pjbooks Chapter 277 News about Stardust Gold!
Chapter 277 News about Stardust Gold!
The lights were dim in the garage on the first floor of the villa.
Zhang Yan stood in front of the red-dressed mechanical doll, and with a soft hydraulic sound from his right forearm, the "Thousand-Machine Arm" precisely extended an extremely fine laser engraving knife and a nano-repair probe.
The real Nie Qingcheng, dressed in a silk nightgown, leaned against the hood of a supercar with her arms crossed, watching Zhang Yan make final cosmetic adjustments to this expensive "killing machine."
Zhang Yan's hands moved extremely quickly.
He manipulated the Thousand-Machine Arm to precisely erase the beauty mark at the corner of the doll's eye, which had been perfectly replicated.
Next, the laser knife made micron-level cuts on the edge of the doll's jawbone, making its facial lines slightly colder and harder than the original body.
Finally, he adjusted the refractive index of the bionic pupil's base color, making those eyes look less charming than Nie Qingcheng's, and more indifferent and devoid of warmth.
"alright."
Zhang Yan retracted the Thousand Machine Arm and snapped his fingers.
The puppet restarts.
That face was still breathtakingly beautiful, bearing a striking resemblance to Nie Qingcheng, but at first glance, no one familiar with them would mistake them for each other.
If Nie Qingcheng is a deadly poisonous bamboo viper, then this doll is like a merciless blade that has been blessed.
Nie Qingcheng stepped forward, circled the doll once, and her slender high heels made a crisp sound on the cement ground.
She stopped directly in front of the doll, extended her finger painted with red nail polish, and poked the doll's soft cheek.
The doll stood quietly, looking straight ahead, offering no resistance.
This feeling is wonderful.
A strange feeling arose in Nie Qingcheng's heart, as if she really had a twin sister.
A twin sister who can be manipulated at will and is absolutely obedient.
"Take the permissions."
Zhang Yan tossed a black encrypted bracelet to Nie Qingcheng.
"I've rewritten the underlying code, and you are now the person with first-level access."
"Whether it's voiceprint, pupils, or brainwaves, she only recognizes you."
"You can give commands directly by voice, or you can use the wristband to perform complex tactical micro-management."
Zhang Yan walked to the worktable and began tidying up the scattered parts.
Nie Qingcheng put on the bracelet, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she stared at the doll: "Call me 'sister' and let me hear it."
"elder sister."
The doll's red lips parted slightly, her voice clear and cold, without the slightest pause or fluctuation.
A satisfied smile appeared on Nie Qingcheng's lips.
She suddenly realized that if she brought this "little sister" with her to the company's morning meeting tomorrow, those old board members who were always nagging would have very interesting expressions on their faces.
If anyone dares to find fault with the quarterly financial report, she'll consider having a puppet perform a live demonstration of crushing a solid wood conference table with its bare hands.
"Let's go into hibernation." Nie Qingcheng pressed the command on her bracelet.
The next second, the faint light in the doll's eyes dimmed, its head drooped slightly, and it fell into complete silence.
It stands like a perfect sculpture in the corner of the garage.
"Have you had enough fun?"
Zhang Yan washed his hands, dried them, and came over.
Nie Qingcheng didn't answer. Instead, she stepped forward and hooked her arms around Zhang Yan's neck.
The silky fabric of her robe clung to Zhang Yan's chest. She tilted her head back, her nose almost touching his, and breathed softly, "The main course is finished. Shouldn't we have dessert now?"
Her eyes were filled with undisguised possessiveness.
It's a morbid infatuation that only arises when a person in a position of power, who has been giving orders for years, encounters a man who has completely conquered her.
Zhang Yan glanced at the moisture in her eyes, and without saying a word, he picked her up and carried her horizontally.
The door to the master bedroom was kicked open and then slammed shut.
The sounds of water, panting, and then suppressed groans were completely blocked by the thick, soundproof wooden door.
……
Two hours later.
On the large bed in the master bedroom.
Nie Qingcheng nestled in Zhang Yan's arms like a lazy cat.
Her fair shoulders were exposed to the air, still bearing some lingering red marks.
Her fingers toyed with a button on Zhang Yan's chest, her voice soft and tinged with post-coital satisfaction.
"There's some news you'll definitely be interested in."
"Um?"
Zhang Yan leaned against the headboard, playing with her long hair with one hand.
"Have you found the materials for Suzaku?"
This is what he is most concerned about right now.
The progress of the fragments of the Heart of the Craftsman has reached 61%. Although the S-class mech "Tyrannosaurus" has been deployed, its pure ground combat suppression is not enough to deal with all complex terrains and high-altitude threats.
To deal with monsters like "Ruins" that can launch high-dimensional attacks at any time, it is necessary to gather the Four Spirits.
The Fiery Sun Crystal needed to make "Vermilion Bird" has already been partially obtained from the South African mines; now only the Star Sand Gold is missing.
"It's star gold."
Nie Qingcheng shifted to a more comfortable position and pressed her face against Zhang Yan's collarbone.
"Qingcheng International's overseas exploration team detected an extremely rare strong magnetic field reaction on an unclaimed island in the western Pacific Ocean half a month ago."
She picked up her phone, pulled up an encrypted file, and handed it to Zhang Yan.
"After the exploration team drilled the probe, they confirmed the existence of high-density associated minerals at a depth of 60 meters underground."
"The spectral data that was sent back is 99.8% similar to the small piece of star gold sample you gave me."
Zhang Yan took the phone and quickly scanned the various parameters on the screen.
It is indeed star gold.
Moreover, based on the geological exploration map, the area of the gold deposits here is not only enough to make the "Vermilion Bird," but also enough to accumulate a large portion to lay the foundation for the subsequent creation of the "Azure Dragon."
"Well done."
Zhang Yan kissed her on the forehead.
Nie Qingcheng frowned, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "Don't be so happy yet, trouble is on its way."
"It's a deserted island on the edge of international waters; theoretically, whoever occupies it first owns it."
"We were targeted less than three days after we set up our temporary base there."
"Who?"
"A group of armed men of unknown origin."
"The equipment is excellent, and there are even two decommissioned and refitted light frigates patrolling around the island."
Nie Qingcheng swiped her finger across the screen twice, bringing up an extremely blurry satellite image.
It was a small team traversing the rainforest, and everyone was fully armed.
"They airdropped supplies directly to the other side of the island, blocking access to and from the sea."
"My men are now retreating to the defensive fortifications outside the mine. There have been three exchanges of fire between the two sides."
"The security force brought by the exploration team only has some light firepower, which is not enough to launch an attack."
Nie Qingcheng gritted her teeth. If this were in China or a compliant business district, she would have a million ways to destroy these people.
But on isolated islands far from civilization, what matters is pure hard power.
"I tried contacting internationally renowned mercenary groups for help."
She continued.
"But strangely enough, those ruthless military units all made excuses to back down as soon as they heard it was that coordinate."
"The background of these people is definitely not simple; they may even be backed by a national intelligence organization."
"How long did the stalemate last?"
Zhang Yan tossed his phone aside, speaking calmly.
Forty-two hours.
"How many more days can the supplies on the island last?"
"At most four days."
Nie Qingcheng raised her head and stared intently at Zhang Yan. "I plan to use the Qin family's connections to hire a naval special forces unit at great expense..."
"Need not."
Zhang Yan interrupted her directly, his eyes revealing an undeniable coldness.
"In this kind of situation, even if special forces were to go, they would only be adding to the casualties."
If the other party is truly after the star sand gold, then they must have some kind of advanced information channel.
For ordinary people, even the best tactics are meaningless in the face of advanced weapons with overwhelming firepower.