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"Because he already has me! He can't let other women in!"

"Well done!" The little tiger gave Yelena a thumbs-up from behind, truly living up to her reputation as the last resort.

"But Xia is your father. His marriage and having you are not contradictory."

"Because he promised to marry me!" The white rabbit's face turned bright red, but it had no impact on the big tiger.

"Hmm...it's so nostalgic. I remember my Beatrice said something like that when she was little."

"Uh..." The little tiger's expression froze. What was that saying again? Every cute thing you did as a child will become an inescapable obstacle in your life later on.

“That’s the joy of raising a daughter. But little Yelena, you will eventually grow up. Time is so merciless. Look, I still remember my little Beatrice saying that she would marry her father when she grew up. In the blink of an eye, she found a man and came up to me and said, ‘This is my future husband.’”

"So, I think you'll have that day too, and your father will send you his blessings, just like I have. Of course, if that man is some random stranger from who-knows-where... I think he might react a little more strongly."

The big tiger winked at Old Xia, "Your daughter is really cute, I'm even thinking of having another one."

"Sir, please be more dignified. If Beatrice gets married, Yelena should be your granddaughter..."

"Oh, right, right, I forgot. Would you mind if little Yelena came to stay in Victoria for a while? To be honest, it's been quite quiet at home since Beatrice left. I remember when she was little..."

Seeing that her dad was about to dig up every dark secret of her past, the little tiger panicked. Her image could be ruined in an instant! Her tail fur stood on end!

"Actually, I'm with Lao Xia..."

"Cough cough—" The little tiger, having been sunk, sat down with a dark face, waiting for his father to start digging up his embarrassing past one by one. "Master, let them talk about these things themselves. Isn't that a unique memory and experience?"

“That makes sense, that makes sense, so let’s set the date and venue for the engagement today…”

"Isn't this a bit too hasty?" Old Xia finally logged on. If he hadn't logged on earlier, he would have inexplicably gained a fiancée. What's worse, if this matter were recorded in the Star Alliance's citizen files, he would be forced to get married even if he didn't want to.

"Hey, no rush, no rush. Get married, have children, and then devote yourself to your career. Your family is your last and warmest haven."

Otherwise, in the treacherous world of business, it's difficult to maintain one's true self and pursuits. The more one chases money, the more one is misled by its allure, and in the end, one forgets even what one was striving for.

"Uh..." What the big tiger said made a lot of sense, especially since he himself was a successful entrepreneur and the controller of a super group, so his words were very convincing.

"Little Yelena's desire to help her father is commendable, but she is still too immature. You need not only a wife, but also a partner, a comrade-in-arms who will fight alongside you. She is your strongest support, and you are her best backer. Isn't that good enough? Or do you have other plans? Are you just playing around with my Beatrice?"

The big tiger started to show his imposing manner, as if he would crush Lao Xia on the spot if he dared to give any incorrect answer.

"No, no, I respect her very much, it's just that I feel this is too hasty. Suddenly jumping from our current relationship into marriage, marriage is the grave of love!"

"Yes, but it is also a nursery for family affection. Young people, love is temporary, but responsibility is eternal."

"Uh..." Well, Old Xia had nothing more to say. After all, from his perspective, what Big Tiger said was very convincing. He did need a partner, or at least a comrade-in-arms, and besides, there was the Star Alliance...

There really needs to be an explanation, otherwise paying the head tax will be a real pain, and the standard of living will drop by more than one level.

Not to mention Lao Xia, even Yelena couldn't object anymore, because what the other party said was correct. Lao Xia's career was still too immature to support, and it was impossible for the entire burden to fall on Lao Xia alone. With such a heavy burden, and without even a safe haven to rest, even Yelena couldn't bear to object.

Now, the only one still trying to resist is the inexplicably confused little tiger himself.

However, as the daughter who knew her inside and out, she was too easy to suppress. Until the two tigers left, the three of them remained in a daze.

Chapter Eighteen: The Mother of Armored Cavalry

Chapter 18

"What to do! What to do!" The little tiger paced around the house like a cat with chili oil smeared on its bottom, its striped tail swishing like a windmill, its beautifully groomed honey-gold hair now a tangled mess. "Quick, think of something! First, calm down and find where the time machine is!"

"Slurp—" Old Xia was much calmer, quietly drinking tea while holding a thermos. As a man, he was more accepting of reality than Swire in this matter.

Or rather, men, especially mature men nearing 35, inherently lack too many...emotional judgment factors in this regard.

Rebelling against the big tiger's arrangements is certainly possible. After all, he and Swire don't have any special relationship. At most, they are just good friends of the opposite sex. If he is really determined to refuse, then it is not difficult at all.

But why? There's no loss for the man in this situation.

Although it was a bit inexplicable at first, a girl with a good appearance was going to marry into the family, and they already had a lot in common – why should they refuse or resist?

Compared to Lao Xia, who seemed to have gotten away with it regardless of the outcome and thus quickly calmed down, Swire, as a girl, was going crazy. "How could this be! I've never even been in a relationship, and suddenly I'm getting engaged!"

"That's terrible—" White Rabbit and Old Xia exchanged a glance and shook their heads in unison. "Didn't she bring this upon herself?"

“Um, Miss Swire, are you sure that even if we refuse this time, your father won’t have other plans? He doesn’t seem like someone who suddenly finds out his daughter has a boyfriend.”

"Ok?"

"Let me give you an example. If one day Yelena suddenly came back and told me that she had a boyfriend and they were about to get married, but I hadn't even met the man..."

Old Xia thought for a moment, "I'll probably bring a hunting rifle when I go to meet them, right?"

"Hey, hey, hey, Lao Xia, why are you dragging me into this?!" This time it was White Rabbit's turn to be in trouble. "Don't use me as an example!"

"Oh my god!" Swire was shocked. Indeed, when she thought about it later, her father's attitude was very problematic, as if he had arranged it all along.

But the thought that it was the big tiger who arranged it himself, given his personality... made the little tiger's face turn green.

"What should we do? We've only met a few times, and we're already getting engaged. Stop laughing and think of something."

"I can't help it—" Old Xia shrugged. Actually, there was a way, but the losses would be too great. He wasn't the kind of person who was obsessed with youthful freedom and love; he wouldn't sacrifice tangible benefits and waste more time on such futile efforts for a little emotional discomfort. Besides, for Old Xia, it was something he could only avoid once in a while.

"Then let's get engaged. It's not like we're really getting married. Even if we were, we could get married in the morning and divorced in the evening."

The white rabbit was giving bad advice from the side. The advice was so terrible that Old Xia turned to look at her, unsure of which side she was on.

Some things are not so easy to calculate. If you really get engaged, then the relationship between the two people will change. In the future, even if you are just trying to maintain a public image, it is inevitable that some sparks will fly. At that time, it will be hard to say whether it is a real marriage or a fake marriage.

In Star Alliance, Lao Xia has seen many such cases. At first, they try to avoid the punitive head tax by getting married first and then finding an excuse to divorce.

However, according to statistics from the civil affairs department, more than 75% of such couples eventually succumbed to temptation, while nearly 50% of the remaining couples inadvertently crossed the line and ended up getting married because of pregnancy.

"Great idea, let's do it!"

"Uh..." Old Xia's expression was a bit strange. He really wanted to say, "Are you two really not here to play me?"

One day later, Lungmen Guard Bureau;

"Ah, Char Siu Cat, congratulations!" Old Chen said with a sly smile, "Are you planning to continue? Or go home and be a wife and mother?"

“Heh—” Swire glanced at Old Chen sideways, “Pink Dragon, I suddenly realized something, you seem to be a few years older than me, right?”

"Yes, that's right, Swire—" Old Chen grinned mischievously and tried to reach out and pat the little tiger's head. She was a bit taller than the little tiger, and they did look like older and younger sisters. "And what about your boyfriend?" His outstretched hand froze and trembled slightly.

“Oh right, Pink Dragon, I suddenly realized something—” Swire smiled happily as if she had discovered a new continent. “I already have a fiancé, and you don’t even have a boyfriend. Is it because no one wants you? I’ve told you before, Pink Dragon, you always have that sullen face and dress like a man. How could any man want you?”

“I… [Longmen swear words!]”

"Chen Sir, calm down, calm down! Don't draw your knife in the Guard Bureau!" The tall, burly Ghost Sister quickly supported Old Chen from behind. "Swire, watch your mouth, don't bring up things you shouldn't!"

"Fine, you just wait!" Old Chen angrily broke free from Sister Gui's embrace and walked away.

"Hmph—" Swire revealed a victorious smile, but her smugness didn't last long. "Swire Sir, congratulations, congratulations! When are you having your wedding? Why are you in such a hurry to get married? Could it be that you're already pregnant?"

Immediately, her face turned green. How come these guys from the Guard Bureau don't do any real work, but are so enthusiastic about gossip?

In the Longmen storage area, the machinery and equipment ordered from Victoria had arrived. Old Xia put almost everything else out of his mind and focused on studying the metal stripping and processing equipment that had been transported, as well as some processing equipment from the mobile town that was supposedly included. He also instructed the hired Longmen workers to assemble them at the manufacturing base on the east side of the old town.

“Carbon nanofiber stretcher, but this structure is really strange…” This is a device used to stretch short and messy carbon nanotubes in one direction to grow them into a long fiber. According to the Covenant’s standards, it can only be described as a common civilian material preparation device.

However, it is strange that it appeared in Terra, a place with relatively backward technology, not to mention its structure, which makes extensive use of synthetic jade and Originium devices, and some processes even require sorcerers to operate in order to provide a special environment for the preparation of carbon nanomaterials.

To put it simply, it's like an electric converter. If the coke is substandard and there's no oxygen generator to provide oxygen, then you tie a Talulah to it and let her burn off the excess sulfur and other impurities, thus achieving the effect of an electric converter. If there's no qualified circuit coil, you tie a Razer to it and let her discharge electricity to power the converter.

This carbon material stretching machine gave Lao Xia the impression that many processes and environments that Terra could not achieve technically required could be accomplished entirely by using Originium devices driven by synthetic jade, in conjunction with well-trained sorcerers. The whole thing exuded a green-skinned vibe from the inside out.

Then the unloading of the stripping equipment and the iron smelting equipment gave Lao Xia even more of this illusion, because they really did prepare four workstations, allowing four sorcerers to operate the Originium device to provide enough high-temperature plasma for smelting. No wonder manganese ore and iron blocks were so expensive.

Four highly educated sorcerers can only use it for a little over four hours. Even if the furnace is run for 16 hours a day, four shifts of people would be needed, and the labor costs would be astronomical, not to mention the cost of materials such as synthetic jade and pure source stone.

So, there's an even deeper reason why the Terrans used cold weapons: were the technical equipment and equipment prohibitively expensive?

Old Xia pondered, because if even the smelting of advanced metal materials is so labor-intensive, it's hard to imagine how much manpower, resources, and pure Originium are needed to produce a single technological weapon.

The reason they used cold weapons was not only because they had not developed adequate gunpowder, but also because they could not afford it.

"But, if that's the case, perhaps it can be improved." The veteran tech expert began to ponder. As a professional biological expert, at least no one on Terra knew more about biology than him. When faced with equipment that had to be operated by human or biological means, he immediately thought of whether there were any plans to mass-produce it through genetic modification or other industrial methods.

"It seems we need to order a batch of materials from Rhine Lab. Oh, and we also need to ask Dr. Kal'tsit to help cultivate some somatic cell samples from sorcerers and send them over to see if we can skip this artificial step."

At least you don't need four workers standing there like they're casting a spell.

Moreover, these devices gave Lao Xia a new idea: perhaps he could assemble some stoves here that were better than the simple electric stoves used on the snowfield.

Once you understand the underlying principles—which isn't difficult—and continue to persecute Talulah, you can replace the four high-ranking warlocks with Talulah's tissue culture to operate the Originium device, thus achieving the level of a low-end version of an extreme ion smelting furnace with a biological first-loop drive and an Originium second-loop pressurization.

Old Xia only knows how to repair this kind of smelting furnace, not how to use it. By "how to use it," he means understanding the formulas and processes for various low-grade interstellar alloys that require this kind of smelting furnace. Using it to produce alloy materials for agricultural machinery seems a bit wasteful.

Fortunately, he is not only a simple agricultural machinery expert, but also a retro rocket enthusiast who grew up in a car repair shop. He has the information on the alloy processes of the arc jet engine in his symbiote. As long as he knows the alternative materials and gets the corresponding smelting furnace, forging equipment and process equipment, he can make it.

Even if we assume we can't manufacture the original Arc Jet Engine, we can still manufacture a "monumentary" version. A "monumentary" version engine would be enough for him to build a large vehicle that can fly at supersonic speeds within the atmosphere.

Of course, he doesn't know anything about avionics, operations, radar, aerodynamics, etc., so he has to find professionals to study and tackle these problems.

Because in a car repair shop, he doesn't have access to repair avionics systems. Operating systems are usually replaced entirely with new ones. If the radar breaks, you go to the manufacturer for warranty repair; if it can't be repaired, you get a new one. Aerodynamics is basically not considered in space. Even if it were, what would it have to do with an assembly machine like him who just mindlessly downloads mature designs from the cloud and stuffs them into a honeycomb for printing?

However, if the engine and motor involve illegal modifications and gray income, then you really need to understand that if you want to replace the whole thing, you need to be aware of that.

Basically, the profit margin is negligible. Besides, if they're going to replace all of these with new ones, why don't they just go to the 4S store for a trade-in program? That would save them some money.

With this new equipment, the factory is finally not so empty anymore. Afterwards, carbon fiber materials will be produced here, and after a complex and somewhat gritty process, they will become various building materials for the Longmen construction site.

"This seems to be a lightweight, high-strength material used to build a space station..." Old Xia inspected the trial production process and products. This prefabricated building material, composed of carbon nanomaterial blocks and multiple sets of heterojunction skeletons, has mechanical properties similar to those of the space station materials he knew.

Another thing that is said to be the material for the keel of a mobile town is the material for the track used to build a space elevator.

However, this is just a preliminary analysis by Lao Xia based on the mechanical properties, and it is hard to say whether they can actually be used to build spaceports and space elevators.

After all, anyone who has seen how they are manufactured would not think that these are qualified products. It's like when you see a group of people using needles to etch chips on a silicon wafer, your first reaction is definitely not how well the chip performs, but rather, "Can this even be used?"

However, the Terrans seem to have gotten used to it, not only to it, but even to the production process itself.

Because of the use of Originium Arts and the various uncontrollable reactions of Originium, the strange byproducts produced have become commonplace, and even a source of pride.

After witnessing several recruited infected workers inexplicably produce two redundant carbon nanofibers and three graphene fabrics due to weaving errors on the carbon architecture production line, Lao Xia quietly withdrew from the factory. Staying here was too dangerous. The local people's precision and heavy industries were filled with such strange flavors. It was a miscalculation!

"Yelena, remember to remind me that once the equipment arrives, we need to do a trial run and send the samples to me. I need to set up the quality control department first," Xia Lin said with a serious expression.

He's not playing with Terran stuff where the show isn't enough and you just use magic to fill in the gaps, like strapping a little devil to the engine as a tail rudder. Every single thing he makes is a sight to behold when it explodes. Without a quality control department, he really wouldn't dare stay in this factory area.

Even with quality control departments, no one dares to stay in certain workshops; it's too terrifying, especially seeing some infected workers using Originium Arts to forcibly cool and process workpieces, inexplicably producing two packets of Torsion Alcohol while producing power machinery components.

While Lao Xia lamented the unreliability of the people here, Lao Wei, who had already gotten used to a certain degree of unreliability, was very satisfied with the first batch of samples sent by "Titan Industries". They really didn't exaggerate in their PPT presentations; the various performance characteristics were no worse than those described in the introduction.

[Because Lao Xia improved it based on his experience participating in robot fighting competitions...]