...

"Regardless of what happened before, regardless of what you guys think, Lao Du..."

For whatever reason, I cannot accept that this child will be subjected to any more...scheming, just like what happened to me this time.

Before he went astray, in my eyes he was my junior, a child of China...

I thought about it again and again yesterday. If none of these things had happened, he wouldn't have made such a big scene without warning you beforehand.

As Ducao finished another cigarette, he looked out the window, Sun Wukong's words echoing in his mind, and finally could only sigh.

...

"Have you decided what shape the weapon should be?"

Inside the laboratory, the familiar layout remained unchanged.

Glass jars, dark alloy materials, screens and instruments all over the room, and several researchers in white coats bustling about.

Wang Ji was dressed in a dark green uniform, while Lian Feng, dressed in a burgundy military uniform, stood in front of him.

He leisurely examined the material inside the jar, and she asked with a gentle smile.

“I think you must be expecting an answer.” Wang Ji slowly looked back, smiling leisurely, “You even prepared to hold back your laughter.”

Upon hearing this, Lianfeng couldn't help but smile.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled, and her smile was radiant.

"No one's going to bet on this, right?"

Wang Ji chuckled as he looked at the beautiful, ten-thousand-year-old woman and teased, "For example, if Wang Ji chooses a dark alloy frying pan as his weapon, whoever chooses it will have to treat the other to dinner..."

Tell me secretly, and I'll help you win this meal.

"Hehehe~" Lianfeng finally couldn't help but turn to the side and chuckle.

This scene surprised several researchers not far away, as they had rarely seen Vice President Lianfeng so gentle.

As expected, he's the womanizer everyone's been talking about lately...

"That's a frying pan!"

Over here, Lianfeng looked at Wang Ji and asked with a smile.

"I'm afraid you'll prepare it for me in advance, but I won't like it, and then all your work will have been for nothing," Wang Ji said, shrugging.

"What kind of decorations do you want?" Lianfeng asked directly.

"Pure black, matte finish is fine." Wang Ji replied directly, "As for the configuration... a powerful engine will do."

His sincerity was completely genuine.

"Don't even think about it." Lianfeng rolled her eyes at him lightly: "To tell you the truth, even Earth has difficulty synthesizing ordinary-level dark alloy series engine weapons. It would require Lieyang's extra help."

However… I heard your relationship with Lena has become quite unusual lately, if you…”

"That's good enough." Wang Ji tapped the glass jar leisurely and said casually, "I don't ask for much, I'll take whatever you give me."

He really looked around with the same curiosity and boredom as an idle person: "If it's really difficult, just do what you can in China... as long as you can knock people down."

His relaxed demeanor left Lianfeng, who had made a special effort to invite him today, somewhat speechless.

His words made her sigh softly.

Sometimes, she doesn't even know what to say.

“Hmm…” Lianfeng nodded: “There’s no need to talk about the armor. I just don’t know if you have any other requirements regarding the weapon engine.”

"No." Wang Ji shook his head slightly and replied, "It's good enough if it can store energy. Since it's difficult, let's keep it as simple as possible."

“This…” Lianfeng was speechless, staring at him intently, unable to utter a word.

Wang Ji, on the other hand, strolled leisurely around the laboratory, even fiddling with the surrounding instruments. The researchers nearby were startled and were about to come over to stop him, but Lianfeng waved them away.

He was genuinely observing these things without any hesitation, while Lianfeng quietly followed, watching him casually fiddle with the surrounding instruments and screen data without causing any damage. She simply watched him intently.

Even for projects and data that could potentially cause significant losses if handled carelessly, she simply watched him casually type in or explore them.

She quietly waved her hand to stop the staff, and watched as he fiddled with these things that he shouldn't have been able to understand, and yet he didn't make a single mistake.

“You know, I have some businesses overseas…” he suddenly said, startling Lianfeng.

"Hmm." She came to her senses and nodded, saying, "Stark Industries, we've made some rough guesses over the past two days."

Some secrets are best left unsaid, especially those with clues that are almost out in the open.

“From the very beginning, I had my sights set on the Hateful Alliance. If you hadn’t stopped me from coming back, I would probably be near the Snow White Palace now, controlling their nuclear button.” Wang Ji typed a set of data into the screen, raised an eyebrow and said, “Of course, that’s hindsight. At the time, I didn’t have that much confidence in myself.”

Lianfeng listened quietly, her eyelids twitching slightly.

Although a pre-nuclear civilization might not mean much to her, it depends on who she is dealing with.

She is an engineer of the Deno civilization, with a lifespan of ten thousand years, so of course she has this vision and spirit.

How old is he?

"Later, as a second choice..." Wang Ji said slowly, "I reached some relatively friendly cooperation with Mr. Stark...Zizai's exoskeleton armor was made there."

He possessed a certain aura that, in Lianfeng's eyes, was not that of an ordinary young man.

"The synthesis of exoskeleton armor is not an easy task, especially the miniature fusion nuclear reactor, which is not as simple as it is portrayed in the movies; the difficulty level is very high."

"I've heard of Stark; he's a true genius," Lianfeng said. "A miniature fusion reactor, a technology that predates tacit knowledge, is a milestone in materials physics."

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