Full Firepower

At the word "startup," Shen the Butcher slammed his cleaver onto the chopping block with a thud and glared at Han Yang. "What the hell are you always messing around with?"

Han Yang rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Just sell your meat. Oh, and don't come looking for me these days. I'm busy. No time."

With that, Han Yang turned and left, leaving Shen the Butcher cursing behind him.

Once home, Han Yang immediately put on the Brainwave Control Device, connected to the signal, and once again controlled the two robots as they got to work. He himself busied himself assembling the third robot.

Time gradually passed into the evening. After working all day, Han Yang was exhausted.

It looked like he would not finish assembling the third robot today, so he decided to leave it for tomorrow. Han Yang went straight to the kitchen and stir-fried two pounds of raw meat. He set aside what he would eat tonight and carefully sealed up the rest so it would keep longer.

He cooked some noodles, paired them with stir-fried vegetables and meat, added some pig head meat, and dug in with abandon. At last, he got to experience the freedom of eating meat.

That night, he taught himself some more computer technology, circuitry, and mathematics before finally calling it a day.

It was already late at night. Faint cries for help and screams rose from beyond the small courtyard again. The distant roar of Flying Cars racing through the night sky could also be heard.

Han Yang had the feeling that the world outside was like a raging sea, while this little courtyard was a tiny isolated island within it, giving him solid ground beneath his feet and a safe harbor from the storm.

Looking at the two tirelessly working robots on the table, Han Yang wore a gentle smile, as if he were looking at his own children—though he did not have children yet. He had never even been in a relationship.

He quietly stood behind the two robots, watching their mechanical arms move without pause and the images on the computer screens constantly change. Han Yang seemed to see the light of hope shining again and again in the pitch-black night.

Still wearing the Brainwave Control Device, Han Yang lay down on the bed.

After getting used to it these past few days, he had already become accustomed to working and sleeping with the thing on.

After a night passed, Han Yang got up before dawn and threw himself back into assembling the third robot. He finished it around ten in the morning, tested it for stability, and put it to work. Then he moved on to the fourth, finally finishing it at around ten that night.

Controlling four robots at once, Han Yang could clearly feel that his processing power had nearly reached its limit. He even needed to overclock slightly just to keep up with the current workload.

Producing a new generation of chips was already urgent. Han Yang had some ideas, but he still needed more knowledge and further accumulation. At the very least, he could not truly begin making them within the next ten days. Even once he did start, repeated trial and error, revisions, and adjustments would take a considerable amount of time before he could actually produce one.

Starting tomorrow, I need to devote myself fully to self-study.

Han Yang made up his mind.

He had no choice but to be anxious. Over the past few days, the shop's business had continued improving. A large number of customers had come in, and the orders increased day by day. Even with Han Yang going full throttle, with four computers farming monsters nonstop day and night, they still could not keep up with all the orders.

The next day, the four computers and robots worked the entire day without stopping. Han Yang calculated the numbers and was pleasantly surprised to find that each computer had earned an average of 168 Human Currency that day. The four together had earned 672 Human Currency! His monthly income had already broken through twenty thousand!

A monthly income of twenty thousand was comparable to those senior white-collar workers in office buildings!

In a chaotic neighborhood like the Vegetable Market District, aside from the gangs, Han Yang dared say that his income was firmly at the top.

At this rate... I can pay back Brother Shen's money in one month instead of three. But there's no rush to repay it. I should expand first.

Han Yang still felt that he was making money too slowly.

This income was naturally high for ordinary people, but to the wealthy, it was nothing.

Rich people could spend more than that on a romantic dinner. Even an ordinary flying car cost over a million. In Da Jiang City's urban district, flying cars filled the sky everywhere. During rush hour, they practically blotted it out.

This amount of money was nowhere near enough to realize his future ideals.

The hope of liberating all humanity did not lie within the Solar System, but beyond it. To go beyond the Solar System, he would at least need to buy an interstellar spacecraft, right? If he wanted to build his own base and develop it himself, he would also need all kinds of industrial equipment.

Flying Cars were expensive, but compared to interstellar spacecraft, they were nothing. Even the most basic civilian short-range spacecraft, the kind that could only travel between the Moon, Mars, and Venus, cost at least a billion.

"I saw in the news that civilian interstellar spacecraft manufactured by the Ita Civilization sold more than a thousand units last year, with total sales of several trillion Human Currency. And that doesn't even include secondhand spacecraft or the sales of transport ships and industrial ships."

In today's Human Civilization, there were simply too many rich people. But what was the price?

Billions had fallen into extreme poverty. Billions could only rely on cheap entertainment like online games to enrich their spiritual lives. There were countless gangs, and shootings happened so frequently that people had become numb to them...

Han Yang knew very well that the Ita had deliberately created all of this. Under the guise of interstellar friendship and similar pretexts, they were carrying out systematic resource plundering and exploitation of Human Civilization.

The largest share went to the Ita, while the scraps went to those lackeys attached to them.

Make money as soon as possible. Expand as soon as possible, then make even more money. Of course, all of this must remain hidden. I absolutely cannot attract the attention of the Ita or the Earth Guard. Otherwise, I'll die without a burial place.

But relying on these four computers and a monthly income of twenty thousand Human Currency, expanding quickly would be far too difficult.

A computer-and-robot setup cost more than five thousand Human Currency. After daily expenses, utilities, internet fees, and the costs of researching and experimenting with computer chips, even if he temporarily did not repay Shen the Butcher, he could only afford to buy two more setups in an entire month.

Too slow.

But the four computers were already running nonstop around the clock. He could not take on more orders, which meant he could not earn more money.

These four computers have to generate more income somehow...

Just as Han Yang was thinking about how to expand as quickly as possible, a ding sounded. Another customer had entered Zhao Ning's shop and sent an inquiry.

All four computers needed to keep working, so Han Yang could only contact him through his phone.

"Boss, do you take the Snake Emperor quest on Ocean Star?"