Has the Mecha Factory been revived?
Zhang Tianyuan was surprised to hear Taylor say that.
Behind a Mecha Factory lies an entire mecha industry chain. In other words, Taylor initiated the revival of the entire mecha industry chain.
Of course, the mechs have only recently been completely sealed off, so the recovery of the industrial chain is not too difficult, but it's still quite a hassle.
And most importantly--
"I don't need your Mecha Factory..."
Zhang Tianyuan was completely baffled by Taylor's thinking. Had he given any instructions, or when?
Why would anyone voluntarily take on the construction project of Pangu?
Taylor was stunned when he heard Zhang Tianyuan say that.
"This... this... is not necessary?"
He pointed to the materials piled up in the open space in front of him, then glanced at Zhang Tianyuan. It was hard to imagine that a middle-aged man in a high position could have such a pitiful look in his eyes.
Seeing this reaction, Zhang Tianyuan knew he was doomed.
This guy probably paid a heavy price to restart the mecha industry chain.
He sighed.
No wonder Ning Jihua had him completely under his thumb; it seems that besides Ning Jihua's brilliant strategies, Taylor's skillful cooperation was also indispensable.
Zhang Tianyuan silently clicked on the blueprint in the system and selected "Use".
The next second.
[Materials needed to build the blueprint have been found. Please select a building location.]
Current location.
Zhang Tianyuan made a quick decision.
The next second, the numerous materials piled up on the open ground suddenly began to slowly sink.
"What?!" Taylor, who had been staring at the materials with sadness and confusion on her face, immediately noticed the anomaly.
He thought the ground had collapsed, and instinctively pulled the people around him back.
Ning Jihua was the same; he appeared calm, but in reality, he retreated very quickly.
Unlike Taylor, however, he immediately stopped trying when he realized he couldn't pull Zhang Tianyuan up.
There's something fishy going on here!
Ning Jihua immediately realized what was happening.
"Don't be nervous," Zhang Tianyuan smiled gently, "It's my fault."
Ning Jihua felt relieved and took two steps forward to look at the materials on the open ground. Sure enough, he found that although there was a large, swallowing hole under the materials, the boundaries were clear, and it only affected the materials.
"What are you doing?" he asked curiously.
A time-space warehouse?
Ning Jihua knew that in No. 1 Spacetime, there was a person named Bai Xu who controlled the Mutual Aid Society's time-space warehouse and could store things out of thin air.
Or release supplies.
"This is building a mech. Once the materials are absorbed, the mech will automatically begin construction."
Just as Ning Jihua and Taylor were wondering how the mecha could be built automatically, the materials on the ground had disappeared, completely devoured by the system.
Then a soft light shone on the field, clearly visible even in daylight.
The beam of light outlined a humanoid silhouette a hundred meters tall, which was none other than the image of the Pangu.
Furthermore, the distribution of all components inside the mecha was outlined in a transparent shape by this light, and then five nearly transparent air walls rose simultaneously outside the mecha's outline.
Taylor walked over and touched it incredulously, then looked back at Zhang Tianyuan with even greater disbelief:
"No factory needed?"
Zhang Tianyuan nodded.
"No supply chain is needed."
Zhang Tianyuan nodded again.
Taylor turned her back to the invisible wall, raising her head at a 45-degree angle, as if to stop her tears from falling.
This was also the first time Ning Jihua had witnessed the construction process of a system-wide building unit. He excitedly asked, "Is this construction fully automated?"
Currently, numerous points of light are cascading down the construction site like a waterfall, gradually forming the base of the Pangu mech.
Zhang Tianyuan nodded again. "Yes, this special construction method requires absolutely no human intervention; it will automatically proceed according to the design drawings."
"How much longer?" Ning Jihua looked at the swirling stars in the arena, his eyes filled with longing.
Zhang Tianyuan glanced at the construction time in the system blueprints and held up one finger.
"A year?" Ning Jihua guessed.
This speed is quite fast, considering it's a large mech being built.
However, Zhang Tianyuan shook his head. "One month."
He checked the time; it was late January 2025.
" The Pangu will be completed by the end of February."
Ning Jihua's heart skipped a beat; they hadn't achieved this speed even when the entire nation had mobilized to build mechs.
The difference is too big.
He continued to inquire about the system buildings, not wanting to miss any information. He knew about the system buildings before and that they had special enhancements, but he never expected that even their construction method would be so magical.
Meanwhile, Taylor was stroking the invisible wall, her heart bleeding silently.
Just as Zhang Tianyuan had predicted, the cost of restarting the mecha industry was considerable, and now it's all unnecessary. And then...
To get back the face that Jeff had previously caused.
Thinking about life after returning to China, he suddenly felt the hardships of life.
Finch Spacetime.
Tan Mingda and two colleagues were having a meeting in a simple office. Each of them had a cup of brown sugar water in front of them, but it had all gone cold and no one had picked it up to drink a sip.
They just made their decision.
"The Ice Age is now basically clear; we can't escape it, and we can't avoid it, so there's no need to keep it a secret any longer. Let's start releasing the information slowly over the next few days."
The speaker was Tan Mingda, whose face was etched with wrinkles like endless ravines; one glance was enough to convey a single word emanating from this old man—
worry.
His old friend Liang Zhengping sat in a wheelchair, a blanket covering his legs.
The old man sighed and said, "Let's not make any decisions right away. Let's give a guess first, so that if we're wrong later by sheer luck, it'll just be a false alarm."
The old woman beside her nodded, her face grave as she noted down the two men's points. Just as she was about to submit the resolution for implementation, Tan Mingda suddenly called her back:
" A Juan, let's hold off for now."
The old woman gave her a questioning look.
Tan Mingda leaned back, his eyes filled with worry.
"I'm afraid that if I say it now, it will crush people."
The other two people in the office remained silent; they both knew what this meant.
Everyone lives in apartment buildings now, and even getting food is a problem. Although there are no other worries, the pressure to survive is already immense.
Now they're adding fuel to the fire by telling the public that an ice age may be coming, and that the Earth may face extreme cold in the future, making survival even more difficult.
Even an iron man couldn't withstand that.
The effects of the solar storm haven't subsided yet, and the ice age is just around the corner; there's practically no hope in these days.
The old woman stood quietly in place, neither going out nor sitting down, waiting for Tan Mingda's conclusion.
After a long pause, he finally made a decision. "I'll contact President Zhang and ask him to help import another batch of apples. I'll distribute them to everyone, one for each person, so they can have some first."
"Right now, besides trying our best to release something and give everyone a little hope, there's not much else we can do."
The old woman quickly calculated the result. "1.1 billion apples would require at least 240,000 tons."
"Let's round it up and import another 250,000 tons..."