The repair of this furnace took a great deal of effort.
According to the missing goods list provided by the network monitor, the entire system was procured from different vendors, but the core functional parts all ca from the tal slting equipnt company under Peizhuo Petrochemical.
The control over this type of equipnt isn’t strict, but it’s not cheap and is quite large and noisy when operational, with high technical requirents.
No lawless rogue would have the opportunity to own such immovable property, let alone a rcenary.
However, Lille was different, he had a luxurious team of materials science experts in the Marvel World, only lacking such a facility to realize production, to transfer the advanced materials from that world here.
In front of the console, a robot turned around.
Engineers led by Sherman, along with engineers from Adkaduo represented by Mitch, made way for this robot —
The robots in this control room appeared to be robots, but the proficiency they possessed was beyond their imagination.
The processor, software, and algorithms it carried were definitely extraordinary —
Anyway, it was certainly more expensive than theirs.
In another world, at the sa position, Dr. Otto turned around, also looking at Lille.
In Lille’s eyes, the figures of the robot and Dr. Otto overlapped.
This was the first ti Lille stood at the sa location, discussing issues with two groups of people simultaneously, and it felt quite marvelous.
The people nearby found it even more magical: this robot was truly amazing, not only understanding so much knowledge but also operating so similarly to humans in daily functions.
If its internal world wasn’t entirely different from reality, people might suspect Lille had brought over a wandering AI.
Dr. Otto spoke,
"This electric arc furnace performs well, but... why do the robot’s maintenance data reports always co up short? It seems like it’s using second-hand machines."
In the Marvel World, they used a brand-new furnace, but not here, here most of the parts were battered.
From this side’s point of view, Otto appeared to be a robot, but in Otto’s eyes, they were the robots.
Lille did not answer Otto’s question but instead looked at the data: "What about the product data?"
"chanical properties are basically consistent, defect rate is very low, belonging to that category deed very lucky, generally at the minimum value I expected."
The entire production process would involve a lot of unavoidable errors, with causes very complex, including inconsistencies in materials, inherent precision limits of equipnt, operational errors...
But through such interdinsional production, the materials produced almost had no excessive errors, and the defect rate was essentially within the minimal range estimated by Otto.
The two samples were astonishingly similar.
It could be said to be very fortunate, but Lille knew there were so external factors involved.
"Very well, we..." Lille said, cutting off the robot’s data stream, then continued speaking to the people next to him, "have an agreent with the Six Street Gang to boost production capacity and supply them."
In the other world, he said sothing completely different.
[Lille: Arm drones up to the Atlas Group, are they still on the way?]
[Dr. Otto: Heard they hijacked a terrorist’s vehicle, probably got about three days’ journey left.]
[Dr. Otto: Still so distance to the Africa branch, you know there’s no highway to take there.]
[Lille: Alright, keep in touch.]
After finishing, Lille then looked towards another robot, representing Michael.
"I hope to upgrade the exoskeleton, and weapons specially adapted to the exoskeleton."
Having said that, he brought in Cheson and Roshan, two arms dealers, while pulling out weapons seized from Phantom and Uncle Hardcore:
[Communicator: Cheson, Roshan]
[Lille: Image]
[Lille: I’ve found two trendously powerful weapons here, perhaps you guys recognize them, I want to mount these types of weapons onto the equipnt.]
The two arms dealers quickly recognized these two weapons.
One was a Technical Revolver, the other a Heavy Submachine Gun.
Lille confird these two guns with Cheson over the network, both were museum-grade designs.
The revolver was the RT-46 produced by a high-tech arms manufacturer belonging to the Su Federation, a dangerous and powerful revolver, second edition design, requiring advanced musculoskeletal prosthetics to ensure shooting doesn’t break the wrist from recoil.
And that heavy submachine gun was produced by Marlorian Military Industries, also a classic design from 2020, the famous 3600 Super Submachine Gun, built around the 14mm shellless bullet.
But for a submachine gun, it was too large, called a rifle yet too short, and also very inaccurate.
Despite so many drawbacks, its only advantage was enough to outweigh these disadvantages:
At close range, each bullet could penetrate alloy equipnt.
Both guns were typical cyborg weapons—users had to implant prosthetics to withstand the powerful recoil.
The internal structure of both guns showed so signs of modification, which seed to be much more potent than the original products.
And this was the most suitable remote weapon to be mounted on the giant exoskeleton gauntlets.
Lille had a few words with Adkaduo and Sherman’s team on-site, then ducked into the next-door workshop—
Although Adkaduo was operating here, ensuring he had a comfortable position was necessary.
The spot was at the very side of the underground space, far from the furnace, and was given one of the few ventilation ducts.
With the effectiveness of the new air system, the overall room condition wasn’t so stuffy, but the ding-dong noise in the underground space was unavoidable.
This separate room was divided into two parts, one was the workshop, and the other was the resting area—
The three entered the room, and Lille headed straight for the control panel while Jack and V curiously walked into the rest area.
Inside were three beds, and not much else.
It reminded them of the ti they had taken shelter in Evil Land.
V suddenly lay back and said, "It reminds of that ti in Evil Land."
Jack also walked around a bit, picking up a remote control from a small table.
"Yeah... except this is underground, not outdoors."
As he talked, he pressed a button on the remote control, and a wall in the rest area suddenly beca a view of the outside.
This view seed to be taken from a beach, with sunlight shining on the golden sand and the sea glittering.
The air in the room also changed sowhat, making it feel like they were on the beach.
V sat up with a whoosh, amazed at the wall, "Wow, the setup is pretty high-end; it even has a holographic wall."
Jack folded his arms, moved the bed to face the wall, and lay down: "Nice beach, I quite like it."
"This is nothing, compared to the real sea..." murmured V, who rembered he had previously ntioned showing Jack the "Super Dream," then shouted to Lille, "Do you have a Super Dream headband here?"
Without turning his head, Lille pointed to the corner: "Corner cabinet."
V took a headband out of the cabinet, then pulled out a disc from his pocket, and cryptically said to Jack, "This Super Dream is way cooler than any holographic wall..."
Jack rubbed his hands and put on the Super Dream, "I even checked so websites, these Super Dreams seem expensive, and they don’t sell that well—Lille is really sothing..."
The Super Dream started, and after a while, the big guy fell asleep without responding to any calls.
V’s mouth dropped open: "He fell asleep in just a few seconds, what can he see?"
Lille opened the switch with both hands, and two chanical arms quickly adjusted things on the control panel, while V lying down grew increasingly bored:
"Do you have another Super Dream?"
"No more."
"Then can I go out for a while?"
"No, it’s too dangerous."
"So what do I do now?"
"Rest."
V thought for a while, then said after a while, "I’ve never respected those who join gangs since I was a kid."
Lille raised an eyebrow and looked back with a curious mood, "I can tell. Why bring this up all of a sudden?"
"It’s just... just..." V struggled for words, "What I an is, I’ve never liked working with others."
"So what? People change. You wouldn’t earn money if it was there?"
Silent and at a loss for words, V thought for a long ti and finally didn’t figure out how to express it, and turned over on the bed.
"Sigh, how did I get taken in by you..."
Lille turned to look at the bored V, then suddenly thought of sothing V could do outside.
"... Going out isn’t impossible. Tonight the sergeant is going to start setting up the event place, and the surroundings need to be inspected.
You can go have a look, and if you go, call David and the others too— the more, the better."
V jumped up from the bed with a snap: "That sounds good. We’ll head out when Jack wakes up."
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