Chapter 3010 - 1002: First Power Armor, Then the True Gundam—Are You Treating Our Design Bureau Like Monkeys? (Table Flip)

Chapter 3010: Chapter 1002: First Power Armor, Then the True Gundam—Are You Treating Our Design Bureau Like Monkeys? (Table Flip)

The official personnel shrugged, pulled out his phone, and selected a photo to show the others. Everyone sucked in a cold breath—wow, this level is really high, it’s practically at the elder level.

"Damn it, look! Why not look! It’s already this time."

As the big shots hesitated, the man sipping tea cursed while undoing the file folder, saying:

"I’m halfway buried in the ground. I don’t know if I’ll see the realization of what I’ve researched all my life, but now I can glance at future technology—a dream come true...

Holy crap!

What the hell is this?

Solar engine!?

This must be a more advanced variant of the anti-gravity engine! Can it also emit high-energy beams equivalent to a small nuclear weapon on the ground?"

His exclamation made the others decide to open the file folder and carefully review the data currently collected by players from various sources.

This time the photo didn’t undergo any detail editing; it’s completely in its original state. In Old Horse’s photo, you can even see Little Wei Ming spreading his wings in front of the Solar Ship’s radar in a comedic pose.

The young official personnel took out a projection device to display a video to the big shots.

It was a real-game footage shot by Dasaen pleading with the fastest flyer among the players, Cheche, holding the Adventure Assistant, orbiting the Solar Ship for a round—it was supposed to be uploaded to the Transia Tavern app, but was withheld by Old Qin for being too sensitive.

"Stop! Rewind a few seconds so I can see the external arrangement of this solar engine."

Now Old Horse is entirely glued to the front of the projection, seriously observing the scene while muttering a few things to himself, then turning to the colleagues behind him:

"Doesn’t this thing look like the energy release part of a giant magnetic field confinement device?"

"Are you saying the energy source of this Solar Ship is a movable cold nuclear fusion reactor?"

The tea-sipping big shot reacted immediately.

He scrutinized it, unsure and said:

"It looks a bit like it, but can’t confirm without seeing it in person... Huh? What’s going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

The big shots turned to look outside the room, hearing angry and frantic shouts from the next room. The elders exchanged glances and quickly went next door to check it out. As soon as they neared the door, they heard shouting inside:

"What a joke! Battle exoskeletons are one thing, they at least show some shadow of current technology. Showing this Black Tech Power Armor is another, as it’s considered the future application direction of exoskeletons—the ultimate form of single-soldier weapon.

But what the hell are you thinking by giving me this ’Gundam Blueprint’?

Ah!

Are you insinuating we demonstrate hand-crafted Gundam skills for you? Do you know what a truly mechanical lifeform signifies?

Enough!

Really enough!

Even jokes have limits. An intelligent robot of this level—it’s impossible even a thousand years from now!

Look at the parameters you provided—what do you mean the external armor can withstand molecular-level cutting? Is such material realistically possible? Have you gone looney from watching superhero movies? Should I try making a piece of Vibranium for you?

Do you think I’m stupid?! Or do you find this joke funny? April Fool’s Day is over, and I don’t celebrate foreign holidays!"

"Sir! Calm down, please. It’s just to confirm the technical route, not saying you have to start now."

"At this point, how can you expect me to calm down! With what you presented, everything I designed feels like crap.

I don’t care!

I don’t believe such a thing can exist physically. I must see it with my own eyes! No matter what, not even if Old Qin himself shows up! Get the confidentiality agreement and employment papers ready, I’m signing now, give me a helmet!

I am going over right now to see what kind of trickery you bastards are selling in your gourd!"

"Hold on, how do you know about the helmet? You even know Lord Qin is the working group’s executor? Sir!!! If you don’t clarify this today, we’ll have to send you to the relevant authorities immediately."

"Cough cough... I’m with the Appetite Relief Party, alright!? I’ve been waiting for a helmet for three months! Anyway... give me one now! I need to see if what you claim is truly that fantastic."

Ps:

Thanks to ’Origin’ brother and ’Mortals Leaf’ brother for the Alliance Hierarch reward. My grandfather’s health is critical, so I may not manage to add more updates on time; the Alliance Hierarch updates from these brothers will be added next month. Please understand.