100: Chapter 100 Chen Zhongxuan's Impotent Fury

Once the name was spoken, one knew whether it was good or not.

Wang Shuo rubbed his nose in shame; being bad at naming things was truly a frustrating affair. However, he quickly cast this annoyance to the back of his mind. He picked up the zero egg from the table and observed it carefully, not letting a single seam or detail escape his notice.

A moment later, Wang Shuo reluctantly put down the zero egg and gave his verdict.

"Perfect."

According to Wang Shuo's design, the entire structure of the zero egg was modular.

The shell used aluminum alloy material, which ensured both strength and reduced weight. Once closed, it would immediately lock shut—Wang Shuo had never even considered the possibility of this thing needing to be sent back to the factory for repairs.

Wang Shuo also equipped the zero egg with a complex hardware system: positioned on the forehead between its two cute eyes was a small camera with a 130-degree field of view and support for up to ten times zoom; the touch-sensitive power switch integrated fingerprint recognition, allowing only the zero egg's owner to turn it on, and combined with the image recognition of the eye cameras, it could be foolproof; under the two wings, fan blade designs taken directly from the Humanoid Race were installed, paired with a custom electric motor, which could ensure the zero egg could take off and fly for short periods; a built-in gyroscope was installed to ensure the zero egg could maintain its posture while walking independently; and distance sensors were installed to allow the zero egg to detect distance.

This was only a part of it.

As for the rest, like small detection radar, infrared laser scanning, servo motors, tactile simulation sensors, GPS positioning Chips, high and low-frequency speakers, and so on—as long as he could think of it, Wang Shuo arranged it all.

This was also thanks to Huaxia's complete industrial sectors, allowing Wang Shuo to get his hands on anything; he only needed to look up the manufacturer and make a call to get it done.

If the above was just a pile of hardware, and at best meant Wang Shuo's design was clever, then the addition of Zero's program sub-body completely turned the zero egg into a piece of black technology.

After this period of debugging and upgrading, Zero could perfectly coordinate all the aforementioned hardware facilities, perfectly realizing the functions of the zero egg.

If one had to say there was any shortcoming, it was the energy limitation that prevented the zero egg from operating for long periods. According to Wang Shuo's calculations, even with a large-capacity, high-energy-density battery, the zero egg's longest standby time was only about thirty hours, with a usage time of six hours. If the zero egg flew for a long time or sprinted along the ground, the actual usage time would be even shorter.

For this reason, Wang Shuo thoughtfully had Zero arrange an automatic charging log and equipped it with a corresponding wireless charging dock.

Additionally, although the custom motherboard was soldered by Zero itself according to Wang Shuo's blueprints, hardware performance limitations meant that Zero's program sub-body could not utilize its full capabilities. If it absolutely had to be fully utilized, Zero would need to intervene personally, which required the zero egg to connect to the network, and the internet speed couldn't be too slow.

To this end, Wang Shuo specifically wrote hijacking software, preparing to solve this problem via mobile networks. Of course, this was just a backup measure, a backdoor Wang Shuo left for himself.

Programmers, after all, leaving a backdoor for themselves is quite normal, right?

Everything was ready. Wang Shuo had Zero control the robotic arm to spray the zero egg with a pure white coat of paint. He also thoughtfully designed small patterns and logos, and finally, on the front center position of the zero egg, sprayed a large black number "1".

"zero egg No. 1."

In the center of W City, the Chen Group branch office building.

Sitting on the sofa, Chen Zhongxuan looked at the tablet in his hand and shook his head with a laugh: "The media these days is getting faster and faster, and also daring to write more and more. Look at these things, what are they even writing?"

Uncle Chen, who was beside him, also laughed: "The media still has some use."

"Indeed," Chen Zhongxuan said. "Manipulating public opinion is also a science."

"In this regard, Sir has always done well." Uncle Chen smiled faintly, toying with the tea set in front of him.

Chen Zhongxuan laughed and scolded: "I say, you old fellow, why are you becoming more sycophantic as you age? You used to be straightforward and never beat around the bush."

Uncle Chen smiled but did not speak.

"In our era, public opinion was limited to one city or one place; releasing a little bit of news could stir up a storm throughout the city. Unlike now, where a trivial piece of news, as long as someone pushes it, can spread across the country in a very short time."

"Public opinion is a double-edged sword. Once used, it will inevitably hurt others and oneself."

Younger Brother's sentiment did not resonate with Uncle Chen. He pulled a pinch of tea leaves from a tea box he had produced from who knows where, put them into the tea strainer, poured water over them, and gently swirled them for a moment before pouring it out. The whole process was relaxed, freehand, and very practiced.

Chen Zhongxuan watched quietly for a moment until Uncle Chen poured out the second round of tea water and poured in fresh boiling water again. Only then did he say: "You've been brewing tea for half a lifetime, your craft is becoming increasingly exquisite."

"Sir is too kind. Come, have a taste. This is a premium product that Young Miss brought back from Magic City."

As he spoke, he handed the cup of brewed tea to Chen Zhongxuan.

Chen Zhongxuan set the tablet in his hand aside, picked up the teacup, took a light sip, and exclaimed: "Good tea!"

"As long as Sir likes it." Uncle Chen picked up a cup for himself. He wasn't impatient; he placed the cup to his lips, took a shallow sip, savored it carefully, and then said: "Although I don't wish to disturb Sir's refined interest, there are some matters that still require Sir's decision."

Seeing that Chen Zhongxuan only sipped tea and didn't speak, Uncle Chen continued: "The matter you asked me to investigate, Sir, has now gained some leads. It is basically certain that Maple Leaf Capital is standing behind the Matsumoto family. Regarding this gambling agreement, Maple Leaf Capital may also be involved."

"Perhaps?" Chen Zhongxuan said noncommittally, smiling as he asked: "What do you think their goal is?"

Uncle Chen shook his head, indicating he did not know.

Chen Zhongxuan sighed and turned to ask: "What has Xiner been busy with these past few days?"

"Young Miss..." Uncle Chen hesitated slightly, then smiled bitterly: "Sir, please don't say that I told you. Otherwise, you know Young Miss's temper; she'll likely tear apart these old bones of mine."

Chen Zhongxuan snorted: "I knew you two were in cahoots. Speak, what has she done this time?"

"Young Miss took the two o'clock flight this afternoon. I estimate that at this time..." Uncle Chen looked at the time displayed on the tablet; it was exactly 3:45 PM. He smiled bitterly: "I estimate she has already arrived."

Chen Zhongxuan put down his teacup, his expression displeased: "The place she should have gone to is Magic City, not here!"

After saying these harsh words, he remembered how much the person in front of him doted on this little girl, and then thought about the girl's current temper; even he, as her father, was helpless.

"What does she want to do now?" Chen Zhongxuan's tone was very helpless.

"It is a matter that you are also clear about, Sir, why must it come from my mouth?" Uncle Chen said with a smile, continuing to pour tea for Chen Zhongxuan.

At this, Chen Zhongxuan became even more depressed.

Chen Xin did not know he was still in W City. Even if she did, she probably wouldn't go out of her way to come see him. After all, in Chen Xin's heart, he had already been defined as an irresponsible father who could sacrifice his daughter for profit.

Thinking of the purpose of his daughter's visit to W City, Chen Zhongxuan felt very uncomfortable. Even the tea he had been enjoying so much before now tasted a bit sour.

"That brat Wang Shuo..." Chen Zhongxuan said fiercely: "He had better not have any designs on my daughter, otherwise I will break his legs!"

Uncle Chen was amused internally, but remained smiling and silent.

After venting his anger for a while, Chen Zhongxuan turned back to look at Uncle Chen, who was sitting still on the side, and said irritably: "What has that brat Wang Shuo been doing these days? He swore to the media he would make trouble for us, and that's it? No follow-up?"

"Not exactly." Uncle Chen smiled: "In the last two days, one can occasionally see some inflammatory articles. The purpose is clear, the structure is distinct, and the tone is appropriate. It should be the work of someone in the industry, and the ghost behind this is very likely to be Wang Shuo."

"Then I suppose he has some ability." Chen Zhongxuan snorted: "Then, has the USB drive he was asked to find been found? Has the system UI been optimized? Have all the contract terms he promised us been fulfilled one by one?"

Uncle Chen knew that Sir was purely looking for trouble, and smiled: "Not yet. After all, the contract was just signed, and the deadline for delivery to the customer is still a long way off."

"Then why aren't you hurrying him? Call and urge him now, urge him immediately, tell that bastard Wang Shuo to fulfill the contract for me right away!"

Chen Zhongxuan lost his temper; even if this temper was fake, Uncle Chen still had to go along with it.

Poor classmate Wang Shuo did not yet know that he had suffered an undeserved disaster.

At this moment, he was still immersed in the joy of the zero egg's completion. When he hummed a happy little tune and walked out of the factory area, he didn't notice at all that in a dark corner behind him, two people were watching his every move.

"Wang Shuo has come out and boarded the 103 bus. Report to the boss immediately."

"Alright!"