The super god system helps me become a god

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Since you let me call you Grandpa Niu, you can put your mind at ease! Not to mention a small submarine, even an aircraft carrier or a spaceship is no problem! This submarine is a piece of cake for me.

Just wait and see. When I have some free time one day, I will immediately draw a detailed blueprint for you, and ensure that every component and every detail is clearly marked, which will definitely satisfy you! By then, you can take this blueprint and study it however you want, and maybe you can even build one yourself, hahahahaha..."

"What did you say? Can you really draw a submarine design? Are you trying to fool an old man like me and just make fun of me? You know, that's a submarine, not something a child can just doodle on! Don't think you can make me believe you just by saying a few nonsense words. It's not that easy to fool me!"

Academician Niu stared at Wang Luo. Although he had expected Wang Luo to draw a submarine design just now, this kid talked a little like a train. Although just now, he was expecting the young man named Wang Luo in front of him to draw an amazing submarine design.

However, listening to Wang Luo's endless stream of words, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious: "Why does this guy sound like he's talking nonsense? How credible is what he said? Is it really as people often say, a man without a good mouth can't do anything?"

Wang Luo saw Academician Niu's distrustful look and patted his chest and said, "Grandpa Niu! How could I lie to you? I guarantee with my character that I can definitely draw a submarine design!"

Academician Niu was still skeptical and said, "You are so arrogant, kid. Although I am amazed by your submarine design, submarines and aircraft carriers are two different things. You must not just talk, I want to see actual actions."

Wang Luo smiled and said confidently, "Don't worry, Grandpa Niu, I will keep my word. When I draw the blueprints, I will show them to you first." After that, he turned to Commander Zhu and said, "Commander Zhu, ask someone to bring me some paper and pen. I will draw a few blueprints for Grandpa Niu to see."

Wang Luo had everything he wanted. The various design drawings he won in the lottery were worth at least eight hundred, if not a thousand. It was just a submarine. He already had a preliminary idea in his mind and was just waiting to find a quiet place to think it over.

Commander Zhu was surprised. He remembered the last time he drew a picture, the boy did it in one breath. "What! You want to draw it now?"

"Yes! You don't need to take too much. I just drew a rough outline for Grandpa Niu to take a quick look. I will make a complete one when I have time."

"Oh! That's good. Adjutant Zhang, have someone get some paper and pen."

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Along with a stack of snow-white paper and several brand new and exquisite pens hurriedly delivered by Adjutant Zhang, Wang Luo unfolded them one by one without hesitation and spread them on the slightly old but extremely sturdy wooden table in front of him.

He just narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had entered a world that belonged only to him, completely ignoring the surprised, curious, or puzzled looks of the people around him.

Then, Wang Luo took a deep breath and quickly picked up one of the pens. The moment the tip of the pen touched the paper, he began the wonderful journey of drawing the submarine design like a flash of lightning across the night sky.

I saw his right hand dancing on the paper at an astonishing speed as if it was cast by magic. Every stroke seemed so precise and powerful, just like a dragon playing with a phoenix and the writing was moving like a snake.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the rustling sound of the pen rubbing against paper. This sound was particularly clear and pleasant in the silence, as if it was a symphony played specially for this great creation.

Everyone present held their breath, staring with wide eyes at the jumping pen in Wang Luo's hand, afraid of missing any exciting details.

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