PFFT!
Fang Yuan spat out the mouthful of tea he had just taken.
'Are you f*cking kidding me?'
If he hadn't been a worldly man with vast experience, Gao Neng's words would have been enough to make him cough up a mouthful of old blood.
To think he was asking for the manufacturing schematics for an Electromagnetic Cannon?!
'You're a War Academy freshman who doesn't even have the manufacturing schematics. Who gave you the courage to claim you could build an Electromagnetic Cannon in two and a half days?'
Fang Yuan truly couldn't wrap his head around it.
It wasn't just Fang Yuan.
Even Guan San and Uncle Bai, who were standing to the side, were utterly speechless. 'Didn't this kid seem perfectly honest when he was drinking tea just now?'
'How did the whole vibe suddenly change…'
'You said you could manifest energy, that you didn't need a month, insisting you could build it in two and a half days.'
'Fine, we went along with it.'
