A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Mrs. Mei, don't be polite. Mr. Mei once offered help to his father in a hurry, but Geng is just giving back a little."

Geng Wuxiang sat on the chair, Shu Ange poured boiling water from the thermos, brewed jasmine tea, and placed it in front of him.

The hospital lights illuminated the girl's face as white as ivory, and under her long and thick eyelashes were a pair of crescent-like eyes.

"Did you just read a book?"

Geng Wuxiang took the initiative to ask Shu Ange, she nodded: "I'm reading a book on weapon manufacturing, Mr. Geng, please use tea and snacks."

She opened the snack box and placed the elegant and light-colored pastries on the white-painted iron table.

Geng Wu has no interest in pastry, and is a little surprised that Shu Ange can read books on weapon making: "Few women are interested in weapon making. Your age is more suitable for studying medicine."

He didn't mean to look down on Shu Ange, it's safer for girls to study medicine in this day and age.

Even if you are not a doctor, you can have more self-protection skills.

"Huijuan is reading a book on weapon manufacturing? Why didn't your eldest brother find some medical books for you."

Mei Chunru frowned slightly, disapproving of girls reading such books at home.

She thought the same as Geng Wuxiang, a woman's life is too hard, and learning some real skills can give you more protection in life.

"I bought this book from a used bookstore. Mother, after high school, I will go to a medical university."

Shu Ange's words made Mei Chunru feel a lot more relieved.

Geng Wuxiang stood up from his chair, walked to the table by the window, and flipped through the books Shu Ange was reading.

He picked up the book and turned two pages, and when he saw the sketchbook she set aside, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes: "This is what you drew?"

It is difficult for a person without a foundation in physics and chemistry to draw the structure of a weapon so concisely and clearly.

Geng Wuxiang made a special comparison. The weapon model diagram on the white paper is clearer than the drawing in the book, and the data of each part of the gun is also very detailed.

He looked at it seriously for a long time, and his eyes became brighter: "Is this what you conceived yourself - the method of improving guns."

Huaguo is too weak in arms production, relying entirely on imitating foreign devils' firearms, and foreign devils are willing to sell the most advanced weapons to Huaguo.

Every time he trades arms with foreign devils, it can make Geng Wuxiang get angry.

They use low-end firearms of old models and inferior quality, and sell them at high prices in China.

"Yes, it is said that a new weapon called a submachine gun has been developed abroad, which is very lethal. I will try to improve the original firearm drawing to see if it can simulate the effect of a submachine gun."

Geng Wuxiang put down the book in his hand and quickly flipped through the firearms blueprint, not knowing what language to use to describe his feelings.

He came to Crane City this time to solve the problem of weapons production. To this end, he went to the church several times at the expense of honor and persuasion to persuade Father Wright Millans to serve as a staff officer in the arsenal under the name of Geng's army.

Father Milans's attitude was too firm, and Geng Wuxiang was unwilling to have a bad relationship with the Wright family, and the matter was deadlocked.

But now, Geng Wuxiang saw new hope.

A little girl can come up with all kinds of ways to improve a weapon after reading a gun-making book.

If she was given time to study and study weapon modification in depth, her achievements would be unimaginable.

Geng Wuxiang suppressed his excitement and carefully read the drawings many times.

After confirming that these drawings have the value of production and transformation, whether from a physical or practical point of view, he took the initiative to throw an olive branch to Shu Ange: "Miss Wen, are you willing to further study weapon manufacturing and produce the weapons on the drawings?"

Geng Wuxiang has been traveling for many years, and he knows a truth, not to judge heroes by age.

There are many strange people and strange things in the world. He has seen many who are close to demons, who are unforgettable, and who are born with divine power.

Shu Ange is talented in weapon making, and Geng Wuxiang is very fortunate that he made a special trip to the hospital and did not let her talent be buried.

What Geng Wuxiang said, Mei Chunru could understand each word separately, but she couldn't understand it together: "Mr. Geng, please think again... Huijuan is just a teenage girl, I can't bear it. Such a great responsibility."

Studying firearms and weapons is not a trivial matter. Mei Chunru is very timid, and she is afraid when she hears the sound of a gun. She has lived so many years and has never touched a gun with her own hands.

When she thought that her own daughter might go to firearms research, Mei Chunru felt a drum in her heart.

She is very grateful to Geng Wuxiang, who helped her when she was in a desperate situation, but it was difficult for her to accept that her daughter was in danger.

"Mrs. Mei, your daughter has an amazing talent in weapon improvement. To give an inappropriate example, her talent in this regard is comparable to that of Medicine Sage Li Shizhen."

The Mei family is in the business of medicinal materials. Mei Chunru has read the old private school, and Li Shizhen is famous.

Geng Wuxiang compared Shu Ange to Li Shizhen, making her speechless, not knowing what to say.

If the daughter is really so good at weapon improvement, should she, as a mother, fully support her?

"Mother, I want to engage in weapons research and manufacture."

Seeing Mei Chunru's hesitation, Shu Ange picked up the books on the table and said with bright eyes, "Mother, China is still in the most dangerous time. It is the responsibility of the country to rise and fall, and I want to do it for China too. The rise of the country is a force."

"Huijuan, it's good for you to have this idea, but you're too young. It's not too late to serve the country after you graduate from university."

Ever since she knew that Wen Huijuan might be her own daughter, Mei Chunru felt deeply indebted to her.

Over the years, she has not fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother one day, watching her being insulted, beaten and scolded by Liu Guixiang.

She wanted to make up for her daughter and wanted her to grow up later and be a carefree girl.

"Mrs. Mei don't have to worry, Ling Ai can continue her studies. If she wants, the Geng family can send her to study abroad. Also, please rest assured, we will hide Ling Ai's identity and never let her encounter any danger."

Geng Wuxiang's sonorous and powerful promise successfully dispelled most of Mei Chunru's concerns.

She looked at Shu Ange, and her loving eyes revealed a bit of helplessness: "You are an ambitious child. Mother only hopes that you can be safe. There are thousands of children in China, and the mother only has two children, you and Wei Yong."

"Mother……"

Speaking of emotions, Shu Ange also showed a sentimental color.

"The target character's favorability is +20, and the current favorability is 50."

The favorability soared by 20, Shu Ange thought for a while, and instantly understood the reason.

Thinking about Geng Wuxiang's days, he must be very troubled about weapon improvement, so after solving it, he was very happy, and his favorability for her also skyrocketed.

Geng Wuxiang could not wait to bring Shu Ange back to the base camp overnight to participate in the research and manufacture of weapons.

Considering her and Mrs. May's feelings, she had to make another appointment to discuss the matter in detail.