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"It's perfect... I can't find a single flaw. On the contrary, there are many improvements with absurd cost-performance."
"Do you believe it?"
"What choice do we have? The facts are right there."
"I feel like I can retire. Are all young people like this now?"
"No. This is an anomaly. An exception among exceptions. A genius among geniuses."
"So... should we approve it?"
"Yes. Why hold him back? With someone like him, arrogance isn't a concern. He has every right to be proud."
A group of mecha designers gathered in the conference room.
The atmosphere was strange.
Frustration.
Shock.
Joy.
And more.
Finally, a document titled "Evaluation Report on the Latest Mecha Model and Improvement Suggestions for Existing Mechas" was handed to Zhao Wei by Qin Guang.
"..."
Qin Guang stayed silent, glancing at Zhao Wei several times.
If he remembered correctly, Zhao Wei had been frozen in the same position for half an hour.
Not literally frozen.
But close enough.
"Ahem." Qin Guang coughed twice.
"I'm fine..." Zhao Wei said.
His voice was hoarse.
He cleared his throat, forcing himself to calm down.
Reluctantly, he pulled his gaze away from the report and looked at Qin Guang.
"This report... it's definitely correct?"
"Yes," Qin Guang replied.
He understood Zhao Wei's reaction and didn't mock the obvious question.
"Phew..." Zhao Wei exhaled deeply. "Go talk to Morin. Transfer the one hundred million to his account. Ask if he has any other requests. Fulfill whatever you can directly. If you need my approval, call me."
With that, Zhao Wei stood up.
"And arrange a plane. I'm going to the capital."
He held the report tightly.
A smile crept onto his face without him noticing.
"You're planning to..." Qin Guang hesitated.
"Didn't they say we couldn't produce anything? That the mecha project was a waste? That we should scrap it and build walls instead?" Zhao Wei said, raising the report.
"I'm going to show them that even God is on my side."
...
"One hundred million RMB has been transferred," Qin Guang said with a smile, completely unfazed by the amount.
"Do you have any other needs? Please speak freely. I'll do my best to solve them."
It wasn't his money.
Of course he didn't feel pain.
Besides, it was worth every cent.
"That mecha wasn't my best design," Morin said calmly. "I only made it to demonstrate my capabilities."
"There's no need to rush production. I'll develop a better one later."
"What?"
Qin Guang's eyes widened instantly.
The shock ceiling shattered again.
The model unanimously approved by all mecha designers-
The one that improved multiple existing technologies-
Wasn't even his best work?
He did it casually?
Casually?!
Qin Guang went silent.
"Do you understand what I mean?" Morin asked when he didn't respond.
"I do! I do!" Qin Guang snapped back to his senses. "I'll tell Big Brother Zhao immediately!"
He even slipped into using Zhao Wei's nickname.
"Yes," Morin nodded. "I've suddenly had some inspiration."
Morin didn't care about the form of address.
Secretaries and bosses often shared close relationships.
Nicknames were normal.
His attention was entirely on his profession panel.
[Mech Designer] had already advanced.
Advanced.
"You should continue working," Qin Guang said quickly.
He didn't dare disturb him.
Inspiration was precious.
A genius mecha designer's inspiration?
That was ancestral-level.
Worship-worthy.
Besides, he needed to report this new bombshell immediately.
The "treasure" they were protecting...
Wasn't even the real one.
...
Morin returned to his residence and opened his profession panel.
[Mech Designer - Advanced (434/10000)]
Title Effects:
[Intelligence] +1000 (No more wasting time!)
[Advanced Mech Repair Skill] (Unscientific. Extremely magical.)
[Advanced Mech Controller] (A designer should be able to control their own creations-
in knowledge... and in body.)
[Advanced Mech Item Draw] (A certain black-and-white Antarctic creature once said: you can play without money, but it's more fun if you have it.)
"What the..." Morin muttered.
This was rare for him.
The rewards were insane.
[Advanced Mech Repair Skill] was basically a repair spell.
If his mecha was damaged, he wouldn't need downtime or factory repairs.
Just activate it.
Fixed.
Then there was [Advanced Mech Controller].
It mirrored his [Advanced Car Controller] from [Auto Mechanic].
Beyond knowledge upgrades, it allowed instant comprehension of a mech's condition and perfect control.
Finally-
The biggest surprise.
[Beginner Mech Blueprint Draw] had become [Advanced Mech Item Draw].
Not just advanced blueprints.
Items.
If he was lucky...
A complete mecha.
This wasn't a bronze-to-diamond upgrade.
This was looting the database.
Morin immediately selected [Advanced Mech Item Draw].
"Ten consecutive draws!"
[Warning: Insufficient Mech Designer experience.
Please earn more experience and try again.]
Morin: "!!!"
Four hundred-plus experience points weren't enough for one draw.
How much did a single draw cost?
That suddenly felt like a serious issue.
The system offered no explanation.
As usual.
Morin decided to test it.
A single draw.
Before doing so, he remembered something important.
And so-
He went to the bathroom.
Washed his hands solemnly.
Paid respects to the God of the Lavatory, the Lord of Black and Yellow above the Gray Fog-
And his subordinate, Miss "Justice."
The God of Poverty wasn't worthy of prayer.
"Miss Justice, please bless me with luck and wealth. Fellow transmigrators, we're from the same place-take care of me."
"As for this world's protagonist..."
"Forget it. Too far away."
"I'm a protagonist too."
Morin muttered to himself.
Ritual complete.
He performed a righteous single draw.
[You have obtained: EVA Unit-01 Blueprint - Incomplete
via Advanced Mech Item Draw]
Morin: "!!!???"
Miss Justice was incredible.
The transmigrator seniors were incredible.
He was incredible.
A single draw.
Gold.
Even if it was incomplete, that meant it could be completed.
After calming down, Morin checked his experience points.
His mouth twitched.
One draw consumed 100 experience points.
So expensive.
If only he could use money from other professions to draw.
The system remained silent.
Probably pretending to be stupid.
Morin had long grown used to it.
He repeated the ritual.
Another single draw.
[You have obtained: High-Frequency Plasma Solidification Technology]
[You have obtained: Advanced Alloy Formula]
[You have obtained: Mecha Aatrox Blueprint]
After three more single draws, Morin stared at the results.
And fell silent.
This...
Was this a normal draw?
Or a golden draw?
Tencent couldn't possibly be this generous.
Four gold items from single draws?
This had to be fake Tencent.
Or...
Was his luck just that good?
The description did say-
With money, it's more fun.
This was definitely fun.
Morin made up his mind.
Earn money.
Save experience.
And start designing his own mecha.
He studied the [Mecha Aatrox Blueprint] carefully.
In his mind, the completed form was already clear.
Dominating.
Handsome.
Mechs truly were a man's romance.
As for manufacturing?
He wasn't worried.
The world's current technology couldn't produce it.
But the two technologies he'd just drawn filled the gaps perfectly.
Combined with the advanced knowledge from [Advanced Mech Controller]-
Everything could be deduced.
Everything could be completed.
Every manufacturing problem could be solved.
That was why Morin suspected this was a fake system.
All gold.
All useful.
Perfectly matched.
It was far too generous.
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