Chapter 279 Fishing Rods are Made

Baishui City, Li Family Toy Factory, new factory area.

Li Jiajun turned around and looked at the requirements document on his desk, which he had thoroughly conquered and battered.

A gleam flickered in his eyes.

"Since the technology is all ready, then... let's get to work!"

Over the next few days, Li Jiajun seemed to transform into a tireless perpetual motion machine.

He took Wang Dachui and those few trusted technical backbones transferred from the old factory area and dove headfirst into the new workshop.

"Renovate the production line!"

Although this place was originally an abandoned small machinery factory with very old equipment.

But under Li Jiajun's "Heaven-Defying Comprehension" modifications, combined with the precision machining experience he had accumulated from the previous "sky rocket" project.

This production line soon underwent a complete transformation.

A few days later.

"Zzz— zzz—"

As the last screw was tightened, the lights in the entire workshop suddenly turned on.

An automated production line full of cyberpunk style lay quietly in the center of the workshop, like a steel dragon poised to strike.

"Start!" Li Jiajun pressed the start button.

Rumble! The mechanical arms began to dance, and the precision spraying equipment began to spew nano-clouds.

Black carbon fiber tubes, processed through a special weaving technique, flowed slowly along the conveyor belt.

They first underwent a high-temperature ceramic "Maillard reaction" treatment, forming a hard, heat-resistant, black glossy protective film on the surface.

Immediately after, they underwent a micro-nano dual-structure hydrophobic coating spray.

Finally, at the end of the production line, the rod bodies of the first batch of finished Fishing Rods slowly came off the line.

Li Jiajun stepped forward and picked up a rod tip that had just finished cooling.

Even under the dim workshop lights, the rod body still exuded a mesmerizing, deep metallic luster.

Looking closely, a fine spiral pattern could be faintly seen on the surface of the rod body.

That was the unique mark left by the [Spider Web Biomimetic Spiral Weaving Technology].

This pattern was not only beautiful but also exuded an industrial violence aesthetic full of power.

"Perfect." Li Jiajun flicked his wrist gently.

The rod tip instantly sprang up, then sliced through the air with a sharp whistling sound, immediately coming to a halt without the slightest unnecessary wobbling.

This backbone strength is incredible!

"Big Hammer, what do you think?" Li Jiajun turned his head to look at Wang Dachui standing to the side.

Wang Dachui was currently standing with his mouth wide open, staring blankly at the "stick" in his boss's hand.

As someone who had seen that "perverted requirements document," he certainly knew what terrifying level of technology was contained within this seemingly inconspicuous Fishing Rod.

"Factory Director..." "Is this thing... really just used for fishing?"

Wang Dachui swallowed his saliva, feeling like his boss was up to no good again.

"Nonsense!" Li Jiajun rolled his eyes at him. "What else would it be for if not fishing? Should I use it as a Golden Staff?"

"Hurry up, box it up, pack it!"

Just as production was in full swing and the first batch of "jiajun brand Super Fishing Rods" was about to be assembled, "Ding-dong." Li Jiajun's mobile phone on the workbench rang.

He picked it up to look. WeChat message. Sender: Highest Good is Like Water (Uncle Liu). ["Xiao Li, how have things been these past few days? Is there any progress on the Fishing Rod project? You haven't run out of ideas yet, have you?"]

Seeing this message, Li Jiajun's originally excited expression instantly subsided a bit. He vigilantly looked around, as if Liu Jianguo's "evil aura" could crawl over through the internet cable.

'This old guy, he really came at the perfect time.' 'No, I absolutely cannot let him know that I've already finished it.' 'If he finds out this Fishing Rod is so awesome, he'll start having crooked ideas again.'

To protect his "absolutely pure, absolutely civilian" project, Li Jiajun decided to continue implementing his "Strategic Deception Bureau."

His fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, and he replied skillfully: ["Not yet, Uncle Liu. It's too difficult. These past few days I've been thinking until I'm almost bald, and I still have no clue. It's a headache."]

After sending this WeChat message, Li Jiajun stuffed his phone into his pocket, and a smug smile appeared on his face again. "Hehe, as long as I cry poor miserably enough, you won't be able to requisition me."

Immediately after, he sat back down in front of the computer and clicked on the flashing QQ icon. He switched to the dialog box named "Seasoned Old Angler."

One must treat Uncle Liu with the merciless cold of winter, but for this soulmate, one must be as warm as spring!

Li Jiajun picked up his phone and took a high-definition video of the running production line, especially those few Fishing Rods that had just been assembled and were emitting a dark golden shimmer. Then, he clicked send.

[Fishing Rod Manufacturer: Brother! Production has started!] [Fishing Rod Manufacturer: Look at this production line, professional enough, right?] [Fishing Rod Manufacturer: This is the rod with the parameters you wanted. The first batch is already out. Does it look okay?]

Meanwhile, in the capital, Liu Jianguo's office. Liu Jianguo was holding a thermos cup, looking at the words "Not yet, headache" sent by Li Jiajun on WeChat.

"Phew..." He let out a long sigh of relief, and a gratified smile like an old father appeared on his face. "No clues is good." "It shows that this kid is still struggling within normal scientific research patterns." "As long as he is still struggling, it is safe."

Liu Jianguo felt that he could finally rest easy for this period. This Fishing Rod project was indeed the right choice; it both consumed the kid's energy and wouldn't stir up any big news.

In a great mood, he habitually shifted his gaze to the computer screen, where his QQ was logged in. "Beep-beep-beep." The avatar labeled "Fishing Rod Manufacturer" began to jump. Liu Jianguo's mouth curled upward. "Oh, looks like this little manufacturer is quite diligent."

He clicked open the dialog box. A video automatically loaded and played. Liu Jianguo had originally intended to watch it with a relaxed mindset of "inspecting a junior's practice work."

However, when the video screen clearly appeared before his eyes, "Pfft—!" The mouthful of hot tea he had just drunk sprayed directly onto the screen.

Liu Jianguo couldn't bother to wipe his mouth; his eyes were wide round, and he was completely dumbfounded. In the video, that was no small workshop manual workbench! That was clearly an automated assembly line full of high-tech texture!

The mechanical arms danced precisely, and the laser alignment instrument flashed with red light. And what shocked him the most were the few Fishing Rods shown in the video close-up. They were pitch black, yet emitted a faint cold light. That unique texture... that quality that seemed to be able to absorb light...

As an old leader in the military industry sector, although Liu Jianguo didn't work in front-line technology, he had seen plenty of good things! The appearance of this thing looked exactly like those top-tier composite materials that could only be seen in top-secret laboratories!

"This..." "Is this a Fishing Rod??" Liu Jianguo stared blankly at the screen, feeling his worldview receiving an unprecedented shock.

Immediately after, he saw the sentence sent by the other party: ["I'll send you one once production is done; it's made exactly according to your requirements."]

"Made according to my requirements..." Liu Jianguo's brain buzzed. He remembered the data he had spouted when bragging that day. T1100-grade strength... 300 GPa modulus... 200-degree heat resistance...

If the other party wasn't lying, if this Fishing Rod, which looked so bizarre, was really made according to these standards... then what did this mean? It meant that this "little manufacturer" who called him brother on QQ had actually managed to churn out the top-tier strategic material that the national team dreamed of, right there in a dilapidated civilian factory!

"Impossible!" "Absolutely impossible!" Liu Jianguo shook his head violently, trying to shake off this crazy thought. "It must be just for looks!" "It must just be a layer of paint to make it look good!" "How could civilian technical accumulation be this awesome?"

While he was frantically denying it in his heart, he couldn't control himself from staring at that Fishing Rod. That internal conflict, that suspicion, that faint expectation... made his heartbeat start to accelerate.