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Chapter 145 Life Essence Extract Repair Fluid, The Prince Who Trafficked in Arms (Seeking monthly tickets and subscriptions)

If I could do it all over again, I would be willing to stay on Mount Emei as a monkey's grandson for the rest of my life—the last words of a senior disciple on Mount Emei.

An alien world, an animal injury repair laboratory.

The cold, piercing light of the operating lamps illuminated the stainless steel operating table.

On the stage, an experimental monkey codenamed "Senior Brother of Mount Emei" had already fallen silent.

Its chest and abdomen were completely dissected, and its internal organs were neatly arranged on a tray, like a beautifully presented exhibit for a biology lesson.

"Vitality signs have disappeared. Experiment subject No. 73 monkey has been confirmed dead."

The assistant beside him was recording data, his voice calm but tinged with regret.

"What a pity. If we had just held on a little longer, we might have been able to hold on."

Frustrated, Ding Jingming ripped off his sterile mask and tossed it into the recycling bin.

His eyes were fixed on the frantically jumping green data streams on the screen in front of him, his face showing an almost manic, yet disappointed excitement.

"See that?! The peak cell viability is 3400! The tissue regeneration rate is 12.7% higher than the previous batch! It's simply a miracle in medical history! It's a pity there are no more experimental samples!"

His name is Ding Jingming, a top medical scientist in the second batch to arrive in the other world.

The idea of ​​extracting ultra-fast repair extracts from deep-sea octopus cells is fantastic.

After countless failures, they extracted the repair agent.

After using it, everyone found that the effect of this thing was nothing short of miraculous.

The only downside is that it has some minor side effects.

For example, the experimental subjects.

Early extracts can cause severe nerve and brain pain when used to repair wounds.

The test subjects often died not from injuries, but from excruciating pain.

Now, thanks to his brilliant optimization and improvement, the latest "No. 36 Extract Repair Solution" is much gentler.

At the very least, it allows the test subjects to witness their torn flesh healing itself while enduring excruciating pain.

Unfortunately, it still couldn't make it through the full healing process.

Ding Jingming clicked his tongue, his tone carrying an undisguised regret, as if lamenting that a work of art had ultimately developed a flaw.

"Its nervous system is too fragile, and its willpower is also weak. The brain shut down halfway through the repair."

The assistant adjusted his glasses and whispered a reminder: "Professor, the side effects are still too great. Few humans could withstand this level of nerve stimulation."

"That's why we need more data and more experimental samples!"

Ding Jingming waved his hand, interrupting his assistant.

"It's a pity that the concentration of magical particles in the modern world is too low, otherwise our experiment would have progressed much faster. The effect of this thing would be greatly reduced in the modern world; only here can it show its true value! Soldiers with severed hands and feet can be repaired and even return to the battlefield. Do you understand the strategic significance of that?"

His eyes gleamed with fanaticism, as if he could already see countless soldiers, missing limbs and broken legs, rising again amidst their cries of agony, transforming into invincible war machines.

As for that little bit of pain, what does it matter in the face of a great goal?
"Dispose of No. 73 without leaving any organic residue."

Ding Jingming took off his white coat, picked up the data board on the table, and walked out without looking back.

“I’ll go see President Su. The testing value of these ordinary monkeys is decreasing; their bodies and wills are too weak.”

As soon as Ding Jingming stepped into the command center of the other world, he saw people coming and going all around him, their steps hurried, and each person's face showed their mission and goal.

Just as he was about to go find Su Mingjin, he caught a glimpse of Deng Dakang's back.

Ding Jingming curled his lip and walked over.

He felt a certain camaraderie with this colleague who was equally obsessed with research, even to the point of being somewhat fanatical.

"Old Deng?"

Hearing the voice, Deng Dakang turned around and saw Ding Jingming. He forced a smile and said, "Professor Ding, you look radiant. Have you made any new progress?"

“That’s natural.” Ding Jingming puffed out his chest and shook the data panel in his hand. “After the extract repaired the cells, the activity peak went up another level. I’m going to ask President Su for more deep-sea octopus limbs and experimental samples. The next step is to completely eliminate that negligible side effect.”

"negligible?"

Deng Dakang pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses sharpening.

"I heard that the screams of your test subjects are quite loud! Has the problem of amplified nerve pain not been completely resolved yet?"

How come this guy is so busy yet still so well-informed?
A hint of unease flashed across Ding Jingming's face, then he coughed dryly and said matter-of-factly, "What do you mean by amplified pain? That's the drug stimulating neuronal regeneration, it's life roaring! Newborns cry at birth, it's the same principle!"

He paused, lowered his voice, and said with a hint of smug mystery, "Besides, the latest improved version is already quite mild. At least it can keep the test subject conscious while allowing them to witness the miracle of rapid flesh and blood repair. Tsk tsk... it just means... it's a bit of a test of willpower."

Deng Dakang wasn't interested in listening to his sophistry; he was more concerned with the actual effects: "Stop talking about things that are useless. I'm asking you, does it have a reverse repair effect on aging cells? It's not about repairing damage, it's about reversing aging."

"This... hasn't been tested yet," Ding Jingming answered honestly. His research focuses entirely on battlefield first aid. "My direction is on external injuries and nerve repair, to ensure that soldiers with severed limbs can return to the battlefield as quickly as possible."

At this point, Ding Jingming's eyes rekindled with fervor: "As long as we solve the minor side effect of amplifying nerve pain, this thing can help countless disabled people stand up again! Just think about it, what a great deed that would be!"

Deng Dakang nodded noncommittally. He knew the merit Ding Jingming was talking about, and he knew how many experimental subjects' corpses would be piled up behind the scenes if this project succeeded.

But he also knew what the success of this drug would mean!
Deng Dakang is an expert in viruses and biological systems and has knowledge of medical data.

What Ding Jingming held in his hand was indeed a groundbreaking biological agent.

There are a large number of people with disabilities on Earth, totaling approximately 13 billion, accounting for 16% of the global population, or about one in six people. 80% of these are in developing countries.

Of course, this data includes elderly people who have lost their mobility and are bedridden.

The number of people with physical disabilities worldwide is not directly counted, but as of the end of 2024, Tokyo University had 8591.4 million people with disabilities holding disability certificates, of which approximately 2472 million had physical disabilities.

According to data from the University of Tokyo, the total number of patients with high-level paraplegia and spinal cord injury is nearly 400 million, with approximately 9 new cases each year.

Furthermore, the number of patients with various disabilities caused by neurological disorders and nerve damage is countless.

Migraines, strokes, dementia, diabetic retinopathy, and neuropathy are all manifestations of nerve damage.

If they develop a drug that can repair nerves, it means that this octopus biomass extract repair fluid will benefit countless people and could win the top bioengineering award from the University of Tokyo!
As for the Nobel Prize, forget about it.

Everyone knows about different systems for catching mandarin fish!
Their findings will not be made public anytime soon.

The two madmen exchanged a glance, each seeing in the other's eyes an absolute confidence and obsession with their own research field.

"Alright, I won't keep you any longer. Go talk to President Su."

Deng Dakang waved his hand and turned back to continue studying the data on the screen.

Ding Jingming also dropped his half-joking expression.

This conversation with Deng Dakang only strengthened his resolve.

That's right, his potion is a groundbreaking miracle!

Once the only flaw is fixed, it will become perfect.

Now, he needs more test subjects for adjustments and testing.

The nervous system and willpower of ordinary monkeys are simply not strong enough to withstand the baptism of a miracle. They are too weak to even be qualified to witness a miracle.

Thinking of this, Ding Jingming gripped the data tablet in his hand and strode towards the office deep inside the command center.
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Dozens of kilometers away, in the extinct volcanic zone.

"Prepare for demolition!!!"

A piercing alarm sounded, accompanied by violent tremors. A muffled explosion came from inside the mountain, and thick smoke billowed out of the mine.

Li Jingze stood on the high observation platform, braving the cold wind, watching this scene.

He was already used to this commotion.

He shuddered, looking down at the vibrant mining area, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.

After several days of continuous work, this place has been transformed from a barren wasteland into a heavily guarded mining site.

Machine gun turrets, outposts, and a three-dimensional defense network have been established.

Various vehicles shuttle back and forth on the road, emitting a heavy roar.

The freshly blasted ore was scooped up by a huge mechanical shovel, loaded onto trucks, and then transported to the smelting center behind it.

There, obsidian and scarlet magic stone, imbued with immense energy, will be sorted out and crafted into military explosives capable of tearing everything apart.

The entire mining area is like a heart that is constantly supplying blood to the front line.

"Battalion Commander, a call from headquarters!"

A communications soldier ran over, his expression serious.

The smile on Li Jingze's face vanished instantly. He immediately turned around and strode towards the communications tent.

Just then, the long whistle signaling mealtime rang out.

Not far away, after hearing the sounds of eating, Ming Yufei skillfully operated the excavator's mechanical arm, precisely pouring the last shovelful of ore mixed with obsidian and magic crystals into the transport truck.

Only after the carriage was full and the train had left did he turn off the engine, slung his gun over his shoulder, nimbly jump out of the driver's seat, and head towards the canteen.

The food was good today; the cafeteria had a familiar aroma of meat wafting through the air.

This time, the cooks made tofu stewed with fish, and surprisingly, they also prepared fish in other ways.

Ming Yufei ordered himself a grilled fish set meal, poured a large spoonful of tofu stewed with fish pieces on top, found a corner, and buried himself in his food.

The fish was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the hot meal dispelled the fatigue accumulated throughout the day.

"Monitor!"

A vibrant voice rang out from the side; you knew who it was without even looking.

Jiang Ruixuan, carrying a tray, plopped down opposite him, his face beaming with undisguised excitement.

Ming Yufei didn't even lift his eyelids, continuing to struggle with a fish bone: "What is it now?"

"I saw a lot of construction trucks from our unit, so many!" Jiang Ruixuan lowered his voice and pointed with his chopsticks at the newly arrived convoy in the distance. "Are we going to expand into the forests to the south? Are we about to have a big battle?"

Ming Yufei glanced in the direction he was pointing and saw that it was indeed a newly rotated road construction team.

"Yes, the battalion commander mentioned it during yesterday's meeting, saying that the road will soon reach the edge of the forest."

"When can we go to the front lines?" Jiang Ruixuan's eyes lit up. "We're digging rocks here every day, our bones are practically rusting!"

"Isn't it good to stay here?" Ming Yufei replied lazily, slowly shoveling rice into his mouth.

He looked up at Jiang Ruixuan, whose face seemed to say "I'm eager for battle," and suddenly laughed: "You have a serious problem with your thinking. Do you think the front line is all about charging forward with a gun, and that's really cool?"

Jiang Ruixuan, feeling a little embarrassed that his thoughts had been exposed, scratched his head.

Ming Yufei picked up the last piece of tofu and said slowly, "We're engineers, the battlefield is right beneath our feet. Without these stones we dig, the front lines wouldn't even be able to make bullets. Kid, you should be grateful you can have a hot meal in peace."

Jiang Ruixuan was speechless and could only eat in silence.

Seeing his unconvinced look, Ming Yufei didn't bother to say anything more.

A greenhorn eager for glory always needs to experience something firsthand to understand the value of stability.

Suddenly, the broadcast broke the noise in the cafeteria, like a red-hot iron being plunged into cold water, instantly stirring up a frenzy.

"beep--"

"Upon receiving the battalion headquarters' notification, all squad and platoon commanders are to immediately report to the battalion headquarters for a meeting after lunch! Repeat, report to the battalion headquarters after lunch!"

The voice on the radio carried an unquestionable, commanding tone.

Ming Yufei, who was lazily reprimanding the rookie recruits just a moment ago, froze instantly. His nonchalant attitude vanished, replaced by the focused concentration of a cheetah eyeing its prey.

Instead of chewing slowly, he removed the fish bones from the meat, then picked up the plate and almost buried his head in it, his chopsticks moving like blurs as he devoured the food.

Jiang Ruixuan was dumbfounded. The squad leader ate faster than he could dig a hole with an excavator.

In less than a minute, the mountain of food was completely cleared away.

Mingyufei grabbed the bowl, poured the last mouthful of tofu and fish broth into his mouth, and let out a satisfied and loud "ha".

He swiftly and cleanly pushed the empty plate, so empty it reflected a person's image, in front of Jiang Ruixuan.

"I've done it. I'll credit you for it when I manage to snag the mission later."

Before he finished speaking, he had already rushed out of the cafeteria like a gust of wind.

Jiang Ruixuan stood there, stunned, staring at the two plates in front of him, then at the class monitor's disappearing figure, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Didn't you just say you were secretly enjoying yourself by staying here?

When Ming Yufei rushed to the command tent, he bumped into the second platoon leader, who was also arriving breathlessly. The two exchanged a glance, both seeing undisguised competition in each other's eyes.

"report!"

The two shouted almost simultaneously, threw back the curtain, and rushed inside.

Inside the tent, Battalion Commander Li Jingze was sitting behind Zhang Xingjun's table, eating his meal slowly and methodically. The dishes were exactly the same as those in the mess hall: cabbage, tofu, fish, and various kinds of stir-fried fish.

He even had the leisure to carefully pick out a fish bone.

Seeing his two subordinates who looked like fighting cocks, Li Jing didn't even raise his eyelids. He picked up a piece of tofu, blew on it, and said, "You're here so soon? Didn't you say you'd come after dinner?"

"Battalion Commander, I'm full! What's the mission?" Ming Yufei chuckled and stepped forward, rubbing his hands together.

The second platoon leader, not to be outdone, straightened his chest and said, "Battalion Commander, our second platoon is ready to carry out any mission at any time!"

Li Jing put the piece of tofu into his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and then pointed to the simple map spread out on the table.

"See for yourselves. It's a new order from headquarters: extend the road forward, all the way into that dark forest to the south. This will make it easier for subsequent capture teams to hunt the animals in the forest." He paused, his tone calm yet chilling: "Once the road from the front lines to the forest is open, we'll likely become easy targets, vulnerable to beast hordes, and very likely to be killed! Still want to go?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ming Yufei's eyes lit up with an alarming intensity.

A live target? That's what I call exciting!

"Battalion Commander! Our squad will go!" He patted his chest confidently. "Our squad is full of technical experts. We can operate excavators quickly and steadily, and we guarantee we'll exceed the mission targets!"

"Bullshit!" the second platoon leader snapped. "Ming Yufei, how many people are in your squad? Our platoon has a lot of men; we can work in three shifts non-stop to ensure the project is completed on time! Battalion Commander, this job is ours!"

"What's the use of having more people? What's needed on the front lines is efficiency, not heads!"

"Who are you calling inefficient!"

Just as the two were about to start arguing in the command post, Li Jingze slammed his chopsticks down.

The tent fell silent instantly.

He glanced at the two of them, his face expressionless: "Alright, I'll stop teasing you. This time, Ming Yufei's squad will be carrying out a test mission alone. You're fewer in number, smaller targets, making it easier to hide. The Second Company will be carrying out a collective digging mission."

He pointed to a scarlet marker on the map: "Remember, Ming Yufei's main task is to support the vanguard. The others' task is to build roads, not to fight. If you encounter a problem you can't solve, call for reinforcements immediately. Don't try to be a hero."

"Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!" Ming Yufei's face flushed with excitement. He gave a standard military salute, turned around and left. As he went out, he didn't forget to raise his eyebrows at the second platoon leader. He was so smug that he was practically wagging his tail in the air.

The second platoon leader was so angry he kept groaning, but there was nothing he could do.

At this moment, the other squad and platoon leaders arrived one after another. When they entered and saw Ming Yufei's smug look, and then looked at the second platoon leader's dark face, their hearts sank.

"Damn it, that little rascal Ming Yufei stole the first soup!"

"They're just taking advantage of their proximity to the battalion headquarters!"

"Are this kid's legs made of wheels of fire?"

A group of people beat their chests in frustration, only able to watch helplessly as Li Jingze waited to get a share of the leftovers.
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In another world, in the command center of the pioneering team.

On the giant screen in the command center, mission instructions were rapidly updated as a data stream.

The unit numbers of each combat unit flashed on the map, eventually locking onto their respective target areas.

Su Mingjin's gaze lingered briefly on a line of newly confirmed information—[Pioneer Exploration Assistant: Class One, Ming Yufei].

With roads clear and the military industry confirmed to be stable, the military, in addition to conducting reconnaissance in the far north, has also begun to extend its reach into the green forests of the south in search of that place.

Professor Deng Dakang, who was standing behind her, was getting restless, his eyes behind his glasses revealing anxiety.

"President Su, the operations force should be able to officially enter the forest area in the next day or two, right?"

"Yes, the order has been issued to the battalion level."

Su Mingjin nodded, picked up the water glass on the table, but did not drink it.

"As you urged, the troops will capture as many live animals as possible. But you also know that in the event of a large-scale beast tide, heavy firepower is the first choice to reduce casualties."

Her tone was calm, yet she was stating a cold, hard fact.

Modern weapons are not like the cannons depicted in movies and TV shows; multiple bullets hitting a person can be fatal. Wooden boards can easily stop rifle bullets.

Bullets are very powerful; a single rifle bullet can easily destroy tree trunks more than ten centimeters thick. When it hits a human body, it can easily shatter internal organs.

Heavy firepower is even more terrifying. If you are attacked by heavy weapons, you'd be lucky to find even a piece of tissue the size of your palm, let alone a complete experimental specimen.

"I understand, I understand!"

Deng Dakang rubbed his hands together and paced back and forth for a couple of steps.

"But we should still try to capture as many live specimens as possible!"

"President Su, the creatures brought from the modern world are too poorly adapted to the magical particles of this world. Their integration speed is as slow as a snail! We must speed it up and find the key for native creatures to adapt to the environment!"

"Don't worry, the frontline will do its best." Su Mingjin put down her water glass. "By the way, the captured mammoths will be transported to the experimental area once the road is repaired. Do you have any plans for that?"

"A woolly mammoth?" Deng Dakang's interest was piqued. "We should see one. We'll observe it when the time is right, and then dissect one to take a look! If it's valuable, we'll definitely study it in depth!"

The two were talking when they exchanged a message.

Until Deng Dakang's personal terminal rang.

He glanced at it, immediately said goodbye to Su Mingjin, and left in a hurry.

Shortly after he left, Brigade Commander Man, dressed in a crisp military uniform, came over with a receipt in his hand.

"President Su, the new batch of oil pipelines and new metal smelting modules have arrived and require your signature for confirmation."

Su Mingjin took the receipt and quickly glanced at it: "Have the logistics department handle this directly. This infrastructure is of paramount importance and cannot afford any mistakes."

She signed the receipt, handed it back, and casually asked, "How are the soldiers' mental state on the front lines lately?"

Commander Man's expression turned serious: "The first batch of advance troops have been fighting continuously for fifty days. Their physical fitness has indeed been enhanced a lot under the influence of magical particles, but the mental pressure is enormous, and the psychological assessment report is not optimistic. I suggest rotation."

"After this month's mission ends, we'll arrange for them to take turns resting and recuperating so the soldiers can adjust their tense minds." Su Mingjin made the decision without any hesitation.

"Yes!"

"How are the wounded recovering?"

"The recovery is going very well. The medical department's report says that the environment of the other world has a miraculous effect on wound healing. One lightly wounded soldier has already recovered, and the bones of some of the seriously wounded soldiers are also recovering very quickly."

Su Mingjin nodded slightly, compiled all the collected information into an encrypted file, and transmitted it to Li Weiguo, the commander-in-chief of the modern world, through the internal network.

After doing all this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked alone to the huge tactical map.

The area marked "Green Forest" appears as a deep, dark green on the map, like a vortex that can devour everything.

The task Li Jing gave Ming Yufei was merely a preliminary probe.

If they venture deeper into the forest, the elves will likely summon another wave of beasts.

They need to adjust some tactics.
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In the modern world, this is the logistics coordination and management command center of Zhurihe.

Li Weiguo approved Su Mingjin's attack plan, tapping the word "Agreed" lightly with his fingertip.

With the risk assessment report for the Southern Green Forest development readily available, Su Mingjin fully agreed with the decision to launch a massive land reclamation campaign.

Human life should always be the top priority.

Precious specimens from another world are ultimately just external possessions.

Only after he finished processing this urgent document did he have time to look at the mountain of reports piled up on his desk.

Since the supplies from the other world were steadily being transported back, the entire research field in the modern world has been injected with a powerful boost.

He pulled out a document marked "Top Secret".

Project Code: High-Energy Battery

[Research Subject: By replicating and testing high-purity materials from another world, we attempt to break through the current limits of battery energy storage!]

Upon seeing this, Li Weiguo perked up.

He opened the results page to view them.

[Results: The new semi-solid-state battery achieves a 135% improvement in energy storage efficiency and a 5% reduction in volume. The sample has been running stably for over 100 hours.]

Li Weiguo's gaze was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

He knew better than anyone what such a highly efficient battery meant.

It can make individual soldier exoskeletons more durable and allow trams to travel further in the north.

Countless energy bottlenecks that have plagued us for decades now have the keys to a breakthrough.

He picked up the internal phone, inquired about the situation, and learned that it would take some time before it could move from the laboratory to the civilian market, at which point he hung up.

Just as I hung up the phone, my assistant, Xiao Wang, knocked on the door and came in, his face bearing a strange expression of wanting to laugh but not daring to.

"Mr. Li, this is a summary of some food-related complaints we've received."

Li Weiguo raised an eyebrow, showing interest: "Which tycoon has had enough of waiting in line this time?"

“They were some wealthy Indians,” Xiao Wang reported, suppressing a laugh. “After attending the banquet, they couldn’t stop talking about our food, saying that we were using high-priced scarcity marketing, which seriously hurt their feelings as our VIP customers.”

"Then he was willing to pay to buy out the supply of some ingredients for the next month."

How much did he invest?

"One hundred million, in US dollars!"

"One hundred million US dollars?" Li Weiguo laughed in exasperation. "Does he think this is like buying cabbage at the market? He's so confident and ridiculous! Tell them that our food supply is limited because the production cost is too high, and for sustainable development, we have to wait. If they want to eat it earlier, they'd better come and line up obediently."

"Understood!" Xiao Wang nodded, suppressing a laugh.

After his assistant Xiao Wang left, Li Weiguo's gaze fell on the last document.

[Contingency Plan for Dispersed Handling of Sealed Equipment]

A long list, from old rifles to retired mortars, missiles, rocket launchers, and the like, all scrap metal ready to be melted down for steelmaking.

Li Weiguo turned the pages one by one, his eyes calm and still.

These once-important national treasures are now steel waste, and disposing of them is quite an expense.

If it weren't for finding a large, wealthy dog ​​owner, they would be preparing to sell their old equipment and accumulate new, more powerful gear.

Seeing that Prince Abdul of Shah's faction was actually so helpful, and actually sold a lot of spare parts and equipment in their way, the corners of his mouth immediately turned up.
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Inside a suite at a top-tier hotel on the Bund in Shanghai.

Abdul hung up the phone with an old friend.

He met this old friend while studying in the West. The friend had extensive connections in the arms industry, and the reason for contacting him this time was to resell a batch of special "spare parts".

These so-called spare parts are all old relics discarded by the great Eastern country two or three decades ago.

For example, tank engines, used gun barrels, and various communication relay equipment.

Although its performance has been intentionally disassembled and downgraded, its core capabilities remain, making it no less than a divine weapon for certain war-torn regions.

These things are fatally attractive to many small countries and local armed groups.

Abdul had just put down the satellite phone when another encrypted phone rang urgently.

He glanced at the caller ID and slowly answered the call.

"...You need a tank engine? Easy." The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely anxious, but Abdul's tone was as relaxed as if he were discussing the weather. "Yes, I guarantee it will work, and the quality is very high. As for the price, it's not expensive, just the original factory price."

There seemed to be intense haggling on the other end of the phone.

"Expensive? My friend, you need to understand that some engine production lines can't even keep up with your consumption rate. If you don't want it, I think your old rivals will be happy to take over this batch of treasures."

Abdul walked to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a glass of ice water, and spoke with a hint of mockery in his tone.

There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by an urgent sound of compromise.

"Sure, of course... How many? A hundred? No problem! What else do you need? Sure, we can announce the sale of used engines to the public..."

Abdul hung up the phone, his mouth agape, and he let out a suppressed chuckle.

What a lovely group of buyers!

What might be considered scrap iron, fit for steelmaking in the eyes of a major Eastern power, could be the key to victory or defeat in many battles.

Although they have been in service for decades, their technological foundation and manufacturing process still surpass the active equipment of many countries.

Today, this "steel waste" is flowing continuously to various hotspots around the world through him, a prince of Sha, in exchange for huge sums of real money.

With his quick wit and smooth tactics, he managed to avoid any public criticism from any force.

Of course, this transaction information is extremely sensitive, and it is impossible for non-professionals to investigate it.

That globally significant conflict has now resulted in the deaths and injuries of millions of soldiers. Tens of thousands of pieces of heavy military equipment have been destroyed.

The meager equipment currently being produced by each department is simply not enough to meet the demand.

When shrewd Arab merchants sell these goods to those who need them, their respective departments naturally don't want these matters to be exposed.

With the help of an intermediary, a large number of equipment parts from the University of Tokyo were sold.

The sale of a large number of parts allowed for a rapid return of funds.

Meanwhile, on the Eastern side, the transition was almost seamless, with upgrades and replacements of all-new engines, new gun barrels, and various advanced equipment.

A perfect closed loop.

They sell outdated equipment at high prices and then use the money to complete their own equipment cycle and upgrades.

Thinking about this, Abdul felt even more awe for his Eastern partner.

He opened the encrypted tablet in front of him, which displayed the latest batch of "lists of processable waste" sent by Dongfang.

The long string of words dazzled him.

His gaze slowly moved across the list, and suddenly, it stopped on a name.

Abdul's breath hitched slightly, and the smile on his face instantly became incredibly bright.

"Pearl above, are they planning to phase out so many of their weapons and equipment?"

He muttered to himself, his eyes shining.

"It's crazy!"

Abdul believed that these outdated rocket launchers could be completely recycled and reused.

(End of this chapter)