Chapter 69

Chapter 69

All the old experts crowded around. Their eyes burned with intensity as they stared at the stun baton that had returned to Wan Fulin's hands. By now, they were all viewing it through rose-colored glasses, each praise more exaggerated than the last.

"Oh, this thing is really beautifully made. The shape is nice too. Those two little ones are so clever."

"Indeed! If this thing is used at a critical moment, it's a great weapon. One hit and it's a sure kill."

"Right, right, it's excellently made. Our thinking is too rigid; we can't keep up with the younger generation. It's only natural we couldn't come up with such a fine treasure."

Everyone chimed in one after another. Daniel's cheeks flushed bright red, and he was too embarrassed to speak: "Feng Xia was in charge of the main design of the stun baton. My contribution is far less than hers. I… I actually didn't do much."

Feng Xia patted the young man's arm—he was too tall for her to reach his shoulder—and affirmed Daniel's efforts and dedication.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to finish the stun baton in such a short time. Daniel, don't sell yourself short. You deserve it." Feng Xia's voice was clear and cool, with little emotional fluctuation, yet it made Daniel's eyes well up. His friend was acknowledging his effort and hard work—how moving that was!

Division Commander He's eyes flickered. This thing was truly good, but Daniel was from Bear Country. Obviously, there would be some wrangling again. Since Feng Xia was the lead, there would surely need to be an exchange of benefits. He gave the girl in the red sweater a complicated look. In the past two years, this girl had brought too many surprises to the Field Army base.

Such talent must be well protected, not destroyed while she's still developing. Division Commander He began to plan in his mind. Even though Feng Xia's combat ability was astonishing, proper security arrangements still needed to be made.

Moreover, since she liked doing experiments, he would set up a lab for her and give her free rein to work. He mulled over these thoughts, planning to draft a report and definitely submit it about the stun baton to the higher-ups. This thing was a great weapon.

By now, Wan Fulin was already examining the experiment report and the raw materials used to make the stun baton. All the materials were very ordinary; the only slightly expensive part was the battery section. But mass production was feasible. The stun baton could be used as a lifesaving device on the battlefield. Wan Fulin also discovered another use for it: issuing it to armed personnel on duty.

As they say, older heads are wiser. Wan Fulin keenly saw at a glance the application of the stun baton. Yes, this was a variant of the stun baton used later by police officers on duty.

It was also a little device Feng Xia had developed during the apocalypse—a must-have for ordinary people to deal with level-one zombies. The third setting also worked quite well against level-two zombies. Feng Xia had simply modified it and brought it to this world.

The current materials and technology were not sufficient for Feng Xia to make the most advanced version.

Although several old experts were not in the field of firearm design, they were all renowned weapons experts. Naturally, they could understand the principles involved. One must say, this was a novel idea that made their eyes light up and even inspired many.

Suddenly, Durarov asked, "Is it because of this thing that the power went out earlier?" Feng Xia nodded and explained, "This device needs to be charged. It has two modes: fast mode and normal mode. Fast mode charging puts high demand on the circuit and can easily damage it, also causing greater wear on the battery. Normal mode charging is slow, requiring a full day and night to be fully charged."

Even so, the benefits outweighed the drawbacks. With this treasure, the pressure on the armed forces would be significantly reduced.

Currently, the Flower Kingdom was short on firearms. Many comrades in the armed forces did not have guns and had to risk their lives. Meanwhile, domestic underworld forces kept emerging, all of them ruthless desperadoes. Comrades were wounded or even killed. With this device, local armed departments could catch their breath. If internal troubles were not eliminated, how could external threats be swept away? The leadership had said that both internal and external matters must be addressed—we must be strong on both fronts.

Division Commander He had already hurriedly reported it up the chain. The two talented but exhausted "precious little gems" were taken to the dining hall, where a special small feast was prepared for them. Daniel once again witnessed Feng Xia's enormous appetite.

Of the dishes on the table, Daniel ate about one-fifth, while Feng Xia polished off the remaining four-fifths plus more than a dozen large steamed buns. Watching Feng Xia's sparkling white teeth, Daniel felt a shiver down his spine for some reason.

After the meal, everyone went their separate ways to their respective homes.

Feng Xia hadn't been home all night. She had informed Old Lady Wu in advance, but the old lady was still worried. Seeing the girl return with heavy dark circles under her eyes, she felt relieved but couldn't help feeling sorry for her. She silently cursed Qian Jun a few times—working a girl that hard, no shame!

Qian Jun, who was working at his desk, sneezed several times. Regiment Commander Qian was full of question marks. Had he caught a cold?

Feng Xia crashed onto her bed and slept until noon the next day. After a good sleep, her internal energy was replenished. Little Black Snake had grown a small segment longer and lay lazily coiled on top of Feng Xia's head, its yellowish-orange snake eyes half-closed. Like owner, like pet—both were super lazy.

Little Black Snake had been accepted as part of the household. Old Lady Wu thought Little Black was intelligent and would set aside some food for it every day. Little Black always ate it cleanly. The snake and the old lady got along quite harmoniously.

Feng Xia was trying hard to suppress her superpower and keep it from breaking through to the third tier. Mainly because after the third tier, the superpower would temper her bones, and her height would basically be fixed. If she broke through now, she would forever be a shortie of about 1.4 to 1.5 meters. This meant she had plenty of extra energy to feed Little Black, making the little snake so lazy it didn't want to move.

In the living room, Old Lady Wu had prepared a table full of dishes. She had her own monthly subsidy. Feng Xia had never asked how a solitary old widow could have so much subsidy; she simply quietly gave half her own money to Old Lady Wu for food. Old Lady Wu didn't spend it either—she saved it all for the girl.

The two sat across from each other eating lunch. Feng Xia chatted about little incidents between her, Daniel, and Mr. Wan Fulin—just everyday stuff. But Old Lady Wu listened earnestly, occasionally adding a few comments, clearly happy.

After the meal, Feng Xia quickly washed the dishes. Little Black Snake stayed home to guard the house. She slung a bag over her shoulder and sauntered out the door. Old Lady Wu simply watched the girl's back, a kind and loving smile on her face.

At the research institute, Wan Fulin and Durarov had been wrangling for several days. They belonged to different sides, each holding their own ground, engaging in fierce verbal battles. Feng Xia and Daniel couldn't get a word in. When the elders are talking, the youngsters stay out of it.

Alright. Feng Xia, with her little follower Daniel in tow, let her eyes wander around the back mountain. Come to think of it, she really hadn't gone into the mountains for a long time!