The fallen Sky Knight was the sky's tears, and with altitude still at hand, he wouldn't give up, Blood and Fire and Iron descended from the heavens, Behold, the heavens were crying! The roaring soul was rising through the sky!!!
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The next second.
A piece of steel, shimmering silver and reflecting the surrounding scenery and people like a mirror, materialized in Chen Fei's hand in no more than three seconds.
When placed on the tabletop, the steel snowflake emitted a heavy thud.
Not far away, Chen Meng stretched her neck with her mouth wide open.
Impressive, my brother!
"How precise can it get?"
The middle-aged man took out a micrometer and a magnifying glass, proceeding to measure the steel snowflake.
"Molecular level!"
Chen Fei had even crafted an AK before; the blueprints the other party brought out posed no difficulty at all.
It's impossible to discern any margin of error with just a micrometer and naked eyes enhanced by a magnifying glass; only by manual effort unless it's the hands of an old eighth-level mechanic from the past days of machining, limited to micrometer precision, that is.
After inspecting for a while, the man switched to a set of tools with even greater precision.