Genius is just the threshold for me!

It's 9 PM at the milk tea shop across from the entrance of the residential complex.

At Su Yue's call, Lin Dong and the others had dinner and then booked the entire milk tea shop.

Everyone ordered a cup of milk tea, sat on the chairs outside, and chatted while enjoying the cool autumn evening breeze.

"Today's plan has failed..."

Su Yue took a sip of milk tea and said dejectedly, "I was planning to visit the science and technology museum, but it turned out to be a complete disappointment."

"Why did I only watch something that turned out to be boring?"

Xia Ran asked curiously, "It's not finished yet?"

"I don't know." Su Yue shook her head.

"Whether it's been improved or not, wouldn't you know by looking at it in the past?"

Xu Qingling seemed to have thought of something, and said with a strange expression, "You guys didn't see much of it, did you?"

"..."

Su Yue took a big gulp of milk tea and didn't say anything.

"Haha, you guys shouldn't ask her anymore."

Huang Qingyao said with a smile, "Today she invited Caiping, Li Tao, and Zhang Yihao to go see the theme pavilion together."

But by the time I got there by taxi it was almost 10 o'clock, and I had to wait in line to get my ticket until 11 o'clock.

There was a huge crowd inside. We queued for two themed attractions and it was already afternoon before we came back…

"Who would have thought that Xingdong Company would have a lottery event?"

Su Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Announcing that Xiyao would give away a thousand mechanical dogs and three thousand drones... would have caused an immediate frenzy."

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Su Yue seemed to have thought of something and looked at Huang Qingyao: "Yaoyao, you abandoned me today, you have to treat me to a meal."

"What do you mean I abandoned you? It's clearly you who wouldn't listen to advice."

Huang Qingyao rolled her eyes: "Before we left, I told you there would be a lucky draw and the crowds would be huge. It's a themed tour with lots of experiences, so it would be better to go next week. But you wouldn't listen."

"Waaaaah~"

Upon hearing this, Su Yue looked distressed and said, "My taxi fare could buy three cups of milk tea."

"Brothers and sisters, it's confirmed!"

At this moment, Li Tao, who was sitting with Lin Dong, Zhang Yihao, and Zhang Zihua playing on his phone, seemed to have noticed something. He looked up and exclaimed in surprise, "There's confirmed news about the meteor shower that was all over the internet this afternoon!"

"What news?"

Zhang Yihao asked curiously, "I checked online tonight, and a lot of people are saying that it was a fireball caused by the failure of our space rocket launch and the crash of the rocket and satellite..."

"Don't listen to their nonsense. If our space rocket launch had really failed, it would have been headline news worldwide by now, instead of these bunch of people barking online..."

Li Tao immediately replied, "The fireball that happened this afternoon was caused by a large American satellite worth over $6 million crashing into space debris in our southwest."

It was barely dawn there when several major media outlets published the news.

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Li Tao showed everyone a screenshot of the news from the foreign website that he saw on the forum, and said happily, "It is said that in addition to this large satellite, another small satellite also crashed, but the direction was not in our direction."

Now some of their organizations are calling for the establishment of space management regulations to reduce the pollution of space orbit by debris...

"Um."

Lin Dong took the phone, glanced at it, and nodded, saying, "It's very characteristic of their media... but the value of this satellite is being exaggerated a bit too much."

Such SAR reconnaissance satellites, aside from the US codenamed "Lacrosse," are top-tier radar reconnaissance satellites weighing over ten tons, and their cost is quite high.

The high-resolution all-weather satellite that was shot down today would normally cost commercial companies between $1.6 million and $1.8 million.

Even including the launch cost of sending it into a 400-kilometer orbit, which is approximately $8000 million to $1 million, the total cost is only $3 million.

But their reporting doubled the amount...

"It really is an American satellite. When I saw it this afternoon, I thought it was just a normal fireball..."

Huang Qingyao then came over. Her English level, consistently at 145, allowed her to understand the content without translation, and she was immediately surprised.

"So... the Americans spent money this afternoon to put on a fireball show for our entire nation?"

"Qingyao."

Lin Dong seemed to have noticed something, and said with a strange expression, "You didn't make a wish on this artificial shooting star this afternoon, did you?"

"What do you wish for?"

Huang Qingyao's expression stiffened for a moment, then she calmly said, "Am I such a boring and vulgar person?"

"Hahaha!"

Lin Dong immediately burst out laughing.

"Xu Qingling, keep your family's arranged marriage in check..." Huang Qingyao gritted her teeth and looked at Xu Qingling.

"Yaoyao, it's okay, I made a wish this afternoon..." Xu Qingling quickly comforted her.

"Lin Dong, did you hear that? I'm not the only one making a wish." Huang Qingyao immediately looked at Lin Dong.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"Aaaaah, Lin Dong, if you talk to me like that again, I'll tear you apart..."

Huang Qingyao shouted in exasperation, which once again drew laughter from Lin Dong.

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The group chatted until about 10 p.m., and then slowly began to disperse.

Lin Dong felt the October evening breeze as he walked slowly behind Xu Qingling towards the residential area.

"Dongdong, I really made a wish this afternoon..."

Xu Qingling watched Huang Qingyao, Xia Ran, and the others disappear around the corner at the entrance of the residential area, and then suddenly said something to Lin Dong.

"Yeah?"

Lin Dong turned his head to look at Xu Qingling's eyes, seemingly noticing some kind of worry in the young girl, and immediately smiled and said, "Ms. Luo Min, what did you wish for?"

"Pfft—"

Upon hearing this address, Xu Qingling paused for a moment before bursting into laughter. She gripped Lin Dong's hand tightly and said, "Mr. Zhang Tingsong, I won't tell you..."

"OK."

Lin Dong gently squeezed Xu Qingling's hand and said with a smile, "I think it's necessary for me to report your situation to Aunt Zhou and let her give you a good talking-to."

"don't want!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingling immediately shook her head and couldn't help but complain, "Comrade Zhou Xiaoyan will definitely say again that I only have a hundred yuan, and you are already a billionaire... Well, even more impressive than the previous multi-millionaire. Uncle Lin is now the richest man in the country."

"That's fine then."

Lin Dong couldn't help but laugh when he heard the analogy again. He took Xu Qingling's hand and walked home, saying, "Go back and get some sleep. Tomorrow morning, your godfather is leaving for the battlefield. Let's see him off..."

"Will Uncle Wang be alright?" Xu Qingling asked anxiously upon hearing this.

Although she didn't know the specifics, she understood that the strategic air defense system being triggered was a very serious matter.

Putting everything else aside, just those thirty-odd anti-aircraft missiles alone cost over two hundred million...

"It's nothing serious."

Lin Dong laughed and said, "After watching a meteor shower, he even had the strength to slam his fist on the table."

"That's good."

Xu Qingling nodded, took Lin Dong's hand happily, and said, "Then I'll wake you up tomorrow..."

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The next morning, Su Ruohua was not home.

With Lin Dong and Xu Qingling seeing him off, Wang Xingguo boarded a J-11BS twin-engine fighter jet and arrived at headquarters before nine o'clock.

The headquarters leader arrived early for work and, before even entering his office, saw Wang Xingguo outside and immediately called out.

"Yo—our tech king has arrived!"

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The headquarters leader strode over, looked Wang Xingguo up and down, and exclaimed in amazement, "I've heard that you've finally seen the light, made a fortune, and turned Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group into an alien sci-fi base?"

"Greetings, sir!"

Wang Xingguo simply bowed, smiled, and did not argue.

"Come in."

The leader returned the greeting, instructed his secretary not to let anyone else in, went into his office, closed the door, poured Wang Xingguo a cup of tea, and said irritably.

"Tell me, what happened yesterday?"

You're an old man who's been around for decades, so you know what it means when a strategic air defense system is triggered at the highest level.

When the alarm was triggered and the emergency plan was activated, several leaders were almost separated and taken to the secret base while they were in a meeting...

"It was an aircraft test aircraft that entered a blackout and lost its recognition signal..." Wang Xingguo took a sip of tea and roughly explained the entire triggering process.

"Hiss—a Mach 16, oh no, a Mach 16.2 experimental aircraft?"

The commander gasped in shock, then joked, "Are you sure you didn't just fly the rocket sideways in the atmosphere?"

"Your husband, Chief Engineer Su from the Northwest, went home on vacation and built a rocket for Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group?"

Although he hadn't just learned of this news.

However, what I know from other sources is completely different from what I now know from Wang Xingguo and the person in charge.

"Sir, how can my wife build a rocket all by herself...?"

Wang Xingguo remained silent, then handed over the performance parameters and basic information document of the Hot No. 5 machine: "These are the parameters and performance of the testing machine, please take a look, sir."

"Okay, let me see what kind of alien technology it is."

The commander took the document, glanced at it, and frowned when he saw that the empty weight was one ton and the maximum takeoff weight was three tons: "This experimental aircraft is too small... Wait, the cost is 12.4 billion?"

The commander looked up, his eyes wide, and stared at Wang Xingguo: "Did Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group use gold to build airplanes?"

"Sir, gold isn't that expensive."

Wang Xingguo shook his head: "This requires three times the amount of gold, and there's still more... It's all produced in the lab. We're currently doing a technical verification, and we can't mass-produce it yet."

"Damn it, Chengdu Aircraft Industry Group really made a fortune," the leader muttered, then continued reading.

When he saw that the engine's overhaul life was only 130 hours, he frowned again, but didn't say anything.

But soon.

Satellite attack platform, and actual combat record—the description of two American satellites comes into view.

He finally couldn't help but gasp, and abruptly looked up at Wang Xingguo: "A satellite attack platform? The Americans shot down a satellite yesterday?"

"right……"

Wang Xingguo nodded and gave a brief report on the process.

This matter requires coordination and cover-up from headquarters to divert attention; there's no way to hide it.

Although American media outlets have acknowledged that it was caused by space debris.

But for those involved in military and intelligence work, space debris collisions are always just one of the possibilities.

Such a sensitive and strategic matter as attacking a satellite will certainly be investigated.

"Damn you, Wang Xingguo!"

The commander was somewhat stunned after hearing this, and immediately retorted angrily, "With so many defunct satellites in space, why didn't you shoot them down? Who gave you permission to shoot down satellites that are still in orbit... You just used such a strategic strike method to test it without saying a word?"

"It was approved by the leadership."

Wang Xingguo calmly and seriously said, "This is part of the cover plan."

"Did the boss approve it?"

The commander was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "Cover what plan?"

"Sir, this has nothing to do with the military industry or the military headquarters..."

Wang Xingguo shrugged: "With your current position and authority, you don't have the authority to know the specifics."

"My position doesn't allow me to know the specifics..."

The commander paused, as if realizing something, and stared wide-eyed at Wang Xingguo: "That large-scale talent development program codenamed 'Hope' that the Americans exposed? You, Wang Xingguo, have really become a man-made genius?"