Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 276 - The Suffering of Flesh and Blood

"Haha, young master, you're up quite early." Lin Hai, wearing a gray overcoat, slowly rose from his seat, smiling at Qian Lingyun and the Third Elder, and said, "It seems you've already discussed it, haven't you?"

"Hmm." The Third Elder glanced at Qian Lingyun out of the corner of his eye, and seeing that she didn't seem to want to talk, he took the initiative to continue the conversation:

"With the current production capacity of our Rheinmetall Armory, without affecting subsequent research and development, it will take us about a year to produce 200 Level 4 Holy Spirit Ballistae, 100 Level 5 and 6 Ballistae, and 500 Rhein Soul Guidance Machine Guns. If Marshal Lin is in a hurry, we can speed up the process by two months."

"Correspondingly, the price for rush work will also increase by 10%."

"Ten months?" Lin Hai frowned, seemingly surprised that the harvest would take so long.

"Yes, our Rheinmetall Armory Factory emphasizes quality and quantity. For every ballista we manufacture, we also manufacture a set of replacement equipment. If there are any quality problems with individual cannons, we will send someone to repair them," the Third Elder said eloquently, his professionalism practically written all over his face.

"But ten months is far too long. If we place the order with Mingde Hall, they can deliver and put it into use within six months." Lin Hai sighed softly, then looked at Qian Lingyun and explained, "As you know, young master, new equipment needs a break-in and training period. The sooner it's delivered, the sooner we can build a powerful Soul Master legion..."

"The reason why Mingde Hall's soul tool orders are delivered quickly is because those mad scientists waste their rest time on meaningless work. Although we can also work overtime, we would have to give up our happy entertainment activities and three meals a day, and become those stupid people who only know how to do research. As a level nine soul tool master with integrity, I would not do such a thing."

The Third Elder crossed his arms arrogantly, looked up at the tent roof, and had an arrogant look that said it was absolutely impossible for me to suffer.

Upon hearing this, Lin Hai's expression immediately became complex. He looked at Qian Lingyun pleadingly, his small eyes filled with big question marks, as if to say, "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

"I think he's right. You won't be in a rush for a few months. So what if the shipment is a little late? Can you find something as good as my Holy Spirit Crossbow?" Qian Lingyun's eyes darted around, and she coaxed, "At worst, we'll lower the price and give you a 2% discount. How about that? That's our bottom line!"

Okay, you guys have level nine soul masters, you're awesome!

Lin Hai's lips twitched, and he looked at the Third Elder with tears in his eyes. Finally, he took out a contract and handed it to Qian Lingyun.

The contract stated that a 50% deposit would be paid to the military in advance, that the Rheinmetall Armory would deliver the goods within one year, and that the final payment would be settled upon inspection in Qixing City.

With a flourish of her pen, Qian Lingyun carefully signed the name of the Fourth Elder in the notary's seat behind the Third Elder's signature area.

After taking the contract and checking it to make sure it was correct, Lin Hai extended his right hand to the Third Elder, revealing a storage soul tool ring containing the deposit, and smiled, "Alright, then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

"It's a pleasure doing business with you." The Third Elder accepted the ring, checked the price, and then smiled broadly. "I hope you'll choose us again for future collaborations. I'm confident that our new products will satisfy you."

"Then I'll wait and see."

After speaking, Lin Hai nodded and pointed to the documents beside him: "I have official business to attend to, so I won't see you out."

After leaving the command tent, the Third Elder did not hesitate for a moment and turned to look for his beloved. If Qian Lingyun hadn't stopped him and reminded him that he hadn't taken the blueprints for the soul-guided machine gun, Lin Hai would definitely not have been able to receive the 500 soul-guided machine guns when the delivery was scheduled for next year.

After seeing off the Third Elder, Qian Lingyun stretched and swayed back to the Fourth Elder's temporary residence in Seven Star City.

As soon as I entered, a strong aroma of food wafted over me.

Looking up, six delicious dishes, each with its own unique color, aroma, and flavor, were laid out on the table. The dishes, each like a work of art, made Qian Lingyun's mouth water. She glanced sideways at the four servants cleaning the kitchen utensils by the stove.

Seeing that he had his back to her, she tiptoed to the dining table, picked up a piece with her fingertips, and was about to put it in her mouth.

Snapped!

"Ouch...it hurts!"

"Go wash your hands," the fourth offering said, chopping the vegetarian dishes into small pieces and arranging them on a plate. "Go and call the twelfth offering over as well!"

Qian Lingyun cried out in pain as she felt a sharp pain on the back of her hand from the chopsticks. She quickly dropped the piece of food and started rubbing it. She looked at the Fourth Offering Master, who still had his back to her, with a pitiful expression, whimpered a few times, and walked towards the next room…

On her way to call Lazybones for breakfast, Qian Lingyun glanced down at the red mark on the back of her hand, made by chopsticks, and a thought inexplicably popped into her mind:

Human beings are so fragile. Even if their physical abilities are no less than those of ordinary titled Douluo, they can still get hurt. Let alone being as invincible as one might imagine, they are not even as strong as slightly stronger soul beasts.

If only I had a body made of steel...

"Hmm!" Qian Lingyun seemed startled by her own audacious idea, quickly shaking her head to clear away the unrealistic thoughts. She then knocked on the others' doors and softly urged, "Lazybones, get up and let's eat!"

"Ah! Holy Maiden, so you don't sleep during the day?!" A messy head of hair peeked out from Wu Yun's room. Qian Lingyun knew without a doubt that it was Wu Yu.

Because Wu Yun would not…

"Yeah! You guys aren't sleeping in the middle of the day? You're awake?"

Another messy head of hair peeked out of the room, exactly fifteen centimeters below the first one.

Judging from their identical messy hair and tone of voice, Qian Lingyun remained silent for a moment before comforting them, "You two get some sleep! I'll accept your breakfast for you."

"Breakfast? What breakfast?" Wu Yu swallowed hard, then said awkwardly, "Was it breakfast that the Fourth Elder personally cooked?"

"No," Qian Lingyun shook her head seriously.

Wu Yu: (￣～￣;), if you hadn't been so serious, I would have really believed you!

Wu Yun: ┐(д┐), doesn't your conscience hurt?

Qian Lingyun: (_), Do we evil spirit masters have any conscience?

Squeak! Squeak!

Two doors opened one after the other. Nana and Yueyue, who lived next door, stood there, looking at Qian Lingyun and the two messy-haired girls, at a loss.

Only Bai Yuan, rubbing her sleepy eyes, slipped past Qian Lingyun and, with a burst of speed, rushed into the Four Elders' vital kitchen...

Nana and Yueyue: "!"

"Damn it! This old monk in his sixties or seventies has no sense of martial ethics and is bullying us young people who are not even thirty!" Qian Lingyun shouted angrily, stopped arguing with the Wu Yu sisters, turned around and ran away, the second one to disappear into the kitchen.

"!"

Wu Yu was the third to react. She flung open the door and leaped over her sister in a bridge-like motion, stepping on Wu Yun's head as she rushed into the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)