As Xu Haishui uttered these words, Miao Luo immediately made a face as if he had eaten something disgusting, then said discontentedly, "Vice President Xu, that's not right. For this item, even if someone offered me a city, I wouldn't sell. Many people want it, but I haven't given it to anyone. You might not know the specific function of this item, right? Although the stuff on it is incomplete, it at least gives people a clue to manufacture an A-level exoskeleton battle suit. However, the things on it are quite complex and require a lot of manpower and resources to research. We, the Dongsheng Co-management, no longer have the time. This item, consider it a gift from us to the Peace Party."
"A gift? That could work..." Xu Haishui caressed the blueprint, nodded, then tucked it into his bag. Unlike the Dongsheng Co-management, the Peace Party had time, even if others didn't see it that way, but how he saw it was all that mattered.
