Doomsday Fast Travel: Kill That Black Butterfly

Xiaoliu reported the current progress to Zheng Rong through a private channel, and so did Lu Qiu. Zheng Rong gave them a temporary order.

He has been very busy recently, because the policy on the integration of low-level planetary resources is already in progress. Some voices of opposition were suppressed by him. In order to control these voices, he spent a lot of effort.

The busier a person is, the more likely it is that unexpected things will happen. After Zheng Rong finished processing the pile of documents piled up on his hands, he found a report from the Shougang Institute of Technology at the end. The title was about the Zero Universe Project.

He looked at the date and saw it was already a week ago. The report sent personally by Director Yan He must have represented the SOE's attitude toward the Zero Universe Project. Zheng Rong read it carefully, and the veins on his forehead gradually began to become congested with blood.

Yan He's statement was very straightforward. First, he criticized the unfeasibility of the Zero Universe Project, and second, he tactfully suggested that Zheng Rong carefully consider the source of the documents and the people he contacted, making Zheng Rong want to punch him.

Only people from the Shougong Institute dared to talk to him like this. Zheng Rong snorted coldly, pulled up Yan He's life information, and then made a call to the Unknown Star Territory Exploration Command Center far away on the Outpost Star.

"Is Yan He from the Shougong Institute of Technology recently with you?"

Lang Lan on the other side of the phone nodded: "Yes. What happened?"

Zheng Rong gave an instruction expressionlessly. After Lang Lan accurately understood what he meant, he ended the communication, then took out a gun from under the chair and put it in his pocket.

Yan He didn't know that he was in trouble. In the artificial oxygen room, he was reading the exploration reports of recent days while enjoying a high-quality tea.

Lang Lan knocked on the door happily: "Teacher Yan."

Yan He raised his head, looked around, and recognized this colleague who had had dinner with him.

"Is it Lang Lan?" He stood up.

Lang Lan quickly walked over and helped him up: "Teacher Yan, please sit down quickly. I'm here to talk to you today, so you don't have to be so polite."

Yan He smiled and said, "You are always polite. What do you want from me today?"

Lang Lan nodded: "It's about the Zero Universe Project."

When Yan He heard these words coming out of Lang Lan's mouth, he was stunned for a moment before finding his voice: "How did you know about the Zero Universe Project?"

Lang Lan sat opposite him and said, "Teacher Yan, this matter is actually not a secret, and you don't need to be so nervous."

"What exactly do you want to say?"

Lang Lan leaned back in his chair and smiled: "I think you must be curious why the Prime Minister is so interested in this plan?"

"...I'm all ears."

"Then do you know that more than ten years ago, a tragic case of cannibalism occurred on an exploration ship in the command center?"

"I know." Yan He looked at Lang Lan, "I was just an associate professor at the time, and I helped our director when the incident happened."

"If I remember correctly, you seemed to have some objections to the summary report at that time?"

"...Yes." Yan He nodded. At that time, he not only had objections, he also submitted another one. As a result, he was not only beaten back, but also brought up by his research group. If it hadn't been for an elder who had met him before to intercede for him and help him stay in the academy, I'm afraid he wouldn't be sitting here now.

"Then do you know who sent back your report?"

Yan He remained silent. He didn't know it more than ten years ago, but now...

"The Prime Minister actually knows that what your report says is the truth, but in order not to cause panic, he can only reject your report. If he hadn't been secretly watching over you, you wouldn't have been promoted so smoothly."

Yan He became more and more confused as he listened: "What on earth do you want to say? What do these things have to do with the Zero Universe?" "It's not that big if you say it is related. It doesn't matter. These two things are actually the same. the same."

"Where is the same?"

"At the beginning, Prime Minister Zheng didn't want people to know that there was some kind of alien creature that could affect human thinking. But now, he has a way to master this technology."

Yan He's face turned pale: "So, Zero Universe is not actually a way to relieve the pressure within society..."

"You finally understand."

"Then you came here today to convince me?"

"No. It doesn't matter whether you agree or not. What's important is that we hope the person behind you can realize what the consequences will be if he doesn't agree." Lang Lan took out a gun from his pocket and pointed it. Yan He's heart.

Yan He stood up, took a step back, and bumped into the table.

"W-what are you going to do?!"

Lang Lan glanced at the time, smiled at Yan He and said, "Let's hit the road, Teacher Yan."

"No!! I..."

Before Yan He could finish his words, his life was forever frozen in panic. Lang Lan put away the gun, stepped forward and closed Yan He's eyes. The advantage of the electromagnetic gun is that it is clean and quiet, there is no need to deal with blood stains, and it does not attract attention.

She placed Yan He face down on the chair, making a resting gesture. It wasn't until the next day that the old professor, who had been cautious for more than ten years, was found to have died alone on the alien planet due to a sudden heart attack.

Lang Lan expressed surprise and condolences at the news, and offered to send Yan He's body back to the Shougong Institute himself. The day after the funeral, the Zero Universe Project was officially put on the table of parliament.

Zheng Rong is very satisfied with the progress of things.

He invited Lang Lan to come to his home in the name of reporting work.

"This is a very good job. I think you will get your wish soon." Zheng Rong poured her a glass of wine.

Lang Lan smiled but did not drink: "How can I get what I want? Isn't this what you want to see?"

"I hope you can bring back more surprises from N22."

"Don't worry, no one knows 'that creature' better than me."

Zheng Rong paused and asked, "When can you give me a detailed report on Zhulong No. 3?"

Lang Lan asked: "What do you want to know?"

"That's all, of course," Zheng Rong smiled, "If I remain passive, it will be difficult to carry out the follow-up work."

Lang Lan pondered for a moment: "Let me tell you this, that creature is limited by the macroscopic carrier and cannot affect creatures that do not have the ability to think abstractly. As long as you protect your brain when exposed to an environment where she may exist, Naturally, she cannot influence you beyond your will."

Zheng Rong nodded: "Okay. I will continue to help you. But I still hope you can provide a more detailed analysis report."

"Of course, I will send it to you as soon as possible." Lang Lan stood up, "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Well, have a good rest. Go back and pack your things and prepare to move to a new office." Zheng Rong leaned on the sofa. (End of chapter)