Our great nation of China traverses the multiverse.

Fang Jing immediately explained.

"I will compile a report and submit it."

Zhao Guangyao patted Fang Jing on the shoulder, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Don't worry."

"Since He wants us to go to the moon and establish a lunar base, then we will do as He says."

"Once the lunar base is established, we'll naturally understand what that means!"

"it is good!"

Fang Jing felt much calmer after hearing Zhao Guangyao's words of comfort.

After saying a few more words, Zhao Guangyao hurriedly left with his technology kit.

After he left, Zhou Yuan immediately rushed over and gave Fang Jing a big bear hug.

"Good job, kid! You did a great job this time, getting the exoskeleton technology on your first try!"

Zhou Yuan of the Han Dynasty was born a peasant and later studied in the army. However, he still retained the simple-mindedness that comes from working the land, so he expressed his joy directly without any hesitation.

Sun Wang and the others, all of whom came from military backgrounds, generously gave Fang Jing a hug each.

This is what makes Fang Jingxin happy.

These "most lovable people" are open and honest, wholeheartedly devoted to the country, and completely free of intrigue and backstabbing.

Of course, Fang Jing didn't sense the intrigue, because...

The elderly Zhu Chengjin kept them all out of Project 237.

"Okay, I understand. This is indeed good news. I will discuss it with Number One."

After hanging up the secure call from Chen Limin at the Xishan base, Old Zhu exhaled a breath of stale air and snorted coldly:

"These little brats are starting to get worked up again. We'll show you the results soon, and they'll scare you to death!"

Thinking of the good things Fang Jing brought back, Old Zhu chuckled.

"Is this stagnant world ready to receive our depth charges?"

Chapter 9 is here, baby!

China, the capital, the council building.

A dozen or so important figures were sitting together, arguing incessantly about one thing.

The director of the Institute of Chemical Engineering and Battery Technology is a master debater, possessing exceptional eloquence.

"Battery technology is now of paramount importance!"

"Electric vehicles, unmanned equipment, even extraterrestrial exploration—which of these doesn't require battery technology? How can such important projects be stopped so easily?"

"What are you trying to do? I suspect there's something wrong with one of you!"

"Investigate the confidentiality department, the people who approved the projects! Investigate them all!"

He Jiaxun shouted hoarsely, glaring resentfully at the project approval staff who looked sullen.

This morning, he went to the research lab as usual.

The result was a bolt from the blue.

Their advanced solid-state sodium battery pilot project was completely shut down, and the entire experimental group was awaiting reassignment.

Upon seeing the announcement, he immediately became furious.

Time is life, and the industrial advantages that China has painstakingly accumulated in the battery field can be brought to a halt at any time.

Without a reasonable explanation, he would suspect...

It's not a doubt, it's a certainty: a foreign spy has infiltrated the approval team!

"Mr. He, Mr. He, don't worry, aren't we here for a symposium today?"

Sitting to the side, sipping tea, the head of the robot propulsion research group, whose smile concealed a dagger, remained unmoved. He advised, "Everyone here has had their projects suspended. Isn't this meeting meant to provide an explanation?"

"Come on, let's see what reasons you can come up with."

"If this reason is not convincing, then we will have to write to Number One."

"Hmph, that's right. My exoskeleton integrated power transmission system has also been shut down. I really don't know what you guys are thinking."

"..."

During the symposium, all the experts and scholars were quite irritable.

Those who come here are undoubtedly those whose projects have been suspended.

For those who consider research their life's work, the anger in their hearts is unimaginable.

"Please calm down, everyone. It's not our idea to stop your projects."

Wu Youde, the former president of the Chinese Academy of Sciences and head of the project review team, managed to keep so many prominent scientists in check thanks to his prestige.

At the same time, cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

What are the military personnel doing? Why haven't they arrived yet?

When these old guys cause trouble, the entire scientific community in China will tremble!

"If it's not your idea, then is it the idea from above?!"

He Jiaxun glared at Wu Youde, having always disliked the old man. So he said sarcastically, "Didn't you say you bought a house in the US? I think there's something wrong with you."

"Hey, Lao He, I just went to the US technology conference and visited some American classmates. Those paparazzi took pictures of me. This is pure fabrication, and you're really pushing your luck!"

Wu Youde was also somewhat helpless.

The people who came this time were no less influential than him in their respective professional fields, especially Old He, whom he had always disliked.

To prevent the meeting from turning into a shouting match between himself and Lao He, Wu Youde had to release some information.

"This matter is indeed what the higher-ups want. Look at the documents, they were signed by No. 1, it's genuine."

The document was distributed, and I looked at the big red stamp.

He Jiaxun, who was originally about to unleash a torrent of abuse, calmed down.

"reason?"

"Tat-tat--"

The familiar sound of military boots hitting the ground came from behind.

Wu Youde breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Here's the reason, everyone take a look!"

"boom!"

The conference room door was pushed open.

Two teams of soldiers, dressed in combat uniforms and fully armed, pushed open the door and entered.

"Block the signal, tell the airport to intercept the radio waves here, notify the information department, and get rid of the US surveillance satellites."

Chen Limin was the last to enter the meeting room.

He didn't say anything, but silently walked to the windowsill, made a hand gesture to the sniper across the street, and then closed the curtains.

"Wow, what a grand display! How about an explanation?"

Fully armed soldiers are sending telegrams, while the communications officer has activated the shielding.

The scale of the operation was indeed impressive, but it did nothing to intimidate He Jiaxun, who had served on the battlefield. He sneered and wanted to see what the reasons were for listening to so many projects.

"Security officer, distribute the confidentiality agreements."

After Chen Limin checked the site and found no problems, he gave an instruction and then waved his hand.

"Kakaka-"

The trolley was slowly pushed into the conference room.

The entire cart was covered by a black cloth, giving it an air of mystery.

"Xiao Chen, you've kept us in suspense for so long, let's see what happens."

Wu Youde didn't actually know why these projects were stopped; he was just following the instructions in the documents.

So, he was actually quite curious too.

"What's all this mysterious stuff?"

Without hesitation, He Jiaxun quickly signed his name on the confidentiality agreement.

He muttered to himself, vowing that if this thing couldn't convince him, he would take it all the way to Number One!

"Director Chen, the confidentiality agreements have been collected!"

The security officer carefully put away the documents, then bowed and stood to the side.

"Gentlemen, the reason the higher-ups decided to suspend your research is because of this!"

After Chen Limin finished speaking, he suddenly pulled off the black cloth covering the cart.

A jet-black aircraft, with a sleek yet rugged design, heavy chest armor, and a full-coverage exoskeleton, appeared before everyone.