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Chapter 40 Completely crazy!

Faced with such generous conditions, it would be a lie to say that I was not tempted.

Zhao Jie thought quietly for a moment, then shook his head under Liu Huimin's expectant eyes. Her face turned pale to the naked eye. She opened her mouth several times and closed it with difficulty.

She was silent for a long time, and then asked bitterly, "Why? Is Yanguo not treating you well? There is a gap between us and them, but we are working hard to catch up, we..."

"alright!"

Zhao Jie stopped her loudly. He is patriotic. Who is not patriotic?

"I also have personal difficulties. It's not convenient for me to tell you some things. There is a god watching over my head. It's not a good thing if we have too much contact."

Above the heavens, there exists a supreme god named the River Crab God, who oppresses countless supreme beings and bows their heads.

Compared with them, Zhao Jie is just a little shrimp.

He pressed his hand on the table and accidentally left a mark, "I'm sorry, I accidentally damaged your things. I'll compensate you with something to make up for it."

"what?"

"It's a good thing, but I just want to show it to you. If you can afford the price, I can give you a chance to buy it!"

"I can agree to this request!"

…

This day was a wonderful day. The whole city became extremely noisy, with people coming and going everywhere. It was a grand occasion that had not been seen in several years, but it also felt an indescribable strange feeling.

The planes in the sky roared past one after another, the traffic lights on the road became particularly strange, and the red flags roared away one after another. The drivers in the traffic jam had never been so patient. Not only did they not complain,

And they were still discussing it enthusiastically.

"Brother, let's talk about some sensitive topics!

…

Compared to the discussions among the melon-eating crowds, the crowd restricted area at this time seemed extremely lively. Helicopters roared in, and everyone wore glasses and had white hair.

Said without politeness.

These people are the backbone of the country!

And this group of people were running as fast as they could, regardless of their age, running like children, causing a large group of doctors behind them to panic to death while carrying instruments.

If an old gentleman falls down, it’s not a matter of whether he can be helped or not. It’s as simple as being blackmailed for hundreds of thousands. He’s not allowed to eat free meals and wear free rose-colored silver bracelets. He’s the kind of person who will be blacklisted for three generations.

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"Old Ji! I haven't seen you for several years, but you are still so well-informed!"

"Fart, I'm old and not dead. How could I not know about such a big thing? Can I not come?"

The white-haired old man simply snorted, "It's all because of that bastard Xiao Lin's partiality. He came up with such a good thing and refused to show it to me. Let me tell you! Even if I got into the coffin, I would crawl out. I don't think I had eaten it back then."

I didn’t have any drinks or machines, so I survived!”

He held out his chest as much as possible and shouted, "Where's Xiao Lin?"

A middle-aged man rushed out from behind, with an awkward smile on his face, "Mr. Ji, aren't I thinking about your health... You need to calm down, you old man, please calm down, look at this thing, look at this thing.

"

He knew very well the character of old naughty boy Ji Lao, and over time he naturally developed a way to directly divert his attention.

Ji Lao suddenly slapped his head, "Yes, yes, yes, I came to see that thing, not to give you a bastard!"

With the help of everyone, he took a few steps forward and came straight to a huge warehouse. In the distance, teams of guards were patrolling. Tanks were constantly rotating their muzzles, and fighter jets were circling in the sky.

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As soon as he entered the warehouse, Ji Lao saw a tall black fighter plane that he had never seen before. Countless people were climbing up and down on it, holding various instruments to measure it.

"Is this a gringo's sixth-generation machine?"

The old man who was accompanying him laughed and said, "Old Ji, Old Ji, you also have a day when your eyesight is dim. This is not a sixth-generation machine, but an eighth-generation machine!"

"impossible!"

Ji Lao said categorically, he knew very well that the technological development time of Yan country was much shorter than that of foreign countries, but the difference would definitely not be that much.

Eighth generation machine!

In the conception, it is possible to enter space for high-speed combat, which is impossible to track at the current human level. It can cross the globe in dozens of minutes and carry out all-round strikes, which is enough to destroy any weapons silo.

Once a war starts, it will definitely be a nightmare!

There will definitely not be an eighth-generation machine!

Mr. Ji was very sure, but the old man's words made him hesitate, "Who said this is foreign?"

If it’s not from a foreign country, how can it be from an alien planet?

He knows the domestic technology very well.

Ji Lao looked at his old friend and said half-jokingly, "I downloaded the national anti-fraud APP. It's useless for you to lie to me."

"Why am I lying to you? To tell you the truth, we picked up this fighter jet in the desert. Unfortunately, we didn't pick up the instruction manual~"

Ji Lao:......

Before the two of them could continue their greetings, there were exclamations one after another from the black fighter plane, the cheers of surprise coming from the heart!

"Oh my god! God bless China, the defensive material of this fighter jet is so hard that I have no way of detecting its material. Oh my god, isn't it a new type of alloy material?"

"Look at me! This fighter jet has no fuel tank! I searched all the corners of the fighter jet, and they are all empty. They are all used to store guns and bullets..."

The man's voice was trembling, "Could this aircraft use controllable nuclear fusion technology?"

Please forgive his shallow knowledge. He is just a small academician in the field of energy. The only energy that he can think of that can enable fighter jets to operate at high speeds is nuclear energy, apart from oil.

Such an advanced fighter jet...

There is only one technology in his mind, controllable nuclear fusion!

The eyes of everyone present changed instantly. Controlled nuclear fusion technology has been implemented and used. As long as it is cracked, it will be equivalent to endless energy!

This is hundreds of billions, trillions, and sanctions are the lifeblood of each country!

"Look at me!"

One person shouted excitedly, "The control system of this aircraft is not a nanochip, but a quantum chip!"

His trembling eyes almost shed tears. Chips have always been a serious injury to the country. Countless researchers have been rushing on them one after another. They have been chasing and falling behind. How easy is it to overtake in a corner?

In the end, I just spent my youth, left sadly amidst the abuse and indifference of others, and turned to other industries...

Quantum chips are a leap above nanochips!

There are studies both at home and abroad, but they only exist in laboratories. The cost is extremely expensive, the technology is not skilled, and the computing power is only a few bits.

Bit is a measure of the computing power of a quantum chip. Generally, twenty bits can exceed the most advanced nanochip.

And on this fighter jet...

The man couldn't help but feel short of breath and dizzy. There were tens of thousands of bits at least, enough for a top power to study for hundreds of years!

Hundreds of years!

Everyone present changed their expressions upon hearing this, and stood quietly looking left and right, their eyes filled with light.

The Yan Kingdom will finally rise!

Ji Lao couldn't help but murmured slowly, "The fighter jets picked up in the desert are so good, the fighter jets picked up in the desert are so good, so good..."

"This generation of young people has hope, and they don't have to suffer from the looks of those foreigners..."

(End of chapter)