Chapter 100 This warlord is pretty trendy, he even uses commas.

In the days after sending the hardcore Punk Elder and his vehicle away, Li Jiajun's mood could be described as quite good.

The factory's sales backend data showed that once the black tortoise was launched, it immediately caused quite a stir in the nationwide market for the elderly. Those grandpas and grandmas who had long been tormented by ordinary elderly joy vehicles, upon seeing the solid materials and the "absolute safety" promotion of the black tortoise, opened their wallets generously.

Especially the basic version of the black tortoise; orders flew in like snowflakes. In just a few short days, hundreds had been sold, bringing considerable cash flow to the factory. Li Jiajun looked at the rising numbers on the report, a gratified smile appearing on his face, feeling that his transformation this time was truly wise.

However, when he clicked on the sales data for the top-tier version, the smile on his face froze.

In the sales record column, there lay a lonely record.

Purchaser: An unwilling-to-be-named hardcore Punk Elder.

Quantity: 1.

Other than that, no one else had shown interest.

Li Jiajun looked at this record, then looked at the mountain of special material inventory he had prepared for the top-tier version, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

With a dark face, he once again activated his unconscious voice-over grumbling mode, muttering to the empty office:

"Sigh, these grandpas and grandmas really don't know quality when they see it. All they know is to look for cheap deals and buy the basic version; they don't understand the gold content of the extreme safety in my top-tier version at all!"

"Multi-layer composite armor, Van der Waals force tires, ultra-large capacity energy blocks... Such good stuff, and nobody recognizes its value? This is simply an insult to my 'safety first' design philosophy! The world is not what it used to be, the world is not what it used to be..."

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Just as Li Jiajun was feeling frustrated because his top-tier goods were ignored, thousands of miles away, in the Sanbianpo region on the southwest border, a grand bonfire banquet was being held in a heavily guarded mountain stronghold.

This was the lair of the warlord Kun Sha.

This warlord known for his ruthlessness in the Sanbianpo region was acting uncharacteristically at this moment, wearing an enthusiastic smile on his face as he personally poured wine for a special guest beside him.

This guest was none other than the Punk Elder, Zhao Dezhu, who had accidentally driven the black tortoise into this place a few days ago.

Kun Sha looked at this Eastern Country old man before him, who, despite being a prisoner, still sat with his legs crossed and a look of disdain on his face. He felt more and more that this person had a significant background. Not to mention that divine vehicle, which he kept in the garage and had people wipe down three times a day.

That vehicle—he had his most knowledgeable technician take it apart for half a day, but in the end, they couldn't even pry off a single armor plate. That level of sturdiness was simply unheard of.

"Elder Zhao," Kun Sha said politely in his broken Chinese, "Your vehicle is truly a divine object! It must come from a top-tier military factory in the Eastern Country, right?"

Zhao Dezhu, flushed from drinking, curled his lips in disdain upon hearing this. As the world's first top-tier user of the black tortoise, he was filled with a unique sense of superiority. Stimulated by alcohol, his true nature as a boastful old-timer was completely exposed.

He slammed his wine bowl onto the table, hiccuped, and boasted incoherently:

"Military factory? What military factory? Your perspective is too small!"

"Let me tell you! This car was built by a young guy at a place called Li Family Toy Factory in our Eastern Country! Toys! Understand? The kind made for kids to play with!"

"Toys?" Kun Sha and his subordinates looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Don't believe me?" Zhao Dezhu, seeing their expressions, got even more excited. He wobbled as he stood up, patted his chest, and slurred, "You... you bunch of bumpkins, you have no vision! Let me tell you, go to an app called TikTok, search for a person named Factory Director Li, and you'll find his shop! This car of mine is just the most ordinary model he has! There are plenty of things even more powerful than this!"

"TikTok? Factory Director Li?"

Kun Sha paused; he felt like he had heard this term somewhere before. He gave a look to his subordinate.

A younger, sharper-looking lackey immediately understood and pulled a smartphone that used satellite signals to access the internet from his pocket. In this place where signal was more expensive than gold, anyone who could use this gadget was one of Kun Sha's trusted aides.

The lackey fiddled with it for a long time, and under Zhao Dezhu's drunken, enthusiastic guidance, finally found the app and entered the four characters "Factory Director Li".

The moment the search results popped up, the lackey's eyes went wide.

"General... found it... really found it!" he shouted with a trembling voice.

Kun Sha snatched the phone and leaned in.

On the screen, a shop homepage with a banner reading "Li Family Toy Factory, only brings happiness, never brings trouble" was clearly displayed before his eyes.

In the shop window, that black tortoise he had been obsessing over was prominently listed, with the product name written as — 【black tortoise No. 1 All-Terrain Smart Scooter (For the Elderly)】.

The price, parameters, and model were all there.

Kun Sha's fingers trembled as he scrolled down, seeing the comment section below the product.

"Streamer, can this thing go on the battlefield? It looks fiercer than our armored vehicles!"

"I've already placed an order, getting ready to drive it to conquer our residential compound's wet market!"

"Brother above, my big brother Hassan asks you, does this car have a desert camouflage version? He wants to buy a batch to go back and do performance art!"

"Streamer, this car of yours is too expensive! The basic version Old Man Wang next door bought is also pretty good to drive!"

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Looking at these varied, ridiculous comments, and then looking at that bright, obvious "Buy Now" button, Kun Sha felt his worldview receive a violent shock.

He had always thought that such a divine vehicle with power comparable to military armor must be the top secret of some great nation, a national treasure that money couldn't buy.

But now, reality told him that this thing... was actually a product with a clear price tag that could be ordered online at will...

Kun Sha's breathing became rapid. In his eyes, which had licked blood from the edge of a blade for half his life and had long been as still as an ancient well, there now burst forth a kind of unprecedented fanaticism.

A thought grew wildly in his mind.

'Since I can buy one...'

'Then why can't I buy a whole bunch and equip them for my army?'