"Shi Da Ke's production capacity is limited. Although you've solved the main problem here, there are still many constraints in every aspect, and the ceiling is obvious. If you ask me, you'd be better off going all-in on these things. With your abilities, a quantitative change could produce a qualitative change..."
"Some qualities can never be built up through quantity alone." Wang Ji held the steering wheel with one hand and tapped the little Level Three Helmet in his arms, giving its suggestion a simple rejection.
"My time is valuable. I've already wasted quite a bit of it on these matters."
"Oh~ You're Dad, so you have the final say." Zizai sighed helplessly.
"I told you to call me Big Brother," Wang Ji said flatly.
"I don't care. I'm calling you Dad." Zizai stubbornly puffed out its chest and raised its head.
"Call me Big Brother." Wang Ji remained expressionless.
"Dad." The childish voice was resolute.
"I only see you as a little brother..."
"But I see you as Dad."
"I can't possibly acknowledge a chicken as my son."
"Dad." It was stubborn.
"Dad, Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad..."
Sigh...
Wang Ji felt that birds of a feather really did flock together. Sometimes, he thought he was stubborn enough, but he had not expected to encounter a little thing even more stubborn than himself.
"Father, how about we figure out a way to bring Hai Hai out?" Zizai sat quietly and obediently in Wang Ji's arms, though it was rather talkative. "Then someone can play with Zizai... What kind of appearance should we choose for Hai Hai? Mai Dou, Zhu Zhu Xia, or Peiqi?
"Oh, right. It can't be much taller than Zizai, or it'll bully Zizai."
It counted on its wings. The huge black helmet covered half its body,