A few days flew by in the blink of an eye.
During these days, Fang Yan engaged in various leisure activities around Ningcheng. He explored the city, purchased a house with the remaining 20 million, and displayed a lavish lifestyle. He frequented KTVs, treating the hostesses to substantial cash rewards for their performances. His extravagant gestures earned him the nickname "Yan Shenhao" in high-level clubs and private venues, where he indulged in a multitude of exhilarating experiences.
Fang Yan's daily routine was a whirlwind of revelry. Whether it was singing at KTVs or immersing himself in the exclusive ambiance of top-tier clubs, he embraced the excitement of his newfound lifestyle. Each day was a blend of fun and pleasure, as he generously indulged in the perks of his considerable wealth.
His days were filled with entertainment, luxury, and a hint of debauchery. He reveled in the attention and admiration he received from those around him. Fang Yan's liberality was unbounded, as he spent 10 million yuan in just a few days, effectively squandering half of his remaining funds. Despite the extravagant spending, Fang Yan's sense of exhilaration was palpable, and he reveled in the pleasures of the present moment.
However, amid the festivities, Fang Yan did not neglect his ultimate goal. Despite the diversions, he remained focused on his mission. He received deliveries of the equipment and materials he had ordered, ensuring that his plans continued to progress in the background.
As the final batch of ordered goods arrived, Fang Yan's excitement grew. He was now fully equipped to embark on the next phase of his project.
"Jarvis, it's time to shift gears from play to work!"
Fang Yan exclaimed with enthusiasm.
"Sir, it appears that you've been pushing your physical limits in recent days, leading to a significant decline in your overall health. I strongly advise you to allocate your time sensibly and ensure you get adequate rest. Ignoring these factors may lead to severe physical repercussions."
Jarvis cautioned, expressing concern for Fang Yan's well-being.
Fang Yan cleared his throat awkwardly, "I understand, Jarvis. It's time to get down to business."
With Jarvis' admonishment in mind, Fang Yan turned his attention to his next objective. His first step was to establish a personal laboratory within his newly acquired 40 million yuan villa.
Designing a laboratory required a host of sophisticated equipment and instruments, many of which were bulky and cumbersome. Recognizing the inefficiency of working alone, Fang Yan decided to construct his first micro-robot to assist in assembling the laboratory components.
In a swift motion, Fang Yan emptied the bag containing the micro-robot molds onto his garden space. The molds, totaling tens of millions of yuan, formed a sizable pile.
Fang Yan examined one of the molds in his hand, praising the precision of its design. Thanks to his investment, the quality of these molds exceeded his expectations.
"Jarvis, the extra money spent on these molds was well worth it. The quality is comparable to the ones I crafted myself."
Fang Yan admired the craftsmanship of the micro-robot molds.
Previously, Fang Yan had manually created each micro-robot due to financial constraints. However, now that he had the means, he decided to outsource the mold production to a specialized factory. He paid extra to expedite the process and was pleased with the results.
With the micro-robot molds in hand, Fang Yan's next step was to install the core components. Although the micro-robots were small in size, their internal mechanisms were intricate and complex.
Eager to begin, Fang Yan assembled his tools, set up a makeshift laboratory table, connected the necessary wires, and embarked on the intricate process of crafting the micro-robot cores within the confines of his garden.