Break out of the courtyard

"Comrade Zhang Bei!"

Just as Zhang Bei was about to leave the Sanxingdui underground base, the base director shook Zhang Bei's right hand and solemnly reminded him again, "These are top-secret projects. I hope you can abide by the confidentiality agreement and don't mention them to anyone else."

"Even if your father wants to know, he has to follow the approval process. Only after approval can he know the information he can know."

"No problem!" Zhang Bei put away his smile and responded seriously, "Our Shenzhen Peace College underground base is also a top-secret unit. The relevant confidentiality agreement is similar to this one, and the requirements are also very strict."

After saying this, Zhang Bei got on an off-road vehicle. Like the four guards who came from Shenzhen City, he was blindfolded and left the underground base.

Zhang Bei originally wanted to stay a few more days, but the Ruomu computer below was too amazing.

If his father could crack this brain-computer interface, they would be able to create virtual dream games soon!
Unfortunately, his father was not allowed to come here, and he couldn't even get the information here.

The reason why he decided to return to Shenzhen today was, firstly, that he learned in the morning that his father might have developed a new brain-computer interface, and secondly, that he would no longer be given other permissions here, and if he kept using the Ruomu brain-computer interface, he would become very tired.

What Zhang Bei didn't know was that the news of his father's development of a new brain-computer interface was revealed to him at the request of the capital, so that they could judge based on his reaction whether the sophisticated gold object Zhang Heping made last night was a brain-computer interface.

Now there is a result, because Zhang Bei gave up the Ruomu brain computer without any hesitation and asked to return to Shenzhen on the spot.

……

Different from the temptation in Xishu, Vice President Qian of Shenzhen Peace College asked Zhang Heping in person, but did not get a clear answer.

Zhang Heping sat back on the sofa with his eyes closed and a smile on his face, but Old Qian refused to leave and stared at the fingernail-sized gold-plated quartz piece stuck between Zhang Heping's eyebrows.

Mr. Qian and the others did not dare to confirm that this gold-plated quartz piece was a brain-computer interface, mainly because it was too small compared to the golden mask!
The reason why they suspected that it was a brain-computer interface was very simple. When Zhang Heping was making it, he wore a golden mask.

Although I don’t know why Zhang Heping could wear that golden mask for a long time, he did it!
Just like going back a decade or so, most people wouldn’t believe that there really were miracle drugs like longevity potions and regenerative repair fluids.

Zhang Heping didn't say anything because he was using the new brain-computer hang-up skill.

That's right, this 10-nanometer micro brain-computer with a quartz wafer as the base, a two-dimensional gold coating, a photolithography machine and an etching machine as the structure, and mental power-assisted packaging is the second-generation micro brain-computer that Zhang Heping worked on for a long time yesterday.

Because of its small size, brain power consumption is correspondingly reduced, but the increase in brain wave conversion into mental power is comparable to the first generation brain-computer golden mask.

Even so, Zhang Long and Zhang Hu still couldn't use this micro brain-computer for more than 1 minute, which is why the two brothers haven't gotten up yet!
"Honey, I'm going to the company!" Chen Shuting also tried the new brain-computer interface out of curiosity last night. She was still yawning now, obviously consuming a lot of brain power.

Zhang Heping still didn't say anything, but a pile of white scraps of paper flew up from the coffee table in front of him and hung in the air to form the word "OK".

This scene made Old Qian stand up immediately.

Nothing can prove better than facts that Zhang Heping really made a micro brain-computer!

And this pair of shredded paper hanging in the air is the best proof of brain-computer assisted externalization of mental power!

Mr. Qian was overwhelmed with emotions for a moment, because there was a most difficult problem at the moment: Zhang Heping did not have the authority to the Sanxingdui underground base!
Based on his understanding of Zhang Heping, if the capital does not give this authority or does not provide sufficient technical information, there is no way Zhang Heping will cooperate with them.

It’s not that Zhang Heping wants to keep it secret, it’s just pure stubbornness!

Qian Lao suppressed his worries and asked with a smile, "Heping, can you let me feel this micro-brain machine?"

There was no answer, but there was a response.

The password box next to him opened automatically, and a golden mask slowly flew out of it and then flew towards Mr. Qian's face.

Just when Old Qian was about to reach out to take the golden mask, thinking it would be okay to try this mask first, the golden mask suddenly rose up and avoided Old Qian's hand.

It was not until Old Qian put down his hand and looked at Zhang Heping with his eyes closed in confusion that the golden mask continued to move closer to Old Qian's face.

Seeing this, Mr. Qian instantly understood that Zhang Heping didn't want him to touch the mask.

As the cold golden mask touched his face, Old Qian felt the cold feeling rushing out of his brain, out of the mask, and then hitting a layer of soft wall. There were walls like this all around him.

"Just feel your spirit leaving your body. Now take off the mask!"

A consciousness came from the surrounding soft walls, entered the mental power released by Old Qian, and went straight into Old Qian's mind. There was an unquestionable mental pressure that forced Old Qian to do as he was told.

The next second, Mr. Qian took off the golden mask on his face; a pulling force of moderate strength came, and Mr. Qian subconsciously loosened his hand, letting the golden mask fly back into the safe.

"My head feels a bit heavy!" Mr. Qian began to analyze the situation, listing the feelings he'd had after wearing the mask. "It's a bit like the aftereffects of a cold, but not as severe. I feel sleepy, but I can hold on..."

After Zhang Heping received the prompt to increase his proficiency in the use of mental power, he took off the second-generation micro brain-computer between his eyebrows.

"Want to try this?"

Hearing Zhang Heping's question, Qian Lao finally came back to his senses from his thoughts. He nodded and smiled hurriedly: "Even if I have to be unconscious for three days and three nights, I will try it!"

"This is an improved version. It consumes about 60% less mental energy than the golden mask, and it is much easier to wear than the golden mask." While Zhang Heping was speaking, his right hand reached for the password box, took out the golden mask, and put it on himself.

Then, similar to what happened just now, the second-generation micro-brain-computer the size of a fingernail flew out of Zhang Heping's hand and slowly approached the center of Qian Lao's eyebrows.

After a moment, Zhang Heping took back the second-generation micro-brain machine and took off the golden mask.

Meanwhile, Mr. Qian, standing opposite, was pressing his head with both hands. "My head feels a bit swollen! I feel like the blood flow in my brain vessels has accelerated."

"By the way, how do you manage to wear this brain-computer interface for such a long time?"

"Is it possible that it's because I'm in good health?" Zhang Heping said, putting the golden mask back into the password box, wrapping the second-generation micro brain-computer with a piece of glasses cloth, and casually putting it in his trouser pocket.

Zhang Heping's last move made Qian Lao ignore the swelling in his head. He pointed at Zhang Heping with his right hand and said dissatisfiedly, "Is this how you treat the new brain-computer?"

"Do you know that this micro-brain machine..."

"It's a transitional product, don't worry about these minor issues." Zhang Heping stood up, rubbed the back of his neck, and said casually, "I've worn the Ruomu brain-computer before, and the mental energy consumption of wearing it is at least 80% lower than that of wearing my two brain-computers."

"It should use a multi-layer mental power amplification module. This is my next research and development direction."

"Okay, I won't say any more to you. I have other projects to deal with."

After saying that, Zhang Heping picked up the password box and walked straight upstairs.

Mr. Qian tried on the first-generation brain-computer mask and the second-generation micro brain-computer mask in succession. Due to his age, his head was dizzy and he had no time to think about what Zhang Heping had just said. He responded to Zhang Heping's back and left the Zhang family villa.

Outside the villa, two old men, one tall and one short, were sitting under a parasol.

When they saw Mr. Qian walking out of the villa rubbing his head with his hands, they hurried to meet him.

"Mr. Qian, have you found out? Is that little object a brain-computer?"

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

...The information that Qian Lao obtained quickly reached Hua Lao in the capital, which refreshed his understanding of Zhang Heping.

However, before Hua Lao and his group could come up with a solution, they heard that Zhang Heping's family had returned to Hong Kong Island.

This action suddenly silenced those who had been refusing to authorize Zhang Heping's escape to Hong Kong.

No matter how good their reasons are, they cannot stop the fact that Zhang Heping has developed two brain-computer interfaces on his own!
In particular, Hua Lao had given them some advice beforehand, meaning that Zhang Heping had said that research related to mental power should be conducted in Hong Kong.

The implication is that if everyone works together, perhaps they can get Zhang Heping's mental power research project back to China.

Unfortunately, some people are too stubborn to cry until they see the coffin.

After Zhang Heping returned to Hong Kong Island, he did not immediately start developing the third-generation brain-computer interface because the various equipment parts he had ordered had not yet been delivered.

In addition, he was also a little confused about where to set up the laboratory for the mental power research project.

If it is set up in the Peace Computer Research Center, it will be convenient for outsiders to participate in the research.

If it is set up in the basement of your home, then outsiders will have no chance of getting involved.

Zhang Heping's dilemma continued until Zhang Bei returned.

When Zhang Bei whispered to his father in the study that he had seen the Ruomu sacred tree this time and used the Ruomu brain-computer for two days in a row, Zhang Heping decided on the location of the laboratory: the basement!

Ask him why he made this choice?
Because the last time Zhang Heping went to the Sanxingdui underground base, he also reached the Ruomu sacred tree and was unable to go down again.

Zhang Bei also stopped here this time, what does this mean?
He wants Zhang Heping's skills, but he is also on guard against Zhang Heping everywhere!
In the following days, Hua Lao made five phone calls, inviting Zhang Heping to return to the capital for a meeting. Initially, the topic was the distribution of the Lifespan 120 potion, but Zhang Heping refused four times in a row. Then, the topic shifted to the mental strength research project, but Zhang Heping refused again, citing that he was "too busy."

Zhang Heping has indeed been very busy recently. He is busy screening materials that can protect mental power, designing some new equipment, and also considering the safety of the laboratory.

For example, cyanide, which was previously used to assist in the preparation of two-dimensional gold materials, cannot be used in this laboratory.

Zhang Bei, Zhang Feng, Zhang Long and Zhang Hu are still catching up on manuscripts on materials, structure, manufacturing principles and other aspects related to the second-generation micro brain-computer interface.

On the other hand, Tang Xin, Chen Shuting, Zhang Nan and others have been selecting gems and diamonds recently, and want Zhang Heping to help them make a portable jewelry computer.

This brain-computer interface is like an invisible pistol. When in danger, it can suddenly deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

However, with the brainpower of Tang Xin, Chen Shuting and others, launching this kind of mental attack would undoubtedly hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt themselves by eight hundred.

Even so, it is still a way to save your life!
……

"It's fine to give him the authority, but he must be restricted from leaving the country, especially Hong Kong Island!"

"Do you think he would be stupid enough to agree to your conditions?"

"Then we can't give it to him! If he spreads the technology abroad, all the decades of secrecy work we've put in by tens of thousands of people will be in vain!"

"Why wouldn't you listen to me? Now it's you who's begging for his brain-computer technology, not him begging you!"

"Then we don't need his technology. Our people can also crack the manufacturing method of that brain machine!"

“How long will it take to develop it?”

As he listened to the argument in the conference room, Mr. Hua looked out the window, somewhat speechless.

For a fleeting moment, Hua Lao suddenly understood why Zhang Heping hadn't come back for the meeting.

It's a waste of life to attend such a nonsensical meeting.

"Just do as Lao Zhu said. They should build the brain-computer on their own first. If they can't do it, they can seek cooperation from Consultant Zhang."

"How long will it take? Ten years? Twenty years? A hundred years?"

The old man who presided over the meeting and Old Zhu who sang a different tune were both silenced by this series of questions because they had no idea what to do!
Hua Lao frowned and said, "Since you insist on opposing it, why did you agree to let Zhang Bei go to Western Shu not long ago?"

……

The Magnesium Embassy in Hong Kong, Central, Hong Kong Island.

Director Alex looked at the sexy blonde secretary who had made his heart flutter, and asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Zhang still refuses to see you?"

"No!" The blonde secretary sat on the sofa, frowning at the curator sitting on the sofa opposite. "This honey trap you guys set is too crude. I can't act it out anymore. You should find someone else!"

"It's not your fault!" Director Alex advised. "It's the old technology you brought over that's not appealing to Mr. Zhang!"

"I know!" the blonde secretary insisted. "So, I'm going to do it my way, and you just cover for me."

"What are you going to do?" Director Alex frowned and looked at the other party, trying to judge the feasibility based on the other party's answer.

"I can't tell you or anyone else what I'm going to do now." The blonde secretary stood up and said as she walked out.
"Which idiot came up with this honey trap and asked me to seduce Zhang Heping?"

"Don't they know that none of Zhang Heping's sons have girlfriends?"

"Are you going to seduce Mr. Zhang's son?" Curator Alex hurriedly stood up and leaned in to whisper, "There's information on the three of them upstairs. Do you want to go up and take a look?"

"No need!" said the sexy female secretary, and took off the golden wig and threw it on the floor of the reception room like throwing away garbage.

"I'm going to apply for a job at the Peace Group!" The sexy female secretary unbuttoned her collar, pulled out the hem of her short-sleeved shirt, and tied a knot at her belly button, revealing her slim waist.

Director Alex followed closely behind, trying to persuade them, "You can't get in! Even though they've lifted the blacklist restrictions on Magnesium, they've never hired a single Magnesian into their company."

"Idiot, can't I immigrate to Hong Kong Island first and then apply for the job?" The sexy female secretary turned around abruptly, pointed at the director while backing away, and said:
"Remember, add a document to my file that allows me to immigrate to Magnesium at any time. If you mess it up and prevent me from immigrating back to China in the future, I will..."

The sexy female secretary made a gesture of wiping her neck towards the director, then turned around and walked away quickly.

The professional secretary next to him stepped forward and reminded Director Alex, "I don't think she will apply for the Peace Group!"

"Hmm?" Director Alex was successfully distracted by his secretary. "Why?"

"According to intelligence, Zhang Bei, Zhang Long, and Zhang Hu have jointly registered a company called Brothers." The female secretary adjusted her glasses and reported slowly:

"Since its establishment last year, this company has been engaged in the business of remote-controlled airplanes, robot dogs and other toys."

"They had been losing money before, but after Peace Wisdom Technology released a shooting game called Peace Elite, it attracted a lot of buyers to that sister company."

"Because of increased sales, that sister company is expanding, so she must be applying for a job there!"

...(End of chapter)