Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System-Chapter 596 - 552: Can It Really Succeed?

Early the next morning, Lin Yi felt a tickling sensation on his face as he was half-awake.

He reached out and touched something cute, small, and soft.

Originally still a bit groggy, Lin Yi instantly woke up, unable to resist a slight smile.

He picked up the tiny foot and gently kissed it by his mouth:

"You little rascal, your dad was busy for quite a long time last night. Don't you feel any sympathy for your old man, letting him sleep well for once?"

Yes, the owner of this tiny foot was indeed his precious daughter, and she was currently using her little foot to massage her dad's face.

Of course, the force wasn't exactly gentle.

But fortunately, Lin Yi was quite thick-skinned and didn't mind it.

He turned over and sat up, and sure enough, as usual, Xiao Zihan was nowhere in sight around him; it was just him and his little buddy sleeping on the bed.

As for Xiao Zihan? It goes without saying, she's obviously gone back to the group to work!

This workaholic, every morning, rain or shine, heads to the company to work.

With a flip like a carp, he got out of bed, intending to make some tasty food for his precious daughter.

But just as he jumped off the bed, a wave of soreness hit his lower back, making him speechless. He covered his waist with one hand and smiled bitterly:

"Ah, it looks like I need to strengthen my exercises from now on. Just a few rounds and I'm like this, this won't do."

After twisting his slightly sore waist from side to side, Lin Yi grumbled while heading to cook for his precious daughter.

After getting his precious daughter ready, he carried Luo Ning out of the room and headed to Warehouse No. 3.

Holding Luo Ning in his arms, the little one blinked her curious big eyes, tugging at his ear while observing everything around.

At that moment, outside Warehouse No. 3, a small truck for cargo was parked.

And the truck didn't have a driver.

It was clear that the guys from procurement had brought over the equipment he needed.

This was the usual practice he had established: once they delivered the items to the warehouse, they didn't need to handle anything further.

As for the cargo truck, they were all from Zhao Nuclear Group, and Lin Yi would unload the goods and inform them to pick the truck up later.

Though this request seemed odd to the managers, they chose not to ask.

As long as they did their job, that was enough.

Whatever the boss asked, they would do.

Receiving more than double the industry's standard salary, nearly every individual was brimming with enthusiasm for their work.

Lin Yi didn't go to the truck to check if it contained the oxygen-generating equipment he needed. Instead, he opened the Warehouse No. 3's door and instructed the robots to drive the truck inside.

Don't doubt if robots can drive cars; these robots were specially made. While they looked like the ones given to Ouyang Lei and the team, their internal structure was completely different.

Additionally, their processors were entirely different.

Controlling a car was as easy as a walk in the park for them.

Not just that, when it came to controlling vehicles, these guys were even more perfect than humans.

Especially during complex maneuvers like reversing into a garage, the precise trajectory calculated by the supercomputers was when their true skills showed.

Once the truck was driven into Warehouse No. 3, and the robots started unloading, Lin Yi's thoughts were confirmed.

Yes, it was indeed the oxygen-generating equipment sent by the procurement department. These guys have become exceptionally efficient now, the truckload containing large, medium, small, and even micro-sized devices.

To put it boldly, it's as if they've bought every kind of oxygen-generator on the market.

For many, if their procurement department bought every available oxygen-generator after placing an order, they would not accept it.

After all, no amount of money can withstand such spending.

Admittedly, this is the common perspective many have, and even at Zhao Nuclear Group's procurement department, the sentiment was the same at first.

When the boss placed an order, they'd ask what specific model was needed.

But over time, they naturally understood the boss's temperament.

If the boss tells you to procure, you do it in abundance.

No matter the model, as long as you can get it, that's fine.

And the more, the better!

As for money? Haha, are you kidding? Does Zhao Nuclear Group lack money?

For Lin Yi, the procurement department's later approach aligned more with his intentions.

For him, time is precious. Instead of wasting time in perpetual procurement, he'd rather spend a little to get all he needs at once.

After all, he could make use of everything.

And if nothing else, he could pile everything together and let the system decompose and recreate it, saving on reconstruct opportunities and not affecting the quality of the system's output.

In fact, often, by piling equipment together, the system managed to decompose and recreate even better items.

According to Lin Yi's instructions, the robots directly moved the equipment into the massive spaceship.

Once the robots finished unloading, Lin Yi, who was playing with Luo Ning using a laser gun, stepped up.

Holding his precious daughter in one arm, he placed his hand on the spaceship's newly closed hatch, speaking to the system:

"System, does everything check out this time? Just rebuild me a craft capable of traveling to and from the moon.

If the power is insufficient, I can continue to fuel it."

The power Lin Yi mentioned referred to the controllable nuclear fusion reactor and helium-3. While scarce for others, they were common for him.

As Lin Yi's words concluded, the system's voice echoed in his mind.

[To be continued...]