Chapter 245 Let me take a good look and play with it.

"Think about it, Big Shot Jiang Jing is notoriously promiscuous."

"You lock him in a secret base full of old men to do research? Do you believe he'd be slacking off within minutes, or dig a tunnel to escape himself?"

"The country doesn't have enough time to treasure him, how could they use force? They must be fulfilling his 'reasonable demands' to the maximum extent!"

"As for protection? Heh, how do you know that outside the manor he lives in now, there isn't a reinforced battalion of troops buried there?"

"How do you know if the delivery guy bringing him food isn't a disguised elite soldier?"

"How do you know if the cleaning lady at his place isn't an agent from the Ministry of State Security? Modern protection is all about being 'subtle and imperceptible'!"

Once this analysis came out, the comment section exploded:

"Hahahaha! Brother, you're awesome! You've found the truth!"

"Dying of laughter! 'Reasonable demands,' that word is very evocative!"

"Holy crap! Put that way, it makes total sense. The country is catering to his preferences, that's soft protection!"

"The cleaning lady is an agent, hahahahaha! The mental image is too strong!"

"As expected of Big Shot Jiang, even the way he's protected is so unique!"

"I declare that you are the best internet analyst of the year!"

Netizens suddenly realized, expressing that this was the only correct answer.

If Jiang Jing saw at this moment that his reputation for being "lustful" had spread across the entire internet in such a strange way, he would probably perform a show of vomiting three liters of blood on the spot:

"I'm suing you for slander, you know! Slander! He is slandering me!"

Meanwhile, observant netizens also noticed that CCTV and a host of other heavyweight official media outlets, which had previously liked and forwarded the posts, had collectively fallen silent, and the latest reports on Jiang Jing and the press conference seemed to have come to an abrupt halt.

This unusual silence, instead of lowering the heat, triggered even more fervent speculation:

"Why is CCTV silent? This isn't scientific."

"You don't understand, they must be holding back a big move!"

"Agreed. With such a huge contribution, how could there be no acknowledgement? I guess they are studying what level of reward is worthy of him!"

"National Highest Science and Technology Award? Special Contribution Award? Conferring a military rank? Or directly... bestowing a title? (Manual dog head emoji)"

"No matter what it is, it must be earth-shattering news. Waiting for the official announcement!"

"+1, waiting. I believe the country will never mistreat a hero!"

The internet was bustling, but Jiang Jing, who was at the center of the storm, had returned safely to his Shanshui Manor No. 1.

Inside the manor, however, came a conversation that was easy to misunderstand.

"Quick, quick, quick, Captain Lin, take it out and let me take a good look!" Jiang Jing's voice was filled with obvious eagerness and excitement.

"What are you rushing for? Wait until I take it out before giving it to you. You're so clumsy!" These were Lin Hong's words, carrying a hint of reproach but also hidden laughter.

"I just can't wait! I just want to touch it properly and play with it carefully!"

Zhou Wanqin's gentle yet helpless voice sounded: "Alright, Jiang Jing, why are you so impatient? These things won't grow legs and run away..."

The scene shifted; on the central table, what was laid out was not some erotic item, but rather, lying quietly and gleaming with cold metallic luster—firearms!

Lin Hong was skillfully checking the guns, confirming that every single one was in a safe state.

Soon, Lin Hong handed him a compact, high-precision pistol suitable for carrying: "Here, look at this first. The latest 9mm self-defense pistol, good stability, and the recoil is relatively easy to control."

Jiang Jing took it excitedly.

It was slightly heavy in his hand, and the cold touch instantly made him, a person touching a gun for the first time, feel an unprecedented excitement and thrill.

Although his [Master-level Firearm Proficiency] already knew all the data of the gun in his hand by heart, he did not show it.

Like an ordinary person touching a real gun for the first time, he curiously stroked every detail of the gun body, feeling that cold metallic texture.

Next, he played with the assault rifles in turn, and even a large-caliber sniper rifle that looked heart-stopping.

Every firearm in his hands, although his movements seemed unfamiliar, always had an indescribable sense of coordination, as if he was born to hold them.

After satisfying his cravings and fully satisfying his curiosity, Jiang Jing handed the firearms back to them for safekeeping as agreed.

At this time, Li Xue, Zhou Wenying, Qin Shuang, and Li Ruonan, who had been waiting on the side, smiled and called them: "Had enough fun? Dinner is ready, let's eat first!"

The atmosphere at the dining table was warm and harmonious, but after dinner, Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong watched Jiang Jing surrounded by his four beautiful female companions, chatting and laughing, preparing to go upstairs to enjoy a leisurely night, and the two exchanged a firm look.

This can't go on!

Such a talent, how can he indulge in the land of tenderness all day long!

Zhou Wanqin coughed lightly, stepped forward, and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Mr. Jiang Jing, starting from tomorrow, you will train with us."

Lin Hong also crossed her arms and added: "That's right, as agreed before, we are going to teach you all the combat, grappling, and practical skills we know."

"Enhancing physical fitness and learning self-defense techniques will only benefit you, not harm you, so as not to... um, so as not to overexert yourself in certain aspects."

They still remembered the "half-month agreement" bet. Although they were convinced in their hearts that Jiang Jing had no possibility of winning, this was an excellent reason to pull him into the training program.

Jiang Jing's eyes brightened slightly upon hearing this, and a subtle, cunning smile appeared on his face. He chuckled: "Oh? Training? Sure, I've long wanted to learn properly from the two captains."

He agreed so readily that Zhou Wanqin and Lin Hong were slightly stunned, but then they relaxed—it seemed he was still very willing to listen to advice.

...

Eastern Theater Command, inside a highly guarded base.

A familiar scene played out again; the base's supreme commander, General Li Zhenguo, personally came forward once more.

Compared to when he received the "Super Material" manufacturing process last time, the expression on his face seemed somewhat calmer; he was probably used to it.

At this time, Staff Officer Zhang and Deputy Director Liu completed the preliminary deployment and handover, and walked over quickly to make a formal report.

Staff Officer Zhang's voice was loud and clear, carrying the crispness unique to a soldier: "Report! The Prosthetic limb and robots have arrived safely! Preliminary inspection confirms everything is correct!"

"Furthermore, he will produce the Prosthetic limb and donate them free of charge to all military and police personnel disabled in the line of duty. As for the Brain-control Technology, we will discuss the cooperation details after we complete the comprehensive test and evaluation."

General Li Zhenguo took a deep breath, calming his agitated mood: "Another free donation... this kid..."

He shook his head, for a moment not knowing how to evaluate Jiang Jing's shocking behavior, "I have already seen the effect of this Prosthetic limb in the video; it can be called a miracle! This will change the fate of so many good men! It is a deed of boundless merit! Boundless merit!"

Just as they were talking, there was some movement at the entrance of the Laboratory, and an old man with a calm aura and an imposing manner walked in, surrounded by his entourage.