Chapter 26

The anxiety brought by that cold notification from the neighborhood office.

Hadn't even warmed up in "Tie Lang Gong Fang" before it was completely blown away by Wang Hao's phone call.

"Brother Feng, I just told my dad we're going over after cleaning up today."

"My dad said the warehouse in the factory has been cleaned up and welcomes us to move in anytime."

The last stone hanging in Feng Yan's heart finally landed with a "clatter."

Replaced by the ecstasy of soon possessing a "legal demolition base."

He looked around at the warehouse filled with the smell of solder, the aroma of instant noodles, and "black technology" parts, and waved his hand:

"Brothers! What are you waiting for? Pack up your belongings, we're going to the countryside... uh, moving into the new R&D base!"

Moving is simple to say.

But when your belongings include an exoskeleton, a robot dog, a pile of laser equipment, and several "flammable and explosive items."

The process becomes exceptionally abstract.

【In the Tie Lang Gong Fang exclusive WeChat group (Core Backbone Edition)】

【Feng Yan: @All members Emergency mobilization! Strategic transfer to Old Wang's 'revolutionary base'!】

【Feng Yan: @Wang Hao Old Wang, you are responsible for calculating the extra packing materials needed, boxes, foam, tape, count on the high side!】

【Wang Hao: Order received! Brother Feng, have you contacted the vehicles? Our pile of treasures, a small van won't be enough, need something that can hold it!】

【Li Yang: Preliminary list of core equipment and volume/weight estimation completed. Data sent to the group. Need a truck with at least 1.5 tons capacity and a box length of over 3 meters.】

【Chen Guang: @Wang Hao Old Wang, when purchasing, please pay special attention to buying internal cushioning materials; my optical lenses and laser emitters need high-level anti-vibration treatment.】

(Attached a rigorous table listing the types and quantities of cushioning materials needed)

【Wang Hao:... Guang, those who know will think we're moving, those who don't will think you're doing aerospace-grade protection for lenses!】

【Wang Hao: Don't worry, leave it to me, I guarantee to wrap them tighter than your dormitory quilt! (Attached a "Packing is my profession" meme)】

【Feng Yan: @Wang Hao Stop joking! Hurry up, split up! I'll contact the truck, you two go shopping, Old Li stay behind to watch the house and continue organizing! Move fast, look cool!】

Before long, only Li Yang and Feng Yan were left in the warehouse.

Li Yang continued the delicate disassembly and packaging of his "Iron Wolf" exoskeleton.

Every interface was sealed with anti-static bags and labeled with handwritten tags, the content detailed to an outrageous degree.

Feng Yan looked at his focused profile and couldn't help but complain internally:

'Good guy, Old Li isn't packing a mech, he's packing precision instruments about to be sent into a sterile room, right?'

'This level of rigor is even more exaggerated than my report materials.'

And the shopping combination of Wang Hao and Chen Guang staged a wonderful "contrast cuteness."

Wang Hao, relying on his experience as the young master of his family's fireworks factory.

Knew the cost-performance ratio of various packaging materials like the back of his hand, bargaining wildly in the wholesale market.

Chen Guang followed behind him, pushing the shopping cart.

While rigorously comparing the list on his phone with the actual items.

Occasionally picking up a foam board to seriously study its density and resilience coefficient.

Muttering to himself:

"This cushioning coefficient might not meet the optimal standard, need to use it in layers..."

Wang Hao laughed, putting his arm around Chen Guang's shoulder:

"Oh my Chen top student, we're moving, not launching a satellite!"

"Trust me, this material, even firecrackers can be wrapped securely!"

Saying that, he grabbed several large rolls of thickened pearl cotton and a pile of cardboard boxes printed with "High-end Gifts" and stuffed them into the cart.

His movements were full of "folk-style" heroism and confidence.

When the shopping duo and the rented box truck arrived at the warehouse almost at the same time.

The real packing "feast" began.

Wang Hao demonstrated his ancestral "firework-style packing method."

He picked up a circuit board, wrapped it three times left and three times right with pearl cotton.

With a "rip" of the transparent tape, a standard "mummy" module was completed, with extremely high efficiency.

He even tried to put a red non-woven fabric cover printed with the word "Fu" (Fortune) on the robot dog "Xiao Bai."

Calling it "doing as the locals do," but "Xiao Bai" with that festive head.

Its system seemed to fall into a brief chaos.

It began to spin blankly in place, its camera swinging left and right.

As if thinking "What mysterious power has sealed my sensors?"

Li Yang couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward and tore off the head cover, his tone without a ripple:

"Interferes with visual recognition and positioning system."

Wang Hao scratched his head sheepishly:

"I just wanted to add some festive atmosphere to it..."

Chen Guang operated strictly according to his self-defined process in front of his "optical position."

Every lens was cleaned with lens paper, placed in a special lens box, embedded in a custom foam mold, and finally put into the box.

The outside of the box was clearly marked with "Fragile," "Moisture-proof," and "This side up" with a marker.

And a danger warning symbol he drew himself (although it was just a low-power laser).

Feng Yan watched this scene, and the internal barrage flashed again:

'Done, I feel like Guang's box will need an opening ceremony before it can be opened even after it arrives.'

After a busy time of chickens flying and dogs jumping, full of funny moments.

The core belongings were finally stuffed into the truck, each in its place.

Looking at the warehouse that was instantly much emptier, Feng Yan didn't feel quite right inside.

After all, this was where he discovered Li Yang and where the team first took shape.

Filled with rough-guy-style romance and dreams that smelled of instant noodles.

"Don't look anymore, Brother Feng!" Wang Hao hugged him, his voice loud enough to dispel any lingering sadness.

"The good days are yet to come!"

"My family's territory will ensure you experience the ultimate freedom of 'the sky is high for birds to fly, firecrackers can be set off at will'!"

Feng Yan's little sentiment was instantly washed away, and he laughed and punched him:

"I see you're just crazy about wanting to 'set off at will'! Let's go!"

The convoy (a fully loaded truck following the van in front that seemed about to fall apart) swayed toward the suburbs.

Wang Hao acted as the full-journey commentator in the passenger seat of the van.

From the history of the fireworks factory to his own glorious deeds of lighting the first fire, spitting flying.

Feng Yan complained internally while driving:

'Good guy, Old Wang's glib tongue, it's a waste not to go do crosstalk.'

Just as they were about to reach the destination.

A series of urgent "beep-beep" alarms suddenly came from the truck's cargo hold!

"What's the situation?!" Feng Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Li Yang, who was following behind, immediately signaled to stop, and he nimbly jumped off the van.

Opened the truck door, his eyes precisely locked on the "mummy" box packed by Wang Hao.

He tore open the layers of tape and pearl cotton, took out the uniquely shaped "Haoyu Precision Delivery System" No. 1 Prototype inside.

Checked it, and then looked expressionlessly at Wang Hao who had come over:

"Your thruster power button was jammed by the pearl cotton, in a half-connected state, the system is in low-voltage alarm."

Wang Hao: "... Cough, cough, accident, purely an accident!"

"This shows our equipment has high sensitivity! The self-protection mechanism is sound!"

Feng Yan held his forehead: "... Old Wang, is this your ancestral packing method that you claimed could even protect firecrackers?"

Chen Guang silently took out electrical tape and a multimeter from his backpack, which was like a "treasure chest," and handed them over.

Wang Hao handled it frantically while being stubborn:

"This must be the tape's problem! Don't worry about these details!"

After this little episode, the convoy finally arrived safely at "Haoyu Fireworks Manufacturing Co., Ltd."

The factory scale was not small, carrying a rough industrial feel.

As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged man in blue work clothes, full of spirit, with eyebrows and eyes resembling Wang Hao, laughed and greeted them, his voice like a bell:

"Finally here! Haohao, these are the brothers you always talk about, right?"

"Welcome, welcome! I am Wang Guoqiang, don't be polite when you get here, just treat it like your own home!"

This enthusiasm, comparable to a lit skyrocket, instantly blew away the last bit of strangeness in everyone's hearts.

"Hello Uncle Wang, sorry for the trouble!" Feng Yan hurried forward, shaking hands with a proper smile.

"Dad! Look!" Wang Hao rushed to Li Yang, who was carefully unloading the "Iron Wolf," and hugged Li Yang's shoulder.

His tone was proud.

"Dad, this is the 'Iron Wolf No. 1' exoskeleton developed by my good brother Li Yang that I bragged to you about before!"

"Is it cool?"

"Is it much more powerful than the machines we use to set up firework racks?"

Wang Guoqiang circled the "Iron Wolf" twice, his eyes shining.

Reached out and touched the cold metal shell, sighing in admiration:

"Good guy! These lines, this texture! Very cool!"

"Haohao, you kid, you finally made some friends who do serious work!"

Everyone worked together and soon moved the equipment into the warehouse prepared by Wang Guoqiang.

It was spacious, ventilated, and power interfaces covered all four walls.

The air still retained a faint smell of saltpeter, much higher than the previous warehouse.

After settling the equipment, Wang Guoqiang enthusiastically took them to visit the factory area.

Especially the "private land" behind the factory that Wang Hao bragged about to the sky.

That was a truly open land backed by a small hill.

The ground was solid, the view was boundless, and the most critical thing was—absolute safety isolation.

"How about it, Brother Feng, didn't I lie to you?"

Wang Hao proudly opened his arms, as if embracing the entire future.

"This territory is enough for us to toss around, right!"

Feng Yan looked at this test paradise he had dreamed of.

Feeling that even his breathing carried the taste of freedom, he punched Wang Hao's chest hard:

"Old Wang, I really relied on you this time! This piece of land is the new runway for 'Tie Lang Gong Fang' to take off!"

The sunset stretched everyone's shadows long, reflecting on this new battlefield full of hope.

Leaving the small warehouse in the city where they were always worried.

Coming to this vast world where they could let go of their hands and feet.

Everyone's eyes flashed with excitement and the eagerness to try.

【In the Tie Lang Gong Fang exclusive WeChat group (Core Backbone Edition)】

【Wang Hao: (Shared a photo at the entrance of the new warehouse.)

Back to the "Haoyu Fireworks" sign, hands on hips looking at the sky.

Caption: A new storm has appeared!) Brothers, do you feel the surging power!】

【Chen Guang: Preliminary detection of the new site's environmental background radiation and electromagnetic interference index completed, both better than the original site.

Very suitable for conducting high-precision experiments.】

【Li Yang: Site conditions meet expectations. Tomorrow, equipment reassembly and baseline calibration will begin.】

【Feng Yan: @Wang Hao Like for Uncle Wang! This place is amazing!

Brothers, I'm treating tonight, let's go for barbecue in town to celebrate our move to the new nest.

By the way, let's have a meeting to discuss whose treasure we should use to 'open' this new map tomorrow! (Smirk. jpg)】

【Wang Hao: Must arrange it! I know which place has the best kidneys! Let me show the hospitality of the host!】

Watching the explosion of responses in the group, Feng Yan put away his phone happily.

In the warehouse, those pieces of equipment that had experienced "bumps" stood quietly, as if accumulating strength.

He took a deep breath of the air that smelled of fields and faint gunpowder, his heart filled with heroic spirit:

The old comfort zone is in the past, on this territory of the "Firecracker King."

The outrageous legend of "Tie Lang Gong Fang" will surely write a new chapter!