Please pull the trigger for this world one more time.

Inside the office building of [United Eight Directions].

"Young Master, there's a phone call for you."

"Okay, I'll be right there." Mo Zian put down his pen, walked to the phone, and took the receiver. "Hello, this is Mo Zian."

"Hey, Zian, this is Jiang Lüde." Jiang Lüde's voice came from inside.

"Greetings, teacher," Mo Zian quickly greeted. "You're looking for students? Did our funding application get approved? So fast?"

"That's right."

Jiang Lude's voice sounded light and cheerful, "After all, I am a member of the royal family, so I still have some face. Now that the Lantern Festival is over, I don't need to stay in the capital anymore. I'll take the official document with me and go to [Unite All Directions] this afternoon."

"Okay, teacher." Mo Zian also seemed very excited. "My master and I are waiting for you at the factory."

"Alright, let's talk again when we meet. I'll hang up now."

"Okay, teacher, see you this afternoon."

Mo Zian hung up the phone and went straight to Gui Haishuo's office.

"Oh, Brother Lu is coming this afternoon?" Gui Haishuo asked.

"Yes, our research funding has come through, and our factory has all the necessary equipment, so we can produce some experimental accessories."

Mo Zian explained, then asked with some curiosity, "Master, you must have received an invitation to this project as well, aren't you interested?"

Gui Haishuo shook his head: "It's not that I'm not interested, but rather that there's no need for me to be interested."

Seeing Mo Zian's somewhat puzzled expression, Gui Haishuo continued, "Brother Lü is now a shareholder of our United Eight Directions, so I will no longer get involved."

Moreover, our factory is indeed too busy right now; we'll definitely need to install a large batch of new machines after the New Year.

Mo Zian nodded, somewhat sighing, "I just didn't expect that Teacher would agree to invest. I thought he was royalty..."

"Zi'an, Brother Lu is indeed arrogant, but his arrogance does not actually stem from his royal status, but from his talent."

Gui Haishuo said with some emotion, "After eating human grains for so many years, I finally understand that many times, strong alliances are the key. The confrontational plots in martial arts novels are not applicable in reality most of the time."

......

Mo Zian, having learned that Jiang Lude was coming, naturally waited at the factory, thus canceling his original plan to go home in the afternoon.

However, Mo Zian did not intend to remain idle during this period.

"Third brother! Third brother! Come here!"

"You've arrived, young master."

Wearing the uniform, Shan Hao looked very capable. Although this young worker from Tianhe Port was not highly educated, he had excellent practical skills. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was skillful and reliable.

It received unanimous praise in the factory in just a few days.

Mo Zian handed a set of drawings to Shan Hao and asked, "How is it? Can it be done?"

Shan Hao took the blueprints, glanced at them, and said in a relaxed tone, "It can definitely be made. It's not difficult; it's just a helmet... Young Master, may I ask what you intend to use it for?"

"Riding a motorcycle in winter is too cold. The cold wind is like a knife. And if you fall, the helmet can protect your head," Mo Zian said.

"Understood. We have all the materials. When do you need them?" Shan Hao asked, looking at the blueprints. "I can get them to you in two days at the earliest."

"So fast?"

Mo Zian was taken aback: "The glass on this helmet must have gone to a glass factory, right, Third Brother?"

"Young Master, have you forgotten? Wasn't this the old Etherware Factory?" Shan Hao chuckled. "There's a small glass kiln in a corner on the first floor. It's fully equipped. If we had too many, we'd have to find a glass factory. These one or two samples are definitely not needed."

"But who knows how to make glass?" Mo Zian continued to ask. "Does the third brother know how?"

"Of course, young master." Shan Hao patted his chest. "When I was 14, I was an apprentice in a glass factory and worked there for four years."

Mo Zian looked at the other person as if he had discovered a treasure, then put his arm around Shan Hao's shoulder: "Then I'll leave this to you... By the way, don't rush the helmet thing, I have a big job for you this afternoon!"

"Alright, young master."

……

in the afternoon.

A vehicle bearing the Royal Golden Dragon logo slowly drove into the factory area.

Mo Zian, who was waiting at the door, took the briefcase handed to him by Jiang Lüde and welcomed his teacher into the factory.

"Not bad, it's a refreshing change." Jiang Lüde exclaimed, looking at the bustling atmosphere in the factory.

At this moment, Gui Haishuo and Hengshu came downstairs to greet them. After exchanging a few pleasantries, Mo Zian led Jiang Lude into an open room.

"Teacher, this is your office, and here is the key." Mo Zian gestured for him to come in. "Please come in."

"Oh? There's an office here?" Jiang was somewhat surprised and slowly walked into the room—

The room was not complicated but tasteful, and all the necessary items were provided.

There was even a single bed on the other side of the office. The room was sunny, and a ray of afternoon sunlight shone into the room.

Even if it's your first time here, you can feel a strange sense of familiarity and comfort.

Jiang Lu smiled. He really liked and loved this place, even though he probably wouldn't have many opportunities to come here.

"Of course, since you're a shareholder here, it's essential to provide you with an office." Mo Zian stood at the door. "There's a small workshop in the factory that specializes in precision machining. It's fully equipped, and we can supply almost all of our parts. I'll take you there."

"it is good."

The two arrived at the precision manufacturing workshop, where Jiang Lude inspected the entire workshop and was very satisfied.

"Let's get started without delay."

Jiang Lude found a work gown in the cabinet. "School starts on the 45th of the month. Let's try to finish making all the parts before school starts. We can put the assembly on hold for now."

"Okay, teacher."

Mo Zian didn't waste any time. After putting on a long gown, he took out a thick stack of blueprints from his briefcase. "Teacher, should we call a worker to help? We still have some manpower here."

"Are there any reliable people?" Jiang Lude asked.

"Yes," Mo Zian said with certainty. "He's from Tianhe Port, so he's Dafu's childhood friend. He's several years older than us and quite capable."

Jiang Lüde keenly picked up on some information and said with a smile, "It would be best if someone could help. Go and call him over, I'll take a look."

Shan Hao was summoned to the precision manufacturing workshop by Mo Zian.

"This is my teacher, and also another shareholder of our United Eight Directions, Lieutenant Colonel Jiang Lude," Mo Zian introduced.

Upon hearing the other person's surname, Shan Hao quickly lowered his eyelids, bowed, and said, "This humble citizen, Shan Hao, greets you, sir."

"Well, Zi'an calls you Third Brother, so I'll call you that too," Jiang Lü said calmly. "I heard from Zi'an that you're quite skillful, so I'll test you."

Jiang Lu picked out a drawing and handed it to Shan Hao, "Here, take a look. Do you recognize it? How do you make it?"

Shan Hao took the blueprints with both hands. Although he had only been in the factory for a few days, he was quite eager to learn and had already gained some knowledge about ether guns.

"In response to your question, this is a piston rod, and the one next to it should be a safety mechanism, which can be cast or machined."

"Oh? You actually know him?" Jiang Lu looked at the person in front of her with a humble attitude with some surprise, and then looked at Mo Zi'an.

Mo Zian explained, "Before coming here, the third brother was a worker in a machine factory. Although it was an assembly line job, he was still familiar with the machines."

I saw that he could read, so I gave him some introductory books. To be honest, he just arrived on the seventh day of the lunar new year, and today is only the seventeenth. I imagine he's done a lot of homework these past few days.

"Hmm, you're quite eager to learn."

Jiang Lüde stepped forward and patted Shan Hao on the shoulder. "Learning is not judged by social status, and virtue is not judged by appearance. Only those who strive for progress can be considered the essence of a gentleman... These days, you will work in this precision manufacturing workshop. We do need some manpower here."

"Yes, sir."

……

For the next ten days or so, Jiang Lüde and Mo Zian simply lived in the factory, and with Shan Hao's help, they made the parts from the blueprints into actual products one by one.

It must be said that Shan Hao not only has the hands of a natural craftsman, but also the heart of a craftsman.

They were both efficient and meticulous in their work, and many delicate parts were completed on the first try, without needing to be reworked or polished. As a result, the project, which was originally scheduled for a tight 45-day deadline, was basically completed on the 42nd.

Jiang Lü was very satisfied with Shan Hao, and in his spare time he was even willing to give him some pointers and teach him some knowledge and tips about weapons.

Mo Zian noticed another person, a young man named Hu Lu—the same young man whom Lao San called Hulu. He didn't talk much, and many people called him the Silent Gourd.

Mo Zian noticed him not for anything else, but because of his cooking skills.

Jiang Lüde was born into royalty. Apart from eating only a few boiled eggs in the morning, he would call various restaurants to order food for lunch and dinner, pack the dishes and have them delivered to the factory, and then enjoy them slowly in his office.

Mo Zian didn't have such a grand affair. He politely declined Jiang Lu's invitation to eat with him, and instead, the workers crowded around a table to eat from the communal pot.

This young man named Hu Lu was hired by the kitchen staff on his first day because he could cook. From that day on, Mo Zian managed to make the communal meals taste like stir-fries.

……

this day.

"Come on, Hulu, come and eat with us." Mo Zian said, holding a steamed bun in his hand. "Eat it while it's hot, we'll clean up later."

The sturdy young man draped a dry towel around his neck, jogged to the table, and bowed slightly to Mo Zian with a simple and honest manner.

Mo Zian patted the stool next to him, Hu Lu nodded, plopped down in his seat, grabbed a hot bun and put it in his mouth.

"Gourd!" Shan Hao, sitting opposite him, frowned and scolded.

Hu Lu, whose mouth was already stuffed with steamed buns and stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, stared blankly at the other person. Shan Hao was about to say something, but was interrupted by Mo Zi'an's gesture of not caring.

"Eating is for resting. We're not having a grand banquet here, so we don't have all those fancy rules." Mo Zian then looked at Hu Lu and said while eating, "Hulu, who did you learn your cooking skills from?"

"I had a cookbook at home." Hu Lu spoke slowly. "Later, I went to help in the kitchen, scraping the bottom of the pot and stuff. I watched the chefs cook and learned some things."

Mo Zian nodded, ate a couple of bites of food, and then suddenly said, "Hulu, I'll find you a proper teacher. You can become an apprentice. Are you willing? Your talent is being wasted here."

Hu Lu dropped the half-eaten bun in his hand into the bowl, stared blankly at Mo Zi'an, and then nodded vigorously.

"willing!"

"I'm willing to learn to cook, thank you, young master!"