153: The fanatical Wang Guang is building a road to space!
“My… my idol, it’s me, I’m Wang Guang!”
Wang Guang didn't notice Lin Yang's subtle step back, but instead leaned in more enthusiastically, the fervor in his eyes already turning into fanaticism.
If Lin Yang hadn't held his suitcase in front of him, Wang Guang would have likely rushed forward and given Lin Yang a bear hug.
“...You’re Wang Guang?” Lin Yang breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought he'd encountered a pervert right after getting off the car.
“Hehe, it’s me, it’s me! The teacher asked me to pick you up, and I finally get to see you.”
Wang Guang was very excited, and as he spoke, he reached to push Lin Yang’s suitcase.
“I can do it myself…” Lin Yang felt a bit overwhelmed by this kid’s enthusiasm.
“Hehe, alright, alright, hehe, idol, let’s go inside first. The teacher said not to reveal your identity.” Wang Guang rubbed his hands together and whispered.
“You lead the way.”
“Mmm, mmm, please follow me. The teachers found it inconvenient to come out and greet you personally, they’re already waiting inside, please don’t mind.”
Wang Guang led the way, his face flushed with excitement.
Lin Yang was a bit puzzled: “Wang Guang, you seem very excited?”
This kid was leading the way, practically acting like a monkey, taking three steps and jumping twice.
“Hehehe, idol, please don’t mind, I’m just too excited to see you, I couldn’t help it.” Wang Guang awkwardly touched his forehead.
“...There’s no need. I’m not some monster with three heads and six arms. You should calm down.” Lin Yang mumbled, this kid’s current appearance was a little scary.
“Cough, cough, alright, idol, I’ll try to calm down.” Wang Guang became even more embarrassed.
“Don’t call me idol anymore. My name is Lin Yang, you can call me by my full name or Lin.”
This was the first time Lin Yang had been called “idol” to his face repeatedly, and he felt a bit uncomfortable.
“How can I do that? I don’t think I’m worthy of calling my idol by his full name!”
Wang Guang had none of the composure of a researcher; he was so excited he was acting like a… primary school student.
“...What’s there to be worthy or unworthy of? It’s just a name.” Lin Yang was speechless.
“No, that won’t do! You are my idol, my only idol. Please let me call you idol. Otherwise, calling you by your name would make me feel guilty.” Wang Guang said, mustering his courage.
“...Fine, whatever you want.” Lin Yang sighed.
He now somewhat understood why famous celebrities always wrapped themselves up tightly when going out.
If they encountered a fan like Wang Guang, it would indeed be a bit hard to handle.
However, looking at Wang Guang's fanatical appearance, he couldn't help but wonder if He Ming, that Dead Fatty, would be even crazier than Wang Guang if he knew his identity?
After all, that kid had even set up a memorial tablet for him to revere!
He felt it should be even more fanatical than Wang Guang, right?
But then, thinking of that Dead Fatty going crazy and pouncing on him after learning his identity, Lin Yang's heart trembled.
It's better not to tell that Dead Fatty for now.
And if he were to tell him, he couldn't do it face-to-face.
Otherwise, He Ming would probably spray him with saliva.
“Idol, we’re here.”
While Lin Yang was lost in thought, Wang Guang spoke, interrupting his train of thought.
Then, he saw two distinguished middle-aged men standing at the office door, smiling at him, and they said in succession: “Lin, welcome to Great Science Academy. We apologize for not coming out to greet you, and we hope you don’t mind.”
Hearing their voices, Lin Yang could tell who was who without them introducing themselves!
“Dean Zhao, I didn't expect you to be even more energetic than you sounded on the phone, and Dean Chu, you are much more imposing than I imagined.”
Lin Yang spoke first, accurately identifying both men.
He had participated in an internal video conference when he used the Technological Scanner to steal Unpretty Aerospace Institute's technology.
He remembered everyone's voice.
As his words fell, Zhao Zizhen burst out laughing: “Lin is truly sharp-eyed.”
Dr. Chu touched his forehead and grinned: “How am I imposing?”
He had tried his best to maintain a smile and appear benevolent.
After entering the room and taking their seats, Lin Yang checked the time and asked: “Has Yuan President not arrived yet?”
“He’s still on the way, it might take a while. He treasures those plant seeds very much, fearing any accidents.” Zhao Zizhen replied.
Lin Yang nodded and said no more.
Zhao Zizhen and Dr. Chu exchanged glances and said:
“Lin, Butler One from the Tiangong Base on the moon just contacted us to exchange materials. The resources exchanged can all be used to build a Sky Carrier. Once the resources arrive, we can officially begin construction.”
“That’s great, isn’t it?” Lin Yang smiled.
“It is great, but at the same time, that robot Butler One also exchanged a large amount of resources from us. We feel it’s necessary to prevent the Alien Commander of the Tiangong Base from attacking us once he recovers his invasion capabilities with the acquired materials.”
Zhao Zizhen said again.
“So, what does the higher-up mean?” Lin Yang asked in return.
“They want to make some preparations for anti-invasion. From your perspective, Lin, will that Alien Commander attack us?” Zhao Zizhen asked, looking into Lin Yang’s eyes.
Lin Yang blinked, looking directly at Zhao Zizhen: “How can I say? I don’t know that Commander, and who can guess the thoughts of Aliens?”
The two looked at each other for more than ten seconds, then Zhao Zizhen suddenly withdrew his gaze and burst out laughing:
“That’s true, no one can guess the thoughts of Aliens. Then, from your perspective, Lin, if we were to build defensive fortifications, how should we start?”
Lin Yang, however, shook his head: “I don’t think it’s necessary to build defensive structures yet. After all, Alien technology is so advanced that any defensive works we build won’t withstand their attacks. Instead of wasting time and resources on this, it would be better to be proactive.”
“Proactive? What do you mean, Lin?” Zhao Zizhen and Dr. Chu both looked over.
“Now that the Aliens on the moon can provide us with resources, of course, we should seize the opportunity to enter the interstellar age. The resources on Blue Star will eventually be depleted. Not to mention too far, even the planets near our Solar System have vast resources available for mining.” Lin Yang said.
“So, why not use this opportunity to completely enter the interstellar age? The Aliens want to use us to obtain resources, and we can also use Alien resources and technology to build more advanced spacecraft and enter other planets to mine resources.”
“As long as we have enough resources, plus Nuclear fusion technology to provide energy, if we have enough spacecraft, even if we can’t win, we can still escape in the future. That’s better than staying put and being passively beaten, right?”
“This…”
Zhao Zizhen and Dr. Chu were both startled, then simultaneously asked: “Then, Lin, do you have a specific plan?”
“Of course.” Lin Yang nodded, “There’s a saying I’m sure both Deans have heard.”
“What saying?”
“To get rich, first build roads!”
“To get rich, first build roads?”
Zhao Zizhen and Dr. Chu were stunned again.
They had certainly heard this saying, but they didn't understand what Lin Yang meant by it at this moment.
“Yes, build roads!”
Lin Yang nodded, giving an affirmative reply, then looked up at the sky and slowly said:
“But this road is not an ordinary road, it’s a sky road!”
“More precisely, it’s a space road!”
“Space road? What do you mean, Lin?” Zhao Zizhen and Dr. Chu were even more confused.
How do you build roads in space?
Lin Yang smiled slightly and calmly uttered four words: “Space Elevator!”
“Space… Elevator??”
Zhao Zizhen and Dr. Chu were instantly shocked, springing to their feet and looking at Lin Yang in astonishment.
They hadn't heard wrong, had they?
What did Lin Yang say he wanted to build?
A Space Elevator?
He wasn't joking, was he?
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