Because he had been caught slacking off during work, he was ruthlessly punished with iron fists. But what Fang Ran found most unacceptable was that while Tian Gong was dealing with him,
he had also confiscated all the fruits of his slacking.
Damn it! My freshly fried egg (Д)!
"No. On the inner side of the Empty Crystal armor around the legs, I need at least seven connection points. Also, the transmission shape at the end of Frame A is too large. It simply cannot fit the transmission machinery."
"Nonsense. If you shave it that thin, it may make mechanical connections easier, but what happens when the joint strength drops?"
"Finding a new design to solve that problem is an artifact forger's job."
"Hmph! Easy for you to say. I think you're the one who should improve it."
During break time, at the back entrance of the Tian Gong Great Hall, someone sat casually on the steps outside with one hand braced behind him.
"What are they arguing about today?"
Fang Ran listened to the debate between Tian Gong and his mentor inside the hall as he asked weakly. At the same time, he borrowed the fresh air of the mountain forest and fanned himself to cool down.
Even with temperature-control equipment, four hours plugged into the assembly line had still been unbearably hot.
"It's an issue with designing the connection points between the external armor and frame and the internal machinery."
Seeing Fang Ran sit right down on the ground again, looking as though he had just gotten off a construction site and completely given up on appearances, Klim laughed helplessly as he answered.
Then he handed Fang Ran a chilled coffee and sat down beside him as well.
"You've worked hard."
"I'm saved."
Taking a huge gulp of