Chapter 396 is just a similar name.

Liu Jianguo sat in his oversized chair, his heart feeling a wave of numbness.

He felt a chill surge up his spine and straight to the back of his head.

The office was so quiet that only the faint sound of the air conditioning running remained.

He could only pray silently in his heart that no more trouble would arise.

He hoped to God that no more uncontrollable major incidents would happen.

Then, he continued to watch the livestream on the screen without blinking.

It was as if he wanted to pierce through the image with his gaze.

And just then.

In the livestream room at the Baishui City factory.

Li Jiajun looked at the bullet chat.

The dense questions appearing on the screen made him very satisfied with the current pace of interaction.

Li Jiajun spoke into the microphone in a relaxed tone:

"I see someone asking me what the name of this fire extinguishing shell is."

"That question hits the nail right on the head."

...

After saying that.

Li Jiajun stood before the camera and straightened his collar.

His face overflowed with pride in his own talent, and his eyes shimmered with the light unique to an inventor.

"Thermobaric Bomb! That's right, it's called a Thermobaric Bomb."

To make these hundreds of thousands of viewers fully understand his painstaking efforts.

He also very patiently held up the design sketch and explained the origin of the name logically:

"Think about it, everyone."

"What is the most terrifying thing about a fire? It's the high temperature!"

"Our ammunition suppresses the temperature through an explosion, and the fire naturally disappears."

"What a great name! It's simple, direct, and full of imagery!"

In fact, this domineering name was entirely Li Jiajun's own creation.

As a pure Military Novice who dealt with plastic parts all year round and only had the civilian market in his head.

He had no idea that in the real military arsenal.

There was already a world-renowned weapon called the Thermobaric Bomb.

Furthermore, that thing wasn't used for firefighting; it was a terrifying killing machine used to completely erase a target along with all the oxygen.

...

So.

When the words "Thermobaric Bomb" popped out so nonchalantly from the mouth of a toy factory director.

Then.

Everyone behind their screens was dumbfounded.

After a brief half-second of mental freezing.

Then, the livestream bullet chat instantly exploded.

All sorts of comments mixed with shock and disbelief surged forth like a tide.

Those Military Fans who knew their stuff and the lurking Military Industry Experts could no longer sit still.

They all asked:

"What kind of bomb did you say?"

"Holy crap, Main Streamer, you're freaking amazing."

"No, you said Thermobaric Bomb."

"Main Streamer, you call a Thermobaric Bomb firefighting equipment?!"

"What the hell do you mean 'suppress the temperature'!!"

...

Watching the screen fill up with his new term.

Li Jiajun held his teacup.

He saw that everyone was completely shocked by the name he had given it.

Because the bullet chat was scrolling too fast, and because he didn't have a single military bone in his body.

He didn't notice anything unusual.

Instead, he was firmly convinced that the name he had chosen was too ingenious and artistic.

This was practically the highest praise for his literary cultivation.

He set down his teacup and said with great satisfaction:

"No need to praise me so much, I just came up with it on the fly."

"I really am a genius at naming things."

"In the field of firefighting, no one should have used this type of name for fire extinguishing supplies."

...

Just as Li Jiajun was feeling smug.

The real world outside the screen was in an uproar because of those three words.

At this time.

At a certain university.

A university student living in a dormitory was watching Li Jiajun's livestream on his phone.

The light in the dorm was a bit dim.

Hearing these smug words from the young factory director.

This university student, who happened to be a veteran Military Fan, felt his eyes almost pop out of his head.

As he was eating instant noodles, his throat tightened.

"Pfft—!"

A mouthful of noodle soup with red oil was sprayed directly onto the computer screen in front of him.

The screen was instantly covered in noodle scraps and soup.

He scrambled to grab tissues from the desk to wipe it off.

He didn't even care that his clothes were stained.

He couldn't help but roar in his heart:

'In the firefighting field, indeed no one has named it that.'

'But in other fields, that's not the case!'

'This is a lethal weapon that can level an entire street!' he thought to himself.

Selling a Thermobaric Bomb as a fire extinguisher is ten thousand times more ridiculous than using a cannon to kill a mosquito!

...

Meanwhile.

In that spacious office in the Imperial Capital Military Industry Department building.

Liu Jianguo was also completely dumbfounded when he heard the name clearly coming from the speakers.

He sat dazed in his leather chair, feeling his blood pressure soar to a dangerous critical point.

He felt dizzy and his limbs went weak.

And at this moment.

His phone on the desk began to vibrate repeatedly.

Liu Jianguo.

He tapped the screen to look.

It was the person from the Provincial Fire Department procurement who had sent another WeChat:

"Director Liu, we wouldn't dare purchase this thing, would we?"

...

However.

Before Liu Jianguo could even catch his breath.

Immediately after.

The chat record at the very top of his WeChat jumped again.

The Old General had also sent a WeChat.

This time, the Old Chief didn't type; he sent a voice message directly.

Liu Jianguo swallowed hard and tapped to listen with a numb finger.

Suddenly, the Old Chief's voice, thick with suppressed emotion, came from the phone.

His voice was filled with deep confusion as he said:

"Little Liu, explain this to me."

"What is going on?"

"How did you guys end up producing a Thermobaric Bomb as a firefighting product?"

...

Hearing this.

Liu Jianguo felt like he was about to pass out.

Sweat had completely soaked the shirt underneath.

After taking two deep breaths.

His hands trembling, he struggled to type on his phone's keyboard.

He hurriedly replied:

"Well, Old General, it's just a similar name."