Chapter 173 Li Jiajun: I thought Uncle Liu was just bragging.

Baishui City, Li Family Toy Factory, manager's office.

Li Jiajun was in a bad mood.

Ever since he was dubbed a "Militia General" by the entire internet after his last livestream, he felt that no matter what he did, people would view him through tinted glasses.

Even when he went to buy a pancake, the vendor would cautiously ask him if he wanted spicy strips or gunpowder added.

"This is a disaster."

Li Jiajun slumped in his chair.

Transformation.

A transformation was necessary.

He had to create a product that was absolutely safe, absolutely civilian, and absolutely flawless to wash away the injustice he was suffering.

But what should he build?

Just as he was bored and preparing to open Minesweeper to kill time, "Ding-dong!"

A notification popped up in the bottom right corner of his computer.

It was a file transfer request.

The sender's avatar was a landscape photo with a waving red flag, and the note said 【Uncle Liu】.

Li Jiajun froze, then sat up straight, his eyes lighting up instantly.

"Uncle Liu?!"

"Oh! I knew Uncle Liu had me in his heart!" He completely forgot how he had been badmouthing the other party just because Uncle Liu hadn't answered his call earlier.

He was so excited he almost slapped his thigh, "Before, he said he would definitely find me a job that was absolutely legal, and I thought he was bluffing, but now the plan is actually here?"

"This is efficiency! This is reliability!"

Li Jiajun muttered happily while clicking to accept.

The file wasn't large; it finished transferring in a few seconds.

The filename was a string of letters and numbers, looking very professional.

Li Jiajun opened the document with anticipation.

The first thing that caught his eye was the bold, black text on the first page.

【Technical Specifications and Functional Requirements for Quadruped Bionic Robot】

"Quadruped robot?"

Li Jiajun blinked, staring at the words on the screen, his mouth gradually curling up until it reached his ears.

"Brilliant!"

He slapped the table, stood up excitedly, and paced back and forth in the office.

"Uncle Liu is truly a leader with great foresight! This idea is perfect!"

"In this society, everyone is under a lot of pressure and wants to raise a pet to relieve boredom. But raising a real dog means having to scoop poop, walk it, and worry about shedding and biting."

"But a robot dog is different!"

"No need to scoop poop, no need to feed it, it's obedient and sensible, and it can even watch the house!"

"Most importantly, this thing is safe! It's just a pile of metal and wires; surely you can't take it to war, right?"

...

Li Jiajun thought the more he thought about it, the more promising this project seemed. It was a masterpiece of "whitewashing" tailored specifically for him.

He sat back down in front of the computer and began to carefully study the parameter document, which he considered a "civilian product guide."

As he read, he mentally translated and interpreted it in the style of the Li Family Toy Factory.

The screen read:

【Power System Requirements: Equipped with high torque density micro-servo motors, explosive power must be sufficient for instantaneous leaps of over 3 meters, and it must have the capability for sustained load-bearing of 80 kg during mountain marches.】

Li Jiajun rubbed his chin and nodded repeatedly:

'Hmm, Uncle Liu is very thoughtful. This must take into account the current living environment where many old residential buildings don't have elevators.'

'It's good to have strong legs!'

'That way, the robot dog can help elderly people with limited mobility carry rice, flour, and barrels of oil up to the sixth floor without any effort!'

'This is technology changing lives, this is caring for the elderly!'

He continued reading.

The screen read:

【Balance System Requirements: All-terrain dynamic balance algorithm, must maintain absolute stability of the fuselage when subjected to lateral impact, explosive shockwaves, or rugged terrain, ensuring the fire control system does not shift.】

Li Jiajun was speechless. Uncle Liu's writing style was a bit exaggerated; even explosive shockwaves were mentioned.

But he quickly grasped the true meaning.

'I get it.' A thought surfaced in his mind.

'This is mainly for anti-slip and anti-fall.'

'Think about it, if it snows in winter, or if the floor at home has just been mopped, and the dog can't walk steadily, wouldn't that cause trouble for the owner?'

'And, what if the dog is delivering hot soup to the owner and falls? Wouldn't that scald someone?'

'So, it must be stable! Even on a kitchen floor covered in oil, it must be able to walk as if it were on flat ground!'

Li Jiajun gave Uncle Liu a mental thumbs-up and continued flipping through.

The screen read:

【Protection System Requirements: The shell must use high-strength carbon fiber and ceramic composite armor, capable of resisting direct hits from 7.62mm caliber bullets and grenade shrapnel.】

Seeing this, Li Jiajun didn't feel anything was wrong; instead, he was even more moved.

"This is so thoughtful!"

He exclaimed, "Uncle Liu must have thought about the children today, those unruly kids, who have such destructive power!"

"Ordinary plastic toys fall apart in the hands of unruly kids within three days."

"To ensure this dog can withstand being ridden, beaten, and even kicked down the stairs by unruly kids, it must use the strongest materials!"

"This is quality! This is conscience!"

Li Jiajun felt he had completely grasped the spiritual core of this document.

This was a great product for home, companionship, carrying things, and being durable!

He had even thought of a name for the product.

Since it was for watching the house, it needed a grounded, auspicious name.

Never mind, he couldn't think of one right away. Then, he continued reading.

However, when he reached the last page of the document and saw a detailed structural diagram, his brows furrowed slightly.

On the drawing, on the back of the robot dog, there was a clearly marked slot, rectangular, with a standard interface.

The technical description next to it read: 【Standard Picatinny rail interface and power data bus, for mounting various modules.】

Of course, Li Jiajun was a military novice; he had no idea what a Picatinny rail was.

He just stared at the slot, pondering.

"What is this slot for?"

He scratched his head, brought his face close to the screen, and scrutinized the size and shape of the interface.

'This shape looks a bit familiar.'

He searched his mind for common items in daily life, trying to find something that matched this size.

Suddenly.

His gaze fell on the supermarket shopping basket in the corner of the office used for miscellaneous items.

The latch of that shopping basket was exactly the same as the interface on the screen!

"Oh!"

Li Jiajun slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing.

"I get it! I completely get it!"

"This slot is for attaching a shopping basket!"

His eyes sparkled as he analyzed it to himself:

"Think about it, since this dog can carry eighty kilograms, it must be able to take on the task of helping the owner go to the supermarket to buy groceries!"

"If you just let it hold the bag in its mouth, isn't that unhygienic? And it's not stable either."

"So, Uncle Liu specially designed this standardized slot!"

"Just click the supermarket shopping basket onto it, 'click,' and it's locked!"

"Then, the dog can carry a full basket of eggs, vegetables, and green onions, and run home steadily!"

"Even, this interface has a power supply function, so does that mean it could carry an insulated box later? It could even deliver takeout!"

Li Jiajun thought the design was ingenious, full of care for the details of people's livelihood.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

He gave a thumbs-up to the document on the screen, and his admiration for Liu Jianguo welled up in his heart.

"As expected of someone who works on major engineering projects, even such a small matter as grocery shopping is considered so comprehensively."

At this point, his entire concept for the civilian robot dog had taken shape in his mind.

Not a hint of doubt.

Not a trace of hesitation.

He was convinced that as long as he built this thing, it would definitely become a hit, and it would be absolutely safe; absolutely no one would ever be able to associate it with the word "arms" again.

Who would use weapons to carry a shopping basket to buy green onions?

"Start working! Start working immediately!"

Li Jiajun was full of energy and couldn't wait to rush into the workshop and hand-craft the parts himself.

He felt that he had finally embarked on the right path this time, and a bright future was beckoning him.

...

Just as Li Jiajun was excited about his "absolutely safe new project" and preparing to go all out.

The scene shifted.

Li Family Toy Factory, manager's office.

At this time, Wang Dachui, the factory's chief housekeeper, was slumped in his chair, his chubby face full of sorrow and terror.

He held his head with both hands, occasionally pulling at his already thinning hair, sighing incessantly.

"Sigh."

"What should I do now."

If it were normal times, seeing his boss so happy, he would have rushed over to flatter him.

But today, he didn't even have the strength to move.

There was no other reason.

Just a few days ago, he received a strange international long-distance call.

The person on the other end of the phone said they wanted to buy weapons from him, and then he...