Secretary Jiang hesitated, an uneasy premonition stirring within him. "Little Shen, if we procure these materials ourselves, could you estimate roughly how much they would cost?"
Shen Bing said calmly, "Three hundred billion U.S. Dollars! At least."
Just as I thought!
Secretary Jiang gave a wry chuckle. Three hundred billion U.S. Dollars would have been bad enough. Did you really have to rub it in with 'at least'?
But Shen Bing was not finished. "The biggest issue isn't money, but time. Take californium metal, for example. The world's total annual production is measured in grams. How long do you think it would take you to produce one kilogram?"
Secretary Jiang's lips moved slightly. He was shocked by how precious the raw materials were, and deeply awed by Phantom Immortal Technology's technological capabilities.
The entire world's annual output was measured in grams, yet Phantom Immortal Technology could build a spaceship that consumed a whole kilogram of californium. Didn't that mean its production capacity in certain areas already surpassed that of the entire world?
"We also need large quantities of conductive materials and special titanium alloys. Never mind how much producing them would cost—it's another question entirely whether you could make them at all," Shen Bing said.
Secretary Jiang rubbed his nose. "Little Shen, I'll report this to the Chief immediately!"
"Sure!" Shen Bing replied without hesitation.
Secretary Jiang then excused himself and went outside, finding a quiet place to make the call.
A few minutes later, Secretary Jiang returned, excitement written all over his face. "Little Shen! The Chief agreed. He also requested that construction begin immediately. When would you be able to deliver?"
Shen Bing smiled. "About six months. The exact timing will depend on how construction on the island in Singapore progresses."
Secretary Jiang looked baffled. "What... does this