Chen Tian stood outside the corridor, quietly enjoying a brief moment of peace.
"Ring ring ring—"
His phone rang. He picked it up and saw that Xiao Ren was calling, then swiped his finger to answer.
"Xiao Zai, what's up?"
"Hehe, A-Tian, there's something I wanted to discuss with you." Xiao Ren's tone was almost pleading.
"Out of money?"
"How could that be? I haven't even spent the loose change from the money you transferred to me last time."
"Then what is it? Just tell me."
On the other end, Xiao Ren hesitated. He took a deep breath before saying, "A-Tian, didn't I tell you I received an invitation from the War God Technology Institute?"
"I know. You told me."
Xiao Ren paused, then continued, "After I got to the War God Technology Institute, they told me I still had to take an exam. Only those who passed could officially start working there."
"An exam? You didn't pass?" Chen Tian remembered that exams had always been one of Xiao Ren's greatest weaknesses. "Have you already been eliminated?"
"No, no! It's not the written exam from before. We have to make a weapon or piece of equipment, then have a teacher assess its grade. If it passes, we're accepted. We have one month."
Chen Tian understood and said with a laugh, "I get it. You're saying nearly a month has passed and you still haven't made anything, huh? Hahaha!"
On the other end, Xiao Ren gave an awkward, sheepish laugh.
"I can make something simple! The main problem is that everything the others are making is unusual weaponry and equipment. I don't have any blueprints, designs, or reference materials, so I'm afraid something thrown together won't pass."
"I had no choice but to come to you, A-Tian," Xiao Ren pleaded.
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