Meng Hao went on a wild spree for a day and a night.
This was the most exhilarating, most glorious day and night of his life.
Millions in cash in his account.
As long as it didn't involve illegal, anti-human, self-destructive, or toxic areas like gambling, drugs, or prostitution.
A million in cash was enough to send Meng Hao over the moon with common entertainment.
For instance.
This day and night.
After spending over a hundred thousand.
Meng Hao, his system flooded with alcohol, felt like he was walking on jelly.
Was this the legendary high?
Returning home.
Still half-drunk, Meng Hao sat down at his computer, and the first thing that caught his eye was a seller's message on Taobao.
"Seller, are you there?"
"We're very interested in the toy mechs you're selling!"
"The endurance is a bit of an issue, can it be improved?"
"If the endurance cannot be improved, can you provide an alternative solution that allows the mechs to quickly enter the battlefield!"
"Please reply immediately when you see this message!"
"Price is not an issue, just name your price!"
"..."
At this moment, Meng Hao was drunk.
He sneered at the seller's message, dismissing it with contempt.
What kind of "plus ultra" message was this?
This buyer was too arrogant!
Price is not an issue, just name your price?
What, is your family running a bank?
Do you just scoop money from the national treasury to spend?
Fueled by alcohol, Meng Hao, channeling the buyer's unrestrained boastfulness, furiously typed a reply!
"I'm selling toys here, not military equipment, don't get it twisted!"
"Battery capacity definitely can't be expanded. If you're willing to spend big, how about I equip it with an F-35 for external deployment?"
"As for the price, we can talk. Ten million per unit, sold in batches of ten... no pre-orders. Payment first, then I'll customize it for you immediately!"
...
Thousands of miles away, at a certain military base in the Far East of the Motherland Russia.
Toginis, who had been guarding his computer for a full day, finally received a reply from the toy merchant on the Xia Empire's Taobao platform.
But this reply seemed strange, almost like he was being mocked?
Unsure, Toginis immediately reported to Major General Gude Yev.
After carefully listening to the report from his newly appointed personal assistant, Toginis, and meticulously reviewing the chat log translated into their native language seven or eight times.
The Major General broke into a smile.
"My dear Toginis, you're still young. You don't understand the 'coded language' of the Xia Empire's secret military industrial complex personnel, who disguise themselves as civilian toy sellers!"
"Let me translate it for you."
To the young Toginis, Major General Gude Yev unreservedly, with his understanding of the Xia Empire's linguistic artistry, solemnly deciphered the "core meaning" of this Taobao toy merchant's message.
That they made Toginis wait a day for a reply meant that the Xia Empire's secret military industrial complex was doing its utmost to disguise itself as a genuine Taobao seller, to avoid attracting attention from the outside world, especially the United States and Western countries...
Reiterating that they were selling toys, not military products, was a second emphasis that they were just ordinary merchants...
Even to show sincerity, the Xia Empire's military enterprise unhesitatingly stated that while the technology for expanding the mech's core battery had reached its bottleneck, they could provide Xia Empire fighter jets comparable to, or even surpassing, the world's top-tier fighter, the American F-35, as external deployment vehicles for rapid insertion...
Ten million per mech, sold in batches of ten, indicated that the Xia Empire's current production capacity for this top-tier military mech was still limited. At most, the mechs sold previously for a million Xia Empire currency were heavily subsidized trial products. For formal procurement, the price would definitely not be so low. The ten million price tag should be in US dollars...
The Xia Empire is truly generous, worthy of being the Motherland Russia's staunch ally...
They even subtly revealed that they possessed technology for new fighter jets that surpassed the American F-35, the pinnacle of aerial combat aircraft...
However, upon closer thought, it's quite normal. If they could develop and manufacture such heaven-defying mechs, then F-35 fighter jet technology would be child's play...
After listening to the Major General's explanation.
Toginis finally understood.
He made no effort to hide the admiration in his eyes, utterly awestruck by Major General Gude Yev.
"There's an old saying in the Xia Empire: Live and learn!"
"You're still young, and there's much you need to learn from me. I will impart all my knowledge to you, cultivating you without reservation!"
"Ten million US dollars per mech is also a heavily subsidized, loss-making price. Hurry and confirm the order, and transfer the money immediately. We can handle the paperwork later!"
Major General Gude Yev patted Toginis's shoulder meaningfully, speaking to him with the earnestness of an elder educating a junior.
...
Completely unaware of what was happening on the other side of the screen, Meng Hao waited for a full fifteen minutes without a reply.
Rolling his eyes, he muttered, "Another braggart," and was about to shut down his computer and go to sleep.
At the moment he was about to cut the power.
A message arrived.
"Okay, we accept this offer!"
"Please provide your account details."
"Transferring the money now!"
Huh?
Is this thing ever going to end?
Addicted to boasting, aren't we?
Meng Hao sneered.
He decided to see how this guy would play it out next.
He directly sent his bank account number.
"6215..."
At the same time, he added a few more sentences, specifically to provoke this boastful fellow.
"I'm not talking about Zimbabwean dollars, which are so worthless they can't even be used to wipe your backside... we don't accept money from those Japanese devils either!"
The response that followed actually made Meng Hao laugh out loud.
"We understand. For convenience, we've decided to use US dollars!"
US dollars?
Ten million per unit, a total of one hundred million US dollars?
This boast was reaching for the sky.
Instantly losing interest, Meng Hao shut down the computer and decided to take a bath and go to bed.
...
"Your Excellency, the other party has sent the account details."
"It's strange, why is it a personal account?"
Toginis asked with suspicion.
Major General Gude Yev, looking serene and as if everything was as expected.
"Using a private account is the best way to avoid external detection and tracking."
"Send the account to Tiniyev in the Ministry of Finance. I'll make a call to their superiors, and we'll transfer the money immediately!"
...
Meng Hao, who was taking a shower, felt his mind clearing up under the soothing warmth of the water.
The next second, he heard the "ding" of a text message from his phone on the windowsill.
Probably some spam advertisement.
He picked up his phone and casually glanced at the message.
The next second.
The phone was instantly thrown into the sink by a shocked Meng Hao.
"The Bank of Xia reminds you that you have received a transfer from an overseas client with a high degree of confidentiality. Your US dollar account balance is now 100,000,000.00 yuan..."