War Has Begun!

Boss Xu wasn't wrong; Gao Yuan was only one step away from acquiring X2 Fiber.

When the System activated Mission 3 last night, Gao Yuan's knowledge reserve in material chemistry instantly increased, giving him the confidence to make bold claims today.

Next, Gao Yuan would be busy in the lab again, but he didn't feel tired or lonely.

Because he knew deeply that this was a war, and X Fiber was an indispensable weapon in this war!

Sweden, Stockholm.

Bergman suddenly received a call from R&D Director Clavensen, asking him to buy some new products from competitors. So, he drove his Volvo sedan to a clothing store downtown, a boutique under the Xiyin Group.

Even though it wasn't the weekend, the store was doing quite well. Especially in the promotional area near the entrance, dozens of customers were gathered, listening to a salesperson speak at a rapid pace.

"This is our latest X1 black technology fabric. It has incredibly powerful quick-drying properties. When worn close to the skin, it keeps you dry at all times," the salesperson said, holding up a white base layer T-shirt to the customers.

To better demonstrate the features of the X1 fabric, the salesperson deliberately wet the T-shirt with a watering can and handed it to the customers.

An astonishing scene unfolded: the wet T-shirt dried at a visible speed, and the customers exclaimed in disbelief.

"Imagine you're washing dishes and accidentally splash water on your clothes. It'll dry in less than a minute. If it's a serious situation and the T-shirt is completely soaked, it'll take about ten minutes to dry in the sun," the salesperson continued to explain.

The customers became even more excited, asking about the price of this high-tech clothing. They were told that it was on sale, buy one get one free.

As for the styles, they were mostly basic items: quick-drying underwear, quick-drying pants, quick-drying jackets, quick-drying long and short-sleeved T-shirts, etc. Currently, there were only over forty styles in total, but more would be added later.

"They really know how to brag. If such a fabric truly existed, I'd buy a hundred pieces without a second thought," Bergman muttered to himself.

In fact, people in colder, higher-latitude regions valued the quick-drying performance of clothing even more.

After all, in the icy wilderness, everyone wrapped themselves up like polar bears. If they sweated and couldn't dry their clothes in time, walking in the sub-zero wind with soaked underwear was an experience they'd never forget after trying it once.

Although Bergman was an employee of the Swedish H.M Group, a competitor, he wouldn't mind buying some for himself and his family if the quick-drying T-shirts made in Huaxia could truly achieve the effect demonstrated earlier.

However, Bergman was convinced that the Huaxians were talking nonsense.

As a Ph.D. in materials science, he was well aware that the best quick-drying material in the world currently was COOLMAX, produced by DuPont Company. COOLMAX could never dry in ten minutes, even in summer.

"As expected, it's cheap. Probably only a third of the price of DuPont fabric. Too bad it's all inferior, cheap stuff."

Bergman grabbed a basket and tossed clothes with the Kunlun X1 logo into it without hesitation, as if he were throwing away trash.

Then, he went straight to the cashier, paid, got an invoice, and carried two large bags of clothes, ready to leave.

As Bergman reached the entrance, he saw the store manager directing employees to clear the shelves.

"This row, and this row, clear them all out and replace them with X1 fabric products."

"And the posters on the glass need to be changed too."

"But manager, this way, a third of the store will be occupied by them. There are only over forty styles in total using X1 fabric. Is it really necessary to be this exaggerated?"

The store manager, around thirty years old, shrugged. "I don't understand either, but the headquarters wants to push high-tech ready-to-wear clothing now. We just need to follow orders."

Bergman walked away, thinking maliciously. As his employer declined, Bergman's malice grew.

When he arrived at his Volvo car, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

As is well known, Volvo cars, once Sweden's pride, had been acquired by Geely Group. Many Swedes deeply resented this.

Bergman waited.

About half an hour later, Bergman arrived at the group headquarters.

He opened the trunk, carried two bags of clothes, and walked through the main entrance. Everything he saw made him dumbfounded.

Since he had gone to buy competitor products for the company before work, he had arrived a bit late.

For some reason, there was a tense atmosphere in the headquarters at this moment. Everyone was walking quickly, their expressions grave.

"Did something happen?"

Confused, Bergman stopped a colleague from the marketing department to ask. He was quite familiar with this colleague; they had had coffee together in the lounge area.

The marketing colleague looked at Bergman's bewildered face and the two large plastic bags in his hands.

"You don't know yet?"

"Know what?" Bergman asked, a sense of unease growing in his heart.

"It's war. The whole of Europe is going to war!" the marketing colleague whispered. "Those bastards' Summer's End Offensive will begin in twenty-four hours!"

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