Fight to the end
To confirm her guess, Ye Miaomiao invited Xu Lu's grandmother to help her make a bow for the mecha. Although making a weapon was different from making a mecha, Xu Lu's grandmother agreed to help at Ye Miaomiao's insistence.
This bow was for Ye Miaomiao, so Xu Lu's grandmother took extra care, personally selecting the materials and inspecting the equipment. A seasoned craftswoman, she exuded a confident air as she picked up her tools. As she pounded and hammered, even the onlookers could discern her expert skills.
"My old student has very solid basic skills, comparable to some masters who specialize in casting." Zhizi exclaimed.
Although the praise was not directed at Ye Miaomiao, she raised her little face proudly - what do you mean by "comparable to a master"? The talent she had cultivated with great enthusiasm was clearly a master's teacher.
Crafting a bow is much faster than crafting a mech, but it still takes about a day.
During this gap, Ye Miaomiao started his own "mass production" plan.
She first asked Guo Shizi to organize and package up the "master-level" works currently recorded in the StarCraft, some rumors on the StarCraft Internet, and Guo Shizi's own "artistic creations" and send them to her. The reason why Ye Miaomiao did this was very simple. Although she had the materials and the manpower, time was tight. She couldn't let the residents try one by one. Only with a goal can one create better.
In the fantasy, the fruit was shocked: I don’t know if I can create a miracle yet, why are you so confident?!
In reality, he swallowed his anger and said, "I'll send it to you, but what if... I can't replicate this master-level mecha?"
"No," Ye Miaomiao said with inexplicable confidence. "Miracles are the reward for hard work and dedication. Only outsiders with unrealistic ambitions would think they are miracles!"
Bearing Fruit: Are you sure mass production isn't too ambitious?
He sighed slightly and pulled out a folder from the screen. "I was very interested in this early on, and I went to the Interstellar Research Library specifically to look it up. The first few files are accessible with minimal permissions, but the last few attachments..." He winked at Ye Miaomiao, "Just take a look. If there's any rumors, I'll be summoned to court."
Ye Miaomiao felt impressed: the last few accessories are all good things, we should produce more.
When she took it and looked at it, she found that it was full of mechas and weapons with various special bonuses, and even spaceships - hand-made spaceships? Ye Miaomiao thought about that scene and felt that it was too outrageous.
But with attribute values multiplied several times and special effects added, just imagine the effect on the battlefield. Hmm... even the most outrageous things have to make sense.
Ye·Holds a huge amount of goods·Miao·Most of them are life players·Miao thought of a solution almost immediately.
In the empty laboratory, only the regular sound of hammering metal could be heard, like a dull rhythm. In such an environment, the noise of others talking quietly sounded like a soliloquy in one's head.
Suddenly, cheers rang out as the fruit was ripe: "It worked! It worked! It actually worked!"
He turned to find Ye Miaomiao to share his joy, but saw the latter coldly conveying orders to the AI: "All the assembly lines in the factory that produce mechas, weapons, and spaceships have stopped. Yes, the machine configuration in the factory still has so many production resources that cannot be wasted."
Fruit: Huh? Are you really going to start mass production?
Ye Miaomiao quickly cue him, "Professor Guozi, I've decided to let three researchers from Hunger Hunger Territory specialize in mecha, weapons design, and spaceship construction, respectively, lead this project. Since [Energy Stones] are essential, I'd like to invite you to assist. What do you think?"
Seeing Zhizi's twisted expression, Ye Miaomiao threw out a big move, "The entire factory's machinery, supplies, and personnel are available for unlimited use."
Bearing Fruit (immediately raising his hands high): This is exactly the huge stage he needs!
"But if the factory stops operating..." he asked, "I heard you've been under constant attack from space pirates lately. Without a constant supply of military supplies, won't that affect the war effort?"
"No, go for it." Ye Miaomiao had already calculated the stockpile and loss of military supplies. Based on today's highest loss, they could still survive for at least two months. While nothing is absolute, this stockpile was enough to support Ye Miaomiao's efforts and turn his bicycle into a motorcycle.
"Okay!" With no worries at all, Guozi happily agreed. Being able to participate in such a great project was something he had never dared to think about before!
"It's done, Miaomiao, what do you think?" In the room, a machine was numbering the bows. Xu Lu's grandmother came out and said kindly, "If it doesn't work, redo it. You young people are in danger on the battlefield, so don't ignore these small details."
"Very good," Ye Miaomiao gave a thumbs up, "Thank you, grandma. I feel twice as safe."
Xu Lu's grandmother burst into laughter.
Ye Miaomiao said, "I plan to mass-produce master-level mechas. I sincerely invite you, the first person to build a mecha, to work in my new project team. I really need you, the first person to build one, to demonstrate. I also sincerely invite other students. In the future, we will rely on you to be able to use master-level weapons on the battlefield."
Xu Lu's grandmother agreed, but everyone waved their hands. They might not have the strength to do it. But when they thought about the power of that mecha, their hearts burned with excitement—if it were deployed on the battlefield, it would be a powerful weapon that could defeat four enemies with one! This was definitely the greatest contribution they could make to clearing the game!
They were just discussing the difference between handmade and machine-made. They'd watched Grandma Xu Lu craft her bow and arrow, and they didn't see any special techniques. And she was the first person to build a master-level mecha, simply because she was the first to hand-build one—could they, in some sense, also hand-build a master-level mecha?
As they were rubbing their hands together, they exchanged glances: Elbow, go back and try again! ?
After Ye Miaomiao finished explaining the work, she took the bow and left the laboratory.
The folder that had just been handed down by Guo Zi was still on her screen. Apart from the attachment containing military supplies, the first few hundred pages were all items that improved the quality of life and had nothing to do with war.
The worst part was, there wasn't a single item related to food. Hungry Hungry had a lot of special-effect foods, so Ye Miaomiao knew how important food was. She'd originally hoped to gain some experience from Interstellar, but now it seemed like Hungry Hungry was the real culinary king.
Thinking of the mecha's power bonus just now, Ye Miaomiao simply sent a message to Zhang Jiajia: "How many foods with special bonuses are there now?"
"Yes, there are, such as [Cellar Wine: All Attributes +10, Professional Gain +400%, Resistance +20 (Duration 24 hours);]; and Thousand Layer Honey Cake, which are all regular rations for the army; and..." He spoke a lot without stopping, which showed that there were quite a few.
E E E had already stockpiled a lot of food, but Ye Miaomiao thought it was not enough.
"We'll focus on making these foods these days. We'll can them all for easy consumption during breaks on the battlefield. For example, there's canned braised pork belly for increased strength, and canned coffee for fatigue relief... Aside from the daily supply, we can suspend production of other foods."
Ye Miaomiao's serious words made Zhang Jiajia stand up straight. In the face of disaster, everyone has a responsibility. Even if he doesn't go to the battlefield, he is still a cook in the army, and he has to escort those who go to the battlefield.
"Mission accomplished!" He nodded in agreement.
Ye Miaomiao rushed to the clothing factory again. There were a lot of instructions about energy stone clothing on the documents. Although they were all about increasing charm effects... they were useless in the war, but she had great faith in her own residents and thought they could still be used after some modifications.
Ye Miaomiao told the factory about her requirements. Under Guozi's guidance, the skilled tailor made an extraordinary product - the energy stone combat suit was obtained√.
Fruit: “?”
"These days we will concentrate on making energy stone combat uniforms that increase defense and improve attribute values. The production of other ordinary clothing will be suspended." Ye Miaomiao said after thinking for a moment.
"Yes!" the tailors agreed in unison.
Ye Miaomiao then sent messages to a series of factories to confirm production plans. Finally, at night, after finishing her workday, she lay down. In her dream, she saw the factories working around the clock continuously churning out "master-level" props, burying her in a deep sea of props, nearly crushing her to death.
Ye Miaomiao woke up with a start—not a good sign.
Ye Miaomiao cleverly understood it as: She had to produce more master-level props, and there would always be one that could protect her in her dreams!
Over the next few days, Ye Miaomiao would occasionally wander around Guoshizi's office, checking to see if there was anything new to offer. If there was, she'd take it to production; if not, that was fine. Ye Miaomiao would use Guoshizi's screen to browse the Star Network. Of course, the latter was her purpose—Guoshizi couldn't bear to refuse his wealthy boss, so he secretly blocked the signal and allowed Ye Miaomiao to access the Star Network over the firewall, even though it might land him in jail.
Ye Miaomiao was really touched: Guo Guo! My only connection!
The situation in the Interstellar Federation was truly dire. Infectious diseases were spiraling out of control, and conflicts that were usually subtle were becoming more pronounced. Prices were skyrocketing across the interstellar landscape, and even peaceful regions were experiencing raging wars. Everyone feared the loss of their planet, or their own sudden death without a clear cause.
Ye Miaomiao: It's similar, very similar. This was the situation on the internet on the eve of World War II.
She was always on the alert for any unfavorable news on the interstellar internet, but unexpectedly, instead of receiving any news, she received people from Xiangzhi Star.
"How much energy stone have you found?" The secretary's face was very grim. As soon as he got off the spaceship, he said, "Don't worry. We on Balsam Star have always advocated peace and will never have any other thoughts about your energy stone mine. It's just..."
She shook the grass off her head irritably and said, "There's news from the Federation that someone is targeting you."
The secretary, or more precisely, the Star Master of the Balsam Star, did not want this perfect partner to disappear suddenly, so he took the risk to inform Ye Miaomiao.
"They're going to sanction you and label you an enemy of the entire Interstellar Federation. Several major factions have joined forces and are ready to divide up your Energy Stone. You'll receive news—tomorrow."
Ye Miaomiao, who had anticipated this, looked at the date: Oh no, it’s the thirty-first day until the final battle.
"Tsk," Ye Miaomiao laughed, "You're not even pretending anymore, so what excuse do you have to attack me?"
The secretary said angrily, "If you turn a pirate's identity into an interstellar citizen, you are the pirate. In front of the energy stone, what can't they do?!"
Seeing Ye Miaomiao still smiling, the secretary was very disappointed: "What are you going to do? Take your things and run away! This is the best way. I'm telling you, don't be naive and hope for a peaceful solution. Those forces... are very! Greedy!"
"Thank you for telling me," Ye Miaomiao looked as if she was not afraid of boiling water. Or perhaps she had been waiting for this round of disaster to come since she started the game, and until now, she inexplicably felt some anticipation and excitement.
Ye Miaomiao said word by word, "But none of us intend to retreat, nor do we intend to resolve it peacefully, because...
"We will fight them to the end."
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