The barrage asked Vivienne what she had destroyed for me.
When the camera shifted to a pair of parts on the ground, everyone laughed.
"It's just a pile of scrap metal? I have plenty in my recycling station. Vivienne can take it for free. As much as you want."
"Is this thing worth 100 million? Don't let it cost you your pants and you won't have anything to wear when you want to."
"This is the first time I've seen such a stupid man. Is he trying to seduce Vivienne like in idol dramas? He's still not on the right path at his age. When will a man stop being so confident?"
I ignored everyone's ridicule and just bent down to tear open the carton.
"Why don't you take another look at what this is?"
The live broadcast room was still filled with ridicule.
"I've seen it, but it's still rotten iron. Is it because the system didn't help you? Or did you not wipe off the eye mucus from your dream?"
I raised a finger and shook it.
"No, no, no, this is not ordinary iron."
“This is a titanium alloy part.”
"It's aerospace—"
Before I could finish my words, the leader of the central command office called me, and his voice was so sharp that it almost pierced my eardrums.