Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

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No longer would I have to look to any arms dealer's face!

Nor be held in the grasp of the Morgan Group!

"The author of this book seems to have a good understanding of weaponry, I'm beginning to look forward to whatever weapons he will produce!"

A sense of indescribable anticipation rose in his heart.

That's right.

He was looking forward to seeing which weapons would appear in the book.

Or rather, he wanted to know exactly which weapons the author was knowledgeable about.

So.

Mr. Leo from the Hass Armed Forces, almost frantically searched for each and every weapon appearing in the novel.

As night deepened, all was silent.

The stars sparkled like crushed diamonds against the profound expanse of the sky, silent and still, occasionally a breeze would blow by, bringing a chill and rustling the leaves with a whispering sound.

Mr. Leo was completely engrossed in "Arms Tycoon," fixated on the detailed descriptions of the weapons contained within.

"I can be sure, this Mr. Lin must be an authoritative weapons expert."

As he read, Mr. Leo muttered to himself.

There was no doubt about it.

If it was just the detailed information of one or two weapons, it might have been coincidental, describing three or five might mean that someone put in a lot of effort.

But what about thirty or fifty?

This was beyond what mere effort could achieve!

And indeed, in "Arms Tycoon," there were truly thirty or fifty different types of weapons, each distinct, each with their respective production process.

——Pity it was an incomplete edition.

Too much professional description was unfriendly to the average reader.

But for him, it was virtually a divine text.

Gradually.

The edge of the sky began to lighten with a hint of pale blue-purple, then orange-red.

The morning mist at this time of day appeared leisurely, draping over the mountains like a sheer scarf, creating a watercolor painting, refined and distant.

"Hahaha!"

In the silent early morning, Mr. Leo suddenly burst into strange laughter.

The bodyguards on duty immediately knocked on the door, inquiring, "Boss, what's wrong?"

"I'm very happy, go call the staff officer over!"

Mr. Leo, looking at his phone with fatigue yet beaming on his face, immediately ordered.

"Yes." The bodyguard responded at once.

Early in the morning, the staff officer was summoned straight to Mr. Leo's room.

"Leo, what's the urgent matter?"

The staff officer asked eagerly.

"Good news!"

Mr. Leo hadn't slept all night, staying up reading the novel, his eyes tinged with fine blood vessels, but they could not hide the smile on his face.

"What good news, has the Morgan Group's rocket launcher dropped in price?"

The staff officer's eyes lit up, immediately asking.

Mr. Leo shook his head and instead handed over his phone: "Take a look."

At first glance, the staff officer saw the ant-like clusters of words on the phone's screen, dense and indistinct: "What's this?"

"A novel."

Mr. Leo explained.

"You have me look at a novel for some purpose?" The staff officer grew more puzzled.

What did this novel have to do with them?

Even if it was well-written, it wouldn't be able to fulfill the objectives of their trip to Southeast Asia.

The two were completely unrelated!

"Just read it and you'll understand." Mr. Leo spoke unhurriedly.

The staff officer furrowed his brow and decided to read it.

So he took the phone and began scrolling through the novel.

Yet, as soon as he saw the first phrase of the first line of the novel, the staff officer was stunned.

——Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher.

"This..."

The staff officer faltered, inevitably looking towards Mr. Leo.

Mr. Leo lifted his head: "Keep reading."

The staff officer did as instructed.

'The Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher is my preliminary attempt.'

'I believe it can secure my position as an arms supplier.'

'In fact, I think with it, I can completely ascend to godhood in the arms circle!'

'This is a box-structured long-range rocket launcher.'

'The greatest feature is that it adopts a modular firepower unit design.'

'It's a simple principle, by swapping out different launch modules, ammunition of different calibers can be fired, achieving strikes at various distances.'

'Currently.'

'I am equipped with three types of ballistic projectiles, with ranges that can reach 70 kilometers, 370 kilometers, and 600 kilometers.'

'...'

Upon reaching this part,

the staff member smirked and laughed, "Boss, this novel is too boastful, claiming a maximum range of 600 kilometers, that's a bit far-fetched."

"Don't jump to conclusions, keep reading,"

Leo shook his head.

The staff member had no choice but to continue reading.

'I have to mention here.'

'The maximum range of 600 kilometers uses a "750mm tactical ballistic missile", which has been equipped with a high-precision guidance system.'

'The flight path is divided into two sections.'

'— the active phase and the passive phase'

'With the push of the propulsion system, the rocket launcher operator can control its active phase to travel over the city, flying as planned.'

'The passive phase, then, is inertial flight.'

'Controlling a ballistic missile during the passive phase is a very difficult technology, but I did it.'

'...'

Lines of symbols, like tadpoles, entered his brain through his eyes.

The staff member was dumbfounded: "This novel..."

"Have you noticed?"

Leo raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile.

The staff member nodded vigorously, "Boss, the 'Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher' in this novel is very professional; it seems to be even more powerful than Morgan Group's, isn't it?"

"Much more!"

Leo laughed, "With a range of 600 kilometers, if we were the first to possess this system, then we would gain a significant advantage in the field of battle!"

"Are you saying the 'Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher' described here is real?" The staff member still found it unbelievable.

"Didn't you see the earlier parts of the novel? Aside from the 'Remote Box-type Rocket Launcher', the author describes a plethora of weapons, including design processes, manufacturing methods, and even user manuals—explaining them all very clearly!" Leo became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Boss, what do you mean?" The staff member swallowed a lump in his throat.

Leo slapped the staff member's shoulder hard, "Exactly, if we can find this author, wouldn't his value be limitless?"

The staff member's eyes lit up, "We won't have to play by Morgan Group's and other arms suppliers' rules anymore?"

"That's right."

Leo smiled and nodded.

The staff member also began to smile, "No time like the present, should we find this author right away?"

Leo replied with a smile, "Of course!"

The Hass Armed Forces' negotiation delegation immediately sprang into action.

— Searching for Mr. Lin.

Finding someone wasn't difficult for them.

In fact, they didn't need to think too hard before they located Fries Novel's base of operations.

The book was published on Fries Novel.

And it was clearly marked as 'exclusively released by Fries Novel', so both Leo and the staff member simply assumed that by locating Fries Novel, they should be able to find Mr. Lin.

Half an hour later,

they confirmed the location of Fries Novel.

As it turned out, Fries Novel was not far from their location, situated unassumingly within an average-looking building.

The dawn's light fell upon the somewhat old building, coating it in a layer of light gold.

Leo and his team walked into the building complex, meandering through the not so spacious alleys, breathing in the fresh air of the early morning, occasionally hearing a dog bark from afar.

"According to our coordinates, the headquarters of Fries Novel should be right above us."

One of the staff members said.

Leo nodded and led his team upstairs.

The headquarters was on the third floor.

Outside the third floor was an iron door, now shut.

Adopting a 'visitor's' attitude, Leo politely knocked on the iron door.

Knock, knock.

The sound was about fifty to sixty decibels, just enough to wake the gatekeeper of the 'Fries Novel' headquarters, Hou.

"Who are you looking for?"

Hou rubbed his eyes and asked.

"Is this the Fries Novel Company?" Leo asked, still outside the door.

There was silence inside for quite a while.

Hou asked, "What is it you need?"

Leo smiled, "We'd like to find the person in charge of Fries Novel to inquire about someone."