Limit Main Hall.
Inside a reception room on the second floor, only Yang Wu and Inspector Liu were present.
"A King-Level Intelligent Fighter Jet!"
Inspector Liu stood by the window, looking at the deep-blue triangular fighter jet outside, his voice filled with envy.
One had to know that Limit Martial Hall was the only organization in the world capable of manufacturing intelligent fighter jets.
There was no other source.
Even ordinary intelligent fighter jets were built with materials largely taken from Lord Level monsters, allowing them to withstand attacks from high-level Lord Level monsters.
Furthermore, thanks to superior manufacturing technology, ordinary intelligent fighter jets matched the saucer-shaped fighters produced by other factions in performance.
Intelligent fighter jets were not sold externally. Triangular intelligent fighter jets in particular had long become the symbol of Limit Martial Hall, with an internal selling price of 30 billion Hua Xia currency.
As for the King-Level Intelligent Fighter Jet above them, its selling price was an astronomical figure.
Even at Limit Martial Hall's internal discounted price for Inspectors and Inspectors General, it still cost an astonishing 180 billion Hua Xia currency.
Even so, that price was astronomical to the Inspectors within Limit Martial Hall.
They would rather ride lower-grade Lord Level intelligent fighter jets than spend 180 billion Hua Xia currency on a King-Level Intelligent Fighter Jet.
After all, their money did not fall from the sky, and their cultivation required spending on equipment, manuals, and resources as well.
"I'm deeply honored by the Hall Master's favor."
Yang Wu sat on the sofa opposite him and lifted a cup of tea from the table.
"That's true. With talent like yours, nothing would be surprising."
Inspector Liu returned to his seat, poured himself a cup of tea, and spoke with a somewhat complicated expression.
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