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After two days of rest, the new batch of people who came to this other world have adapted.

Inside the makeshift chemical laboratory in this other world, the air was filled with a strange smell that was pungent yet mixed with a hint of grass.

This is oil that the robot previously retrieved. Its color is deeper than that of Blue Star, and its viscosity is also higher. The machine's preliminary analysis report shows that its hydrocarbon content is unusually high.

What should have been great news turned into a source of worry for Han Linchuan, who was in charge of the chemical separation project.

He stared at a set of data that kept fluctuating without any discernible pattern on the distillation tower monitoring screen, his hand squeezing the thermos cup so hard it made a cracking sound.

"Engineer Han, this is the nineteenth time, and it still doesn't work."

The young assistant, Xiao Li, adjusted his goggles, his tone filled with frustration.

He pointed to a curve on the screen that plummeted, "After the crude oil sample was heated to 150 degrees Celsius, the gasoline and kerosene components that should have separated stably both deteriorated. Their properties became extremely unstable, and there were even signs of reverse polymerization! This is completely contrary to the laws of matter separation."

"Laws? Newton would be turning in his grave right here, and you're still talking to me about laws." Han Linchuan blew on the steam in his cup, took a sip of strong tea, but his eyes never left the screen.

"Damn it, is there some kind of monster living in this oil?" he muttered under his breath.

Xiao Li scratched his head and could only silently record the data from yet another failure.

Everyone knows where the problem lies.

Magic particles.

These microscopic particles, scattered throughout the entire alien world, are like omnipresent ghosts, interfering with all physical and chemical reactions.

They cause frequent short circuits in fragile civilian circuits and make radio communications difficult to maintain.

Now, they've become entangled with precious hydrocarbon chain molecules, clinging to them like glue.

The laboratory was silent except for the low hum of the instruments and the occasional sip of tea by Engineer Han.

Suddenly, Han Linchuan slammed the cup down on the table with a loud "bang," startling Xiao Li.

Han Linchuan slapped his thigh, and his cloudy eyes lit up.

He walked to the lab bench and looked at the tube of black, viscous liquid.

"What if... we don't treat these particles as pollutants, but rather as a kind of... 'active adhesive'? We don't want to eliminate them, but rather make them let go at crucial moments!"

Xiao Li's breath hitched, his mind racing. "Engineer Han, do you mean... to simultaneously intervene in the crude oil during the fractionation process to hinder its normal synthetic reaction?"

"That's right!" Engineer Han grinned widely. "Let's add a 'shake it' function to the distillation tower first! I refuse to believe that if I can't handle it with physics, I can't use a physics cheat code!"

This kind of operation is not described in textbooks.

But here, they themselves are the new textbook.

A flame ignited in Xiao Li's eyes, sweeping away the frustration of repeated failures and replacing it with an unprecedented excitement.
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Another world, a branch of the Wudang Martial Arts Academy.

The aroma of fish and meat from dinner had not yet dissipated, but the atmosphere around the wooden table had already become heavy.

Master Chen put down his teacup, looked around, his gaze sweeping across the faces of his disciples before finally settling on Master Zhou, and slowly began to speak.

"Everyone is familiar with the situation. You've all seen my talisman-drawing process. Now, let's discuss how to compile the data to facilitate standardization later!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than a young man couldn't help but speak up.

"Master, we haven't even figured out what spiritual energy is, yet we're thinking of writing textbooks to teach others? Isn't that just fooling people? If word gets out, what will become of Wudang's reputation?"

The speaker was Chen Chen, a distant grandnephew of Master Chen, who was known for his serious and earnest nature.

"Hey! How dare you talk like that?"

Master Zhou glared and slammed his hand on the table, making a loud thud.

"I ask you, did the talismans we drew according to Taoist standards succeed? Many of them did, didn't they? That's an indelible fact!"

Master Zhou was getting a little impatient; this kid was really bringing up the very thing he didn't want to talk about.

He and his senior brother Chen were among the first to arrive. Having finally established themselves, they were thinking of making a name for Wudang so as to prepare for becoming the leader of the Xuanmen sect later.

That kid is something else, he sabotages his own team first.

Chen Chen, however, was not intimidated and retorted defiantly, "Master, Uncle-Master, it's done. But can you two say that every single one is exactly the same as the ones we drew on the mountain? The effects of many talismans have changed, and we don't even understand the principles behind them. What if this manual gets out and people follow it and suffer qi deviation? That wouldn't enhance our reputation; it would ruin the centuries-old reputation of Wudang!"

"You..." Master Zhou glared and puffed out his cheeks, a lump in his throat, but he couldn't find a way to refute him.

He was blinded by the title of "leader of the Xuanmen sect," but he knew his own limitations.

Take drawing talismans for example. He can only succeed in six out of ten, which depends on luck. His success rate is nowhere near as stable as his senior brother's.

Chen Chen was telling the truth, but it was so harsh that it broke his defenses!
Master Chen waved his hand, signaling Master Zhou to calm down, and then looked at the other two.

"Zhou Ming, Wang Ye, what about you two? Do you have any suggestions?"

Zhou Ming shook his head and said honestly, "Sincerity is key; this can't be rushed. You have to figure it out yourself first before you can pass it on."

Wang Ye gave a completely different answer.

“Master, Uncle-Master. I’ve observed that the randomness in our talisman-making is too great.”

He paused, then changed his words to something everyone present could understand: "If this were on an industrial production line, it would mean an excessively high defect rate, and the entire line would have to be shut down for rectification."

Even Master Zhou was stunned by these words. He felt that although they were a bit rough, the principle was sound.

"So I think we can do the opposite when compiling textbooks," Wang Ye continued. "We shouldn't write about successful experiences, because we ourselves can't even explain them clearly. Let's write about the lessons learned from failures first!"

“Record all the wrong attempts and failed cases! For example, what happens if the cinnabar ratio is wrong, what happens if the incantation is recited too fast, what strange changes occur when the talisman is drawn without concentration, and write them all into a report.”

"In this way, when fellow practitioners from the Daoist sect come over in the future, the first thing they will do is look at our summary report, which will help them avoid countless pitfalls. This is far more valuable than a vague and unclear success manual."

For a moment, the room fell silent.

A moment later, Master Zhou slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "This is a great idea! Why didn't I think of that! Let's write down all the ones that exploded, didn't react, and were drawn crookedly, so they won't make the same mistakes we did!"

Everyone's faces showed a look of sudden realization; this was indeed a scientific and effective method.

They were completely baffled by the metaphysics of this world, and couldn't sense any spiritual energy at all.

On the contrary, drawing talismans consumes vital energy, and the feeling of being completely drained is very real.

"Wang Ye, what name do you think would be suitable?" Master Chen asked, intrigued.

"The Complete Guide to Scientific Talisman Making Through Trial and Error," Wang answered without hesitation, then added, "No, the full title should be 'The Complete Guide to Wudang Scientific Talisman Making Through Trial and Error'."

"The Complete Guide to Trial and Error in Wudang Scientific Talisman Making?"

As everyone pondered the name, they all felt it was very fitting, as it both revealed who produced the book and mentioned Wudang.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Master Chen stroked his beard and nodded approvingly, but his gaze toward Wang Ye held a deeper meaning.

"Wang Ye, you're quick-witted."

Master Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it silenced everyone.

"Besides this trial-and-error method, you must have made other discoveries. Tell me about them, don't keep them to yourself."

Wang Ye was not intimidated and nodded calmly to the two elders.

“Master, Uncle-Master, I’ve been observing from the sidelines for the past two days, and I’ve indeed made some preliminary discoveries.”

Without keeping everyone in suspense, he swiped open the tablet in front of him, brought up a data chart, and presented a clear bar chart and percentages to everyone.

"This is the master's record of making talismans. He drew a total of 270 talismans in two days, with 230 finished products. The success rate is consistently above 85%."

“And this one is from Uncle Zhou.” Wang paused, giving Master Zhou time to prepare. “Uncle Zhou drew a total of 220 pieces, with 120 finished products, a success rate of 54 percent.”

The moment the data was released, the air grew quieter.

Master Zhou's face instantly flushed red, his eyes darted around, and his lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word. The data was like a resounding slap, leaving his face burning.

Doesn't he want to lose face?
Master Chen remained calm and composed, as if he had expected this outcome.

Wang Ye's voice continued, devoid of any emotion, simply stating the facts: "Master, Uncle-Master, both of you expended a great deal of physical and mental energy when making the talisman. But in terms of physical foundation and martial arts cultivation, Uncle-Master Zhou is actually far superior to Master."

"Of course!" Master Zhou puffed out his chest as if he had grasped a lifeline. "Your martial uncle's physical training skills are not for nothing!"

He realized something was wrong as soon as he finished speaking: "Xiao Wang, just say it! Don't keep me in suspense."

Wang Ye nodded, then voiced his doubts.

"Logically speaking, since talisman making consumes physical strength and energy, why is the success rate even lower for Uncle Zhou, who is physically stronger?"

"This……"

Master Zhou was speechless.

yeah why?
This question lingered in everyone's mind.

Wang Ye waited until the atmosphere was sufficiently built before slowly revealing his core deduction.

“Master, Uncle-Master, do you remember what you said about Professor Deng almost being bewitched by the mind? After I came into this world, I could also feel an invisible, weak spiritual infiltration, attempting to corrupt my mind.”

"Therefore, I have a bold hypothesis... these ubiquitous magical particles may be active! Or they may be manipulable."

"It's active?" Master Chen and Master Zhou asked in unison, their eyes filled with surprise and doubt.

Wang Ye immediately added, "It might be an exaggeration to say that they have independent life, and we have no evidence. But I think that these magical particles are very likely to resonate with our brainwaves, or rather, our will."

"Master harbors the grand ambition of 'proving the Dao through his own body and revitalizing Wudang,' and his belief is unwavering. But Uncle Zhou... you have more faith in your own fists."

These words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the fog in the minds of Master Chen and Master Zhou.

The two looked at each other and both saw a sudden realization in each other's eyes.

Master Chen stroked his beard in deep thought. When he made the talisman, he was indeed only focused on the glory of the Taoist sect and had no other thoughts.

Master Zhou's face turned even redder. He truly felt that drawing talismans was an ethereal and unrealistic thing, far less tangible than a punch or a kick.

When drawing talismans, he is always thinking, "Will this thing work or not?" or "I might as well go practice some boxing." He has a very poor sense of conviction.

Seeing that his two elders had grasped the concept, Wang Ye lightly swiped his finger across the tablet, and a simple mathematical formula appeared on the screen.

Success rate P = (∑C) × ρ × α × 100%
"If we make an assumption that magical particles can be interfered with by will, then this formula might be able to explain the principle of talisman making."

“∑C represents the total compatibility of the synthetic materials, which is the foundation.”

“ρ, I call it ‘spiritual density,’ which is the firmness and purity of will. Master’s ρ value is very high, while Uncle Zhou’s… may fluctuate more.”

Master Zhou's face had turned a deep liver color, and he wished he could perform an iron head feat on the spot to prove that his will was also very firm.

Wang Ye seemed not to notice, and continued to explain the last variable: "α is 'magic particle acceleration,' or it can also be magic particle accuracy, that is, the effective driving force of mental density on magic particles. The stronger the will, the greater the driving force, and the higher the formation speed and stability of the talisman!"

"Therefore, when we create talismans, we are essentially conducting a precise microscopic physics experiment! It's just that everything needs to be controlled by our brains."

"As long as we can determine the basic values ​​of different material combinations through a large number of experiments, and find a way to increase mental density, we can raise the success rate of talisman making to an unprecedented level!"

This time, not only Master Chen, but even Master Zhou understood!

This is just scientific research! Controlling variables and conducting repeated experiments, right?
Unexpectedly, this kid deconstructed the profound and mysterious Daoist methods with a single formula!
Master Zhou's previous frustration vanished, replaced by a strange excitement.

He's helpless when it comes to mystical phenomena that he can't understand, but he's incredibly enthusiastic about experiments with a clear direction!
This is exactly the same as the down-to-earth training in martial arts.

He was an expert in martial arts training.

"Good! Well said!" Master Chen's eyes shone brightly, and he slapped his thigh. "Wang Ye, you have made an unparalleled contribution to Wudang!"

He suddenly stood up and looked intently at his junior brother.

"Junior Brother Zhou, let's start with you for the verification!"

"This time, don't think about anything else. Don't think about your fists, and don't think about whether you succeed or not! Just think about one thing—"

Master Chen spoke each word clearly and forcefully.

"Wudang Taoist arts are the best in the world!"
-

An alternate world, a mining site at a dormant volcano.

Amidst the ear-piercing metallic scraping sound, Jiang Ruixuan, enduring the soreness in his shoulder, manipulated the excavator to slam a shovelful of cooled lava fragments mixed with obsidian into the bed of a truck next to him.

slam-la-

Gravel rained down, pounding against the metal carriage with a loud thud.

He repeated the action expressionlessly until the huge truck was completely filled.

"Dududu-"

A sharp whistle pierced the noise of the construction site, and Ming Yufei's energetic shout came through the walkie-talkie: "Lunch is served! Everyone come and eat!"

Jiang Ruixuan felt as if he had been given a shot of adrenaline, and his spirits lifted instantly.

He quickly brought the excavator to a stop, his movements much faster than before.

"Squad leader, what good food are we having today?" Jiang Ruixuan leaned forward, his eyes shining.

"Sweet and sour yellow croaker from another world, spicy baby squid from another world, garlic baby oysters from another world, and... the bok choy we brought from our hometown." Upon hearing about so many delicious dishes, Jiang Ruixuan's stomach rumbled loudly.

But upon hearing the last point, the excitement on his face faltered slightly: "Any more baby greens from another world?"

"Dream on." Ming Yufei rolled her eyes at him. "Those precious darlings at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences finally managed to grow a little bit, but they've kept it all for breeding. If you want to eat vegetables from here, you'll have to wait another twenty days."

"Sigh..." Jiang Ruixuan sighed, stopped thinking about it, grabbed the lunchbox and started shoveling food into it, wolfing it down.

After a satisfying meal, it's time for a precious rest.

Jiang Ruixuan pulled a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and ran up to Ming Yufei with a big smile on his face: "Class monitor!"

Ming Yufei glanced at him, didn't take the cigarette, and said directly, "Don't even think about it. There's no mission, no channel, and you can't rush battle merits."

Jiang Ruixuan's smile froze on his face, somewhat embarrassed: "No, I was just offering you a cigarette, I really didn't ask about the mission."

Ming Yufei then snorted and took the cigarette, lighting it.

Jiang Ruixuan distributed cigarettes to several of his comrades in the same class, then lit one for himself and squatted down next to Ming Yufei.

Ming Yufei took a drag, exhaled a round smoke ring, and his voice was somewhat muffled in the swirling smoke: "Old Jiang, tell me the truth, why are you so obsessed with credit? You've been asking me this all the time these past few days, and your eyes are practically spitting fire."

Jiang Ruixuan's lips twitched slightly as he held the cigarette in his mouth, then he grinned and said, "I... I just wanted to make a name for myself in the army so my family could see what I've achieved."

Ming Yufei gave him a deep look and flicked his cigarette ash: "From now on, put away this mentality of vying for credit. We are soldiers, not here to risk our lives for our own little merits. We are here because the country needs us. If our thinking goes wrong, it's more dangerous than a broken machine."

When he was an engineer, the thing his senior sergeants talked about most was his ideology.

A utilitarian mindset is a major taboo in the military.

Once soldiers start to become opportunistic, that army is not far from trouble.

"Class monitor, I understand, it was my fault! I'll write a self-criticism when I get back!" Jiang Ruixuan immediately stood up straight.

"Alright, stop with the formalities, just keep it in mind." Ming Yufei waved his hand. "Get some rest."

Jiang Ruixuan nodded, silently returned to his corner, and looked at the gray sky outside, feeling a tightness in his chest.

There are some things he really doesn't want to tell others.

Because family scandals should not be aired in public.

His twin brother, whom the family always praised to the skies, recently did something extremely embarrassing. Many neighbors have started to make sarcastic remarks about his parents based on his twin brother's behavior.

The proud and arrogant father was so angry that he was hospitalized. After waking up, he said he wanted to kill his twin brother.

That incident made him very upset!
He desperately needed a commendation, not to show off, but simply so that his family and neighbors could hold their heads high again.

Nothing is more exhilarating than receiving praise or even merit from superiors while expanding your territory in another world.

Unfortunately, despite being here for quite some time, he, as an engineer, has not been involved in any combat missions; all he has been doing are engineering missions.
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An alternate world, a chemical materials experimental base.

The pungent smell of chemical reagents mixed with various other odors, permeating the entire laboratory.

The high-powered ventilation fan hummed tirelessly.

Professor Wen Min pushed up his glasses and stared intently at the robotic arm on the other side of the explosion-proof glass.

Her eyes were sharp, as if they could pierce through thick glass and see the dark green, viscous substance being slowly stirred.

Ever since the trace amounts of obsidian were found in the material of the Elf Dagger, the entire chemical materials research team has been working at full speed.

Boiling water spurred the first industrial revolution.

Controlling the explosion allowed humanity to glimpse the edge of what is called "God".

Magic stones can increase the power of explosions, and theoretically, these also contain energy, and obsidian should also have some solidification effect.

"Professor, the obsidian powder has been micronized and is stable in an inert gas environment, so it can be mixed in the final stage."

A young assistant jogged over, his voice trembling with suppressed excitement and nervousness.

Wen Min didn't turn her head, but simply uttered a sound from her nose: "Okay, let's begin."

At her command, everyone held their breath.

"The 372nd synthesis test begins..."

After the order was given, only the beeping of the instruments and the heavy breathing of the people in the control room remained.

The robotic arm adds a portion of obsidian powder, like sprinkling pepper, precisely and slowly to an uncatalyzed TNT solution.

Then, stirring was started according to the new synthetic sequence.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

This thing was synthesized when it was in danger.

On several occasions, due to minor errors in the proportions or catalyst, the samples underwent violent exothermic reactions directly during the mixing stage. If it weren't for the explosion-proof isolation room, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

On the monitoring screen, the red curve representing the energy level of the chemical reaction jumped wildly, once approaching the warning threshold.

"It's soaring too high, is it going to fail again?" Some researchers had already subconsciously closed their eyes.

Wen Min remained calm and watched silently.

Soon, the wildly rising red curve slowly fell back and finally stabilized at a safe green baseline.

"It's...it's stable!"

"Success! The low-cost solution is a success!"

A suppressed cheer erupted in the control room, and several young researchers hugged each other excitedly, their eyes reddening.

A slight smile finally appeared on Wen Min's tense lips. He patted his assistant on the shoulder: "Go, arrange the detonation test."

Half an hour later, a dull thud echoed from the wilderness testing grounds.

The data transmitted back showed that the new obsidian-based explosive mixture had a power several points higher than the original TNT, but its stability was even higher.

This is good news.

This means that after finding the Magic Essence Stone as a solidification agent, they also discovered a way to mass-produce high-performance explosives that are stronger and safer than those brought from Earth, using inexpensive materials from another world!
The message was encrypted and reported immediately.

When Su Mingjin from the command center saw the report titled "Breakthrough Progress in the Synthesis of Explosives Using Obsidian Catalysis," she jumped up from her chair.

She paced back and forth, her fists clenched tightly, her face beaming with undisguised ecstasy.

Relying on modern supply lines has always been a thorn in her side.

The quantity of magic stones is too scarce to allow them to unleash endless firepower.

Now, this thorn is finally going to be pulled out!
"The ore smelting plant operates on three shifts, and it will be able to produce primary steel in a month... The first phase of the geothermal power plant has been connected to the grid, and the petrochemical system will be initially established in three months..."

Su Mingjin muttered to herself as her fingers flew across the huge sand table.

"Here, let's build a TNT production line with an annual capacity of 200,000 tons as an emergency measure. Here, let's build a supporting detonator factory! And here, the research on RDX must not stop either; power is truth, and caliber is justice!"

Her eyes gleamed, and the industrial blueprint for the entire new world seemed to be taking shape in her mind.

With these thoughts in mind, she then organized the documents, preparing to report them to Li Weiguo.
-

After half an hour.

In the modern world, Li Weiguo looked at the latest data report submitted by Su Mingjin.

When I saw more new TNT synthesis schemes and found low-cost alternatives, my lips curled into a smile.

He tapped the report lightly with his finger, and his furrowed brows immediately relaxed.

"With a stable and ultra-low-cost TNT production line, we have more confidence in pioneering in another world. Professor Wenmin and his team did a good job; they finally cracked the tough nut of explosives."

Li Weiguo looked up at his assistant, Wang Kaixuan.

"Professor Wen and her entire team deserve high praise, and their performance evaluations and awards are top-notch. We need such top talents right now."

"Yes, Mr. Li, I'll take care of it right away," Wang Kaixuan replied readily.

Li Weiguo nodded, leaning back in his chair. "The first step of the long march has been solved. The next step should be oil, right?"

Upon hearing General Manager Li mention this matter, Wang Kaixuan, who was standing and reporting the news, became somewhat solemn.

"Mr. Li, the oil extraction itself is going smoothly, but the chemical team has encountered some trouble."

"As expected." Li Weiguo wasn't surprised. "Is it the effect of magical particles again?"

“Yes.” Wang Kaixuan nodded. “The crude oil from the other world is extremely unstable during the refining process. Our existing fractionation technology is completely unsuitable. Several experiments even resulted in violent energy reactions that nearly blew up the laboratory. The chemical engineering team has urgently established a new task force, but they admitted that this time the difficulty may be even greater than conquering TNT.”

After listening, Li Weiguo remained silent for a moment.

"Tell them safety first, we have time. There can't be any more experimental casualties!"

"clear."

After reporting his work, Wang Kaixuan did not leave immediately. He stood there, seemingly hesitant to speak.

Li Weiguo glanced at him. "Is there anything else?"

“Um… Mr. Li…” Wang Kaixuan’s voice lowered, “Regarding the notification on compensation for the fallen soldiers…”

The office fell silent instantly, as if the air itself had frozen.

Li Weiguo's hand, which was about to reach for a pen, froze in mid-air. He withdrew his hand and took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer.

He shook out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Kaixuan, then lit one for himself as well.

"Have one?"

Wang Kaixuan silently took it and lit it himself.

A bluish-white smoke rose up, making Li Weiguo's face somewhat blurry behind it.

"The family circumstances of the fallen soldier are somewhat complicated!"

“Yes!” Wang Kaixuan said slowly, “His father has always been in poor health and just had heart bypass surgery last year. His mother has had high blood pressure for many years. His grandparents are in even worse condition, and I’m afraid they won’t be able to withstand this shock.”

Li Weiguo took a deep drag on his cigarette, then slowly exhaled the smoke, leaving a long trail of ash between his fingers.

"Let's put it aside for now. Some magical creatures from another world are being studied by medical scientists. If we can find medicine to treat heart and blood pressure problems, we can send it to them."

He spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

"For now, we will follow the old procedure for the soldier's sacrifice. We will tell his family that the soldier is on a top-secret mission deep in the desert and his return date is uncertain."

"Also, find a legitimate reason to ensure his parents' health and strive for a cure!"

"The logistics department will arrange for someone to visit him regularly, so that his elderly parents don't feel that life is difficult because their son isn't home."

"Understood." Wang Kaixuan nodded emphatically.

This wasn't the first time they'd used this process.

Decades ago, when preparing Miss Qiu's dowry in the desert, countless heroes were buried far from home, and their names and achievements were only told to their families many years later.

Pioneering another world is also a secret war that cannot be brought to light.

After Wang Kaixuan left, only Li Weiguo remained in the office. He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, but the feeling of frustration still lingered in his heart.

He knew that the soldier would not be the last to die.

The other world is dangerous, and sacrifice is inevitable.

As the commander-in-chief, the only thing he could do was to slow down the increase in the number of casualties as much as possible.

To calm himself down, he casually flipped to the next document.

"New Seafood High-End Food Brand Promotion and Marketing Plan"

The so-called new seafood is naturally a product from another world.

Upon seeing this title, Li Weiguo's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

He turned to a page, and a huge picture came into view: a fish with a deep blue body, beautifully defined muscles, and a very large belly.

Below the image is the brand name proposed by the marketing department: "General Fish".

"General Fish?" Li Weiguo suddenly chuckled softly. "That's a fitting name. I just wonder, should this thing be steamed or braised?"

This thought, like a ray of light, dispelled much of the gloom in my heart.

He picked up a pen and wrote next to the plan: "Have the propaganda department step up their efforts!"

He breathed a sigh of relief after finishing writing.

On this heavy and oppressive path of pioneering, one must find some fun to keep going.

"I wonder if this food will become an instant hit!"

(End of this chapter)