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Dual Worlds: I Have a Doomsday World

Chapter 301 - 219: Dongfang Logistics’ Next-Day Delivery, Arrived Early?
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Chapter 301: Chapter 219: Dongfang Logistics’ Next-Day Delivery, Arrived Early?

"Alright."

Not a long speech—just a single word.

But that single word told Liu Xuan a great deal.

’Lin Qi now has his own independent Abilities.’

’He can contact Qiao Xi, and he can contact the Eastern Alliance.’

’A paper contract from the Big Business Alliance can no longer hold him.’

Lin Qi’s affirmative, single-word reply was also his way of telling Liu Xuan that he had no plans to leave the company for the time being, even after their business in Alliance City was concluded.

A faint smile touched Liu Xuan’s lips.

She didn’t press him for details, ask about his hidden background, or question his future plans.

This mutual restraint was the core of their stable relationship.

After all, a man with secrets could never be truly aligned with the head of the company.

The sound of their two steady breaths intertwined within the Floating Vehicle, like a harmonious yet powerful symphony heralding a future where both United Pharmaceutical and he as an individual were heading down a path of prosperity.

The peaceful moment passed quickly, and the Floating Vehicle docked at the Alliance Mansion’s docking port.

After the afternoon’s negotiations, Liu Xuan still had more to do.

Negotiations with other members of the Big Business Alliance and strategic plays against rival Pharmacy giants were about to begin, leaving Liu Xuan no time to rest.

"Expect good news from me."

"Alright."

Without lingering, the two exchanged a simple farewell.

Lin Qi entered the Alliance Mansion.

Just like Liu Xuan, Lin Qi also had things to attend to.

During that peaceful moment with Liu Xuan in the Floating Vehicle, an email had arrived in his inbox.

The email was from Guang Ling.

The email made no mention of the sudden termination of yesterday’s impromptu meeting. It seemed Guang Ling wasn’t yet prepared to schedule a new one or establish another temporary line of communication.

The email was a notification from Guang Ling about a delivery.

[Dongfang Logistics. Package delivered. You now owe me nine million Credit Points.]

’So fast?’

According to the common knowledge Lin Qi had recently crammed, Dongfang Logistics usually offered next-day global delivery.

But it had only been a little over ten hours since Lin Qi and King Arthur had struck their deal, and Dongfang Logistics had already delivered the goods!

Lin Qi was amazed.

’Theoretically, if I’m efficient enough, I can go to the Doomsday World as usual tonight and start producing and assembling the remaining spacecraft components.’

To produce and assemble a spacecraft in seven days might not be difficult for the Cyber World.

But for the Doomsday World, it was a monumental challenge.

’I need to disassemble and reassemble the core components from King Arthur as quickly as possible, integrating them onto my Exoskeleton in a way that balances the volume.’

’And I still haven’t fully digested the blueprints. I have to grasp the design philosophy of this spacecraft as soon as possible.’

Lin Qi thought to himself as he hurried to his room.

Lin Qi believed that with Guang Ling’s help, he didn’t have to worry about the confidentiality of the goods in his room.

And he had even less reason to worry about Dongfang Logistics’ discretion.

Back in Greenfield City, the Dongfang Logistics pickup point was right under the Twin Towers, almost directly under the Si Clan’s nose.

This was a testament to the old saying: you get what you pay for.

Not only was it fast, but it was also secure.

Lin Qi suppressed his excitement, maintained a normal pace, and returned to his suite in the Alliance Mansion with Brother Green Hair.

Entering his room alone, Lin Qi saw the delivery.

It was called "core components," but there were actually only two items.

One was a rocket engine. It had enough thrust and vectoring capabilities for high maneuverability in space.

And because the design was so advanced and the materials so robust...

...the T2-class Spacecraft from King Arthur didn’t require a second-stage separation. It could shoot straight into the sky and reach its designated target in one go.

Besides the engine, the other item was the most crucial part of all.

A brand-new, factory-fresh core Intelligent Brain with its lead seal intact.

Inside the Intelligent Brain was a low-level aerospace AI. Once the spacecraft’s production and assembly were complete, he only needed to activate the Intelligent Brain, and it would perform a full self-diagnostic.

Lin Qi would only need to assign the Intelligent Brain a mission objective, and it would automatically analyze the most suitable flight path and complete the task on its own.

This was a requirement Lin Qi had proposed based on the conditions in the Doomsday World, and the Cyber World happened to have just this type of product.

Back when corporate wars were frequent, the Extraordinary Professionals responsible for assassination missions relied on these things to make their escape.

Who would dare trust remote control over the cyber network?

You had to be offline! Let the low-level AI handle autonomous control!

After leaving Earth’s atmosphere, you’d circle a few times before making your getaway.

Or you could retreat directly to the Moon Cyber Urban Circle. These types of spacecraft were best-sellers back in the day.

From this spacecraft, Lin Qi could actually make a rough guess about King Arthur’s background.

But out of respect for the trust King Arthur had placed in him, Lin Qi didn’t deliberately investigate.

’This is a lot of work...’

Looking at the engine, Lin Qi felt a headache coming on.

Although it was an engine for a small spacecraft, as a component of a craft capable of taking a person to the Moon, "small" was a relative term.

It stood a full two meters tall, was cylindrical, and had a diameter of over a meter.

It had a total of sixty thruster nozzles at the bottom. Under the control of the Intelligent Brain, each of these nozzles could be minutely adjusted, achieving the required vector control.

As for the Intelligent Brain, it wasn’t that big, only about the size of Lin Qi’s head.

The pressure was on for Lin Qi to dismantle this thing into parts and install them on his own body without causing any damage.

After all, Lin Qi’s current Prosthetic Engineering skill level was only just shy of A-Class.

If one were to compare the engine’s technical level to Prosthetic Engineering standards, it was already at A-Class.

But the goods had arrived, and he was up to his eyeballs in debt for the Credit Points.

He owed King Arthur seven million, and Guang Ling an additional three million for shipping.

If he couldn’t successfully bring it to the Doomsday World, Lin Qi wouldn’t be able to eat or sleep in peace.

He just had to bite the bullet and get started!

Luckily, Lin Qi had a habit of carrying his tools with him. He consulted the blueprints and got to work.

Theoretically, undertaking major mechanical engineering work inside the Alliance Mansion would inevitably be detected by its special alarm system.

But Guang Ling was intentionally helping Lin Qi cover his tracks. Without Lin Qi even having to ask, Guang Ling had gone ahead and disabled the sensors.

This allowed Lin Qi to work on the major modifications with peace of mind.

Aided by his Spiritual Vision to observe the engine’s internal details and his mastery of the blueprints...

...Lin Qi spent nearly four hours and finally managed to break the engine down into appropriately sized parts.

Looking at the parts, Lin Qi made a rough estimate.

’Based on my previous experiments, the [Door] can only transport "me" as a whole to the Doomsday World. When I tried carrying a suitcase, it didn’t come with me. But the Exoskeleton I wear doesn’t have this restriction.’

’I don’t know if there’s a volume limit for what’s considered part of the Exoskeleton, but I’ll just have to risk it and see.’

’Theoretically, there are many models of both Exoskeletons and Prosthetic Bodies that are much larger than the engine I’m installing.’

’Since this [Door] followed me to the Cyber World, I hope it can learn to do as the Romans do.’

’I just have a weird quirk; I love strapping an engine with sixty nozzles to my body. So what if I’m a freak!’

Lin Qi wasn’t sure if the [Door] could take the components through, but he could only do his best.

After using all his Abilities to keep the volume to a minimum, he finalized the design and began the physical integration.

By the time he was finished, it was already past nine o’clock at night.

Lin Qi’s frame was now incredibly bulky, and even his Tier Two physique could feel the corresponding weight.

The engine’s original shape was no longer visible; only a series of nozzles could be seen.

Anyone who didn’t know better would think he was wearing some kind of advanced offensive Prosthetic Body. Sixty nozzles—the firepower must be intense.

This look would definitely be very popular in New Reid City, a testament to Lin Qi’s meticulous design.

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