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"Not a penny more." Li Yichen tucked his phone under his shoulder, freeing his hand to grab the car keys on the table. "If anyone dares to block the door downstairs again, tell them to cancel their order. Future Technology doesn't need their few orders."

On the other end of the phone, Ji Yanran's deep breath came through the receiver.

"Boss Li, you're a heartless, hands-off manager. Those people below you are worth trillions combined; they control half of the automotive industry in China. You want me to handle them all by myself?"

"The capable should do more." Li Yichen opened the bedroom door and strode out. "You decide the contract details yourself, and stick to a price of 50,000 yuan per ton. Don't give them any room to negotiate. If you want to break through the ceiling of car safety, you have to follow my rules."

Before Ji Yanran could complain any further, he pressed the hang-up button.

Go downstairs.

Push open the villa gate.

I got into that white Tank 700.

He floored the accelerator.

The V6 twin-turbocharged engine roared powerfully as the massive vehicle tore through the morning mist and headed straight for the giant enclosed dock of the future space base.

The street scenes on both sides of the road rushed past.

Inside the car, Ling'er's voice came through the car stereo.

"Brother, the base's perimeter security has been raised to the highest level. Electromagnetic snipers have been deployed on all high points within three kilometers. The anti-aircraft missile arrays are in preheating mode. Not even a fly can get in."

"Keep quiet." Li Yichen held the steering wheel with one hand, his eyes fixed straight ahead. "Today is a big day."

The image of the hacked alien spaceship wreckage in Area 51 flashed through his mind, as did the blue beam of light that pierced into the depths of space.

Five years.

Even shorter.

An alien fleet could arrive on Earth at any time.

On this planet, politicians are still scheming for votes and hegemony, and capitalists are still scrambling to grab a few tons of special steel.

They had no idea that the sword of Damocles hanging over humanity's heads had already fallen.

What Li Yichen needs to do now is to personally forge a shield that can block this sword, and a sharp blade that can pierce the heart of the alien fleet.

Forty minutes later.

Tank 700 came to a steady stop in the core area of ​​the base.

The security level here is terrifying.

The special concrete wall, which is 20 meters high, is densely covered with high-voltage power grids and laser sensors.

Fully armed T-800 Terminators were stationed every three steps, their red electronic eyes flashing coldly in the morning light.

Li Yichen pushed open the car door and strode towards the heavy, airtight door that was thirty meters high.

Iris scan.

Gene lock verification.

Voiceprint comparison.

The three highest levels of authority will grant green lights in sequence.

"laugh--"

A dull thud of pressure release sounded, and the heavy alloy doors slowly slid open to both sides.

As soon as the door opened a crack, the blinding blue light of welding, accompanied by the deafening roar of machinery, rushed towards us.

Liu Ruyan, sporting heavy dark circles under her eyes and wearing thick-soled work boots, strode towards us.

Her hair was casually tied up behind her head with a pencil, her work clothes were stained with several oil stains, and she was holding a roll of electronic drawings in her hand.

"President Li, your timing is spot on!" Liu Ruyan shouted, trying to drown out the background noise. "The laying of the ship's intricate 700,000 meters of superconducting cables has just been completed. All three thousand energy shield nodes are connected. Now, only the last piece of superconducting tungsten-gold fusion alloy back main armor plate remains to be installed."

Li Yichen looked up.

His gaze swept past Liu Ruyan's shoulder and into the interior of the dock.

It was a stunning picture of heavy industry developed to its extreme.

Two thousand silver-white T-800 Terminators, under Ling'er's microsecond-level computing power scheduling, worked like a swarm of tireless worker ants.

They climbed onto the massive ship's frame, their robotic arms precisely performing welding, riveting, and grinding processes.

The blue and white sparks spewed from the welding torch intertwined into a net, like a reversed meteor shower.

The light from the light on the entire hundred-meter-high dome flickered between light and shadow.

The air was thick with the smell of ozone and the acrid smell of molten metal.

The ultimate romance of heavy industry is overwhelming.

Li Yichen patted Liu Ruyan on the shoulder.

"You've worked hard. Once this big guy takes to the skies, I'll give you a long vacation so you can go to Hawaii and soak up the sun."

Liu Ruyan rolled her eyes and raised her hand to wipe away a patch of ash from her cheek.

"Stop making empty promises. You're building things faster than I'm losing my hair." She rolled up the electronic blueprints in her hand, tapped her thigh, and said, "This 700,000 meters of pipeline—if even one line is wrong, the entire ship's energy cycle will collapse. That's superconducting tungsten, as hard as a ghost. Cutting and polishing it all requires a plasma cutter. I haven't had a full night's sleep in the past two weeks. How am I supposed to survive to go to Hawaii?"

Li Yichen burst out laughing.

"If all else fails, I'll give you a raise." He held up three fingers. "A starting salary of thirty million a year, how about that?"

Upon hearing this number, Liu Ruyan's eyes lit up.

She straightened her back, her previous listlessness completely gone.

"Okay, you'll keep your word!" She nodded vigorously. "The capitalists are finally willing to pluck some feathers. For this 30 million, I can stay up for three more nights."

Li Yichen stopped joking and his eyes turned cold.

"Ling'er, clear out work area number three," he ordered. "Prepare for the final closure."

"Roger that, bro. Sector 3 is being cleared out."

Li Yichen strode up the steel staircase and quickly ascended to the highest suspended observation platform.

Liu Ruyan followed closely behind.

Standing on this platform, eighty meters above the ground, the entire dock is laid out before you.

below.

A colossal steel beast, about to awaken, lies silently atop a massive load-bearing drapery.

It is 420 meters long.

It is 160 meters wide.

The streamlined, matte black hull gleamed with a cold metallic sheen under the searchlights.

On both sides of the ship, the massive electromagnetic railgun barrels pointed diagonally at the dome, exuding pure killing intent.

The caliber of those two main guns is large enough to fire a heavy main battle tank as a projectile.

The abdomen is covered with honeycomb-shaped ejection ports for the Xuan Bird fighter jet.

All 127 Xuan Niao-01 stealth fighters have been stored and are ready to be deployed at any time to seize air superiority.

The energy shield generators that rise up on their backs form rows of dormant steel spines.

Once activated, it is powerful enough to withstand a direct nuclear attack.

At the bow, twelve heavy laser interception arrays are arranged in a fan shape, forming an absolute close-in defense firepower network.

There are no unnecessary gaps, and no cumbersome design.

This is something that humanity cannot currently comprehend.

This is a war machine born purely for destruction and conquest.

Even though Li Yichen had seen its model countless times in holographic projections, the visual impact of seeing this real, massive ship looming before him was still indescribable.

It's too big.

Standing before it, humans are as insignificant as ants.

Accompanied by a piercing alarm, the Terminators in Operation Zone 3 quickly evacuated.

"Raise the hoist," Li Yichen ordered.

A dull, mechanical roar came from overhead.

Eight specially made giant gantry cranes started simultaneously, with thick, high-strength steel cables taut.

The last piece of superconducting tungsten armor plate, weighing 800 tons, was slowly lifted.

This armor plate is entirely black, with its edges covered with a dense array of buckles and connection points.

It moved horizontally in mid-air, hovering above the huge gap on the back of the mothership, obscuring the sky.

Liu Ruyan held her breath, gripping the railing tightly with both hands.

The veins on my knuckles are showing from excessive force.

With an 800-ton behemoth hanging overhead, the oppressive feeling is enough to make one's hands and feet go cold.

Even though she had been at the base for several months, she still felt a chill run down her spine in the face of this extraordinary industrial miracle.

"Descend." Li Yichen's voice was calm and even, without the slightest ripple.

The steel cable was slowly lowered.

The armor plating gradually approached the gap in the hull.

ten meters.

five meters.

one meter.

"Fine-tuning by 0.02 millimeters." Li Yichen stared at the data on the holographic projection.

The gantry crane emitted a faint sound of gears meshing.

The armor plate shifted in mid-air by a distance imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Embedded".

The moment the command was given, all eight gantry cranes simultaneously released their limit locks.

"Click—"

A deep, heavy metallic clang echoed throughout the dock.

The armor plates were seamlessly embedded into the keel.

There is no error.

This extreme industrial precision brings an extremely comfortable mechanical pleasure.

Two hundred Terminators, armed with handheld high-energy plasma welding torches, swarmed forward like a bee.

Blue and white sparks lit up again.

The final weld, which was 30 meters long, was quickly smoothed and fused by the high-temperature plasma.

The armor plates are completely integrated with the hull.

They could no longer distinguish one from the other.

At this moment, the physical hull of the space carrier was officially completed.

The searchlights were all on.

The blinding white light shone on the black hull of the ship.

An extremely oppressive aura emanated from this steel behemoth.

It lay there quietly, looking exactly like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

If you infuse it with energy, it can tear the sky apart and burn all enemies to ashes.

Liu Ruyan let out a long sigh.

She turned her head, about to speak.

A blue light flashed across Li Yichen's shoulder.

Ling'er's holographic projection leaped out.

She was wearing a miniature version of overalls, and her little finger pointed in the direction of the engine room at the stern of the ship.

"Bro, the outer shell is done!"

Ling'er's voice was filled with barely concealed excitement.

"Twelve large-scale cold fusion reactors have been delivered to the core power module and are ready to ignite the heart of this behemoth!"