Chapter 5 Anonymous Contact! Please call me a caring citizen

On the other side.

At this moment, Lu Ze was still unaware of the huge uproar his email had caused in Daxia, across the ocean.

After sending the two emails, he pulled out the SIM card from his phone.

Throw it into the strong acid water that has been prepared in advance, waiting for it to quietly disappear.

Although any email information he sends is protected by the system and will not be intercepted or obtained by anyone else, all Internet traces will be erased regardless of whether he sends or receives emails.

But he still wouldn't reveal any clues on his own initiative to prevent any accidents from happening.

Slowly walking back to the campus of DUKE University, the first thing Lu Ze did was to take back the free food subsidy distributed by the school.

"If we don't fleece the capitalists, are we still human beings? We must fleece them mercilessly!"

"If I don't eat, who will make up for the lost nutrients for me?"

Lu Ze whispered to himself and walked towards a familiar location.

No matter how bad the food tasted, he would never let them have one less serving of food.

There were all kinds of free and subsidized food, and even if he couldn't finish it, he had to take his share.

All the free and subsidized school supplies must be taken away even if they are not used.

They should apply for various accommodation subsidies, exemptions and scholarships if they can, and they must not spend a penny less.

After all, if this could save the Americans hundreds or thousands of dollars every month, wouldn't that be more than tens of thousands of dollars a year?

He is a government-sponsored student. The country pays for me to study in the United States, but I don’t take advantage of him. Am I still a human being?

Lu Ze spends tens of thousands of dollars extra on Duke University every year. Isn't that a contribution to Daxia?

It is our duty to win glory for our country!
"I remember the lab provided free snacks and dinner today, so I'll go over there and slack off after lunch break!" Lu Ze touched his chin after finishing the free food.

Duke University is an Ivy League school in the United States, and Lu Ze is a master's student in the School of Mechanical Engineering and Materials, and has received a full scholarship from the university.

The value of this academic degree is unquestionable. He will not be rejected if he wants to join any research institute or laboratory in the school.

After eating and drinking enough.

"What should the next high-tech copy?" Lu Ze muttered to himself as he walked back to the dormitory.

"Copy another plane? I'm afraid the achievement points won't be as high as the F22. Or is it some other technology?"

The number of copies is refreshed only once a week, so he certainly can't just copy and waste it.

Currently, the world's top fighter jet is the F22. As for the others, either like the F35 that have not yet been officially put into service, or like the B-2 Spirit bomber, he has no access to them at all.

As for common aircraft, I'm afraid the achievement points won't be that high.

After all, this is a place where blacks are first-class and whites are second-class, Asians are sidelined and Chinese are slapped in the face, so it is still difficult for him to get access to some core confidential technologies.

Although no one bullies him here, he is more like a loner and outsider in school.

However, this did provide him with some convenience in using high-tech copying, making it more difficult for his traces to be discovered.

After a while.

When Lu Ze had just completed the great action of consuming the evil capitalist class's property.

I was lying on my bed in the dormitory, thinking about what I should copy next.

Suddenly, a prompt sound came from the system in my mind.

[Ding! Host, the email you sent to Xia Ke Institute has received a new reply! ]

"You contacted me so quickly?" Lu Ze was a little surprised. This speed was beyond his expectations.

He thought that it would take at least one or two days for Xia Ke Institute to figure out the source and authenticity of the technology. But in less than an hour, they responded to him in a hurry?

He then took out an anonymous phone card and pressed it back on a mobile phone, projecting the mailbox background onto the system's screen.

The moment he logged into his mailbox, an email popped up.

[An email reply from Xia Keyuan. ]

[We have received your technical drawings. What do you need us to provide? ]

[Please contact us as soon as possible after receiving the reply! ——Xia Keyuan. 】

Looking at this reply, Lu Ze thought for a moment, and then a line of words appeared:
"Are you satisfied with these data and technologies?"

Send it directly to Xia Keyuan’s email address again.

Less than a minute after I replied, a new email appeared.

[We are very satisfied with this technology. How much do you want to be paid for this technology? ]

[Also, can we get in touch in detail? - Xia Keyuan. ]

It was obvious that the people over there were keeping a close eye on it, so the response was so fast.

After all, this was an anonymous encrypted email, and Xia Keyuan had no idea who sent it.

Even Song Qinyi and Liu Zhixue were wondering whether it was a secret flag buried in the Eagle Sauce decades ago.

Now that the design drawings of the F22 fighter jet have been obtained, if they are discovered by others, it will be a huge crisis.

This mysterious man's current situation is urgent, and we must help him leave as soon as possible.

The so-called getting in touch means using special means to appear on camera safely.

Lu Ze was naturally very clear about the meaning of Xia Keyuan's email and replied directly again.

"You don't need to know who I am, you can just call me [An enthusiastic ordinary citizen!]"

"If you need anything, I will leave you an email to let you know. Please remember to pay me for the F22 fighter design!"

Now is not the time for him to return to China, and he is not worried at all about the risk of exposure of the technology copied by the system.

It is far from the time to officially reveal his true identity.

After sending these replies.

Lu Ze took out the phone card and followed the same process to physically destroy the body.

Fortunately, all of Eagle Sauce’s phone cards nowadays are anonymous, otherwise he wouldn’t be able to buy so many phone cards.

the other side.

Xiake Institute.

Liu Zhixue shook his head helplessly, silently closed the mailbox backend, and deleted the email records.

"Old Liu, how's the contact going?" Song Qinyi from the 611 Institute asked immediately without hanging up the phone.

"He didn't reveal any information, but said he would contact us later." Liu Zhixue simply relayed the information and sighed, "It seems that this mysterious man still has hope of staying in Eagle Sauce, so that he can play his greatest role."

As for the reward mentioned by this mysterious man, Liu Zhixue didn't take it to heart.

This F22 fighter jet design can be measured by more than just money.
That is something that cannot be bought with tens of billions of dollars!
You have to know that the research and development funds alone cost the United States a full 70 billion US dollars, and it took more than ten years and tens of thousands of scientific research elites to produce this thing.

reward??
It’s not a question of how much, but just give him whatever reward he wants!

(End of this chapter)