Zhuang Yan was the first to speak, expressing his amazement.
“I’ve seen large 3D printers in the military before, but none of them were this impressive.”
Han Ming couldn't directly answer Zhuang Yan's question, because some things were complicated and required a lot of explanation. He could only say:
"Solemn, how about it? This secret is quite shocking, isn't it!"
"Brother Ming, this is absolutely amazing! Where did you get such incredible stuff?"
"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly when I have a chance. Today we have something more important to discuss."
Han Ming decided to first clarify the task plan for the core team.
The four of them stood in the empty room. Han Ming smiled and said to Liang Jianxing:
"Uncle Liang, we should have gotten a table and some chairs. Look, we have nowhere to sit now, we can only sit on the floor."
Zhuang Yan was still pondering the X-ray printer from earlier, but upon hearing Han Ming's words, he offered an idea, pointing to several old machine tools on one side of the workshop outside and saying to Han Ming:
"Ming, since you can print servers, why don't you just use those old machine tools to make a metal table and chairs?"
Han Ming thought about it and felt that making some metal tables and chairs was not a problem, but because of their weight, printing this set of tables and chairs would take a long time.
Besides, it's okay to sit on a metal stool in this hot weather, but if it gets cold, your butt will freeze.
I decided to use some raw materials such as wood and leather to create a simple, comfortable seat.
Moreover, if it's all metal, it feels like the interrogation rooms and funeral homes in old police and gangster movies, filled with cold, metallic tables and chairs.
Han Ming felt uneasy staying in that kind of room.
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