Even in the mysterious Alchemy Factory of the Sky City, there is a well-known proverb:

"The best ration is in the Air Force Equipment Department, the most beautiful girl is in the command center, and the worst evaluation is in the logistics catering office."

The origin of this phrase is unknown, but it is so ingrained that it is maddening.

"Bastard thing!" , With an angry reprimand, Yang Jian pointed to a ****** design drawing, his face pale.

"The Air Force Equipment Department has the most adequate funds and the best treatment, but it has raised your group of rice buckets!"

The person in charge of the Air Force's armament department was drooping his head at the moment, like a defeated rooster, and listened to the reprimand of his superiors without saying a word.

"I just need my left ear in and my right ear out," the person in charge cheekily thought.

"Who told you to paint a good ****** like this? And spray all sorts of fancy slogans? As if our fighters were used to pretend to be forced", Yang Jian had a distressed expression.

"The worst thing is, which pig's brain came up with the idea to hang a zoomed-in photo of me on the ******?" , Yang Jian's eyes seemed to be able to spew fire, and he got goosebumps all over his body when he thought of the tragic situation when the fighter plane with his photo was shot down.

Not those bastards in the design department? The responsible person muttered to himself, and the creative young people insisted that the leader's picture be hung in front of the ****** — supposedly to deter the enemy.

Unexpectedly, this move provoked his leader first, he shrugged his shoulders, and his mouth was hesitant, which made Yang Jian more and more unhappy.

Just as it was about to reach an impasse, an elderly designer came over in the corner.

"Mr. Yang", the designer's eyes are bright.

"Please calm your anger", the designer's words are not arrogant or impatient, and he is very calm, "I have a better design here".

Yang Jian saw his confident expression, and he was immediately interested.

"Please follow me", the designer led him to a separate hangar.

Yang Jian glanced at it and saw a thing like an airship clinging to the high roof ceiling.

"What is this?" Yang Jian saw several rows of black things that resembled magnets under the airship.

"Anti-gravity airship", the designer's expression was solemn, "According to the investigation report on gravity-free debris brought back by Mr. Yang, we have drawn an important conclusion."

Yang Jian stared at him intently.

"When many gravity-free fragments gather together, it will have an anti-gravity effect, and according to our speculation, the bottom of the entire Hanging City is actually a huge gravity-free stone!" , the designer's words are loud.

"Can you tell me what the strategic point is there?" Yang Jian continued to ask, his eyes full of hope.

"With this gravity-free airship, in the future, whether it is a mountain, a sea, or a moat, it will only become a thoroughfare in front of our troops!" , a frenzy that is difficult to hide in the eyes of the designer.

"If we cooperate with the latest elemental tracking shells produced by the ammunition factory," he said, "then our army will descend from heaven and sweep across the entire continent, just around the corner!" The designer makes no secret of his ambitions.

"Very good", Yang Jian immediately applauded, "From now on, you will be the head of the Air Force Equipment Department."

"I haven't asked for your name yet."

"My surname is Arnold".

"In the future, I can be the air marshal of my empire", Yang Jian muttered secretly in his heart.