Chapter 67 Accumulation of times!

The maintenance center has new weapons and equipment in stock? And this time Lucy emphasized it.

There's 'good stuff' in this, how can one not be curious?

"Lucy, what is this mysterious goodie?"

Lu Ze came close to her and whispered in her ear: "Do you know any inside information? Tell me a little!"

He held two blueberry tarts in his hand and fed them to Lucy's mouth, as if tempting her.

"Delicious." Lucy swallowed it in one gulp, her cheeks puffed up like a squirrel stuffed with food. "I'm not sure exactly. I just heard the head of the maintenance center say it when I passed by."

"It will be officially delivered to our LLNL laboratory in two weeks. It is said that it will be a mysterious 'big guy'."

After saying that, Lucy picked up the latte on the table and took a big sip. The two egg tarts disappeared without a trace again.

She only knew the time when this "mysterious" item was delivered, but as for what it was, even the people in the maintenance center probably didn't know.

This time the order was issued directly by the U.S. Department of Defense, only requiring the LLNL laboratory to prepare in two weeks.

"Will it take two weeks to arrive?" Lu Ze frowned and began to ponder.

If this is the case, then it will be difficult to deal with.

The number of copies is refreshed once a week, but if he uses it up next week, what if the mysterious item that comes then is two "good things"?
And if this time is the same as the previous B-2 bomber, it will only stay at the maintenance center for a few days.

Should I choose to give up one of them? This is obviously not in line with Lu Ze's usual style. He always likes to "take them all!"

'If there are no high-value technology items next week, save up the number of copies.'

"Let's see what the 'mysterious surprise' is in two weeks." Lu Ze thought to himself.

Anyway, he hasn't found any targets worth copying yet, and neither the Navy nor the Air Force's open days will hold any activities in the near future.

It is estimated that Daxia will not be able to fully master the high-end industrial equipment such as the ultra-high precision machine tools that were copied this week in a short time, and those things will not run away if they are placed in the D-level area, so there is no need to rush.

It would be better to save one copy next week and wait two weeks to see if you should just copy it all at once.

'There are still five copies left to unlock the purple lottery, so there is no need to rush.'

Think of this.

Lu Ze smiled at Lucy, who was still groggy, and said, "Let's go. I have some ingredients in my dormitory. I'll make you some Chinese food."

Judging from her condition, I'm afraid she won't be able to make it until dinner time.

"Okay, let's go quickly." Lucy revived immediately after hearing this.

The Chinese food Lu Ze makes is much more authentic than the Chinese restaurants in the small town, and is currently ranked among the top three of her favorite foods.

A few days passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was Sunday.

There is still one day left before the next replication count is refreshed next week.

This week, Lu Ze and Lucy continued to work from 9 to 5 and 7 to 8, and completed the feat of working eight hours a day and slacking off for seven and a half hours.

now.

Early in the morning, the square in the small town of Livermore welcomed the rising sun.

Sitting on the chairs in front of the fountain, two young men from the lower class, one black and one white, were reading a few books with rapt attention.

"Buler, how much have you seen?" Parker, a fat white man, twisted his sore neck.

Why didn't he know before that reading is such a tiring thing?
"I've almost finished watching three quarters of it." The thin black man, Buller, said in a muffled voice without even raising his head.

“Damn it,” Parker raged. “These phrases are so hard to understand. I haven’t even read one-fifth of it.”

For someone like him who had not even finished community college, the English words written on it, such as "people's war", were really obscure and difficult to understand.

After all, the words he usually uses are simple English that ordinary people use in daily conversations, and it is impossible for him to be exposed to this kind of professional vocabulary.

Parker even needed to prepare a translation dictionary to understand what was said above.
Despite this, he still cursed and opened a book with a red sickle and axe printed on the cover.

Don't get me wrong, it's not that they have fallen in love with the feeling of reading.

It was simply for the $09 reward. After all, according to statistics in , the average monthly salary of Americans was less than $.

People at the bottom like Parker and Buhler have already escaped the five elements. It would be good if the two of them could earn two thousand dollars a month in total.

After all, how much can you earn from doing jobs like running errands and moving house?

Drug trafficking, extortion, zero-dollar shopping, etc. are too dangerous and they both dare not and are unwilling to do them.

Just as the fat white man Parker said: They are good lower-class social elements with bottom lines and principles, and they will never do things that they shouldn't do.

Even though they live at the bottom of American society, the two still retain their precious conscience.

Now, just use your spare time to read these books and answer the questions of that "strange middle-aged white man", and you can get a reward of one thousand US dollars. Why not do it?

However, after reading for more than ten minutes.

Parker put down the book and said with a puzzled look on his face: "Buler, are we being fooled?"

"Even if we finish reading these books and memorize them, that person won't come back to us, so why would we waste so much time?"

The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

It's been several days, why haven't you come to see them yet?

Is this just a boring pastime for the rich to play with the lower class? Just like a core idea in the book, never believe any lie of capitalists, deceiving ordinary people is their specialty.

It only cost two hundred dollars, but I was able to fool them for a while. Is this really what a hateful capitalist is?
"He has no benefit in deceiving us"

Buller didn't care, and quietly turned to the next page: "And it's good for us to read more books." He didn't think that the 'middle-aged white uncle' was a liar. Who played a prank on you to make you work hard to finish a few books? Isn't that crazy?
Moreover, many of the concepts in the book confirm what he has always thought.

Perhaps it is because they have read too few books that they do not have a sufficient understanding of the world.

"Buhler, you are right. We must never give up." Parker picked up the book and continued to study hard.

Anyway, there is no work to do now, so he will fight for that thousand dollars!
the other side.

Yanjing, inside Xia Ke Academy.

The atmosphere was originally calm and harmonious.

Zheng Lixing suddenly stood up, pointed at a newspaper and continued to scold: "How dare this little Neon bastard say anything in the news report?"

"Our J-20 project is stillborn? How come I didn't know about this?"

"The failure of industrial upgrading and transformation will lead to decline? Can they predict the future?"

He was so angry that his entire body was burning with rage, and his face turned red.

Originally, Zheng Lixing thought that the news report that said, "Daxia lacks Neon's technology and it will take another 20 years to develop it" was ridiculous enough.

The result was unexpected.

He has been observing carefully these days and has found that the reports by Japanese media such as the Yomiuri Shimbun and the Asahi Shimbun are more outrageous every day than the day before.

Today, it is said that "Daxia's J-20 development failed, and its performance may not be as good as that of the Eagle Sauce's F15."

Tomorrow, it will be said that Daxia tried to "copy" Neon's carbon fiber composite material technology, but after ten years of exploration, there has been no progress, and its R&D capabilities are worrying.

Those sarcastic headlines made him so angry that his teeth itched every time he saw them.

"I told you not to read these reports before, why do you make yourself uncomfortable every day?"

Zhang Yuli, who was sitting at the side, shook his head and drank tea with a calm expression: "Why don't you play a few games of chess with me? I'll give up my knight this time, okay?"

He had seen the faces of Xiao Nihong and his people countless times during his years as the president of Xiake Institute.

In his eyes, these remarks were just like "farts" and had no other value other than groundless insults.

There are few people in the entire Xiake Institute who would take these reports seriously. Only Zheng Lixing, an old man who likes to argue, would point at these news and curse at them every day.

"I am angry, am I not?" Zheng Lixing sat down and calmed down. "Tell me, when will we be able to develop our carbon fiber composite materials and ultra-precision machine tools?"

"Didn't you say last time that there would be news soon?"

Just because he is good at academic research doesn't mean he won't get angry no matter what happens.

It would be strange if he could endure the daily provocations from Japanese and American foreign media.

Even this is considered restrained. If it were Zheng Lixing when he was young, he could be said to be able to punch the little Neon with his martial arts and to scold the bald eagle with his literary skills.

Hear this.

Zhang Yuli finally reacted: "So you, old man, want me to urge them to speed up the research and development progress?"

He wondered why Zheng Lixing would lose his temper in his office every day. It turned out that he was hinting at this.

He immediately laughed and scolded: "Why should we rush this research and development? Didn't you yourself get stuck at a key step and didn't make any progress for half a year?"

Even if we have a complete set of technical information, who knows when the final product will be developed?

In scientific research, even if you put in 99.9% of your effort, it may not be as important as the last 0.01% of luck.

How many people are just one step away from success, only to have their scientific research results taken by those who come after them? This is the most cruel thing.

Seeing that his past was about to be exposed, Zheng Lixing immediately denied it: "Nonsense, when did I fail to complete the task according to the time set by my superiors?"

Just as the two were joking.

The landline telephone on the office desk rang.

"It's me." Zhang Yuli immediately picked up the phone and replied.

After a while.

When he hung up the phone, his face was full of surprise and he stood there for a long time without reacting.

"What's wrong with Lao Zhang? Did something happen?" Zheng Lixing leaned over and asked.

What kind of phone call did he receive that caused such a reaction?
Is it about the "mysterious organization"? Or is there something big going on in Daxia?
Zhang Yuli's eyes lit up and a smile appeared on his face: "You don't need to endure those boring reports anymore. This round is our turn to fight back."

"The good news from the carbon fiber composite material project is that a technological breakthrough in mass production has been achieved, and the T800 strength specification carbon fiber composite material can enter the mass production stage soon."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Zheng Lixing said several good words in a row, which finally meant he understood what was on his mind.

"Notify Daxia Shenying Composites." Zhang Yuli picked up the phone and ordered, "Proceed with production as quickly as possible."

As he said this, there was a sense of pride in his tone.

Shenying Composites is a directly affiliated enterprise of Daxia in the field of composite materials, and it is most reliable to entrust the production to them.

You know, it wasn't just Zheng Lixing who was full of anger. Even Zhang Yuli, the president of Xiake Institute, was not as calm as he appeared when facing Japan's provocation.

Will Daxia's J-20 never be built due to lack of carbon fiber from Japan?

He wanted to see how Daxia's carbon fiber materials would perform.

Can we beat Neon into kneeling down crying again this time?
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(End of this chapter)