Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A month later, in the northwestern region of the Endless Sea, the Seven Cities Federation.

Under the blazing sunlight, the calm sea sparkled with shimmering waves. The sound of salutes was unending, drums and gongs sounded, and firecrackers crackled.

Under the arching spray from a marine fireboat, the Prosperity ship slowly departed from the harbor, heading along the channel towards Central Earth.

Through the loudspeakers, amidst cheerful music, the mixed fleet of the Seven Cities' navy circled around the Prosperity, sending it off merrily.

All the way to the edge of the Seven Cities' waters.

Reluctant to part.

"Godfather, please take good care of yourself on this journey!"

On the deck of the Prosperity, Minkler, a wealthy landlord, was reluctant to part, holding Ji Jue's hand, teary-eyed, filled with thousands of regrets, sincerely trying to persuade him to stay:

"After all, it's just a matter of a few days, why not stay in the Seven Cities a little longer and let me fulfill the duties of a host and show my filial piety?"

Although he had long anticipated Minkler's behavior, Ji Jue still felt a bit dizzy and overwhelmed by the barrage of "godfather" calls from this rascal.

He felt like hitting someone.

But he couldn't, although Minkler was indeed a sly dog, he was also very ingratiating.

One doesn't hit a smiling face, especially when it's the client bringing money to your door, right?

"...I appreciate your kindness."

Ji Jue hesitated for a moment but eventually made a decision: "Why don't I take you with me!"

"Uh, well..."

Minkler's smile froze on his face, his expression twitched, and he felt like letting go, but his hand was being held by Ji Jue, and he couldn't pull it away.

What kind of mess is Central Earth? What's the situation there lately?

Making a living among the Thousand Islands and knowing the Seven Cities as a trade hub, it couldn't be clearer... bringing the fleet to Central Earth now?

Ji Jue has the skill and courage, but you're genuinely courting death!

"Don't, godfather, please." Minkler hurriedly shook his head, pleading: "I have family, you know!"

"No problem!"

Ji Jue waved his hand nonchalantly: "Family can come too! All together on the road, neat and tidy!"

"No, no, next time, for sure!"

Minkler finally mustered the strength to pull his hand out from the craftsman's grip, wiping his sweat but still reluctant to leave, whispering: "Just like we agreed..."

"Don't worry, it's all set, there won't be any changes." Ji Jue promised firmly: "The production line is already running, once the Military Department's order is completed, the next batch will be delivered to you!"

In the end, they underestimated the demand for the Peacekeeping Cat.

When Coast Technology officially released the news, Ji Jue's phone was already ringing off the hook—Granted, the Thousand Islands were chaotic with varying conditions, some places were truly poor, but where it was wealthy, it was genuinely wealthy.

Especially in these times of looming trouble, nearly everyone was scrambling to prepare for war, spending money like crazy to enhance their security.

The lethality might be secondary, but these things are genuinely effective for maintaining public order!

Especially in the Seven Cities where the wealth gap is enormous, and even patrolling officers could be shot at—equipping each car or squad with one significantly enhances grassroots control!

360-degree omnidirectional surveillance and crisis detection, infrared detection, scanning all gun-like objects with automatic alerts and responses. It detects all-channel signals and identifies any suspected bomb detonation signals. It has its own crisis mode, protecting the user's life in near-explosions and heavy truck impacts...

Direct one-click connection to the command center and hospital emergency system, triggering alert mode anytime, uploading the situation promptly.

It's expensive, sure, but once bought, it truly proves useful!

With the same budget distributed, 99% could be embezzled by the corrupt, the remaining funds would be lucky enough to buy a second-hand bulletproof vest.

The key is that the significance of bodyguards is not to protect the employer but to ensure the employer believes they can be protected.

This is true for both the police and civilians in the Seven Cities.

Such an order might seem astronomical to ordinary people, but for the Seven Cities, no, even just for the family behind Minkler, it's merely a trickle from the fingertips.

Over the years, it's not like they haven't spent money to be made fools of, if money spent could yield even 30% effectiveness, they'd be thankful, and now comes a vendor willing to sell at a fair price with a 100% guarantee of efficacy, and the two have been cooperating deeply for years, absolutely reliable, they can't rush to buy it fast enough!

They even bought a 20-year membership outright!

Besides that...

"And about that, godfather..."

Minkler hesitated, wanting to say more, with his big expressive eyes blinking: "You see, our Seven Cities is also looking to expand our urban area, industrial demand is strong, the exoskeleton you sent earlier, don't worry, it wasn't for nothing, we're willing to pay this price."

He casually leaned in closer, with fingers extending from his sleeve, five of them.

Not five-hundred or five-thousand—it's [five times]!

At this point, capacities everywhere were almost overwhelmed.

Everywhere there were queues, even a tractor couldn't be bought off the shelf!

As long as Coast can deliver, forget about free shipping, Seven Cities would line up outside at New Spring overnight, rowing paddles back home if needed!

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