Chapter 130 This isn't an instruction manual, it's a martial arts manual!

It was late at night.

Inside the manager's office of the Li Family Toy Factory, the lights were still blazing.

The sound of typing on the keyboard was like dense raindrops, clattering non-stop.

Li Jiajun sat in front of the computer, his expression so focused it was as if he were watching a film by his favorite teacher.

His dark circles were quite heavy, but his eyes shone with a sacred light—the flame burning to protect the lives and safety of others.

"Big Hammer, coffee!"

Li Jiajun shouted without even turning his head.

Wang Dachui, who had long since fallen into a daze on the sofa, jumped up reflexively and handed over a cup of extra-strong coffee.

"Boss, it's already 3 AM, aren't you going to sleep?" Wang Dachui yawned, feeling dizzy as he looked at the dense text and complex engineering drawings on the screen.

"Sleep? How can I sleep!"

Li Jiajun took a big gulp of the bitter coffee without even frowning, and said in a serious tone:

"The client has entrusted their life to us; what a great trust this is! That Buyer ID, although the name is a bit strange, their pursuit of safety is sincere! I must be responsible for them!"

He pointed at the document he was editing on the screen, activated his signature voice-over snark mode, and muttered to the air:

"These days, clients with such safety awareness are rarer than giant pandas. If I don't list all the ways to court death that I can think of, and one of his workers has a brain fart and actually blows up the gas canisters, wouldn't my 'absolutely safe' brand be ruined? For the sake of this brand, and for this conscientious price of ten thousand per unit, I'll give it my all..."

After speaking, he placed his hands back on the keyboard and his fingers flew.

The title of the document boldly displayed a line of thick, capitalized text: "jia an no. 1 Dangerous Operations and Modification Prohibition White Paper".

As Li Jiajun typed, he muttered to himself, as if performing some kind of sacred prayer:

"First is the valve. This three-stage pressure relief valve is the essence of my design, but it's also the place most prone to misuse."

He inserted a cross-sectional view of the valve interface into the document and marked it with eye-catching red text:

【Warning 1: Prohibited Items Regarding the Valve Exhaust Port】

【It is strictly prohibited to use the XX model high-temperature argon arc welding gun to perform circular surfacing on the diffusion port at the end of the valve! Absolutely prohibited!】

【Reason: If surfacing is performed here, it will artificially create a convergent-divergent pipe structure (i.e., a simple de Laval nozzle). Once the high-pressure gas inside passes through this structure, its flow rate will be instantly accelerated to over three times the speed of sound! This will generate a massive reaction force, causing the gas canisters to become an uncontrollable flying object! Extremely dangerous!】

After typing this, Li Jiajun nodded with satisfaction.

'It's written in such detail, with the welding gun model and consequences all clearly stated, they should know to be afraid now, right?'

Immediately after, he thought of the "potassium nitrate and sugar" question the client had asked earlier.

"That's an even more heavyweight way to court death, it must be highlighted!"

He started a new line and typed the second prohibition:

【Warning 2: Prohibited Items Regarding Fillings】

【It is strictly prohibited to fill the interior of the gas canisters with any form of oxidant and reductant mixture! Especially potassium nitrate (KNO3) and white sugar (C12H22O11)!】

【Special Warning: It is absolutely prohibited to mix and hot-pour at a mass ratio of 7:3! Because this ratio is the critical point where the combustion efficiency of this mixture is highest!】

【Reason: If the aforementioned mixture is filled into a gas canister with a hexagonal lattice inner wall reinforcement structure, once ignited, the combustion gas produced will not be able to burst the canister (due to the canister's excessively high strength) and will be forced to eject at high speed from the valve. At this point, the gas canister will reach maximum speed within 3 seconds and produce a tail flame over ten meters long! This is no longer a gas canister; this is a mobile crematorium! Remember! Remember!】

After writing this, Li Jiajun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It was too terrifying.

Just thinking about the scene made his scalp tingle.

"And... and structural issues."

Li Jiajun remembered the bottom bracket interface designed to prevent the gas canisters from rolling.

【Warning 3...】

【Ultimate Warning: Prohibited Items Regarding the Bottom Interface】

【It is strictly prohibited to weld or screw any steel pipe longer than 1.5 meters into the reserved threaded port at the bottom of the gas canister!】

【Reason: Although this looks like a handle, during high-speed movement, this steel pipe will act like a stabilizer fin, causing the gas canister to maintain a straight trajectory during uncontrolled flight, hitting exactly where it's pointed! This will greatly increase the damage range and accuracy of accidents! Absolutely prohibited!】

He rambled on for over fifty pages, included over thirty diagrams, and even wrote in how to extinguish a fire if it were accidentally ignited (though in reality, it couldn't be extinguished at all).

He kept busy until dawn, when the east began to turn pale.

"Whew..."

Li Jiajun let out a long breath, clicked save, and generated an encrypted PDF file.

"Perfect."

He looked at this masterpiece that had condensed his hard work, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Big Hammer, did you see that? This is professionalism! This is service!"

Li Jiajun dragged the file into the chat box, clicked send, and while stretching, said, "With this manual, as long as they aren't intentionally courting death, this batch of gas canisters will be the safest in the world!"

"Boss is brilliant!" Wang Dachui chimed in at the right moment with some flattery.

Meanwhile.

Thousands of miles away, in the Middle East region.

Although there was a time difference, Hassan and his core team had no intention of sleeping.

They guarded the computer, their eyes red from staying up, just like gamblers waiting for the lottery results.

"Ding-dong!"

A crisp notification sound broke the quiet atmosphere of the underground bunker.

"It's here! Mr. Li's file is here!"

The technician in charge of the computer shouted excitedly and clicked receive in a flurry.

The file transfer progress bar moved rapidly.

Ten percent... fifty percent... one hundred percent.

Hassan stood up abruptly, leaned toward the screen, breathing rapidly: "Quick! Open it! Let's see what guidance Mr. Li has given us!"

The technician, with trembling hands, double-clicked to open the file titled "jia an no. 1 Dangerous Operations and Modification Prohibition White Paper".

On the screen, dense Chinese text and detailed engineering drawings came into view.

Most of the people present could not read Chinese and could only look anxiously at the technician who had studied abroad and was proficient in Chinese.

"Read! Read it quickly!" Hassan urged.

The technician pushed up his glasses and began to translate word by word.

At first, his voice was relatively calm.

But as he read further, looking at those shocking warnings, looking at those prohibited parameters precise to the decimal point, the technician's voice began to tremble, his eyes widened, and fine beads of sweat seeped out on his forehead.

"Strictly prohibited... welding into a de Laval nozzle... otherwise the speed will exceed three times the speed of sound..."

"Strictly prohibited... mixing potassium nitrate and white sugar in a 7 to 3 ratio... otherwise it will become a high-energy propellant..."

"Strictly prohibited... attaching steel pipes... otherwise it will possess a precise trajectory..."

"Strictly prohibited..."

By the end, the technician's voice carried a hint of sobbing; that wasn't fear, it was the madness of extreme excitement.

The entire underground bunker fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the drawings on the screen.

Was that a warning?

No.

In their eyes, that was the Bible of truth! It was the ladder to victory!

"Allah be above..."

The technician turned around abruptly, fell to his knees in front of Hassan with a thud, clutching the printed pages tightly, tears streaming down his face:

"Leader... this... how is this a dangerous operations manual?"

"This is clearly a martial arts secret manual that teaches us hand-in-hand how to build rocket launchers!"

"Mr. Li... he is too great! He thought of everything! He even calculated the fuel formula ratio for us to the extreme! As long as we do the opposite, this will be the most powerful individual weapon in the world!"

After hearing this, Hassan felt as if he had been struck by an electric current, his whole body tingling.

He looked at the cartoon bear logo on the screen, his eyes flashing with a fanatical light, as if he were seeing a deity.

"I knew it... I knew it..."

Hassan muttered to himself, his voice becoming hoarse from excitement, "Mr. Li is our friend! He is supporting our righteous cause in such a subtle way!"

"This is a hint! This is the mysterious wisdom from the East!"

He waved his fist violently and roared at the group of officers who were also eyeing the screen with green-lit eyes:

"Did you all hear that? This is a martial arts secret manual!"

"Pass on my order! Immediately establish a special task force codenamed 'Kitchen Revolution'!"

"Follow Mr. Li's manual, and do the exact opposite for me! Even if we have to buy up all the white sugar, we must turn these jia an no. 1 into Jia An Rockets!"

"Yes!"

The roar of the crowd made the underground bunker hum.

A modification campaign, named for safety but actually for destruction, officially began under the guidance of this white paper.

And far away in the Eastern Country, Li Jiajun had just contentedly crawled into bed, dreaming of world peace and everyone being safe, completely unaware of what kind of wild beasts he had just personally unleashed.