72 hours.
Military court.
The crime of leaking top state secrets.
Every word Leng Nan uttered was like a block of ice, striking everyone's hearts and instantly extinguishing the fervor that had been ignited by the miracle.
The air was even more deathly still than before.
If the silence just now was shock, then the silence now is fear.
"This is insane... This is fucking insane!" Geng Yu was the first to shout out in shock. He rushed to Qin Xiao, his face drained of color. "Brother Xiao! We can't take this! We absolutely can't take this! 72 hours? We don't even have a complete production line! Workers, raw materials, equipment setup... we have nothing! This is simply an impossible task!"
Ling Changning was also deathly pale. He knew more about production than Geng Yu. He muttered to himself, "Don't even mention 72 hours, even if we had three months, we might not be able to get the process running smoothly... This isn't an order, it's a death sentence!"
It has resurfaced.
This word perfectly describes Fatty Zhang's current state.
The fear and despair on his face vanished, replaced by a morbid, post-traumatic ecstasy.
"Hahaha...hahahaha!" He clutched his stomach, laughing louder than ever before, tears streaming down his face. "Karma! It really is karma! Qin Xiao, you've finally met your match! Showing off? Keep it up! Ning's era? I think your death is nigh!"
"That's right! Let's see how he gets out of this!"
"I thought he was really capable, but it turns out he dug a hole for himself!"
"72 hours? Even a god couldn't create that! He'll be court-martialed!"
When a wall falls, everyone pushes it down. The colleagues who were just moments ago trembling with fear have now become active again, with all sorts of sarcastic remarks rising and falling, even more vicious than the previous mockery.
Su Wanying and Gu Siqing's hearts clenched. They quickly walked to Qin Xiao's side, their faces filled with anxiety.
"Qin Xiao, don't be impulsive, this is too dangerous!"
"We need to think of another way; we can't agree to her request!"
The whole world seemed to be telling Qin Xiao that this was a dead end.
However, Qin Xiao, who was at the center of the storm, did not change his expression at all.
He didn't even look at the clamoring clowns, nor did he heed his friends' advice.
He simply looked at Leng Nan and calmly asked, "The contract requires my signature, right?"
Leng Nan's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
She had imagined all sorts of reactions from Qin Xiao: shock, anger, fear, bargaining... but she never expected him to ask that question so calmly.
“Yes.” She squeezed out the word through gritted teeth.
Qin Xiao nodded, and then, in front of everyone, he took out his phone.
He didn't do anything extra; he simply dialed a number.
The call was answered almost instantly.
Qin Xiao put the phone to his ear and said something that no one present, including Leng Nan, could understand at all.
"Sister Mengru, we can begin according to the plan."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Sister Mengru?
plan?
What plan?
Just as everyone was filled with doubt, and Fatty Zhang thought Qin Xiao was deliberately stalling for time—
"Boom—Rumble—Rumble—"
A muffled and loud roar suddenly came from behind them, from inside the seemingly empty and simple factory building.
The sound was like the roar of a sleeping steel behemoth awakening.
Everyone instinctively turned around to look.
Under their horrified gaze, the massive alloy curtain wall, which was being used as a backdrop and was over ten meters high and several tens of meters wide, began to slowly rise!
Dust flew everywhere, and the sound of gears turning was deafening.
Behind the curtain wall was not the empty space or simple workshop they had imagined.
Instead, it was a science fiction world they had never seen before.
Brightly lit!
Hundreds of precision robotic arms operate methodically and at high speed in a dust-free environment. On the fully automated production line, metal modules resembling the "power bank" in Qin Xiao's hand are being rapidly assembled, tested, and packaged.
The entire workshop was devoid of workers, filled only with cold machinery and flashing data streams.
This is a factory of the future that is already operating at full speed!
"This...this...this..." Fatty Zhang's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He pointed at the rising curtain wall, stammering and unable to finish a sentence.
The crowd fell completely silent.
They felt that their brains were no longer able to process the information they were seeing.
It turns out that what they visited, mocked, and scorned today was, from beginning to end, just a curtain on a stage.
The real performance, however, was taking place quietly behind the scenes in ways they could never have imagined.
Just then, a beautiful figure gracefully walked out of that futuristic workshop.
Fang Mengru was dressed in a well-tailored black business suit and wore gold-rimmed glasses. She exuded a mature and intellectual charm and a powerful aura of strategic command. Behind her followed a team of technicians in the same uniform.
She walked straight up to Qin Xiao, bowed slightly, and handed him a tablet computer, her voice clear and strong.
"Boss, the No. 1 production line of 'Ning's Era' officially started up ten minutes ago. As per your instructions, all production processes are seamlessly integrated, and the current production capacity is stable at fifty standard units per hour."
She paused for a moment, then added.
"The first batch of products has passed the final quality inspection and is ready to be packaged and shipped at any time."
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