I'm Just a Sporting Goods Dealer. Why Are You Asking Me to Work in Arms Manufacturing?

Jiang Chen is reborn and inherits a factory drowning in debt, then starts selling sporting goods.

But the military keeps showing up at his door.

"We hear the steel jump ropes you make can't be snapped even when two trucks pull on them at once?"

Jiang Chen: "I just wanted to make them more durable for customers."

"We hear the golf clubs you sell won't even burn in a raging fire?"

Jiang Chen: "They can withstand temperatures of up to 2,700 degrees Celsius. Customers may not need that, but how is that a problem?"

"The military radar can't detect the livestreaming drones you sell?"

Jiang Chen: "Didn't the military say they weren't going to pursue that? The user didn't know how to fly it, so it veered off course and entered a military exercise. I didn't know rustproof paint could block radar."

The more they ask, the more alarming it gets. The deeper they dig, the more they uncover.

A military bigwig gives the order:

"Hurry up and adapt their steel-wire technology for aircraft carrier arresting cables."

"Use their golf-club coating technology for aircraft engines."

"Thank heaven. Our industrial investigation has finally turned up a big catch. We always thought foreign countries had us by the throat, but it turns out we'd just put our sweater on backward."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.