Deep within the core industrial area of the Serenitea Pot, the production line of the Pan Yan assault rifles emitted a steady, low hum. The scent of machine oil, the faint bitterness of fresh printing ink, and an elusive, earthy freshness of raw roots—shared by both the Chisui Double-Resistant No. 3 and the Crimson Grain: Deep Root corn—mingled together into a unique prelude to war.
Limeng stood outside a meeting room of the Qixing Committee, his knuckles rapping twice against the cold metal doorframe. Inside, Keqing, dressed in a sharp dark-purple martial outfit, was running her fingertips across three thick volumes spread out across the long table: "Abyss Erosion Zone Equipment Maintenance Guide", "Simplified Purification and First Aid Manual", and "Pan Yan and Chuan Zao Extreme Environment Operation Regulations". Several Fontaine engineers and veteran Liyue technicians from the technical team each held a first draft, turning the pages with intense focus. The air was taut, filled only with the rustle of turning paper.
"Yuheng, the first draft of the technical support manual has entered the review process." Limeng's voice was as steady as if he were reporting equipment parameters. Keqing raised her eyes, her purple gaze as sharp as lightning, sweeping over the dark circles under his eyes. "Good. The life and death of the support team are tied to this item; not the slightest error or omission is permitted. Technical team, feedback on revisions within two days." She pressed …
Chapter 143