Reborn in 2014: A One-Man Tycoon

Meng Chuan had no idea that Zhan Yi had already arranged things to this extent.

Although Meng Chuan instructed Zhan Yi to prepare more open-fire weapons.

But in Meng Chuan's mind, so-called open-flame weapons should be things like firearms.

Unexpectedly, they managed to bring cannons over without anyone noticing.

Meng Chuan reached out and touched the barrel of the laser cannon; the cold metallic touch sent a shiver down his spine.

"How were these things brought in? Without being detected?"

Meng Chuan looked at Zhan San with some concern.

The reason Meng Chuan dared not transport these weapons on a large scale was that he did not want to arouse anyone's suspicion.

After all, the rocket company is still in its infancy.

We are still a long way from Meng Chuan truly conquering Mars.

At this time, any slight disturbance could cause Meng Chuan's grand plan to be halted globally.

It was even boycotted by the entire nation.

"It was shipped in batches."

Zhan San smiled:

"The parts disguised as scientific research equipment are all inspected by our own people."

Zhan San lowered his voice and said:

"Actually, these things are not as difficult to obtain as you might imagine. American arms dealers only care about money. As long as you pay the right amount, they'll sell you anything, not just laser cannons, but even missiles."

"Of course, we didn't dare to make it too conspicuous."

Zhan San paused, then added:

"These things were originally prepared to protect the transfer station from meteor impacts. Now it seems that if some foolish person tries to cause trouble, these can also serve as a backup plan."

Zhan San's words struck a chord with Meng Chuan.

Weapons are never a justification for bullying others.

But weapons are definitely the best way to deter villains.

"Well done."

Shadow Butterfly rarely speaks, but she praised the third battle:

"With these, at least I can get a good night's sleep."

When Meng Chuan was around, Ying Die rarely spoke.

They would not easily overstep their bounds and praise someone else.

But this time she couldn't help but praise Zhan San.

Because Zhan San did what Meng Chuan did first but dared not do.

"Miss Yingdie, you flatter me. This is all I should do."

Zhan San hurriedly said.

In front of Yingdie, let alone Zhan San, the deputy hall master of the Zhan Hall.

Even Zhan Yi wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

Because Yingdie is not only Meng Chuan's martial attendant.

She is also the deputy head of the Thousand-Faced Asura Hall.

Based on this identity alone, Yingdie can be on equal footing with protectors like Prince Fu or Prince Bi.

Meng Chuan didn't speak, his fingertips tapping lightly on the control panel of the machine gun.

But a new idea popped into his mind.

"Zhan San, do you think it's feasible if we clear out a space in this dark compartment for weapons production and research?"

Meng Chuan suddenly challenged the three questions.

Zhan San was taken aback, looking at Meng Chuan with a mixture of confusion and shock:

"Weapon production and research?"

"That's right. While establishing an arms factory on Mars is a covert operation, the industrial chain is incomplete, making weapons research too difficult."

Meng Chuan solemnly said:

"But it's different here. It's closer to Earth, so parts can be transported here, and it's easier to rotate personnel."

This idea of ​​Meng Chuan's was truly a spur-of-the-moment decision.

The biggest challenge in building a factory on Mars is the inability of the supply chain to keep up.

However, the transit station is only 500 million kilometers away from Earth, making the transportation of supplies much easier.

It's at least easier than sending it directly to Mars.

With just a reasonable reason or excuse, various materials can be transported in parts and then reassembled.

As long as each checkpoint is strictly controlled and the entire operation is broken down into smaller parts, even if ordinary people discover something, they won't associate it with the arsenal.

"This... I need to discuss this with Hall Master Zhan Yi."

Zhan San dared not make the decision.

Although he is in charge here, the overall commander still has to be Zhan Yi.

"Okay, implement it as soon as possible, and keep it strictly confidential."

Meng Chuan nodded.

Some things are not urgent.

However, Meng Chuan still solemnly added:

"Moreover, it's not just about production, but also research. We'll bring over a few of the old guys from the Green Gang who know about machinery, and we'll do the research and development ourselves. The key is to develop weapons and equipment suitable for combat in space."

The matter that Zhan Yi had once told Meng Chuan made Meng Chuan feel vaguely worried.

Even if it's to guard against Earthlings' suppression of Meng Chuan, Meng Chuan also needs to prepare for the possibility of extraterrestrial life appearing in the future.

"Don't worry, Master! I will discuss it with Master Zhan Yi as soon as possible! There are a few abandoned warehouses in the Dark Chamber that we can use. If that doesn't work, we'll continue to expand."

The third battle guarantees the way.

Meng Chuan nodded and patted him on the shoulder.

He knew Zhan San's abilities; many of the weapons in Zhan Tang's arsenal were modified by him personally.

It would be most appropriate to have him lead the weapons development.

When I came out of the dark compartment, there were more people in the passageway.

Several people in white research coats pushed their equipment past, and greeted Zhan San politely when they saw him.

Her gaze swept over Meng Chuan and Ying Die, but she didn't ask any further questions.

There are often "special passengers" at the transfer station, and they have long been used to it.

"Let's go to the docking module, it's time to change trains."

Meng Chuan glanced at the time on the communicator:

"The starships for Mars should all be ready by now!"

This is a transit point, not the main purpose of Meng Chuan's trip.

Meng Chuan was already quite eager to go to Mars.

Zhan San responded and personally led them to the transfer point.

As he passed the control tower, Meng Chuan looked up at the radar on top of the tower, which was slowly rotating like a tireless eye.

This transit station is not just a stepping stone; it may also be the strongest support in the future.

Thinking of this, Meng Chuan felt much more at ease.

The new starship was smaller than the one that came with it, but it was more maneuverable.

There were only a dozen or so seats in the cabin, all reserved for these "core personnel".

Zhan San helped them fasten their seatbelts and handed them several sealed bags:

"This contains compressed food and water for the journey. There are hibernation pods on the starship; if you feel stuffy, you can sleep for a few days."

"I'll leave the transit station to you."

Meng Chuan took the sealed bag.

"Don't worry, Master!"

Zhan San nodded vigorously, as if taking an oath.

As the starship's engines started, Meng Chuan took one last look at the transit station through the porthole.

The enormous ring structure slowly rotated in space, its solar panels reflecting light like an ever-burning halo.

Zhan San stood at the docking hatch, still waving at them.

"The journey ahead will be at least 5000 million kilometers."

Yingdie leaned back in her seat, watching the transit station outside the porthole gradually shrink in size, and introduced it to Meng Chuan:

"It will take at least a month to get there, and the rest of the trip might be a bit boring."

Meng Chuan hummed in agreement and closed his eyes.

The feeling of weightlessness returned, but this time it wasn't as hard to get used to.

Moreover, because there is no gravity, the feeling of weightlessness is reduced considerably.

However, Meng Chuan did not sleep.

Instead, he was planning it in his mind.

He also longed for a future where "blue lotus" was etched all over Mars, and hoped that everything would go smoothly!