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Public opinion shifts faster than turning the pages of a book.

One second ago, the Western world was trembling with fear over the red "frozen sea" in the South China Sea.

The next second, the front-page headline of The New York Times was like a bucket of ice water poured over the already boiling hearts of the Chinese people.

The large, bold headline was full of biting sarcasm:

"God's Craftsmanship: Why Can't They Build an Engine Even If They Were Given the Blueprints by China?"

The article is full of sarcasm.

They admitted that China obtained ASML's lithography machine algorithm and also admitted to handing over GE's latest aero-engine design drawings.

But between the lines, there is a sense of superiority that comes from "advanced civilization" looking down on "barbarians".

Having flour doesn't mean you can make Michelin three-star bread.

"High-temperature resistant ceramic matrix composite materials, processing technology for cooling film vents in single-crystal blades, heat-resistant coatings for vector nozzles..."

"These represent two hundred years of Western industrial accumulation, the Mount Everest of materials science."

"Without these 'defenses,' those blueprints would be nothing more than a pile of beautiful waste paper."

On television, Williams is being interviewed by CNN.

He had just returned to China and hadn't had a chance to go to the dental clinic yet.

He spoke with a slight lisp, but that did nothing to diminish his smug, petty demeanor.

"Yes, we gave it to them."

Williams faced the camera, revealing his jagged, broken teeth, and gave a sinister smile.

"Because we know they can't do it."

"That's God's domain; it can't be crossed with those strange witchcrafts."

"Even if you give them ten or even fifty years, they still won't be able to fire those qualified ceramic slabs."

Inside Base 001.

"Snapped!"

Li Guobang slammed the newspaper heavily on the table.

The force was so great that the teacup lid jumped up.

"This is outrageous!"

The old general's chest heaved violently, and the bloodshot veins in his eyes looked like they were about to burst.

He pointed to the thick, flawless stack of design drawings on the table, his voice hoarse.

"It's so close...it's just one last step away!"

"We've tried all the top materials research institutes in China, but it didn't work; it didn't meet the heat resistance requirements."

"As soon as it's placed on the test bench, the core components will soften and deform due to the high temperature, eventually causing the tank to explode."

Li Guobang slumped into his chair, feeling more hopeless than when facing enemy guns and cannons.

"Is it really true, as that old dog said, that we can only watch the treasure mountain go empty-handed?"

Chen Xi sat on his personal rhenium throne.

He was still holding the enamel mug in his hand, but his expression was not as anxious as Li Guobang's.

He stared at Williams's slurred mouth on the screen, a hint of amusement and coldness in his eyes.

"God's craftsmanship?"

Chen Xi chuckled softly, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table.

"Old Li, do you believe in God?"

Li Guobang glared at him irritably.

"I am a Party member!"

"That's right."

Chen Xi put down his teacup and took out his slightly warm phone.

"I've never seen God either."

"but……"

"If we're talking about playing with fire, high temperatures, and forging..."

Chen Xi's lips curled up slightly, revealing his usual calculating expression.

"I think that hot-tempered guy in our group is more professional than God."

On the phone screen.

The Heavenly Court chat group has exploded.

Even through the screen, you can feel the suffocating heat.

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea (Nezha)】: @Chen Xi!!!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)】: Are you trying to die?!

【The Great God of the Three Altars (Nezha)】: It's been three days! A full three days!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas (Nezha)】: I've been staring at this one left leg for three whole days!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)】: Do you know what this feels like? It's like being halfway through taking a dump and having it shoved back in!

Nezha was clearly mentally broken.

For this damn "Optimus Prime", he even stopped going to his beloved East Blue.

She squats in the Cloud Tower Palace every day, hugging that metal left leg, like a waiting-for-husband stone.

But at this very moment, there are still people who enjoy watching the spectacle and don't mind making things worse.

[Lei Gong]: Tsk tsk tsk, Third Prince, calm down.

[Lei Gong]: Look at me, I watch Game of Thrones every day and post comments, how pleasant is that?

[Lei Gong]: These mortal treasures are all about fate. Perhaps your VIP level isn't high enough, Third Prince?

[Lei Gong]: Why don't you ask your friend Chen Xi for help? Maybe he'll be in a good mood and send you a screw?

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)】: Get lost!!!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas (Nezha)】: @Chen Xi, if you don't come out soon, I'm going to burn down the South Heavenly Gate!

[The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)]: I want my right leg! I want my body! I want that giant axe!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)】: Now! Immediately! Right now!

The temperature in Heaven is rising rapidly.

It is said that Laozi's alchemy furnace automatically shut down for protection due to excessively high ambient temperatures.

Chen Xi calmly sipped his tea while looking at the text on the screen that seemed to be spewing sparks.

The time is right.

This frantic desire for something you can't have is the best catalyst for closing a deal.

[Chen Xi]: Third Prince, please calm down.

[Chen Xi]: It's not that I don't want to give it, it's just that... I'm powerless to do so.

【The Great God of the Three Altars (Nezha)】: Bullshit! That's just an excuse! You're just trying to renege on your debt!

[Chen Xi]: This is not an excuse.

[Chen Xi]: The right leg of this Optimus Prime is the core component that supports the heavens and the earth, and its craftsmanship is a hundred times more complex than that of the left leg.

[Chen Xi]: The fire in the mortal world is not hot enough and has too many impurities.

[Chen Xi]: It explodes every time it's fired, making it impossible to shape.

[Chen Xi]: I'm so worried I'm about to lose all my hair. I was just about to apologize to you, saying that this mecha is probably only good for... being a decoration.

After saying that, Chen Xi also posted a photo of the laboratory with materials shattered and in a mess.

Selling miserably.

This is a required course for unscrupulous merchants.

When Nezha heard that the mecha project was going to fail, he immediately panicked.

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)】: No! Absolutely not!

【Three Altars Sea Meeting God (Nezha)】: Whoever dares to ruin my mecha, I'll make him a rotten person!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas (Nezha)】: It's just fire, isn't it? If mortal fire doesn't work, can't you think of a way?

Chen Xi's eyes flashed, and his fingers flew across the keyboard.

[Chen Xi]: There is a solution, but...

【The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas (Nezha)】: He's stammering like a woman! Speak quickly!

[Chen Xi]: If there were a source of fire that was extremely yang and intense, yet could be controlled at will, to quench this ordinary iron...

[Chen Xi]: For example, the two wheels you're standing on?

See the picture poorly.

The group chat was silent for a moment.

Wind and fire wheels.

That was Nezha's natal magic weapon, his means of transportation, and also his ultimate weapon.

If it were anyone else who dared to mess with the Wind Fire Wheels, Nezha would have stabbed them with his spear long ago.

but now……

He glanced at the lone, imposing mechanical left leg in his arms.

Then I thought about how impressive it would be to collect a complete set and wear it out to cause a sensation on the street.

Then I thought about Lei Gong's smug and petty face.

Nezha gritted his teeth.

This is for art! For mechanical ascension!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Seas (Nezha)】: ...Are you sure?

【The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas (Nezha)】: As long as this fire is used, can a right leg be created?

[Chen Xi]: Not just the right leg.

[Chen Xi]: If this fire is pure enough, I can even forge that "Golden Battle Axe" for you.

Chen Xi increased his stakes.

This blow struck straight to the soul.

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea (Nezha)】: Okay!

【The Great God of the Three Altars and Seas (Nezha)】: It's just fire! I'll give it to you!

[The Great God of the Three Altars (Nezha)]: But listen up, young master! If the right leg you create has a color difference, or isn't handsome enough...

【The Great God of the Three Altars and the Sea (Nezha)】: I will burn your base to ashes!

Chen Xi looked at the red notification that popped up on the screen, his eyebrows curving into a smile, just like a fox that had stolen some grapes.

Mr. Williams.

Chen Xi looked at the old white man on the big screen who was still spouting nonsense and whispered.

"You're right, that kind of craftsmanship doesn't exist in the mortal realm."

"But I'm sorry."

"I have a cheat code."