A few days ago, Academician Wu contacted her, saying that the research on the core engine of the submarine had been completed and that an actual model could be made soon.
However, there's a most critical problem that remains unsolved.
That is, they still haven't found suitable material for the submarine's hull. Every material considered so far is far from hard enough.
Ye Wanlan was also pondering this problem—it was indeed challenging to resolve.
But what if they had Mr. Farouk, the forging genius?
"Miss... Miss Ye?" Farouk suddenly looked up, astonished beyond measure, "What... what did you say?"
"There's an old saying in Shenzhou, 'If someone doesn't fit here, there's always another place for them.'" Ye Wanlan said with a smile in her eyes, "Since Mr. Farouk's life's wish is to forge a Divine Weapon, and I too wish to see that day, why shouldn't we collaborate?"
Farouk murmured to himself, "My life's wish..."
