CIATB Chapter 115 A membership fee of 1 million?
Chapter 115 A membership fee of 1 million?
A cold, electronically synthesized sound exploded.
The three-meter-tall steel giant slowly raised the modified chainsaw-style "Green Dragon Crescent Blade" and performed a standard fist-and-palm salute.
The movements were smooth and fluid, without the slightest lag.
Sun Bo, who was just complaining that this was a "lump of copper," now had his mouth agape enough to fit a light bulb, and his glasses had slipped down to the bridge of his nose so much that he forgot to fix them.
"This...this is a mecha?!"
Sun Bo, a connoisseur, rushed forward, wanting to touch it but hesitant, trembling with excitement. "This hydraulic system! This drive shaft! This power core... which lab produced this prototype?!"
He's spent his whole life working with security equipment, and the most advanced technology he's ever seen is a robot dog.
This thing in front of me is simply a game-changer!
If this thing could be mass-produced, why would we need security guards? We could just wipe it out!
"How is it, Mr. Sun?"
Zhang Yan leaned against the railing, his expression nonchalant. "Is this 'superstition' any good?"
"Great! Absolutely fantastic!"
Sun Bo turned around abruptly, his face full of excitement.
"Mr. Nie! Is this for sale? How much? Five hundred million? One billion? I'll take it!"
"Me too!"
Although Qian Duoduo doesn't understand technology, he does understand "face".
If this thing were placed at the entrance of one's own coal mine, who would dare to steal coal?
Who would dare to cause trouble?
"Mr. Nie, I'm offering 1.2 billion! Cash! Transfer immediately!"
Qian Duoduo waved the black card in her hand, her eyes turning red.
The other bosses also realized what was happening and crowded around to offer their prices.
This isn't just security; it's a house-protecting artifact!
Surrounded by these usually aloof and powerful figures, Nie Qingcheng felt incredibly pleased.
With a professional, fake smile on her face, she coughed lightly and said, "Excuse me, everyone, this is not for sale."
"what?"
Everyone looked disappointed.
"but……"
Nie Qingcheng changed the subject and glanced at Zhang Yan.
Zhang Yan understood immediately and continued, "Although we don't sell the mechs, we can provide a 'mech escort' service."
"By recharging and becoming a Supreme Black Gold Member of our Tiangongfang, you can not only enjoy hot springs and accommodation, but also have the highest summoning authority for this 'Guan Yu'."
"When there is danger, or when there is a need to save face, Second Master is always there when called upon."
"Charge! I have to charge it!"
Qian Duoduo was the first to pull out her phone, asking, "How much is the minimum top-up amount?"
Zhang Yan extended one finger.
"Ten million?"
Qian Duoduo breathed a sigh of relief, "Cheap!"
"No."
Zhang Yan shook his head, smiling innocently, "It's one hundred million."
hiss--
A collective gasp filled the air.
One hundred million, just for a membership fee?
This is outrageous!
But looking at the imposing steel Guan Gong statue behind him, still spewing white steam, and then considering the prestige this thing brings...
"Recharged!"
Qian Duoduo gritted her teeth, "As long as I can get this second master to take a trip to my mine, a hundred million is worth it!"
With one person taking the lead, the rest of the group were not to be outdone.
"I'll charge in too! I've never admired anyone in my life, but this mecha is truly amazing!"
"Count me in! I want to take a picture with Second Master and post it on my WeChat Moments too!"
In just ten minutes.
Five hundred million yuan came in.
Nie Qingcheng felt a little dizzy looking at the string of zeros sent by her mobile banking app.
She works hard to secure a project and only earns tens of millions, while this little rascal just grabs some scrap metal (even though it's high-tech) and makes 500 million just by talking?
Isn't this a bit too much of a burden to live off a woman?
……
After seeing off those big shots who practically wanted to dismantle the mechs and worship them, it was already getting dark.
Big Black transformed back into that quiet bronze statue, standing tall in the setting sun, its merits and fame hidden deep within.
"Honey, you are my treasure trove."
When no one was around, Nie Qingcheng could no longer maintain her CEO demeanor. She jumped onto Zhang Yan's back, wrapped her arms around his neck, and wouldn't let go. "Five hundred million! That's enough to cover two years' worth of operating costs for our resort!"
"Stay calm, stay calm."
Zhang Yan supported her legs and walked towards the parking lot. "This is nothing. There will be plenty of other cases like this in the future."
Nie Qingcheng couldn't stop laughing.
"What do you want to eat tonight? It's on me! Order whatever you like!"
What you eat is not important.
Zhang Yan helped her into the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and then suddenly sighed.
"What's wrong?"
Nie Qingcheng noticed his unusual mood, "You're not happy even though you made money?"
"It's not that I'm unhappy."
Zhang Yan looked at the neon lights gradually lighting up outside the car window, his eyes filled with melancholy. "I suddenly remembered something."
"What's going on? Are there monsters underground?"
Nie Qingcheng became nervous.
"More terrifying than a monster."
Zhang Yan turned his head and looked at her seriously: "President Nie, have you forgotten that your gigolo is still a freshman in college?"
"Tomorrow is Monday, I have an 8 AM shift."
Nie Qingcheng was stunned.
The things I've experienced these past few days have been so surreal—digging up graves, fighting, building mechs, making a fortune—it's as exciting as a movie.
She had almost forgotten that the man in front of her, who could create Gundam models with his bare hands and blow up special forces soldiers with a single punch, was essentially a... college student?
"puff……"
Nie Qingcheng couldn't help but laugh out loud.
She reached out and patted Zhang Yan's head, as if coaxing a puppy that didn't want to go to kindergarten: "Oh dear, you're still a baby."
"Alright, since you're a student, you have to study hard."
Nie Qingcheng started the car, and the red Ferrari let out a deep roar.
"Tomorrow morning, I, the CEO, will personally take you to school."
"And let all those stalker suitors at your school see that this beautiful flower already has an owner."
Zhang Yan leaned back in his chair, looking at Nie Qingcheng's stunning profile, a smile playing on his lips.
go to school?
It doesn't seem that boring.
However, before he could even enjoy this moment of peace, a voice popped into his mind.
This is a system notification.
[Ding! Host is about to return to the campus instance.]
[New quest triggered: Keeping a low profile is impossible.]
[Mission Objective: Now that we have mechs, how can we not have a worthy vehicle? Please use the available materials to build a world-shaking "land-based flying machine" within three days.]
[Punishment for failure: Big Black will be confiscated, and the host will be forced to wear women's clothing to class for one day.]
Zhang Yan's face darkened instantly as he looked at the last line of text on the screen.
Is this broken system seriously ill?
"What's wrong?"
Nie Qingcheng turned her head to look at him.
"fine."
Zhang Yan put away his phone, forced a smile through gritted teeth, and said, "I just suddenly felt that I might have to make a big fuss about school tomorrow."