Industrial Cthulhu doesn't believe in the end times.

How should I write Chapter 5 of my memoir?

Seeing Xu Huan and Zheng Yuan's expressions, Ge Donghai, who had gradually calmed down, felt a little strange, but his mission with Professor Yu was over.

Although he was very curious about the source of the information, he refrained from asking questions he shouldn't have, and he hadn't signed the confidentiality agreement for nothing. Ge Donghai prepared to leave according to the corresponding procedures.

He was content to see this manuscript that revealed the truth, and even felt that he had no regrets in his life.

If you hear the truth in the morning, you will die in the evening!

"Let's go, let's go, Lao Yu, let's go out for a drink."

“Oh dear, you forgot, drinking alcohol is not allowed during confidential periods.”

"Ah, thank goodness you reminded me. Too bad, this kind of thing deserves a big toast!"

The two parted ways, each feeling that they could foresee another glorious leap forward for human civilization.

And that stepping stone that made everything happen once passed through my hands!

How should I write my memoirs when I get old?

Inside the research institute, Zheng Yuan and the others looked increasingly solemn.

Xu Huan knew that although his soybean-related projects were equally important, they were far from being able to reverse the fate of the country as rumored.

After all, ASEAN has limited land, and that limited land must be used to ensure the cultivation of staple crops. As for soybeans…

It's fortunate that we were able to break the monopoly of international grain traders. We have to take it one step at a time. This is the best we can do for now. The rest may have to be accomplished by the next generation.

The other technologies that Su Xun provided were completely different; they were things that could truly propel all of humanity forward, and now they were directly in the hands of ASEAN.

If this person really is from the West, they would send this technology over, and in large quantities at that.
Eighty years ago, they might have sent one or two over, but now? Absolutely not.

Science knows no borders, but scientists are different.

Moreover, in the end, the things that ASEAN hasn't fully explored, the West is actually far behind.

So the two of them had a general idea of ​​what this meant.

Zheng Yuan and Xu Huan discussed it and decided that, in order to avoid the information leaking, only Zheng Yuan would report the results to his direct superior this time.

"Director He, it has been confirmed."

"Yes, Ge Donghai confirmed it, there's no problem."

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

Zheng Yuan hung up the phone, and Xu Huan looked at him: "What did you say?"

"Protect Su Xun well, Director He will come directly... and not just Director He."

From the other person's expression, Xu Huan understood something. He nodded solemnly: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Zheng Yuan took Xu Huan's hand and changed his tone: "Dean Xu, what you need to do next is find a place to rest. Su Xun is important, but you are also our precious darling. You've been busy all day, so you can't afford to have any mishaps."

"If you get hurt, Director He will tear me apart if he comes along."

"Fine, fine, you think I'm getting in the way, huh?" Xu Huan snorted. "I'm not in your way, but I have to go to the experimental fields."

He waved the piece of paper Su Xun had given him separately in his hand: "This is my project, I have to take responsibility for it."

"Old Xu, why don't you take a rest first?"

"What's so tiring about this?" Xu Huan shook his head, but seeing Zheng Yuan's gaze, he finally changed his mind and said, "I'll take a few researchers with me, I won't do any of the work myself, okay?"

"No problem, thank you for your support of our work, Mr. Xu. Hey, Xiao Li, why don't you go with Mr. Xu and help him carry his things?"

"Yes!"

After everyone left, Zheng Yuancai entered another room.

Su Xun was waiting there, his pen still writing nonstop, as if the thoughts in his mind would never run out.

Compared to before, the environment of this room is much better. Seeing Zheng Yuan come in, Su Xun looked up and asked, "How did it go?" "Preliminary assessment: it has been approved. Director He is on his way."

"Only Director He?"

Zheng Yuan paused for a moment: "It's not certain yet."

Su Xun nodded, thinking to himself that there was more than one.

Although I have temporarily gained the organization's trust, I am not yet fully considered one of them. This matter is of great importance, and I must still exercise basic caution.

The other party will not disclose the details of the high-level personnel's movements to me for the time being.

Su Xun decided not to ask any more questions and waited patiently.

At least I've been keeping busy, so it's not like I've wasted my time.

What he wrote at this time included not only various new materials and future technologies, but also many things that would only appear in the apocalypse.

Basic characteristics and weaknesses of zombies, general classification of mutated beasts, danger level of secret realms, methods of resource utilization...

The process of writing is also a process of organizing memories.

For most people, it was an ordinary day, but for the students of Binhai Agricultural College, it was a bit of a novelty. One military vehicle after another drove into the campus, and armed active-duty soldiers replaced the original security personnel.

"I heard there's been a breakthrough on the soybeans?"

"What kind of achievement must this be to warrant such a grand display?"

"Unable to endure it, it has cultivated the spiritual root of heaven and earth."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I just want to know how many papers will be published next."

"Are you stupid? Truly good things don't get published in papers."

The faculty and students of the College of Agriculture discussed it enthusiastically, but were destined to get no answer. Soon, confidentiality agreements were sent to everyone in the entire school.

Now, even the discussions fell silent, but everyone was secretly excited—something big was about to happen!

Something big happened at the research institute that warranted all faculty and students signing a confidentiality agreement. What could it be? Many people began to speculate.

Two ginkgo leaves fell at the military airfield closest to the agricultural college.

"What's going on? This thing's here? Have aliens invaded?"

The old ground crew member whispered, "It's just a shrew, nothing special. There's more to come. Be prepared, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The two chartered planes finally landed, and the airport staff were deeply shaken as they watched the people disembark.

In order to counter the international military alliance established in the Americas, a large union of countries was also born in the east of Asia and the west coast of the Pacific Ocean, which is ASEAN.

Conventionally, its members are referred to as allied states, while those in the west are called convention states. Of course, there are also more common names such as East and West.

Unlike the World Parliament, which exists in name only, the Covenant and the Convention are built on strong leadership and have a strong binding force on their respective members.

Leaving aside the complex system, the ASEAN Council, composed of seven members, directly leads ASEAN, and the ASEAN Secretariat is responsible to the Council.

Accompanying him were several renowned academic giants in the scientific community.

Many people were curious about what event had prompted their sudden arrival. However, having changed their plans at the last minute, they did not linger at the airport but instead boarded a private car directly.

Due to the extremely rushed schedule, extra security measures were implemented, with guards posted every five steps and sentries every ten steps. Several military vehicles led the way directly to the Binhai Research Institute.

The censorship is terrifying; I had no choice but to write it this way. If you ask, all 100,000 words of my draft will be scrapped.

Now I'm so timid I don't even dare to save up any drafts. I write and publish as I go, afraid that if I save them up I won't be able to publish them.

The structure is actually quite obvious.

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