Chapter 3438
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Elder Wu knelt on the ground and banged his head on the ground.
He kowtowed so hard that his forehead began to bleed and the stone floor in front of him was covered in blood.
Wasn't this a little too exaggerated?!
However, Feng Wu knew that Elder Wu was trying his best to protect the military academy.
He and Master Duanmu were one and the same. If Master Duanmu failed, he would fail as well. Hence, he would do whatever it took to protect Master Duanmu.
Feng Wu shook her head. It seemed that Elder Wu was still unwilling to give up.
"Alright, then let the great Master Duanmu build the empire's first self-developed fighter jet." Putting her hands behind her back, Feng Wu smiled.
Just then, Feng Xun and Xuan Yi found their way in as well. However, they stayed at the back of Master Wang's team so that they wouldn't disturb the others.
Apart from Ji Ying, Master Duanmu had other disciples and servants with him.
Hence, Ji Ying quickly ran back and brought the set of equipment from his workshop to the others.
There were many parts to a fighter jet. The other parts were easy to make, but the propellers with inscriptions were extremely difficult. It was a problem that the Junwu Empire had never been able to solve.
Master Duanmu was ecstatic when he saw the exquisitely wrapped wooden box.
The propellers with inscriptions!
This was the inscription propeller that he would use to turn the tables!
Master Duanmu stared at Feng Wu in satisfaction, but Feng Wu only smiled at Elder Yin.
Elder Yin lowered his head involuntarily, not daring to meet Feng Wu's eyes.
Somehow, he had a feeling that Miss Feng Wu already knew something.
However, he would never admit it even if he died! Elder Yin secretly made up his mind.
Seeing that Feng Wu wouldn't look at him, Master Duanmu thought that she wouldn't dare, and he was even more pleased with himself.
"Your Royal Highness, this is the propellers with inscriptions I've developed." Master Duanmu personally opened the wooden box that was half the height of a person. After taking the wooden box away, the complete inscription propeller appeared in front of everyone.
Because the propellers of Dongsang had a self-destruct program, even if the Junwu Empire disarmed them, they wouldn't be able to see any working ones.
Jun Linyuan stared at Master Duanmu with brooding eyes, but didn't say a word.
Master Duanmu knew how aloof His Royal Highness was, so he went on. "As long as we can solve the problem of the engraved propellers, we'll be able to solve the rest."
Feng Wu smiled. "Really? Does Master Duanmu mean that you've already solved the problem of the inscription propeller? "
Ji Ying threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. "Didn't my master tell me? The inscription propeller in front of you was made by him! "
Feng Wu did not even look at Ji Ying. She only stared into Master Duanmu's eyes. "Is what your disciple said true? Is this really the inscription propeller made by you, Master Duanmu? "
Master Duanmu originally wanted to gloss over this matter, but Feng Wu refused to let it go, which made him feel depressed.
After all, there was only one of them. She wasn't going to find another one that looked exactly the same.
Thinking of this, Master Duanmu really nodded his head.
He darted an arrogant look at Feng Wu. "What? You don't believe me? "
Feng Wu couldn't help but chuckle. "This is a propeller you took from a fighter of Dongsang. Master Duanmu, you said you made it yourself? Since when is Master Duanmu so close to Dongsang? "
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