Super Black Technology

White House. the office of the president.

"Dingling!" "Dingling!"...

The landline phone in the President's Office rang quickly, and a moment later, the President's Assistant answered the call.

"What?!"

The assistant was shocked, and quickly handed the phone to Mr. President who was working.

Obama didn't know what was going on, but he understood that the calls that would allow his assistant to interrupt his work must be extremely important and extremely urgent.

Therefore, Obama quickly answered the phone.

"I'm Obama!"

A male voice rang through the phone immediately: "Mr. President, the prodigy Ike has come to Lincoln Laboratory."

"What?!"

Obama and his aides responded in exactly the same way.

"I'm the security director of the Massachusetts Institute of Technology-Lincoln Laboratory, Ike is here, already here!"

What the hell, why did he get there? Oh, MYGOD!

"Stop him, don't let him conduct any experiments, any! Any!" President Obama yelled into the phone in panic, with an indescribably anxious voice and an indescribably nervous expression.

Damn, he used to use ordinary computers to cause so much damage to the world, and Lincoln Laboratory is equivalent to a military laboratory, and the equipment inside is very advanced in the world.

If he uses it, who knows what will happen? What if the earth is blown up by him?

What? You said he was still a child and just wanted to do experiments?

If you are paralyzed by the experiment, whoever believes is a fool!

"Don't let him do experiments, not any experiments!" President Obama repeated again, with a very cautious and serious tone.

"yes!"

Lincoln Laboratory.

The security director hung up the phone and touched his forehead, which was covered with fine sweat.

Alexander!

Immediately, the security director walked to the first floor, where there was a little guy.

first floor. hall.

The lobby on the first floor, which had always been empty, was full of people today. The researchers who are usually as serious as ice cubes have smiles on their faces today.

They're teasing the little guy in the middle of the hall.

At this time, that cute little guy was sitting on a chair drinking a drink.

The drink is watermelon juice, frozen.

"Little Ike, is the watermelon juice good?" A female researcher in the chemistry laboratory asked kindly.

Hearing the question, Ike nodded, his big eyes cracked into a smile.

"It's delicious, thank you madam!"

"Well, little Ike is so good!" The female researcher was very happy, touched the little guy's head, and said, "Then I will go to my place later, and I will take it to watch interesting chemistry, how about it?"

As soon as the words came out, Ike hadn't answered, and the researchers next to him quit.

"Why do you go to the chemistry lab? You also go to our physics lab."

"Who said that? Little Ike, don't listen to them. We still have a lot of watermelon juice in our virtual technology laboratory. Do you want to drink it?"

...

The researchers all lured the little guy one after another, some said that there was a drink, some said that there was a game to play, and some said that there was a doll...

Well, these are pretty normal.

What's unusual is that the researchers at the Radar Missile Laboratory even said that there are missiles to play with.

When the surrounding security personnel heard these words, they almost fainted with fright.

Your sister, you researchers are living in dreams every day, don't you think about reality at all? Who is this little guy?

He is a cyber nuclear missile; he is Diablo!

How dare you try to seduce him? Do you still want the United States to bear 30 trillion foreign debts?

What a hot pug.

At this moment, the security director came, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze in.

He came to inform Mr. President of his decision.

However, he didn't dare to tell the little guy, but told the middle-aged professor in the physics department.

"Professor Fergus, the White House does not allow him to conduct experiments! No experiments!"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback.

However, the middle-aged professor of the physics department was not surprised. He is not a fool, so how could he bring the little guy to do the experiment casually.

This time, the purpose of his coming is...

"Mr. Supervisor, I brought my students here today to watch the experiment, not to do it!"

What? Watch the experiment, don't do it?

"Yes! Today the physics lab is going to conduct a quantum experiment, and there will be a quantum field. So, I will take my students to take a look, just watching."

"It should be all right?!"

After the sound fell, all the researchers nodded in agreement.

They understand what Professor Fergus thinks, no matter what they study, no matter how good the theoretical knowledge is, they have never conducted an experiment or watched an experiment to impress them.

Science is not literature. Imagination is allowed, but in the end it has to fall into rigorous experiments.

At this moment, the supervisor also understood.

As the security director of Lincoln Laboratory, no matter how poor his knowledge is, he still has three points.

So, he quickly replied: "Professor Fergus, please wait a moment, I will ask the White House for instructions!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Supervisor ran out thump-thump-thump, and ran to make a phone call.

White House.

"Dingling!" "Dingling!"...

The phone in the President's office rang again.

This time, there is no need for an assistant to convey it, because Obama even gave up his work and was waiting for a reply on the phone.

Originally, it was impossible for the phone call from Lincoln Laboratory to reach his office. If he wanted to make a call, he should also call the Ministry of Defense. However, who told the little guy to go to MIT to study, so the superiors of some institutions in the school were changed, and they were replaced by the White House.

"I'm Obama!" President Obama immediately picked up the phone and said, "How is it? Is the little guy crying?"

"No, he's not crying, he's happily drinking watermelon juice now! Here's the thing..."

On the phone, the security director explained Professor Fergus' thoughts seriously.

After listening to the executive's words, President Obama let out a long breath.

Yeah, it scared me to death.

God is sorry, during the time waiting for the phone call, Obama was extremely worried, for fear that the little child prodigy of the Federation would start another row.

Fortunately, he didn't.

Moreover, he did not do the experiment, but "watched" the experiment.

If you just look at it, it shouldn't be a problem.

After some thought, Obama told the security director on the other end of the phone:

"You can let him watch the quantum experiment! Remember, it can only be watched!"

"Yessir!" The security director hurriedly agreed respectfully.

But Obama was still worried, and then said: "That's it. You arrange a few people to guard him at every step to prevent him from mischievous. In addition, during the experiment, you must let him stand 5 meters away, and you must not let him stand. He touches those devices, not even a single screw!"

"Yes! We promise to do it!"

Obama hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Beside him, the assistant also breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Mr. President with a smile: "With your arrangement, the little guy can't be naughty if he wants to be naughty."

"Ha ha!"

Hearing the assistant's compliment, President Obama smiled happily, very heartily.

However, at this moment, no one knows what awaits them; no one knows what is about to appear.

That's a very, very...