Ren Zhong's desk was filled with dismantling tools, both manual and automated. Everything from fine screwdrivers to automatic disassemblers was at hand.
He was very curious about the internal structure of this thing, but unfortunately, he couldn't even understand its assembly process or its materials at first glance.
He fiddled with the little black box, feeling like a cow chewing a pumpkin, unable to find where to start.
The little black box had only one integrated external interface, which served both as a power supply and for data transmission.
Other than that, there wasn't a single screw interface to be found, not even a seam.
Ren Zhong had no idea where to start dismantling.
But he was mentally prepared; it was his first time attempting to dismantle an imported interstellar trade product, so it was understandable that it would be challenging.
After about ten minutes, around 8:30 in the evening, the travel-worn Ju Qingmeng arrived.
