73: How about we try lifting it?

Chen Wanwan, CEO of Xinghai Material Technology, slowly helped an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, onto the stage.

When the spotlight hit Chen Guoyuan, the entire venue fell silent momentarily, and then camera flashes frantically started blinking.

Chen Guoyuan dedicated his entire life to the research cause of the Dragon Country; calling him a national scholar would not be an exaggeration.

He took the microphone, his eyes focused, and slowly began introducing the major significance that the widespread application of [carbon nanotube t-4] would have for humanity.

The detailed parameters of [carbon nanotube t-4] appeared on the main electronic screen.

Chen Guoyuan then began explaining, with powerful conviction, the meaning behind these parameters.

He did not look at the teleprompter, because every single piece of data was already firmly etched into his soul.

His tone was strong, forceful, and resonant.

Everyone could clearly feel the excitement in the heart of this old academician, along with the sense of fulfillment that comes with achieving a long-held wish.

Chen Wanwan stood to the side, looking at her radiant grandfather, her eyes slightly red.

"Grandpa, you finally realized your dream."

... The press conference was declared over, but the reporters in the venue did not leave; the sound of keyboards tapping rose and fell... This storm, whipped up by Xinghai, was sweeping across the world at an unprecedented speed.

At this moment, no one doubted whether Xinghai could manufacture the space elevator anymore.

Xinghai, having mastered infinite energy and the most cutting-edge materials, could now build not only the space elevator but also starships for interstellar exploration, which were no longer mere fantasies confined to science fiction novels.

International capital, which had originally maintained a skeptical attitude, could no longer hold back and immediately dispatched teams to the Magic City, hoping to buy this last-minute ticket to the future.

However, times had changed; the price of the entry ticket had already increased tenfold.

Yet, even so, the ticket to the new world still caused everyone to flock to it.

This night was destined to be a carnival for the Dragon Country's internet.

All major social media platforms were completely boiling over.

Xinghai official website.

[Brothers, this slap from Xinghai not only killed the traditional energy industry but also casually swept away the global high-end material market. Absolutely ruthless.]

[Hahaha, I'm extremely curious now, isn't Xinghai afraid of the West uniting to flip the table?]

[@ Dragon Country Aerospace Administration, someone wants to flip our table, are you going to deal with it!]

Below this comment, a striking reply had reached an astonishing number of likes, over a million.

[Dragon Country Aerospace Administration: Try flipping it?]

[Holy crap! Is this the death glare from the authorities?]

[Brothers, does this mean our civilization is about to complete its upgrade?]

... The world outside the firewall was also undergoing an unprecedented information bombardment.

On the world's largest Q&A forum, a post was pushed to the hottest section by a mysterious force.

[What exactly is the Dragon Country going to do?]

In just one hour, the number of answers had reached tens of thousands.

[What are they going to do? Don't you already know? Admit reality, Big Brother is taking us all to the skies, hahahaha.]

[You should all just secretly celebrate. The right to use this sword is now held in the hands of civilization.]

[The era has changed. Don't provoke this completely awakened giant dragon anymore. If they get angry, our country will definitely be the first to suffer.]

[That's right. I suggest you read the modern history of the Dragon Country and see if your country's name is on the list.]

[This is a complete scam. This is absolutely not a live broadcast; it must be a pre-recorded video that was photoshopped, because it's unscientific.]

[Our country can do it too, as long as you're willing to invest in us!]

[We must unite and severely sanction the Dragon Country to let them know how powerful we are.]

The number of replies to this comment was rapidly increasing at a terrifying speed.

[Smash your head against it?]

[Before, everyone had swords, just different sizes and styles. Now, great, all our swords are broken.]

[You go yourself, don't drag us along.]

... Far away, across the ocean, tens of thousands of miles from the Dragon Country.

In the living room, Chen Tianhang put down the phone, his heart immensely excited.

He was a genius, having achieved great success in the aerospace field at the young age of 30.

When he was a child, his grandfather often pointed at the moon and told him the story of Chang'e.

Although he knew it was just a story when he grew up, the dream of personally landing on the moon to see it remained with him.

In earlier years, due to limitations in the Dragon Country's research environment and funding.

To fulfill his dream, Chen Tianhang resolutely chose to travel overseas, enduring the incomprehension of his family and peers, quietly accumulating experience and knowledge in the world's most cutting-edge laboratories.

When he achieved success in his studies and wished to return home to serve his motherland, he encountered enormous resistance.

Although the relevant departments of the Dragon Country negotiated repeatedly, the 'Great Beauty' (USA) refused to let him go for various reasons.

The recent phone call was Chen Tianhang's call to the Dragon Country Consulate in the 'Great Beauty' (USA).

Because the Dragon Country's decisive action this time reignited his strong belief in returning home.

At this moment, his seven-year-old son looked up and asked curiously.

"Dad, are we going back to the Dragon Country soon?"

Chen Tianhang smiled and patted his son's head: "Yes, why do you ask?"

"Then when we go back, will I be able to see a real dragon? Because you always say we are descendants of the dragon."

Chen Tianhang's heart trembled, and he smiled with gratification.

He recalled how, over the years, he had insisted on speaking Chinese with his son at home, teaching him to recognize characters, and telling him the mythical stories of the Dragon Country like treasured possessions to lull him to sleep.

It turned out that everything he had done had long planted a yearning for his homeland in his child's heart... Magic City International Airport, Immigration Desk.

Fei Hanqing was once hailed as a math prodigy seen only once every decade.

The Dragon Country had invested vast resources to cultivate him.

His choice was the same as Chen Tianhang's: he chose to study abroad after graduation.

But the character of the two men was worlds apart.

In order to receive better treatment and opportunities, he gave up his Dragon Country citizenship, and even frequently disparaged the land that raised him in public.

Now, the Dragon Country had risen.

Yet, he was now carrying his suitcase, wanting to return home.

In Fei Hanqing's words, people always strive for higher ground, and the Dragon Country would absolutely become the center of the world in the future, so returning home was essential for better development.

But he forgot that the Dragon Country was no longer the Dragon Country of the past.

"Why aren't you approving my visa? I used to be a citizen of the Dragon Country!"

The staff member operated the computer expressionlessly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

The system showed that Fei Hanqing had voluntarily renounced his Dragon Country citizenship and had repeatedly made inappropriate remarks disparaging the Dragon Country in public forums, leading the system to automatically flag him as: Permanently forbidden from entering the territory of the Dragon Country.

"Mr. Fei, we are sorry, but your entry application does not comply with regulations, and we cannot process your paperwork."

"According to regulations, you will be repatriated to your home country."

Fei Hanqing froze in shock. Repatriated?