The rest of the people gradually left, and Ke Ye was tidying up the notes on the table when Zhang An spoke up:
"Ke, I've looked out for you on normal days, haven't I?"
"Zhang, are you asking if I've fully disclosed the formula?"
Zhang An was taken aback; this kid Ke Ye was quite smart.
"Co on, let's talk while walking. Tell the truth, is there still potential for further improvent in this formula?"
After thinking it over, Ke Ye felt that these people were after all considering the national interest. Plus, since they often had to deal with the weapons supervisory departnt, it would be best to make friends if possible. He then said:
"To be honest with you, this is both a full disclosure and not quite a disclosure."
"What do you an?"
"The formula is indeed the best alloy formula I can master at present, with no reservations. I haven't kept any private stock for myself; I've disclosed everything."
Zhang An asked:
"Then how can you say it's not fully disclosed?"
"Because what I can't think of, my friend can. He must have an even stronger alloy formula in his possession."
"Do we have such a wondrous person in our circle?"
"He's not in the weapon-making business. Doesn't even count as doing it part-ti. It's just a hobby for him, and I'm not clear about what his job is—consider him a miner, I guess. You'll find out tomorrow."
Ke Ye smiled, thinking that revealing this formula might have been a fluke devised by soone for slaughtering pigs, which may be too much of a blow for them. He didn't say more and directly left.
Zhang An was left dumbfounded under the tree, his face filled with disbelief.
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...
In a way, Ke Ye wasn't wrong—Tang Xian could be considered a low-level employee who had not even received his diploma.
Upon arriving at Bastion 51, Tang Xian didn't delay; he had already contacted Ke Ye. The miscellaneous affairs were all properly handled.
With Li Zheng's company, their group entered the fifth level without any obstruction.
After passing nurous weapon shops far surpassing Liu Lang's blacksmith shop in both scale and technology, Tang Xian t up with Ke Ye.
At a height of one ter seventy, he was still young but already had a slight hunch. His skin had darkened compared to before, not as pale. Nor did he have the timidity of the past, but instead carried a trace of determination.
Tang found this good; these were the signs of a person's growth.
Ke Ye wanted to say sothing, but seeing Tang's faint smile, he couldn't utter a word.
Show-offs, complaints, extramarital affairs—these beca labels of many class reunions.
Ke Ye never attended a class reunion. For six years, he had been solely devoted to making weapons, also because Tang Xian's na was never on the guest list of those reunions.
A true heartfelt friend, upon reuniting after many years, brought more emotion and satisfaction in an instant of eye contact than an entire class reunion could ever offer.
As Ke Ye thought about this, it was fortunate that Tang was not a sentintal person, otherwise, at this mont, two grown n might have ended up embracing in a surge of emotions.
As Ke Ye was pondering how to invite Tang to the House of Daedalus,
Tang spoke directly:
"Let's talk during the surgery. My friend is still being located, and there's still a bomb hidden in his spine. We can't delay any longer. Prepare the instrunts, and let's start imdiately."
"Now? You really haven't changed one bit." Ke Ye gave a wry smile.
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