As they were speaking, Tom handed a document to his daughter, and Denise, after only a nce, furrowed her delicate brows.


    "Father, the Kafka Empire... how could they..."


    Having read through the document, Denise looked puzzledly at her father.


    The document in her hands was straightforward; it stated that the Kafka Empire, which had always had a long-standing cooperation with the Sigma Corporation, had decided to cancel this quarter''s Armor order.


    For Sigma Corporation, this was a very rare urrence.


    The Empire, being a top-tier force, had a tremendous demand for Armors. With the three big forces frequently in friction and both the skies  and thends being unruly, for an entity like the Kafka Empire, Armors were as expendable as consumables—every quarter, they would cerge orders for Armors from Sigma Corporation to replenish their war expenses. This cooperation had started since the fourth generation of Armors and remained unchanged over the years.


    It was precisely for this reason that both Tom and Denise took this matter so seriously. The loss of an order for a quarter wasn''t the issue; it was that such a move by the Kafka Empire made them feel ill at ease.


    "Father, why has this happened? Is it because the Uranus Corporation has developed the Sixth-Generation Prototype Armor?"


    As Sigma Corporation''s future Sect Leader, Denise had long be Tom''s right-hand-person; with a bit of thought, she pinpointed the crux of the issue!


    The sudden cancetion of the order by the Kafka Empire, which had always maintained a good partnership, was surely rted to theirpetitors, Uranus Corporation, sessfully developing the Sixth-Generation Prototype Armor.


    In fact, this was indeed the case, as Tom then nodded.


    "Of course it''s because of this."


    After saying that, Tom smiled with a touch of bitterness, "Although this news hasn''t spread widely yet, a force like the Kafka Empire would naturally know about it the first time around. They must have already made contact with the Uranus Corporation..."


    "Father, does the Kafka Empire n to directly equip the Sixth-Generation Armors?"


    No sooner had Tom finished speaking than Denise, furrowing her brows, said, "But that''s impossible. They should know that even if the Sixth-Generation Prototype Armor is sessfully developed, it would take years or even longer to bebat-ready. Doesn''t the Kafka Empire n to... I understand now..."


    Denise hadn''t even finished her sentence when she noticed her father looking at her; then it dawned on her, and her face showed a look of annoyance.


    "I get it now. To be able to secure the Sixth-Generation Armors first, the Kafka Empire must have already signed a contract with Uranus Corporation and will order Armors from them in the future..."


    Reaching this realization, Denise finally understood why her father was so furious today—for with theirpetitors breaking through in the new generation Armor development, they had directly lost a major client!


    Even for Sigma Corporation, losing such a major client like the Kafka Empire was a tremendous, and potentially unbearable, loss!


    "How could this happen..."


    Upon understanding all of this, Denise slumped weakly into her chair.


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    Being Tom''s daughter, Denise was absolutely a beauty of the highest order. Despite her young age, coupled with maturity andposure beyond her years and a temperament cultivated from growing up in high society, she always seemed different from ordinary people.


    But now, Denise seemed like a deted ball, slumped in her chair, appearing totally listless.


    "Actually... the situation is not as serious as you imagine."


    However, when she showed signs of defeat, Tom at her side suddenly smiled and said, "The issue with the Kafka Empire can actually be easily resolved. As long as we catch up with ourpetitors in the development of the Sixth-Generation Armor as soon as possible, given our many years of cooperation with the Kafka Empire, it should be easy to win them back."


    "So the real problem still lies with the Sixth-Generation Armor."


    As the third-generation Sect Leader of Sigma Corporation, Tom had been in this position for thirty years. He had seen many significant issues and had developed a keen insight, pinpointing the crux of the matter with a single statement!


    At the end of the day, all problems boiled down to the development of the Sixth-Generation Armor! If they could create the Prototype Armor of the Sixth-Generation just like theirpetitors, then everything would return to the right track.


    But achieving this was enormously difficult. They had been working on the development of the Sixth-Generation Armor for five years without any significant progress, so how could they possibly create the Prototype Armor now?


    This was precisely the dilemma that Tom found unsolvable.


    However, soon after, Denise, who was helplessly leaning on her chair, seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "Father, I have a solution."


    "Oh?"


    Upon hearing this, Tom turned to look at her and then asked with a smile, "What solution?"


    "Confidence."


    Looking at her father, Denise spoke with conviction and without hesitation, "We need to restore our clients'' confidence in us now. Kafka Empire''s defection to Uranus Corporation is a very dangerous sign. It shows that in the development of the new generation Armor, our clients have lost confidence in us. We must regain their trust!"


    "I understand, but how do we do that?"


    "With the new generation Armor!"


    "Denise, I''ve just said that those good-for-nothings in the R&D department simply cannot..."


    "No, Father, I''m not talking about the Sixth-Generation Armor."


    Denise interrupted Tom before he could finish, then she ran out and called her secretary, giving a few instructions.@@novelbin@@


    Shortly after, the secretary reappeared, bringing a small Magic Energy Projector. Denise hurriedly ced the projector in front of her father, pressed a button, and an image of an Armor appeared before Tom''s eyes.


    "What is this...?"


    Seeing the image of the Armor in front of him, Tom furrowed his brows. After a while, he looked at Denise, "What Armor is this, and why does it look like that?"


    The Armor that appeared before Tom indeed looked different. It was clearly a female model, employing the most popr streamlined design in women''s Armors. However, what set this Armor apart was that there were eight conical or cylindrical objects floating behind it, giving the appearance of wings on the back.


    Tom had never seen such Armor before and for him this was simply inconceivable.


    Yet, Denise wasn''t surprised by her father''s reaction at all. She smiled and exined:


    "Father, this is a new kind of Armor independently developed by my own team. I call it — the Holy Angel Armor."