"nglong, are you serious about these things?"
It wasn't that they didn't want to believe Zhang nglong, but the nas of these docunts were simply too intimidating.
Now, Huaxia had only just produced the fifth-generation fighter jet, and the concept of the sixth generation was only recently proposed, yet Zhang nglong had already co up with both the design blueprints and related technical docuntation?
Human civilization's space exploration was still at the stage of manned rockets, and we couldn't even break through the third cosmic velocity to leave the Solar System, but here was Zhang nglong producing wormhole technology and light-speed engines?
This was already beyond their field of knowledge!
"Of course I'm serious," said Zhang nglong.
"But how on earth did you manage to develop these things?" There were two professors and an academician present, all acutely aware of how difficult scientific research is, especially breakthroughs in so fundantal sciences that might take decades to achieve, and Zhang nglong was just barely over twenty!
"You're not an alien, are you?" Han Jinyu looked at Zhang nglong as if he were a monster.
"Looks like I'll have to dig out my household register, ID card, and birth certificate just to prove I'm an Earthling," said Zhang nglong, shrugging helplessly.
In truth, if it had been anyone else, they would definitely not have readily shared such advanced scientific and technological knowledge with the world, not even with their own nation, because of the imnse implications involved, and no one could guarantee their absolute safety.
But these concerns were not within Zhang nglong's consideration. After seeing just how powerful his own family was, he didn't care about external factors at all; the only things that could influence his actions were his own code of conduct and moral standards, nothing else.
"nglong, can we have a little ti?" asked Academician Zhou. "I need to verify these materials."
"Of course," Zhang nglong said with a smile.
Academician Zhou stepped aside and imdiately dialed a very special number; those who knew this number were all extrely important to the nation.
"It's , Old Zhou. Zhang nglong is very cooperative and willing to share his technology with the nation without compensation... No, he doesn't have any other demands... He's also in possession of even more advanced technologies that surpass our era, but we are unable to judge whether these things are real or not!"
"Yes, I need a group of scientific authorities, in physics, chemistry, environnt, biology, dicine, and so on, at least those with academician titles or above. Please arrange for soone to imdiately bring them to Jiangnan City; I'm waiting for them at the Bureau of Science and Technology!"
...
"nglong, I'm afraid we may need you to stay here for a few more hours," said Academician Zhou apologetically. The matter was simply too significant; before it was handled properly, nobody was allowed to leave the room or communicate with the outside world.
"It's fine, I didn't have much else to do today anyway, but I am getting a bit hungry, heh heh..."
"Hahaha, Hui Rui, go get so food ready, let's not mistreat nglong!"
...
After a full three hours, a group of special people arrived at the Jiangnan City Bureau of Science and Technology.
Under the protection of a special team, they entered the Bureau of Science and Technology secretly. There were 27 people in total, each one an academician, and not just any academician. They were the ones who filled the gaps in many fields for Huaxia and pushed this nation from weakness to strength.
Any one of them was a national treasure; if they had wanted to ride a giant panda out, it's likely no one would dare to utter a word of protest!
"That was fast!" Zhang nglong was sowhat surprised.
After all, these academicians didn't live in the sa place. To gather all of them from all corners of the country within just three hours and bring them here was no easy feat.
"Academician Yuan! Academician Xu!"
"This... Academician Qian has co? Hasn't he been retired for almost ten years?"
"Academician Fang, the recipient of the Two Bombs, One Satellite dal!"
Academician Hu Chun was already a leading figure in science, but the academicians appearing before him this ti were such that even he would respectfully refer to as teachers!
Academician Yuan laid the foundation for Huaxia's bioengineering technology, feeding over a billion people in Huaxia; Academician Xu was the chief engineer and chief designer of the fifth-generation fighter jets; Academician Qian was the founding father of Huaxia's nuclear technology.
In any country around the world, these individuals would almost be revered as deities. Many of Huaxia's academicians and professors were their students, and now, incredibly, they had all co!
For these people, wealth and fa had long since beco inconsequential. At this age, what they cared about was being able to make significant breakthroughs in their domains of expertise and to add a little more understanding to this unknown world.
But upon hearing the nas of these unimaginable pieces of technical data, they were invigorated as if they had received a shot of adrenaline, with one academician, who had been hospitalized for heart disease, even climbing out of his sickbed to rush here.
...
"Old Zhou, you said you have the design blueprints for the sixth-generation fighter jet? Show them to
quickly!"
"Old Zhou, I finally managed to spend a few days with my granddaughter, and now this targeted therapy technology for cancer cells has
hooked, I won't let this go!"
"Let
have a look at the data on that controlled fusion technology. I need to go for oxygen therapy after this!"
"Why are you in a hurry for oxygen, I still have to go back for surgery this afternoon tonight. What about the railgun technology stuff? Co on, let
have a look!"
...
The twenty-so academicians started clamoring like madn; if they couldn't see these things, they wouldn't be able to die peacefully!
"Hui Rui!" Old Zhou gave Hui Rui a look, and in those past few hours, he had prepared over twenty supercomputers, each loaded with a corresponding set of data that couldn't be copied or altered, only viewed.
But those old academicians didn't care at all, snatching them and imdiately delving into the research.
"Paper! Give
paper!!"
"This... hahaha, so the principle is like this. I've researched for 37 years, a full 37 years, hahaha!"
"Gravitational waves! To think that gravitational waves could be created in this way, why didn't I think of it!"
Several of the elderly n were so moved they began to weep loudly, a sight that was indeed sowhat tear-jerking.
"Professor Tu, what's wrong?" Hu Chun approached a professor whose expression was stunned, apparently frightened by the technical docunt in his hand, "Are you also so excited that you're nearly incoherent?"
"I..." The professor surnad Tu had a bitter smile, "I thought with my fifty years of research in nuclear fusion technology, I had beco a pioneer, but damn, I can't understand a thing in this docunt on nuclear fusion technology!"
Another professor standing nearby turned around, holding a docunt on wormhole technology, "I... damn it, I can't understand anything at all!"
"Hahaha, I thought I was the only one who couldn't understand. Turns out none of us can, haha!"
"What the...?"
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