Chapter 825: 598: White Hair's Magnum Opus! (Third Update)

Chapter 825: Chapter 598: White Hair’s Magnum Opus! (Third Update)

Mu Fan knew he wasn’t the only person appearing on the tarmac; with so many people coming and going at Dingchuan Academy every day, he didn’t realize a girl had just noticed him from behind.

Now Mu Fan was walking towards the apartment, suddenly a bit eager to see his companions’ expressions.

How were the wounds on Fat Brother and White Hair healing, he wondered?

With a faint smile on his face, Mu Fan didn’t dial anyone on Sky Communication but continued walking towards the apartment with his backpack.

At this moment, both White Hair and Fat Brother, whose wounds had healed, were tinkering in a secret laboratory, completely unaware of Mu Fan’s return.

Since they had already proposed their armament plan, the two naturally needed to start enhancing their strength, working hard for their future conquest of the stars and sea.

Wearing a tight white lab suit, Fat Brother looked nothing like a so-called scientific researcher but more like a capitalist here to exploit labor.

Meanwhile, the originally primary sponsor, White Hair, wearing a high-magnification monocle, appeared more like a seasoned mechanical engineer.

These two were situated within an internal laboratory of a large machinery factory. Outside the one-way glass, rows of automatic robots were working.

This was a new production factory set up by Loki Heavy Industry on Blue Capital Star not long ago.

After hearing about Fat Brother and White Hair’s plan, a girl named Nuonuo from the faraway Barnard Star System directly granted them laboratory access.

“Even as handsome as I am, no girl throws herself into my arms, while that wooden Mu Fan has such a stunning beauty utterly devoted to him.”

At that moment, White Hair was muttering to himself while working on soldering a circuit board, aided by his monocle.

Next to him, Fat Brother, lacking such high ambitions, was continuously dragging and dropping with five fingers on the virtual screen, adjusting the appearance of his mecha.

It must be said that White Hair’s custom mecha system was quite to Fat Brother’s liking. The brainstorming from their combined thoughts opened up new ideas for Fat Brother, who constantly proposed improvement suggestions.

For instance, the mecha in front of them, almost modified into a mine-laying vehicle, looked like an enlarged hand grenade from afar.

Of course, it still sported that outrageously flashy lemon-yellow paint!

Hearing White Hair’s words, Fat Brother rolled his eyes, unwilling to discuss the topic of girls.

In this academy full of handsome men and beautiful women, what rights did a fat guy like him have?

Fat Brother felt naturally insulated from beautiful women; just thinking about it made him want to cry.

“Handsome, can I ask you something?”

Upon hearing Fat Brother’s question, White Hair immediately put down his work with a smug expression, the opening two words hitting his sweet spot, and enthusiastically responded, “Go on, whatever my handsome self can do, consider it done for you.”

Fat Brother’s small eyes squinted as he shyly rubbed his hands, “Do you have a younger sister or something? Introduce me to one.”

“In the future, I’ll call you my brother-in-law~”

“Big…”

“…brother-in-law.”

Fat Brother began eagerly, but upon seeing White Hair’s increasingly clouded face, only “big” remained from his lips.

Then he clutched his head tightly, “Don’t hit the face!”

“Get lost!” With a roar, White Hair lunged at him.

“I’ll beat you to death! Don’t say my handsome self doesn’t have sisters, even if I did, would I introduce them to you? Brother-in-law, my foot!”

“I was just saying.”

“Even saying it is not okay, don’t damage my reputation.”

White Hair showed no mercy with his hands, and Fat Brother screamed as he held his head.

Finally, when White Hair’s hands felt sore, they stopped. Fat Brother, panting heavily, looked at him.

“When do you think Mu Fan will be back? Now, many teams in the academy have already formed, and you have special skills bonus. As for Fat Brother, his academic credits haven’t even exceeded 0.5 yet, it’s genuinely tear-inducing…”

The minimum semester standard is 1.5, and forget about earning credits with much left over, he can’t even reach the mandatory requirement. He doesn’t want to be directly expelled by the academy.

It’s too embarrassing!

“What’s the hurry? Didn’t Mu Fan say he’d handle the team? Although I’m not pleased either…”

“That bastard Xize bumped into me three times in two days.”

“That punk Zhang Shaotang, my handsome self never bothered him, yet he interrupted me showing off five times consecutively.”

“Every time, it was the same sentence, ‘Our team is really mighty.’

“Mighty, my ass.”

White Hair kept swearing, his hands never stopping, as a three-dimensional diagram began to gradually form in front of him, resembling a beautifully blossoming flower.

“What is this? It looks pretty good,” Fat Brother curiously asked.

White Hair calmly replied, “Specially designed equipment for your mecha, synchronizing the finished product, I’ll deliver it to you once it’s done.”

As he spoke, he clicked on the console rapidly, and the three-dimensional diagram quickly changed colors. Meanwhile, the mechanical platform outside the laboratory began to rumble. Blocks of red-hot metal ingots were being shaped under a stamping machine.

Upon hearing this, Fat Brother’s face lit up with joy, and he gratefully said, “Thank you.”

As expected, a pro is a pro; White Hair’s expertise in mechanics and electronics surpasses his own by an entire star system.

Half an hour later…

Fat Brother was stunned to see that beautiful giant flower; the special metal paint shone brilliantly and also matched his mecha well.

Both had that yellow hue, though this one was slightly darker.

Yet Fat Brother couldn’t quite comprehend what this thing was; why did it resemble…a chrysanthemum?

The 4.2-meter diameter metal flower seemed a bit puzzling.

“What kind of equipment is this, I can’t quite figure it out?”

Upon Fat Brother’s inquiry, White Hair displayed a mysterious smile, pressed a button, and the top of the laboratory opened.

The area where the two stood was immediately elevated by a lift, appearing in mid-air within the factory.

Standing on the lift platform, the beautifully flat metal flower was less than half a meter before their eyes.

Fat Brother took a deep breath; it was really quite beautiful.

With a mesmerized expression, White Hair caressed the piece with its processing warmth, celebrating his outstanding and great work.

“You asked what it is?”

“It’s an unprecedented new weapon in this universe—the Chrysanthemum Shield!”

“Made of Acabert Alloy, sponsored by Loki Heavy Industry, with foldable and transformable petal design, absolutely hard! It can withstand long-time impact drill attacks. Mounted on the rear waist, it can effectively enhance mecha defense, and at critical times, sit down and squash enemies.”

Initially, Fat Brother was listening eagerly, but once “Chrysanthemum Shield” was mentioned, he felt something was amiss.

Once White Hair finished explaining, Fat Brother blew a fuse.

“Screw that, you use it yourself! If you dare put it on my Lemon Balloon, I’m not piloting the mecha, damn it!”

Having a Chrysanthemum Shield on the back of Fat Brother’s mecha?

Then charging onto the battlefield, isn’t he asking for a beating?

The mere thought of it was appalling.

Listening to Fat Brother’s curses, the initially smug White Hair instantly frowned, glaring at Fat Brother with dead fish eyes.

“Fat Brother.”

“What? Anyway, I’m not using it. Whoever wants it can have it. Goddamn Chrysanthemum Shield, get lost! Get as far away as you can!”

In his agitation, Fat Brother nearly jumped off the lift platform.

With two strong hands gripping Fat Brother’s shoulders, White Hair stared intently at Young Master Harry.

“Looking at my serious face, you should understand the seriousness of this matter.”

After saying this, White Hair bared his teeth in a mystifying smile.

Fat Brother shivered, his lips trembling for a long time before remaining speechless.

White Hair, curse your entire family.