Ethan suddenly looked up.
"Tell me."
"When can this thing be built?"
"And—can it be mass-produced?"
The excitement on the researcher's face dimmed noticeably.
"Master… this level of equipment already far surpasses the Ultimate Annihilation Cannon."
He gave a wry smile.
"Mass production is nearly impossible."
"But—"
"Without compromising stability, we can produce at most… twenty units."
A brief silence followed.
Then Ethan let out a low, unrestrained laugh that echoed through the lab.
Twenty units.
That was enough.
For power at this level, quantity was never the deciding factor.
"When can production begin?"
The researcher raised a hand and pointed to the armor still wrapped around Ethan.
"We need the full combat data from your last engagement."
"And… some structural elements still need fine-tuning."
Ethan didn't hesitate.
He raised his hand and disengaged the armor lock.
