Two hours later, a gleaming 1.35-meter-tall Gundam model was complete, towering in the center of the garage and pressing fine cracks into the floor.
The cold, imposing frame stood surrounded by mechanical components, holding a short gun and carrying two pairs of enormous wings on its back. It was filled with a sense of machinery and precision. Even a tiny exhaust vent had been meticulously carved out, while every scratch and edge was brimming with texture.
He took out the colored-metal coating he had specially prepared for making the model and began applying the final touches to its pure-silver exterior.
Liu Chong clapped his hands. Finally, it's done!
He casually raised his phone and sent a message: "Kai, this model will probably take about ten days. I'll leave it at the usual place ten days from now, so I won't contact Harry!"
Kai immediately replied, "Okay, thanks, Leo. Call me if you need anything in the future!"
"Mm-hmm!!"
With a gentle raise of his hand, the entire model, base and all, floated into the air. Weighing a full seven or eight hundred pounds, it was casually placed in a corner and covered with a layer of black cloth.
All right, the mission was complete. Back to my room.
He lifted his legs and headed upstairs to his room, followed by twelve twenty-pound metal rods and the equipment he had made.
He took a look around and, after confirming that Uncle George and Aunt May had both returned to their rooms to sleep, came back out.
I seem to have used up quite a lot of metal rods lately. I need to replenish my supply! Liu Chong thought as he returned to his room.
The metal rods were naturally placed beside him. At the same time, the iron box containing food