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Celestial King Group, Manufacturing Room.
Gao Neng had already been here for a day and a half. During that time, he had been working almost nonstop, hurrying to manufacture the parts for the No. 4 Electromagnetic Cannon.
Perhaps because he was so completely immersed in his work, he didn't feel particularly tired this time.
'Time's running out. I still have 30 parts to make. I'll just finish them all in one go!' Gao Neng stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth and continued manufacturing.
Meanwhile, in the chairman's office of the Celestial King Group.
Fang Yuan, however, had stopped paying attention to Gao Neng's manufacturing process. He had done a rough calculation of the parts on the workbench and figured more than half were still missing.
It was impossible to finish.
Of course, he wasn't too concerned. This was all within his expectations.
