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Trump said stubbornly, "You don't understand, the Democratic Republic of Silicia is a very inclusive country. We can live in harmony with Nanmen II, and even more other alien civilizations in the future, and learn from each other."

Wang Lang had a headache. How did this grandson become president? Nanmen Er's technology is hundreds of years more advanced than Saturn's. Now it's just because the wormhole can't pass through high-energy equipment, so it's losing to the local forces.

What can they learn from you? Do you want to learn how to dance?

It's just using you now! I really don't know how people in the Democratic Republic of Silicia have long heads.

"You allow the Nanmen II aliens to live in the country?" Wang Lang asked.

"Of course, they are legal citizens of a democratic country, why can't they live within the borders of the country?"

"What the hell..." Wang Lang almost died of anger.

The public enemy of all mankind has become a citizen in the Democratic Republic of Silicia. Is there anything more absurd than this in the world? Maybe only they can do it!

Trump realized that this call was always about Xilijian, and he didn't mention anything about the Moyang Empire, so he asked: "What is the next step of the Moyang Empire? Keep restraint, there is no need to manufacture a hydrogen bomb with a yield of 1 billion tons, right?"

Wang Lang is in a fit of anger, does this grandson still have the face to ask the Lord to exercise restraint?

"It's really unnecessary," Wang Lang said.

Trump was happy that these lunatics hadn't lost their minds after all.

Unexpectedly, Wang Lang went on to say: "Since you think it's too small, then I'll tell the lord your idea and try to build a few hydrogen bombs with a yield of 10 billion tons."

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

"Hey hey... I didn't mean that..." Trump said hastily.

Beep...beep...beep...beep...

"Shit! Barbarians! Eastern stupid pigs! Fake diplomats!" Trump slapped the table angrily, "Quickly, call the high-energy physics scientists!"

Seeing that the president was angry, his subordinates immediately notified several high-energy physics scientists to come to the Blue Palace to meet the president.

The Secret Service dispatched a helicopter, and an hour later, there were three bald old men sitting in the presidential conference room.

After Trump was polite, he went straight to the topic, "With the current human technology, can a 10-gigaton hydrogen bomb be realized?"

One of the old men thought about it and said: "In theory, as long as the raw materials are sufficient, the yield of the hydrogen bomb can be infinite."

Trump shook his hand, and his face gradually became serious.

"It seems that the End Yang Empire is really going to manufacture a hydrogen bomb with a yield of 10 billion tons."

Another old man frowned when he heard the words, "Your Excellency, this is impossible. A hydrogen bomb with a yield of 10 billion tons can already be called a super weather weapon. The energy generated by its explosion can trigger a global tsunami. Plates move, volcanic earthquakes occur frequently, and super volcanic eruptions may even be triggered, and most of the human race will be extinct. Unless you want to bring all human beings to their deaths, it is absolutely impossible to detonate a hydrogen bomb of this scale on the surface of the planet!"

"What?" Trump tried to absorb what the scientist said, and then slapped the table, "Damn king! How dare you play me?"

Trump was angry, but he calmed down and thought about it. Since it was impossible for the Mo Yang Empire to manufacture a hydrogen bomb with a yield of 10 billion tons, he could finally feel relieved.

"These liars from the east! Order the National Aeronautics and Space Administration to prepare to launch high-orbit satellites. I don't believe it. The great Silician Democratic Republic can still let the Moyang Empire seal off the space domain?"

"yes!"

 …

In the Moyang Empire, in the Moyang Palace.

"Hahahaha..." Li Yunpeng burst into laughter, "Wang Lang, I didn't expect you to be pissed off like this by others today after 30 years of professionalism?"

Wang Lang was still filled with righteous indignation at this time, but due to the majesty of the king, he tried his best to suppress it, "My lord, I have never seen such an unreliable person as Trump, who blatantly colluded with the two aliens from the South Gate. Together......"

Li Yunpeng reached out to stop what he wanted to say, "I know the virtue of the Democratic Republic of Silicia, don't you know? I suspect that the wormhole between Nanmen Er and Saturn has existed for a long time, but it has been expanded after the end of the world. According to the trend, Area 51 of the West Country is likely to be an embassy established by the Nanmen II aliens in West Lijian!"

"It's no wonder that in recent decades, most of the technological breakthroughs in key fields have occurred in Xilijian. It turns out that the master of Nanmen Er gave them alms!" Wang Lang said.

Li Yunpeng shook his head, "The purpose of the Nanmen two aliens coming to Saturn is unclear, but it is not difficult to guess blindly. What can attract them here is nothing more than resources."

"Their technology is hundreds of years ahead of ours. If they are sincerely willing to teach technology, the Silicians will learn more than a little bit of it. I guess they learned it inadvertently during the process of contacting aliens."

"Now the situation has undergone major changes. In order to achieve their goals, the two aliens from the South Gate began to actively give some countries one-sided technology, such as the Blue Dragon Empire, the East Japan Empire, and the current Silician Democratic Republic."

Li Yunpeng analyzed most of Wang Lang's doubts.

"My lord, my bragging may be exposed in a short time. The mission to prevent Silician from developing into orbital space has failed."

Li Yunpeng said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, this action is only a deterrent, and now we don't have the ability to control the air in high-orbit space.

Silican will definitely launch a high-orbit space satellite to avoid the empire's attack. "

"My lord, the two aliens from the South Gate are making trouble everywhere on the planet, why don't they just fly over to invade Saturn?" Wang Lang asked.

Li Yunpeng recalled the answer given by the system before. The Nanmen 2 aliens are only a level 1 civilization. Although the technology is hundreds of years ahead of Saturn, it is estimated that they do not have the ability to travel across the 4.2 light-year distance on a large scale.

"They will come sooner or later. Before that, we will compete with the Nanmen two in the speed of technological development. The next two hundred years will be related to the survival of the entire human civilization. Our current situation is full of internal and external troubles!"

Li Yunpeng seemed to be explaining to Wang Lang, but also seemed to be talking to himself.

Wang Lang fell silent. After listening to Li Yunpeng's words, he felt as if a big stone was crushed in his heart, and a sharp sword was hanging above his head.

"It's useless to think too much. Send Tanya secretly to the Democratic Republic of Silicia, lurking down, collecting intelligence, and finding out the specific situation of Area 51."

"Yes!" Wang Lang raised his head and answered, then cheered up and went to convey the order of the king.

 …

After Wang Lang left, Li Yunpeng leaned back in his chair, heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "Li Dun, go and learn about the speed of construction of supercomputers and unmanned war equipment. There is no need to meddle in external affairs, but Blue Dragon Kingdom , it's time to unify."

Li Dun's spirits lifted, the lord of the country is going to make a big move!

"Yes! This subordinate will go right away!"

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