Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

”Xiao Mo, Elder Huo, let me introduce you to these two gentlemen—Vice Director Liu and Vice Director Hua from the Security Bureau,” Minister Lou introduced.

The two directors glanced at Huo Jiaming and quickly turned their attention to Lin Mo.

They had seen some videos and photos of Lin Mo on the Martial Arts Forum, but those were rather blurry. Seeing Lin Mo in person, they realized he was good-looking and very young.

Lin Mo didn’t have a good impression of either of them, figuring they were likely among the high-ranking officials who opposed him.

After a glance at Lin Mo, the two directors lost interest. In the Martial Arts World, Martial Artists admire and idolize those of great personal strength, considering them to be their idols and beliefs.

However, for an organization like the Security Bureau, individual strength is never greater than the collective, especially in a modern age dominated by nuclear power ruling over Earth. Even if Martial Artists, Magic Users, and Cultivators were incredibly powerful, who could withstand nuclear weapons? ”We’ve encountered some issues with the research on the Mystic Turtle II War Armor. Elder Huo has provided us with some core technology, but there are still problems with the armor. The materials used are too difficult to extract. The cost to produce one set of Xuanwu Battle Armor could manufacture ten fighter jets, making mass production

impossible,” Vice Director Liu said to Huo Jiaming, completely ignoring Lin Mo. In the lab, there were two mannequins dressed in tight black suits covering their entire bodies, very similar to the War Armor worn by the Iron Soul Unit. Presumably, the armor worn by the Iron Soul Unit was simply the first generation, with this second-generation War Armor being significantly more powerful.

”Let’s examine the data first,” Huo Jiaming said with furrowed brows.

”Yes, prepare the data for the experiment,” Director Lou stated.

Immediately, two Soldiers took their weapons and stood about a hundred meters away from the mannequins. They started with handgun fire, then moved on to submachine guns and machine guns for strafing, and finally used bombs and then fired at them with a Barrett heavy sniper rifle.

Lin Mo watched intently as the weapons fired at the mannequins.

Besides the Barrett heavy sniper creating a small hole, the other weapons could hardly penetrate the War Armor.

Instantly, the screen on the device held by a nearby researcher lit up, calculating the damage that various weapons could inflict on the human body, and how long the internal recovery system would take for a Soldier to regain combat capability.

”Report to the director, the performance of the Mystic Turtle II War Armor is almost three times better than the first generation. Even from a kilometer away, a Barrett heavy sniper with armor-piercing bullets wouldn’t be able to take down a Soldier,” a researcher stated.

”The second generation War Armor’s repair function allows injured Soldiers to maintain a fighting condition for half an hour.”

As various data reports came in, both Huo Jiaming and Huo Yongshi’s faces exhibited pride.

After all, the Huo Family had provided significant help in the technology of the second generation War Armor, leading to such impressive results.

Luo Yu opened her mouth slightly in shock, her pretty face also filled with astonishment.

Even Director Lou, Liu, and Hua had satisfied expressions on their faces, as the results far exceeded their expectations.

If such War Armor could be mass-produced, the strength of Huaxia would step into a new era.

”It seems that aside from the difficulty in mass production, the Mystic Turtle II’s functions have vastly exceeded my expectations,” Minister Lou remarked with a sense of wonder.

At the scene, aside from Lin Mo and Yingzi, who remained cold, everyone else showed surprised expressions.

However, seeing such advanced technology, Lin Mo also felt emotional. If a well-trained special forces Soldier wore such armor, they could contend with a Martial God Strong Person.

If they could mass-produce Martial God strong persons, it’s no wonder the Security Bureau never took Martial Artists into consideration.

”Minister Lou, if we want to solve the manufacturing difficulties, we’ll have to replace the original materials, but this will inevitably lead to significant reductions in the functions of the Mystic Turtle II,” Huo Jiaming sighed.

Hearing his words, the three high-ranking officials showed hesitancy.

They were very pleased with the performance of the Mystic Turtle II, but replacing the materials and reducing its function would be a significant loss.

Thinking this, Minister Lou looked at Lin Mo with hopeful eyes, ”Xiao Mo, do you have any way to solve this problem?”

”It’s just a minor issue,” Lin Mo said calmly, hands clasped behind his back.

The entire lab fell silent at his words.

Huo Yongshi frowned with willow leaf eyebrows and looked at him disdainfully, her cold voice saying, ”A minor issue? I think you are just boasting.” Huo Jiaming also frowned tightly and glanced at Lin Mo. In his view, Lin Mo, being so young and invited by Minister Lou to participate in such top-secret experiments, must be some kind of technological genius. However, even a genius couldn’t master such advanced technology—at least Earth would

need another fifty years to possess such cutting-edge technology. ”Young man, this isn’t a joking matter. What are your qualifications, or do you have some insights in some field? We at Lifeng Group scout global network technology talent and haven’t heard your name,” said Huo Jiaming indifferently, his tone carrying a hint of disdain—after all, this fellow had bullied his

granddaughter.

”Xiao Mo, do you have a solution?” Minister Lou asked, his face brightening with excitement.

Suddenly, Vice Director Liu shook his head and said, ”Lin Mo, although you are a Martial Artist, you likely have no understanding of technology. You don’t even know the structure of the War Armor or the materials used, yet you boldly claim you can do it?”

”Yes, the materials used in the Mystic Turtle II are very special, and extracting them requires a lot of time and money. You don’t even know what the materials are, yet you say it’s a straightforward problem. Aren’t you joking?” one of the researchers shook his head and commented.

”Indeed, without knowing what materials are used, claiming it’s a minor issue—aren’t you just bluffing?”

”Ridiculous!”

”I wonder which university you graduated from at such a young age, Harvard or Cambridge?”

Everyone felt somewhat irked by Lin Mo’s assertion. The problem they had researched for three years, and couldn’t find a solution to, was reduced to a minor issue in Lin Mo’s words. Wasn’t this indirectly calling them foolish?

”Young man, you are utterly ignorant of the vastness of the sky and the depth of the earth,” Huo Jiaming shook his head, his eyes filled with disappointment.

If Lin Mo had sought advice, understood the principles, and offered some suggestions, Huo Jiaming might have regarded him more highly. But such ’recklessness’ made him somewhat repelled.

Some people indeed have talent in a particular field, but even with talent, humility, hard work, and dedication are required to achieve success.