really don’t understand theory. I just gave it a couple of swings on instinct.”