But Raymond had not noticed at all, completely stunned by Iman's words, speechless. Why hadn't he noticed so many problems before? Those so-called military experts, one proposing theories, another combining them with practice, what a waste. They didn't know more than a young girl did.

Raymond had considered this before but hadn't thought deeply about it. After all, as a soldier, pursuing victory was always the goal. But she was right; while victory is important, enjoying the process is equally critical. Back then, why did he love mecha? Wasn't it precisely because he enjoyed the piloting process of mecha?

Now, the reason he became stronger step by step was that the incident with Mirami left a knot in Raymond's heart. Being overly obsessed with something can backfire.

But as Iman continuously shared her understanding of martial arts, for Raymond today, it was already the umpteenth time he was shocked, from wonder, to astonishment, to being stunned, to being utterly shocked, and finally clapping his hands in delight and standing up. Raymond's complexion kept changing, faster than flipping through a book; he almost became like a chameleon.

It wasn't until the evening twilight that Iman finished explaining her understanding of Revenge Shadow Rider's combat, and Raymond decided to give Iman an extra chicken leg—no, two. That evening, he wanted to invite Iman to stay for dinner.

Of course, Iman wouldn't have lunch, so she politely declined and bid farewell to Raymond.

The next noon, Iman returned to the familiar city in the Eastern Hemisphere with Feng Wu and Feng Luo. To Iman, this city was filled with childhood memories. Of course, Iman's age wasn't as much as it seemed. Strictly speaking, she was just a little over four years old, belonging to the earliest batch of robot models, and also the best quality batch.

In the year robots were born, ordinary people couldn't afford them, and the craftsmanship and materials were very particular. After all, this intelligent product was different from today's electronic products, and it was very difficult to update to a new version. The updates to robots from generation to generation mostly comprised lightweight hardware; it was always difficult to make breakthroughs in basic structure and software.

Take Yita 13, for example. As a semi-intelligent robot, Yita 13's early body structure weighed over a hundred kilograms, completely unmatched with her slim and slender physique. It was only after following Blade Warrior with technical support that she managed to change to an ideal combat-ready body, all made of lightweight metal.

The same went for Iman. She couldn't compare with Yita, but her software and hardware definitely belonged to the most robust. Even the energy crystals she used were replaceable, integrating computational power and learning ability, making her actual mental age very mature.

The bustling Central Avenue always exuded a metropolitan atmosphere. Feng Luo and Feng Wu had never been to such a big city. Seeing high-rise buildings spring up from the ground, the two children were truly amazed, "Sister Iman, where are we going?"

"To find Hans, a very kind uncle." Iman lovingly pinched Feng Luo's cheek. With one child in each arm, she moved to and fro, searching for the residence from her memory.

Iman only remembered that Hans lived in a villa with a relatively elegant environment in this city but was unclear about the specific address. Back then, she never cared about these things because her daily tasks involved cleaning and organizing information on Revenge Shadow Rider. Even when she was online, she completely ignored her location.

This light screen phone was bought by Iman with her earned money. Although its function couldn't compare to expensive ones, it was still like a small sparrow with all necessary organs. Therefore, in the absence of Hans, her first thought was the Galactic Warfare Company.

Unfortunately, Iman had never experienced that golden era, nor had she seen the heyday of the Galactic Warfare Company. The information was all found online.

From the time she came to Hans's home after birth, the Galactic Warfare Company had already declined. As a domestic robot, Iman never visited the Star Wars Company. However, she did see a lot of early information about Galactic Warfare online.

The history of the Galactic Warfare Company could be described as having the most frequent ups and downs—from a mainstream game company to the glorious era of Revenge Shadow Rider, to a hundred flowers blossoming in emulation. In its heyday, Hans even ran some online shopping for leisure and other sub-brands.

Unfortunately, bad timing and natural calamities, following the outbreak of financial crisis waves caused by viruses in various countries, Hans's companies completely collapsed overnight. To this day, he was still saddled with debt.

With various countries guiding core development directions, the heavily indebted Galactic Warfare Company had no choice but to choose transformation on a crossroad, gradually turning a game themed on mecha warfare elements into a multi-faceted tool that could accommodate Mecha Battle and Ancient Martial Arts. The difficulties were unimaginable.

Iman only remembered that, on many nights, Hans would sit alone with a frown, smoking, staring blankly, checking the old comments of Revenge Shadow Rider, and devising plans for the company's future with growing frustration.

Eventually, Leisure Online Shopping went bankrupt, the Red Cross charity organization's love institution went bankrupt, along with several miscellaneous sub-brands. But in this matter, Hans never backed down; he preserved Galactic Warfare.

Looking at it now, the Galactic Warfare's main company had also become a small workshop, nowhere near its former glory.

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