45: The top special secret team is established; you will be

Chapter 45: Highest Special Secret Group Established; You Will Be Da Xia's First Line of Defense!

"I understand what I need to do now."

Lu Ze had a complete realization.

Although he had an initial plan before, he had never found the right path.

Without thoroughly resolving the issue of trust, he would have to be cautious within the entire LLNL Laboratory.

And if he could access core technological items, putting everything else aside, how could he not replicate a few of the Neon's favorite 'Little Boys' and invite them to experience the highest temperature in history from seventy years ago?

Lu Ze said he loved charcoal-grilled meat the most.

A moment later.

Michael Hassen, after eating his fill, stood up and stretched: "Keep up the good work!"

"If not, your current state is quite good too."

He looked at Lucy, who was next to Lu Ze; he had recently heard that the two spent every day together, and their lives were quite comfortable.

Why bother thinking about how to integrate into this ruthless LLNL Laboratory?

'Perhaps, young people are always like this,' Michael Hassen muttered to himself; wasn't he the same when he was young?

Was his decision back then really wrong? Could such an Eagle Nation truly be called a 'beacon of civilization'?

Perhaps he already had the answer in his heart, but he was unwilling to negate all the efforts of his first half of life.

"Professor Hassen, you have a lot of unprocessed documents; it's best to finish them before going back," Lucy reminded him opportunely, slowly tidying up the last bit of food: "Otherwise, I'll send them directly to your mailbox at home."

No matter how much he slacked off, as a professor at the laboratory, he still needed to handle some official duties.

She didn't want to do grunt work for Professor Hassen, helping him approve those incredibly boring documents.

"Then I'll rest for a bit longer," Michael Hassen lay on the chair and opened his laptop from his bag.

Don't misunderstand, as a king of slacking, he wouldn't handle official duties now.

Under the curious gazes of Lu Ze and Lucy, Professor Hassen skillfully opened a stock trading software.

Watching his method of buying stocks, Lu Ze looked bewildered: "Professor, you..."

"You're putting all your money into one stock? And even using triple leverage?" Even Lucy next to him was surprised.

Isn't this a bit off? This isn't stock trading; this is clearly a huge gamble.

"I'm not much of a gambler; as long as the stock I choose is at rock bottom, it can only go up," Michael Hassen said indifferently: "So I'll just go all in; if it dies, it dies."

He was a person who disliked gambling on luck and always chose to go all in directly.

Lu Ze smiled: "I'm not a person who likes to gamble either, so I only have one investment strategy."

"What is it?" A hint of curiosity shone through Lucy's bright eyes.

He held up one finger, attracting their gaze, and said confidently: "Keep investing. As long as I keep adding to my position, I'll never lose."

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Lucy's eyes were full of shock; it was truly a loss for the vast number of stock investors that you two didn't go into the financial world.

At this time.

While Lu Ze and Lucy finished their afternoon tea and leisurely circled the entire laboratory.

Da Xia, Yanjing.

It was past nine in the evening.

Zhang Yuli and Zheng Lixing returned to the entrance of the Xia Academy of Sciences in a specially reinforced car.

The two who got out of the car had a solemn expression between their brows and had not spoken much along the way.

They didn't even bother to rest, but instead quickly returned to the Dean's conference room for another meeting and discussion.

"Old Zhang, what do you think our next step should be?" Zheng Lixing's brows were tightly furrowed.

A melancholic atmosphere permeated the air.

"Who knows what the higher-ups mean this time? This task isn't that easy to handle..."

Zhang Yuli's expression wasn't much better: "Headache, truly a headache."

This emergency meeting was a secret meeting convened by the highest level, with only a handful of participants, each of whose names was like thunder.

At Zhang Yuli's level as the Dean of the Da Xia Academy of Sciences, he could only rank last, and Zheng Lixing was second to last. (Treatment level.)

They originally thought this was about some urgent matter that needed to be discussed.

The result was indeed an important matter, but its importance far exceeded their imagination.

The core topic of this meeting was only one: to establish a 'Special Secret Group' that would only be responsible to that Mysterious Organization.

Zheng Lixing took out his dry tobacco and took a puff, speaking in a heavy tone: "I knew this emergency meeting wouldn't be simple, but I never thought it would be about forming a secret group."

"This came much faster than I expected."

The formation of this Special Secret Group was something they had already received initial inside information about last week.

But they absolutely never thought that the highest level had already made a complete decision in just a few days, and the members of this 'Special Secret Group' would mainly consist of Zhang Yuli, Song Qinyi, Zheng Lixing, and Liu Zhixue.

Zhang Yuli would serve as the leader, Zheng Lixing as the deputy leader, and the other two as members.

The most suitable candidates were undoubtedly these few; the higher-ups never even considered anyone else.

After all, only these four knew clearly about the existence of the Mysterious Person and the Mysterious Organization behind him, and had even had many exchanges with him. If others were to join rashly, it would be a huge hidden danger, and Da Xia could not afford to take this risk.

Smoke curled in the room, the scent of tobacco relaxing tense nerves somewhat.

This time, Zhang Yuli didn't say anything, letting out a long sigh: "This 'Special Secret Group' has too much authority."

"If something goes wrong, you and I will truly be 'deeply sinful'."

"Yes," Zheng Lixing echoed.

This full name, [Da Xia Highest Special Action Secret Group], had only one authority: throughout Da Xia, only this group could communicate bi-directionally with the Mysterious Organization.

In necessary emergency situations, the group could temporarily pass judgments and decisions that did not affect Da Xia's basic strategy.

Although this authority was simple.

In ancient times, this would be the treatment of an imperial envoy, but this point could only be used in relation to that Mysterious Organization.

From this aspect alone, one could see how outrageous the authority of this secret group was.

A statement from the higher-ups could summarize its importance: You will be Da Xia's first line of defense.

But the greater the authority and the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility carried, a point that both of them understood, and this was also the source of their worry.

Zheng Lixing pondered for a long time: "By the way, should we inform Old Song now?"

Song Qinyi had not yet been informed because he was currently still developing the J-20 project.

"Wait until the J-20's maiden flight is completed; they can't do without him there now," Zhang Yuli waved his hand: "And now, having Little Liu is enough; he can handle external communication."

"That's true," Zheng Lixing nodded.

The J-20 project was arguably Da Xia's most important research project recently, and it could not be taken lightly. Having Song Qinyi join the group now would not be a good thing.

And currently, this Special Mysterious Group didn't have many tasks, and the two of them could completely handle it.

"Then next, should we contact that Mysterious Organization?"

"Will this be too frequent?" Zheng Lixing took a puff of smoke, then, after an epic deep inhale, exhaled beautiful smoke rings.

Less than two days had passed since the last contact.

Although the previous contact was to inform the Mysterious Organization of their actions, he was worried that such frequent active contact would cause some unnecessary trouble.

Zhang Yuli shook his head: "No, this kind of thing must be discussed with them synchronously."

"And I think this organization won't be 'petty' either."

How could an organization that could exchange one billion usd in remuneration for a thousand schools in Northwest Province be dissatisfied over such a small matter?

On the contrary, if there was no timely communication, there might be dissatisfaction.

Eagle Nation, California.

After Lu Ze finished lunch, he was resting on a sofa.

Suddenly, just as he was feeling a bit drowsy, a prompt popped up on the light screen of his eyeball.

[Ding! You have a new email in your inbox.]

Lu Ze immediately perked up and quickly walked to a spot: "Lucy, I'm going to the restroom first."

"Okay, I understand."

Lucy was holding a laptop, watching with great interest the 'Da Xia Kung Fu' guide Lu Ze had mentioned.

'So Kung Fu really is similar to magic... But where is the Magic Fairy Castle?' Lucy muttered, clearly she still preferred magic more.

Arriving at an unoccupied corner in the restroom, Lu Ze opened his email and projected it onto the light screen.

[Our side will establish a 'Da Xia Special Secret Group' to replace the Xia Academy of Sciences as the sole contact for your esteemed organization in the future.]

[This group is fully responsible for all matters related to your esteemed organization, addressing your requests for emergency assistance, rescue, help, etc. --- Special Secret Group.]

"A brand new group?" Lu Ze frowned.

And when he carefully read the content of the email, even with his strong psychological fortitude, he couldn't help but gasp.

"These conditions can truly be described as 'buying a horse's bones with a thousand gold coins'," Lu Ze thought to himself.

This could no longer be described with the previous 'Top Secret - Core' to illustrate its importance to Da Xia; perhaps for Da Xia, the 'Mysterious Organization' was like a national treasure.

It might not be possible to fight a full-scale war for the 'Mysterious Organization,' but proxy or localized hot wars would absolutely not be shied away from.

Lu Ze thought for a while, then chuckled: "Since that's the case, I should reciprocate as well."

He was not someone who didn't understand how to return a favor.

[We are very satisfied with this arrangement. May we ask what technology Da Xia would like next?]

[B-2 Bomber? Or something else!?]

(First update.)