Chapter 140 This isn't heating, it's an ignition system!

"What the..."

The curse that was on the tip of Engineer Qian's tongue was forcibly distorted by the terrifying data before his eyes, eventually transforming into a warped scream:

"This is absolutely not some simple heater!"

He jerked his head up, and his old eyes, which were originally filled with scholarly air, now held a trace of terror.

He stared intently at the rising temperature curve on the screen, his finger trembling as he pointed at the structure that Li Jiajun called a micro-circulation heating system, his voice becoming hoarse from excessive agitation:

"General Manager Liu! Look at this energy output curve!"

"And this coil layout! As long as there is enough power, it can instantly generate a high-energy heat flow, igniting the solid matter pressed against the inner wall!"

Engineer Qian panted heavily, turned around, looked at Li Jiajun with the eyes of someone looking at a terrorist, and roared:

"This is clearly a perfect electronic ignition system that can be remotely controlled via electrical signals, specifically designed to instantly ignite solid fuel!"

"As long as you fill this canister with propellant, connect the power, and press the switch, it can ignite and take off instantly! This thing comes with an igniter straight from the factory! This is not a gas canister at all! This is a solid rocket engine that can be launched immediately once the fuel is loaded!"

These words were like detonating a shock bomb in the warehouse.

All the Experts present, including Liu Jianguo, felt their heads buzzing.

A solid rocket engine?

And the kind that comes with an ignition system, lattice armor, and a Laval nozzle valve?

How is this selling gas canisters?

This is clearly selling first-stage boosters for missiles on the street!

"Li... Little Li..."

Liu Jianguo clutched his chest, feeling as though the quick-acting heart-saving pills he had just taken weren't enough to suppress his condition.

He pointed at the canister with its base dismantled, his fingers trembling, "You... you explain this to me! What kind of decent person adds this kind of heating function to a gas canister? Aren't you afraid of an explosion? Is this safe? Huh? Is this safe!"

Facing everyone's questioning and those terrified gazes, Li Jiajun appeared unusually calm.

He even seemed a bit aggrieved.

He spread his hands, wearing an expression that said "why are you guys so difficult to please," and subconsciously activated his iconic voice-over rant mode, muttering to the air:

"Sigh, it's really hard to make products these days... I was just thinking about giving customers an ultimate experience, letting them use gas in one second even in winter, so how did that become building missiles? Do these Experts have persecution mania? They see everything as a weapon; they even think a heating rod is an igniter. Their psychological resilience is just too poor..."

Hearing this muttering, Engineer Qian was so angry he almost dropped the multimeter in his hand.

"You're still quibbling!"

Engineer Qian roared, "Ultimate experience? Whose gas canister needs one-second ignition? Are you doing this for cooking? You're doing this to start a fire!"

"Hey, hey, hey, old comrade, watch your manners."

Li Jiajun waved his hand and defended himself with a righteous face, "This is called flash-charging gasification technology! Do you understand? It's just like fast charging for mobile phones; in all martial arts, only speed is unbreakable! Only when it's fast enough will the gas not freeze!"

"As for whether it's safe..."

Li Jiajun scratched his head, looking at the device that really did look a bit like an ignition coil, feeling a little guilty inside.

'Indeed, this thing's power is a bit high. If the customer operates it improperly, or if the circuit shorts, it really could ignite the canister.'

This thought emerged in his mind.

But!

As a conscientious entrepreneur, and as a man who always has "absolute safety" on his lips, how could he admit that his design had flaws?

Absolutely not!

Li Jiajun rolled his eyes, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck.

He thought of a brilliant solution, full of Eastern Country traditional wisdom.

"Um... Uncle Liu, Experts, listen to me."

Li Jiajun cleared his throat and said with a sincere expression, "I know you are worried about accidental triggering and safety issues. Actually, I have already considered this problem."

"Since everyone thinks the hardware is too aggressive, we can make up for it with the software..."

As he spoke, he pulled a stack of red stickers that looked like freebies from his pocket.

That was the stock he had previously printed to put on the elderly joy.

He walked forward and, with the most solemn posture of his life, placed a red sticker with gold lettering squarely on the side of the heated gas canister.

On the sticker, four large characters were clearly written—

【Safe Travels】

After sticking it on, Li Jiajun clapped his hands in satisfaction, stepped back, pointed at the four characters, and with an expression that said "now you can rest assured," spoke to the dumbfounded crowd:

"Look, with 'Safe Travels' stuck on this gas canister, even if it wants to explode, the King of Hell wouldn't dare to take it! This is a top-tier safety measure verified by high monks... *ahem*, verified by the market! It's all about psychological comfort; no deception!"

Silence.

The entire warehouse once again fell into an eerie silence.

Liu Jianguo stared blankly at the thing that was essentially a rocket engine with a 'Safe Travels' sticker on it, feeling as if his intelligence was being rubbed on the floor.

Engineer Qian opened his mouth wide, his jaw almost dropping to the floor.

Even Elder Zhao, who was standing nearby, forgot to push up his glasses as they slid down to the bridge of his nose.

What the...

Is this something a human would do?

Putting 'Safe Travels' on such a flammable and explosive item?

"Li! Jia! Jun!"

Liu Jianguo finally exploded.

He took a deep breath, let out a roar, and pointed at Li Jiajun's nose, his fingers trembling:

"You're still spouting nonsense here? Do you think this is an elderly joy? You think a 'Safe Travels' sticker counts as a safety measure?!"

elderly joy: What the hell does this have to do with me?

At this moment, a world where only the elderly joy was hurt had been achieved.