"Huh?"
Hearing that, Gao Lanlan could not help but freeze for a moment.
"Build it themselves?"
She murmured the words again, then began to frown.
"Supreme Leader, they don't have any equipment. How are they supposed to build it themselves?"
"They have no workshop, no machine tools, no mass effect tools, no raw materials, no blueprints—not even a proper hammer. They can't exactly make it with their bare hands, can they?"
As long as they had enough raw materials, with SCV engineering robots and mass effect tools, their camp truly was confident they could hand-build a real Command Center, then develop for a while longer and produce a fully functional, powerful forward base.
There was no doubt about it. Gao Lanlan was confident she could do that!
But the greenskins were different. With absolutely nothing right now, what could they make besides wooden clubs and stone axes?
"..."
Yet Annie still wore that confident look, completely lacking the worry and anxiety on Gao Lanlan's face.
"Don't be in such a hurry. Don't they have that talent called 'I Fink'?"
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"That's really amazing!"
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"'I Fink'?"
At that, Gao Lanlan's brow furrowed even tighter.
Of course she knew about the talent known as "I Fink." It was the greenskin Orcs' most famous, most mysterious, and most absurd ability.
Apparently, a greenskin mechanic did not need systematic engineering knowledge, precise blueprints, or even complete tools. All they had to do was "fink" for a moment, then hammer together whatever scraps they could find nearby, and they could make a gun that fired, a vehicle that ran, or even a spaceship that could fly into space?
As for how exactly they accomplished that, she did not know, nor could she understand it. Whether viewed from the perspective of human engineering or mysticism,