The End of the World: The System Let Me Spread

Chen Hao held the paper and looked at Zhang Hai with a fixed gaze. He asked in surprise, "You can design something like this?"

Zhang Hai smiled slightly and responded casually: "It's just a hobby."

Chen Hao doesn't think so. He knows very well that this kind of design is not something that can be easily achieved just by hobby.

But since Zhang Hai didn't want to say more, he wouldn't go into it further.

He looked down at the drawing in his hand again, with admiration in his eyes: "It's amazing. This is the first time I've seen such an exquisite design."

Zhang Hai waved his hand modestly: "Compared to Master Chen, I am still far behind. The machine gun you made is simply incredible and too perfect to be of this era."

Chen Hao also praised: "No, your design is a masterpiece. A bullet can decompose and continue to penetrate deeper after hitting the target. You are really a talent."

Zhang Hai smiled and said, "This is just a sudden idea of ​​mine. I was a little bold. I thought you were a genius in the production field. I wonder if my idea is possible to realize it?"

How could Chen Hao not know what Zhang Hai meant? He might have suddenly had an inspiration, but Zhang Hai's calculations of the details were extremely meticulous, and this was definitely not a sudden inspiration.

Even if he wasn't the one making this kind of weapon, any gun factory could make it.

Chen Hao looked at Zhang Hai with a meaningful look and said, "Of course, your design is very precise and all the details are explained. Your military factory can make it."

Zhang Hai smiled and said, "The factory's resources are now used to make other things, and they won't pay for my hobby."

Seeing that Zhang Hai was unwilling to say more, Chen Hao stopped asking and said directly: "I can make this weapon, but what price can you pay?"

Zhang Hai smiled slightly and said mysteriously, "A phone call."

"A phone call?" Chen Hao was very surprised.

He had heard of robberies before, but this was the first time he had seen a robbery involving a phone being given away.

Zhang Hai saw his confusion and said, "Let me give you this number first. It's up to you whether you want to call or not."

After that, he took out a satellite phone from his pocket and gently handed it to Chen Hao. Chen Hao took the phone, frowned slightly, and asked curiously: "Whose is this?"

Zhang Hai did not answer directly, but smiled mysteriously and said, "Just call and you'll know, right?"

Chen Hao looked at Zhang Hai in confusion. He hesitated for a moment and did not dial the number. He said to Zhang Hai, "What's going on with this call?"

Seeing this, Zhang Hai took the phone from Chen Hao again and said calmly, "If you don't dare to call, I'll do it."

Having said that, he made the call directly.

Zhang Hai took the phone, spoke briefly to the person on the other end of the line, and then handed the phone to Chen Hao.

Chen Hao cast an inquiring look at Zhang Hai, but Zhang Hai turned his head away cunningly, as if he was unaware of the silent question.

Chen Hao felt helpless. He was already accustomed to this cunning guy.

Since he didn't know who was on the other side, Chen Hao didn't speak.

An old but vigorous voice came from the phone: "Little guy, you are very patient!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Hao raised his eyebrows and felt a little unhappy.

Little guy? Chen Hao was not convinced by this title, because he was not little at all.

Chen Hao said bluntly: "Really, old man, does this mean that you are very impatient?"

There was a flash of surprise in Zhang Hai's eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

The other party seemed to be choked by Chen Hao's words "old fellow". After a while, he spoke: "Hahaha! I haven't heard anyone call me an old fellow for many years. You are quite interesting. Do you know who I am?"

In the war room, the old man had a smile on his face.

Next to him, a man who seemed to be in a high position as well had a strange look on his face.

This guy, doesn't he usually listen to the news? He doesn't even know Mr. Xia?

Chen Hao had not watched the news since he was cyberbullied, so he had no idea who was on the other end of the phone. He said directly, "I really don't know. Zhang Hai didn't say. But I guess you are his old leader."

The man on the other side laughed and said, "Yes, I am indeed his old leader."

Hearing this, Chen Hao was certain that the old fellow opposite him was most likely the top leader of the Jiangnan War Zone. After all, to promote Zhang Hai three levels in a row, it could only be done by someone other than the top leader.

Chen Hao said: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Old Xia said, "Zhang Hai should have told you, right?"

Chen Hao's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Just for this, he called you just to get something for free from me? I'm telling you, I'm not that stupid, I'm not incapable of doing anything that doesn't benefit me."

It’s no wonder that Chen Hao reacted so strongly. He knew Zhang Hai’s temper very well. Yesterday, he exchanged ten kilograms of food from him for a piece of information that was of no use to him.

Now, Zhang Hai has actually set his sights on the old leader, wanting to ask Old Xia to act as a lobbyist and take advantage of him.

When Chen Hao thought of this, he felt a little funny and a little annoyed.

Xia Lao said: "Of course not, it's just that Zhang Hai is very stingy, so he wants me to pay the bill. Tell me, what do you want?"

Chen Hao fell into deep thought. He really didn't know what he was missing.

Money is useless. He has enough crystal cores, and he also has food and supplies.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Hao said, "I want a beautiful woman."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Even though Zhang Hai heard Chen Hao talking about the old guy just now, there was no big change in his expression.

However, at this moment, he sprayed it out directly, choking himself and causing him to cough continuously.

On the other side, Old Xia was also stunned for a while.

Obviously he didn't expect Chen Hao to say that.

He forced a smile and said, "I do have two granddaughters, but I don't know if you have the ability to get them."

"What? I have to chase him myself?" Chen Hao frowned. This was too troublesome.

After hearing this, Old Xia's face darkened. Before he could say anything, Chen Hao continued, "Forget it, let's talk about this later. Do you have any photovoltaic materials?"

Xia Lao's gloomy expression suddenly eased, and he said, "Of course, how much do you want?"

Chen Hao said: "Of course the more the better."

Elder Xia nodded and said, "Okay, leave it to me, I'll arrange it."

Chen Hao nodded and smiled with satisfaction. Zhang Hai's weapon was just a piece of cake for him. He could exchange it for some photovoltaic materials. This time he made a huge profit.

After hearing this, Zhang Hai also showed a fox-like smile on his face. This time, he was taking advantage of Xia Lao and didn't lose anything.

After completing a satisfactory transaction, Chen Hao politely asked, "Old Chief, do you have anything else to say? If not, I'll hang up now."

I thought Mr. Xia would say something polite and then hang up the phone, but I didn't expect him to continue, "Of course, I want to talk to you for a while longer."