20: Contacting again, are you interested in the B2 bomber?

Chapter 20: Contact Again, Are You Interested in the B-2 Bomber? (Please keep reading)

“Is there really a B-2 Bomber?” Lu Ze's expression was a little excited.

This was a B-2 Bomber, the only Stealth Strategic Bomber in the world currently, which could be described as the strongest bomber.

Faced with such top-tier weapon equipment, which man could say, 'I'm not interested'? The person who could say that would probably be Wei Zhongxian reincarnated.

Although the B-2 Bomber might seem a bit outdated, it was finalized and mass-produced in the early 1990s, and it had successfully entered service with the Eagle Nation a decade ago.

However, it is important to know that there are only 21 of these bombers, and the production and development cost reached 2.4 billion usd per aircraft twenty years ago. Every gram of its weight is two or three times more expensive than gold, and its hourly flight cost alone is an unbearable price for many small countries.

If he could successfully replicate it, Lu Ze couldn't even imagine how many achievement points it could bring, probably even more terrifying than the 10,000 achievement points from the F22.

“Thank you so much, Lucy!” This was Lu Ze's heartfelt gratitude. Without an introducer like Lucy, it would be extremely difficult for him to get access to such top-tier technology.

“You’re welcome. Consider it a thank you for treating me to dinner.”

Lucy's lips curved into a sweet smile.

This boy from Da Xia always gave her a wonderful feeling.

She didn't particularly like the direct and exaggerated emotional expressions of the Eagle Nation people. In contrast, Lu Ze's subtle and interesting remarks always made her smile knowingly.

If this was love, it might not be. However, there were some ripples and curiosity in her heart, more or less.

As for Lu Ze being a Da Xia person? What did that matter? She herself looked exactly like a Da Xia person.

Besides, how many locals are there in the Eagle Nation? Aren't they all immigrants from two or three hundred years ago?

“We’ll see each other at the lab tomorrow.”

Lucy waved her hand and was about to run back home.

She had eaten a bit too much today and was already eighty percent full; she needed to digest it properly.

Suddenly, she noticed Lu Ze's movements beside her, rolling up his pant legs and sleeves to adjust his clothes.

“What are you doing?” Lucy looked a little confused.

“To thank you, I plan to run back with you.” Lu Ze put away his belongings and teased, “Of course, if you want me to give myself to you in marriage, that’s not impossible either.”

“Then I still hope you can be my servant in your next life.” Lucy chuckled.

She was quite familiar with these proverbs from Da Xia; giving herself in marriage was not an option.

“I run very fast, don’t get lost.”

After she said that, her long legs strode out directly. Even though she wasn't wearing specialized running shoes, Lucy's speed was still like the wind, and she appeared more than ten meters away in the blink of an eye.

“??? Why are you running so fast?” Lu Ze followed with difficulty.

“I forgot to tell you, I was a member of the track and field team in college.” Lucy turned her head and said, not out of breath.

Lu Ze looked at her long, fair legs, which could be used as chopsticks, and nodded, “I can see that you really have this talent.”

Not to mention using these long legs for running, in his hometown, she could probably earn a lot by pedaling a trishaw, right?

It's just a pity that the two heavy weapons on her chest really limited Lucy's performance, otherwise, she might have really had good development in track and field.

Half an hour later, after running all the way home with Lucy, Lu Ze waved goodbye and ran back to his dormitory.

He quickly took a shower and then fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, nine in the morning.

“Why haven’t they replied yet?” Lu Ze frowned, mechanically chewing on his Western breakfast of bread and milk.

“I’ll send them an email later and tell them the good news.”

On the other side, in Da Xia, the moon hung high in the sky, and it was already midnight.

Xia Academy of Sciences, still in that secret room.

Suddenly, a loud notification sound, and a few minutes later, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

“Dean, a new email sent three minutes ago.” Liu Zhixue stood up; he had been keeping track of the time.

“Good.”

Zhang Yuli replied briefly, sat down, and directly performed various verification commands to lift permissions. Time was tight and the task was heavy; there was no time to delay.

After quickly unlocking the status, a new email appeared in the mailbox backend.

The two people next to him leaned their heads closer, full of curiosity, staring at the text displayed on the screen.

“Excuse me, have you decided what technology you need?”

Looking at this line of text, Zheng Lixing's eyes lit up, “Is this the Mysterious Person you were talking about?”

Earlier this morning, Zhang Yuli had already explained everything to him.

From the first email this Mysterious Person sent to the Xia Academy of Sciences, all the way to the email sent this morning, which allowed Da Xia to choose any technology.

After hearing the whole story, Zheng Lixing's heart was churning with huge waves. He hadn't expected their Xia Academy of Sciences to encounter such a good thing?

“Are they asking again what technology we need?” Zheng Lixing showed a hint of a smile, “Why does it feel like this technology is being forced upon us?”

In the past, he, as a participant, deeply felt how difficult it was for Da Xia to acquire a technology. Technologies like 'nuclear bombs' and 'ballistic missiles' would not get any response even if they begged, and they could only painstakingly research them themselves.

It was nothing like now, where someone would repeatedly ask them to choose any technology.

Liu Zhixue sighed, “If there had been such a Mysterious Person decades ago, that would have been great. General Zheng, you all would have had a much easier time.”

“Without the hard years, there would be no rebirth from the ashes. The timing of his appearance now is the best!”

Zheng Lixing shook his head.

If it were him decades ago, he might have eagerly hoped for someone to provide technical data, to avoid a lot of hardship.

But now, Zheng Lixing felt even more that that hardship was worth it, as it shaped Da Xia's tenacious spirit and the courage not to be defeated by anyone.

It was only when they encountered moments where Old Maozi couldn't be trusted, the Eagle Nation couldn't be trusted, and even their own cultivated subordinates couldn't be trusted, that Da Xia understood that no matter what, they could only trust themselves.

It was precisely because of this perseverance that a brand new Da Xia was forged.

And now, the timing of this Mysterious Person's appearance was the most correct. Da Xia's hardships were over; what followed was sweet dew.

Zheng Lixing did not dwell on that period in his memory but urged, “Reply quickly.”

Zhang Yuli frowned, “Then I will reply according to the established plan.”

He directly typed a line:

‘Our side can accept any technology. Please pay close attention to your own safety. If necessary, you can abandon the technology or request support at any time.’

And Lu Ze, on the other side, didn't find this reply strange at all.

Based on his understanding of Da Xia, it was impossible for them to actually make specific demands. They always adhered to the principle that everything must be thought through carefully and not rushed.

He sent another email.

“Excuse me, are you interested in the B-2 Bomber?”

Instantly.

Looking at this line of text, the room in the Xia Academy of Sciences fell into a long silence.

B-2 Bomber?

The world's most powerful Stealth Strategic Bomber? They were incredibly interested!

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