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"Metal?

"Yes, it's a special metal, said to come from outer space, with very magical properties. I don't know exactly what it is yet, but once I find its whereabouts, your friend will help me get it."

Barry gave a wry smile: "Boss, can we change the request? He doesn't want to be a thief."

“As I just said, I intend to take it! I'm not stealing it. This metal is unclaimed, and besides, I don't need you to do anything else for me.”

Barry scratched his ear in frustration.

He didn't want to be a thief, not at all.

Xu Fu picked up his teacup and took a sip. Just as he hesitated about whether to answer, his expression turned grim.

Do you know how much nano-shrinkage technology costs?

Xu Fu held up his index finger: "100 billion US dollars!"

"You stole a patent for nanotechnology worth billions of dollars without my permission, just to create this useless suit of armor?"

“You know what? When you first appeared in front of me with the blueprints, I really wanted to throw you into the sea to feed the fish, but I held back in the end. Barry, you're a good man, you deserve to live a long and healthy life.”

Xu Fu put down his teacup and looked at him coldly.

"There is a limit to human patience. I have given you one chance, and there will be no second chance. Now give me an answer. If you want it, I will make one for you right now. If you don't want it, go out through the door on the right and work for me."

The powerful voice echoed in the room, causing Barry Allen to shift his body slightly, grit his teeth, and pout as he spoke.

"Okay, I'll make him say yes."

“That’s more like it! A hundred billion dollars for his nod, no matter how you look at it, you’re the ones who are getting a good deal.”

"follow me."

Xu Fu walked out of the office, with Barry following behind him.

The two of them took a private elevator down to the basement level, where there was a secret laboratory that was unknown to outsiders except for the most junior staff.

Xu Fu turned on the central computer in the laboratory, logged into his private office, and found more than a dozen blueprints for individual soldier armor. Each suit of armor had a different appearance, style, and purpose, and in addition to the most basic protective functions, it was endowed with many incredible abilities.

Barry Allen was stunned by these things; he was completely dumbfounded.

"You...developed all of these?"

"How could it not be!"

Xu Fu looked at him casually, as if to say that there was nothing special about it.

"Give me the blueprint?"

Barry paused for a moment, then hurriedly pulled out the blueprint.

Xu Fu unfolded the blueprint and laid it out on the table. He used a reader to automatically retrieve the blueprint data and used super artificial intelligence to analyze and compare it, thus constructing a three-dimensional model.

Soon, an armor projection based on the data appeared under the projector.

Xu Fu walked to the projector, inspected it from head to toe, and then shook his head in disgust.

"Your design is a blend of 60s and 70s red rock style, plus a touch of lightning."

Barry muttered, "A friend of mine also came up with a few proposals."

Xu Fu grinned indifferently: "I really don't understand where your aesthetic sense comes from. Only an idiot would wear such a tacky suit of armor."

Barry blushed.

"I think it's... not bad."

Xu Fu was too lazy to change his tune, so he walked up to the main computer and stared intently at its exterior design.

What kind of movies does your friend like to watch?

"Movie?"

Barry asked, puzzled, "What does it have to do with movies?"

"Movies shape a person's style. People who like science fiction movies generally prefer sci-fi or mecha themes, those who like fantasy movies prefer mystery and elemental themes, and those who like military epics usually want their gloves to be tough, heroic, and epic. Of course, these are all male preferences, but if your friend is a woman..."

Barry waved his hand irritably: "He's a man, just like me."

What kind of movies does he like?

"I think it's a monster!"

"Nine out of ten men like fur coats, just like nine out of ten men like women; it's the same principle."

Xu Fu typed rapidly on the keyboard, and soon a set of unpainted glove models came into view.

Sharp, knife-like limbs, a metallic appearance, and cold, straight lines divided by a vertical line in the middle to form perfect symmetry. There is a bulge on each shoulder that resembles armor, coupled with a mysterious and cold helmet. Yes, this whole suit of armor is visually striking and very spectacular.

Barry's heart raced after just one glance.

Oh my God

He's so handsome and cool!

This is what I've always dreamed of.

Xu Fu turned around: "...What color does your friend like?"

"Red...red!"

"Red Lightning?"

"Yes!"

Barry nodded, his face flushed. "It's Red Lightning."

"Dark red or light red?"

"deep red"

Xu Fu operated the computer to paint the model. To make the colors less monotonous, he added a small amount of black between the deep reds, creating a perfect red and black combination.

As the color scheme took shape, the armor began to exhibit a unique aesthetic.

The deep red and jet black of iron and blood symbolize war and death, while the red electric current piercing through the chest adds to the cruel beauty of the battle.

Barry looked at Kouichi with an admiration that rivaled even that of the boss. Strong, indeed strong, incomparably strong, even though this man had lost the ability to speak.

However, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Boss, isn't this armor a bit too over the top?"

"What do you mean?"

“This is…,” Barry gestured, “too conspicuous, doesn’t look like a good person. Just imagine, what would people think if they saw someone wearing this suit of armor walking down the street?”

"That makes some sense."

Xu Fu thought for a while and removed the black stripes from (Zhao Qianhao's) chest, leaving only the black stripes on the sides of the abdomen, the joints, and the headdress. This version lost its previous murderous aura and became softer.

"what do you think?"

Barry nodded, then shook his head, his expression unusually familiar with Tsuna.

"Do you not like it?"

"No, I don't like it."

Barry scratched his head, frowning in confusion. "This glove isn't as nice as the last one."

Xu Fu grinned: "Whether it's pretty or not, what's it to you? It's not like you're the one wearing it."

Barry "..."

After the exterior design was completed, Xu Fu optimized it comprehensively based on the production experience of Ghost 1. The materials were also extremely advanced, giving the armor four basic characteristics: heat resistance, freeze resistance, lightweight, and wear resistance.

"This armor only provides basic protection. If your friend brings me what I need, I will improve it so that it has all sorts of exciting abilities, and is not just a piece of clothing."

Xu Fu raised his hand, patted Barry on the shoulder, and muttered something.

"Barry, you're a good person, and I hope your friends are too."

Chapter 1292 The Flash and the Cold-Blooded Captain

As it turns out, Xu Fu kept his word.

Once the design was finalized, he immediately began collecting raw materials and produced the actual product in just two days.

A set of red and black armor, with vibrant fur and so beautiful that it would make most men drool, was born.

Looking at the equipment hanging in front of him, Barry felt his heart pounding at a rate of two hundred beats per second. His pale face flushed rapidly, and his voice became breathless.

“I want to experience it.”

Xu Fu grinned: "This is your friend's mecha, not yours to wear. In the East, they say you can't deceive your friend's wife. In some cases, mecha and women are the same thing. If you use it, how will your friend use it?"

Barry "..."

The boss was moving so fast that he couldn't keep up.

Xu Fu didn't want to tease him anymore, so he patted him on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Barry took the armor and was delighted with it, feeling the unique texture of the metal. In addition to its basic protective properties, it also had a restoration function.

Barry rubbed the ring in his hand and turned it clockwise. With a "whoosh," the glove disappeared, and a dress in three sizes appeared on the table. Upon closer inspection, it was not hard to see that the dress seemed very similar to the glove.