Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

From the hundreds of kilometers of high-altitude sudden battlefields, the battle ended in less than half an hour.

The combat capability demonstrated by the orbital airborne brigade completely shocked the British Royal Air Force airborne troops that arrived later. It also completely shocked the British defense department and the audience who had first-hand news through the bbc live news sitting in front of the TV.

This is the first battle of the orbital airborne brigade.

Although there has been a lot of controversy on the network of think tanks including the military, including whether the soldiers can still maintain normal combat power and whether the weapons can still fire normally...

At this moment, everyone’s controversy has vanished.

They are very strong.

Not only that, but also terrible...

Just when the people of the world have not yet digested this huge amount of information, at the moment the "Arctic Light" cruise ship, the passengers' emotions have gradually returned to stability.

Standing in the hallway, a princess will pounce on her own, Lily Ann, and the excited voice of Prince Priap trembles.

"Oh, God, my Lilyan! Where did you go now?"

On the father's shoulder, Lilyan looked back at Lu Zhou and whispered to her father's ear.

"Mr. Scholar has changed me a magic!"

Prince Ferre squatted.

"magic?"

"Well! So a big pirate ship," said a size with his hands, Lilyan said excitedly. "A cloud of smoke fell from the sky, and the pirate ship disappeared."

"The pirate ship... is that the cargo ship behind us? Then, that...we really thank him very much." Prince Ferrep opened his mouth and apparently did not figure out what his daughter was saying.

But no matter what, she can safely return to her side, it is very good.

In addition to Prince Farep, the most exciting is Sophia.

I saw her rushing out of the room, and she took away Lilyan’s princess from her husband’s hand and held her a few mouthfuls before releasing the little girl who was about to suffocate.

Did not stop, just put down Lilyan Princess, and then quickly walked to the front of Lu Zhou, grabbed his hand, his face filled with grateful color.

"Respected Academician Lu Zhou, I really don't know how to think about you! It's really! Thank you so much!"

"In fact, you don't have to thank me," Lu Zhou was a little scared that the lady was holding her own mess. So after a subtle step back, she politely said, "Look at the friendship between the two countries. Just a little effort."

Prince Ferre came forward and said seriously.

"No, we have to thank you, of course... We are also grateful to those who have saved us from pirates. After I disembark, I will thank you and your country on a more formal occasion."

"Oh, actually, you don't really have to..."

Looking at the serious expression of Prince Ferre and Sophia Wang, Lu Zhou knew that what he said was probably useless, so he did not say anything.

Due to the sudden encounter with pirates, the total flight of the flight was shortened by one day.

It was not only because of the speeding up of the course, but also because the subsequent voyages including the trip to Malmö were cancelled.

Not only that, but the evening reception was cancelled.

Although this news is regrettable, no one has expressed any opposition. After so many things, the passengers on board have already been exhausted. The only thing I want to do now is rest, and other things will wait until tomorrow to go ashore.

Everyone ate quietly in the cafeteria and then returned to their rooms. The captain of the Royal Guard is still training the detained soldiers on the issue of equipment theft. As for Wang Peng, he is also busy with the unnamed bodies at the bottom of the ship.

There is only one day left.

Lu Zhou did not stop on the deck, but returned to the room, quietly watching Wang Peng's notebook collected from that person - the electronic version after scanning.

The lines on the tablet were scanned line by line, and Lu’s brows gradually wrinkled.

"No wonder Wang Peng will say where he has seen..."

The content on the note is nothing else.

It is the legacy of the late imcrc researcher Professor Garrett Miro, a paper on the theory of "the universe is spiritual."

Of course, this is already a rewritten version.

In a sense, this version of the paper can no longer be called a thesis, more like a thing similar to a religious program. It's hard to imagine that the people of the Uighurs who were easily dispelled in front of the imcrc had such a huge amount of action and even made a determination to die.

In contrast, the radical environmentalists who protested on the streets of London were nothing.

"That is, is a group of fanatical spirits who have planned this attack?"

"But this is too...somewhat incredible."

"Is it just that someone wants to use this smoke bomb to divert attention?"

There are two possibilities in this.

But if the latter possibility really exists...

Someone would like to think of this attack, to blame it on a new cult organization that has just surfaced and can’t see a little bit of a future.

Suppose that cia planned this action.

Turning off the electronic text, Lu Zhou threw the tablet into the bedside hill and reached for some sour eyebrows.

"I wish it was just my illusion..."

I felt that I had something that I couldn’t do.

However, it doesn't seem to make much sense to worry about these things now.

Since Wang Peng has reported the situation to the higher authorities, I think the General Staff and Guoan have already investigated this matter. As for the next thing...

Still quietly waiting for the results of the survey.

I believe that the intelligence department of the Chinese state should be able to find something of value. If he remembers this thing by then, then it is time to find an acquaintance to find out.

Closed his eyes, Lu Zhou decided to go to bed earlier this evening.

Just don't know why, just after he closed his eyes, the sound in the darkness was like a ghostly nightmare, which appeared in his mind.

"When you are staring at the void, the void is staring at you..."

......

Early next morning, it was a sunny and beautiful day.

Standing on the deck and looking up, you can already see the outline of Copenhagen.

Sitting at the table and eating the buffet breakfast, Lu Zhou folded the tablecloth laid on the leg and threw it back on the table. At this time, the first officer standing on the edge of the railing, with a loud and enthusiastic voice, The guests who dine on the deck said loudly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to land in Copenhagen. We have encountered some twists and turns on this road, but fortunately everything is shocking."

"I hope it will not affect your mood. On behalf of the crew of the Arctic Light, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings and thanks to all of you on this journey..."

Only the applause of the stars and the sound of the deck was heard, and most of the crew members contributed their own.

It can be seen that this explanation does not satisfy many passengers.

But in any case, this exciting journey is finally over.

After breakfast, the guests returned to the room to pack their luggage. Under the crew's farewell, they landed in the port through the ramp.

In the waiting area, the car of the Chinese Embassy in Copenhagen has already been waiting there.

The bodyguard in a black suit came forward and opened the door for Lu Zhou. Then when he was about to get on the bus, a group of sharp-eyed reporters found him and immediately surrounded him.

"Hello, I am a reporter for The Sun. We heard that you foreseen Viking pirates at sea? Is that true?"

"Is it not a viking pirate, but it should be a pirate... In the specific case, you are still interviewing the embassy or consulate or the **** fleet in this area is better, I don't know more."

“Excuse me, are you coming to you? Who do you think they might be employed?”

"I do not know either."

Lu Zhou had just finished a reporter, but before he could catch his breath, another microphone was in front of him.

"Hello, I am a reporter for The New York Times. I heard that you will speak on behalf of China at the Global Climate Action Summit. Is this the case?"

"Is such that."

The reporter asked the thief.

"But I heard that you are a cruise ship."

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou suddenly smiled and asked a sentence: "Is the plane more environmentally friendly? Or is it safer to swim?"

The expression on the reporter’s face was stagnation, apparently it was not expected that Lu Zhou would have thrown the problem back.

Who is interviewing who?

However, after all, after a hundred battles, he only supported me for a while, and then continued without saying weakness.

"But... As a scholar with considerable influence around the world, don't you think you should set a good example on environmental protection?"

The impatient Lu Zhou, who was asked, reached out and grabbed the microphone in his hand and replied in a clear and impolite manner.

"Because I am a scholar, I don't need to show off smart people in front of you, and I don't need to like you."

“As for the so-called model, I think that controlled fusion is a good example. By improving the efficiency of energy use, we have reduced carbon emissions and heat emissions by at least 50%.”

"More results will be shown at the Global Climate Action Summit. Whether you see it or not, this is my action."

“In addition, I noticed that the clothes on your body are made of chemical fiber, and most of its raw materials come from oil.”

"the above."

After all, he threw the microphone back to the reporter, then sat on the car parked on the side of the road and went away.