Once it concerns the autonomy and fundantal interests of their own workshops, no craftsman can easily back down.
Moreover, even if the Lou Family does this, it's beyond reproach. After all, they have a large family to feed and have invested so much, only to get so marginal benefits. Isn't it possible that other projects are starting, other channels need investnt?
No one is running a charity.
By comparison, Lou Feng, who is well known and sufficiently capable, is the most suitable candidate.
However, Ji Jue, who maintains the leading position, has to face the terrifying consumption required by the Fly King, as well as Lou Feng's resentnt and grievances, and make concessions elsewhere.
Compared with other craftsn and cooperative partners, Lou Feng is already the best choice to negotiate with. Ji Jue sincerely hopes for a long-term cooperation. Otherwise, if truly pushed to the brink, and the other side stalls until completing the five years and then leaves, it would indeed beco an irreconcilable situation.
At this mont, when Lou Feng signed his na on the docunt, with the subsequent investnt almost about to arrive, Ji Jue no longer hid anything.
He directly took him to the Prosperity.
Nowadays, this freighter anchored outside New Spring is Ji Jue's workshop in na. As for the Doomsday Special Train and Punabantu, let's keep a little privacy and secrets from each other.
There's no way around it. There are too many things in hand that cannot see the light of day.
The developnt and cultivation of the Fly King is a bottomless pit, continuously requiring internal investnt. If there's no returns or output, no one would foolishly be the victim.
Furthermore, Ji Jue has high hopes for its future prospects.
If it turns out well, it could beco the flagship product and the signature of the joint workshop between both parties.
And at this mont, in the workshop, what appeared before Lou Feng was the initial outco and output of the Fly King project. Ignoring those PPTs just used to draw pictures for people, the real product was here.
In the display area of the workshop, a chanical product about the size of a single-door refrigerator was activated from the console and began to move with its short legs.
Its square head had a display screen, and a charging cable like a tail hung at its rear end, with two triangular cat ear-style antennas on top, and even two huge chanical hands, giving it a strangely cute vibe.
Moreover, the armored plates covering its body and the detailed data of the internal motors of the model itself already highlighted the terrifying defense capability and power output this device possessed.
This is essentially an enhanced exoskeleton device that can't be worn—no, the interior space can even accommodate a person when necessary...
After circling around it, Lou Feng slightly touched it with his hand twice, and he almost completely grasped the performance and structure of the entire product.
"This is the primary output of the first phase of the Fly King project, the future flagship product of the Coast Technology Company—Type I Riot Guard Cat. Currently, all the security cats in New Spring are its early products and prototype machines. Based on this, I have adjusted and upgraded the design," Ji Jue slowly explained.
"Besides audio recording and 360-degree surveillance, it's equipped with mature Spiritual Wisdom cultivated by the Fly King, able to detect any external threats at any ti and protect the target, just like this…"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a handgun from his pocket and repeatedly pulled the trigger at Lou Feng.
At the mont when Lou Feng instinctively defended, he heard the roar right next to him.
The cute chanical cat, originally sitting with its short legs folded, suddenly erupted, the armor covering its body unfolded like scales, and amidst the electric flashes, a heavy shield sprung from its giant hand, blocking in front of Lou Feng.
Amidst the alarm, all the bullets were stopped in their tracks.
After Ji Jue exhausted a magazine, he abruptly turned around without warning, suddenly pouncing on Lou Feng, while the structure of its chest opened up, swallowing Lou Feng whole.
Imdiately after, the roar erupted at the end of the workshop.
Machine gun firing.
Amidst the roar, armor-piercing rounds with penetrating structures blasted the entire chanical cat off the ground. With a sharp sound, sparks flew, tumbling as it crashed into the wall, tearing through the original camouflage, and fell into the pre-prepared testing ground.
Then, the clear sound of steel friction rang out, and machine gun towers rose up from the ground.
Under the pre-arranged firepower coverage, loud noises continued without interruption, the outer armor protecting the chanical cat rapidly twisted and shattered, while the internal structure quickly deford.
Yet, Ji Jue was still not satisfied and personally shouldered the flathrower, pulling the trigger towards the chanical cat.
Don't bla , old Lou, this is a necessary test!
It has nothing to do with you pointing your finger at and cursing for so long; I'm not such a petty person, am I?
But I must say, it feels really satisfying!
Under the scorching Fierce Flas, the test model was completely burned into a scorching crimson ruin, and in the silence, a violent, choking cough sounded.
From the twisted living coffin, Lou Feng climbed out, covered in dust, gasping violently, with heat-resistant tal foam injected urgently during the situation still on his body...
After coughing and gasping, the first mont he reacted, he pointed at Ji Jue's nose and swore angrily. But after cursing for fifteen minutes, he finally cald down.
When he looked at the wreckage behind him, he couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
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