Li Tiecheng's breathing grew heavy.
He was a warrior, but he wasn't a fool.
He instantly understood the weight behind Chen Beixuan's words.
"You mean..."
"Exactly."
Chen Beixuan nodded, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
"Star Sea Technology's branch in East Sea City was raided, leaving behind a batch of off-the-books 'Ghost' series prototypes.
The Council has already allocated these assets to our Martial Arts University and the Celestial Craft Group as a technological reserve."
"That kid doesn't have his own fighter yet, does he?"
"Then let's give him a chance to 'build' the fighter he wants himself!"
"Let's give him these prototypes and let him have free rein!"
"Isn't this more meaningful than just giving him a finished product?"
Lin Guodong's eyes lit up as he listened from the side. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:
"Brilliant, Dean Chen, simply brilliant! Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day; teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime!"
