Otherworld Girl Development Guide

"Mingrui... sit down..." the old man said meaningfully.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Mingrui looked at the old man with some confusion.

The old man opened the combination lock box, took out a red file folder, and handed it to Zhou Mingrui.

"Can I see this?" Zhou Mingrui asked, leaning back tactically.

"It's for you to see."

Zhou Mingrui opened the file with skepticism, and his eyes widened in surprise.

First, there's a report on the mineral distribution around the Xirang base...

Next is the report on the thorn bamboo shoot crystals... Nuwa Base extracted the carbon nanotubes from them in just three days.

Finally, regarding the development plan for the Xirang Base over the next three years, the higher-ups have decided to develop Mingrui Star regardless of cost, occupying all the unclaimed islands and reefs within the entire Abyss Sea, and erecting boundary markers on them.

If you can't land, airdrop them; if you can't airdrop them, send them over with missiles!

We must quickly establish a physical presence for China in this unclaimed territory of the Abyss Sea, regardless of whether we have the capability to develop it now; let's do it "since ancient times" first!

In order to increase control over the Abyss Sea, the Nuwa base on the opposite side has cleared a huge underground space and is directly building giant sections and pre-outfitting equipment underground. At the same time, many secret factories across the country have also received the same mission.

Other countries would never dream that China would start building ships underground...

"This is amazing!"

"Carbon nanotubes represent a revolution in basic materials, and Mingrui... we have a heavy task to complete here as well."

Mingruixing's superiors issued a strict order: more than ten slipways must be completed within eight months.

The pre-outfitted giant sections are then transported to the Xirang Base via a teleportation portal for final assembly on the slipway.

As for ocean adaptability, it's no longer a consideration; we'll launch it first and then fine-tune subsequent models based on the collected data.

Zhou Mingrui even saw the construction sequence of the Type 076 unmanned aircraft carrier and the Type 008 nuclear-powered aircraft carrier in the construction list, as well as several Type 055 technology demonstrators with electromagnetic railgun variants...

Goodness, they're preparing to conduct technical verification right here!

Once warships are deployed like dumplings being dropped into a pot, the coastal defense capabilities of the Xirang base will expand like an inflating balloon.

Next—it's time for the rabbits to reap their harvest!

Oil belongs to the rabbit!

Magic Horn Ore belongs to the rabbit!

The spiny bamboo shoot crystals are from rabbits!

Everything in the Abyss Sea belongs to the rabbit!

"Mingrui, your superiors have given you an order."

The old man smiled kindly, and Zhou Mingrui immediately felt a sense of unease.

"what happened?"

"We have some things sealed up at home that are inconvenient to move out, so we'll trouble you to make the trip. Don't worry, there will be a specialist to help you throughout the process. You just need to snap your fingers when you arrive."

Zhou Mingrui was stunned for a moment. Could it be that?

.............

That very evening, clanging and banging sounds echoed from the site chosen for the seaside shipyard.

The islands at the Xirang base are all covered with tents, with no regard for the comfort of the personnel.

With nowhere to stay, they slept in tents. When food was scarce, they ate compressed rations. What hardship haven't these rabbits endured? This is nothing!

The next morning, Ellie woke up, took the translator with her, and left the room.

The first thing you see is flags fluttering everywhere, and countless tents... It seems like there are more people here now.

Ellie looked at the Chinese characters on the flag and began to decipher them using her notebook.

"We will surely conquer the Abyss Sea!"

"We will surely achieve the great rejuvenation!"

Just reading these slogans gave Ellie a powerful feeling.

Just as Ellie was about to see what was happening on the beach, she was stopped by a guard who kindly indicated that it was a confidential area.

When Ellie tried to find Zhou Mingrui, she was told that he had to leave for a while.

Chapter 22 Money really can buy anything

Zhou Mingrui has been in a good mood lately. After finishing his work as a mover, he finally set up the framework for the Star Ring Company's Anti-Terrorism Bureau branch. He can build Gundams here, and the copyright on Earth won't apply to Mingrui Star.

Good morning, Mr. Zhou Mingrui!

Ellie greeted Zhou Mingrui, tilting her head slightly to look at him. She noticed he seemed listless and lacked energy.

"Good morning, Miss Ellie..." Zhou Mingrui responded, then paused for a moment before realizing that the other party hadn't used a translator but spoke directly in Chinese, although it wasn't quite standard.

"...Your Chinese has improved a lot."

Ellie smiled proudly and then said, "I heard you've been out and about lately?"

"Yes, I went home."

When Ellie heard the word "home," her eyes flickered, and a hint of sadness crossed her face... She was homesick.

"Don't worry, Miss Ellie, we'll take you home as soon as possible if conditions permit."

Ellie nodded, then asked curiously, "What is Mr. Zhou Mingrui's hometown like?"

"It's a very big and beautiful place, but it's not open to the public for the time being."

"Outsider?" Ellie tilted her head, thought about the meaning of "inside" and "outside" in Chinese, and asked, "If I become an insider, can I go see it?"

She was very curious about this wonderful country and wanted to see this powerful nation with 5000 years of civilization.

What was a country like 5000 years ago?!

Her hometown, Klopp, is less than two hundred years old.

“My wife…” Zhou Mingrui was a little embarrassed. The Chinese language was indeed profound: “If… you become my wife, I think it should be acceptable.”

Ellie nodded, seemingly understanding, "Mr. Zhou Mingrui..."

"Just call me Zhou Mingrui."

Zhou Mingrui felt a little uncomfortable being called "sir" every day.

"Okay... in exchange, just call me Ellie." Ellie blinked, and said with a slightly mischievous tone, "Where are you going?"

Ellie looked at a small island at the very edge of the Xirang Base. Recently, Zhou Mingrui had been going there all the time, whether he had something to do or not.

"Yes, I'll take you to see it sometime."

After saying goodbye to Ellie, Zhou Mingrui walked to the Anti-Terrorism Bureau's branch stationed at the Xirang Base.

The first thing you see is a large group of young people studying a V-shaped mecha head, with a lot of cables hanging down from below, connecting to the computer next to it.

"Brother Zhou, you're here."

A young researcher wearing thick glasses greeted Zhou Mingrui and then began typing command symbols on the computer to check the Gundam's data.

Zhou Mingrui nodded, looking at the more than four-meter-tall Gundam head on the shelf. Calling it a Gundam head was just a re-shelled twin-mounted 1130.

The high-precision photoelectric probes in both eyes, the infrared tracking system, and the active phased array radar installed in the center of the V-shaped antenna serve as the Gundam's eyes and ears.

The search and tracking radars for the 1130 are installed on the "mask" below its eyes, capable of locking onto more than 48 targets at a time.

"Get ready for the test!" Zhou Mingrui said excitedly, looking at the Gundam's head.

Our CCP really does have a part of Gundam...

"Alright! Target ready!" the young man shouted.

A young researcher nearby excitedly typed on his computer, and suddenly a large number of targets popped up on the open ground in the distance, immediately performing rapid and erratic maneuvers to simulate an incoming missile.

"Experiment begins!"

The eyes on the Gundam's head suddenly lit up, the search radar captured the target, the tracking radar continuously tracked the target's movement trajectory, and the fire control computer analyzed and predicted the target's next position to determine and identify the most threatening target.

After correcting the target's trajectory, the 11-barreled, 30mm Vulcan cannons on both sides of the Gundam's head opened fire!

Buzz!

Flames over two meters long shot out from the muzzle, and the 1130 close-in weapon system poured out its magazine of ammunition at a rate of 11000 rounds per minute, with spent cartridge cases rolling on the ground, steaming hot.

The most threatening targets were torn to shreds by the projectiles. Once the computer "detected" that a target had been destroyed, the stepper motor immediately adjusted the firing trajectory, and the fire whip swept towards another target, eliminating targets from high to low threat levels.

In less than two seconds, the shells in the magazine were emptied, and all the targets were torn to pieces by the 1130, with not a single one escaping.

"handsome!"

No man can resist the 1130, especially when it's firing.

Others have money, luxury cars, and young models at clubs, while Zhou Mingrui just goes straight for 1130!

Hundreds of thousands per second!

“Brother Zhou, firing two 1130s at the same time is a bit of an overkill…” The serious-looking technician from Nian Nian, wearing thick glasses, looked at the data and said, “…I suggest changing the program so that when the threat level is low, it fires from the left and right in sequence. This way, the reserve ammunition can support the fire for a longer period of time.”

"Okay, I'll leave the adjustments to you."

After saying that, he walked into the War Terrorism Bureau Research Institute and the Technology Demonstration Institute behind him.

Soon, a technician wearing a white shirt, gray work clothes, and sporting a powerful hairstyle led Zhou Mingrui into the office, looking at him with an impatient expression.

"I already said, going straight for an 18M combat mech is unrealistic..."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged technician handed a project plan to Zhou Mingrui. He was really exasperated by Zhou Mingrui's desire to build Gundam. An 18-meter humanoid mecha with a terrifyingly large frontal impact area would be nothing short of a target in modern warfare.

What good is being handsome?

"...Don't rush, let's take it one step at a time and build a large exoskeleton powered armor about 8 meters tall for technology verification."

At least at this height, one won't become a target, and urban warfare can still be conducted.

Zhou Mingrui nodded. He wasn't stupid; of course he knew that the 18M humanoid mech was practically useless on the battlefield except as a transporter, and would only make the logistics team curse him out!

But being handsome is a matter of material, not strength. Being handsome is a matter of appearance. Didn't you hear the old man say that appearance is combat power?