What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

"Qin Ze has veterans among his relatives, so the province has issued a directive that the Veterans Affairs Department should take the lead in taking care of his life."

Hearing the secretary's explanation.

Yang Xiao nodded slightly.

OK!

Like father, like son.

First there was a veteran, then there was a son who scored full marks on the college entrance exam.

I didn't bring shame to the army.

"Which unit does his father serve in?" Yang Xiao asked matter-of-factly.

The secretary hesitated to answer: "Not his father..."

"Not the father? Could it be the mother?"

Yang Xiao was surprised, after all, the proportion of female soldiers was not high.

"It's Grandpa."

Yang Xiao: "????"

If it were my father or mother, then it wouldn't matter.

After all, they are at most in their forties or fifties.

But if it were Grandpa...

Based on this age, he must be at least seventy years old or older, right?

"Grandpa's generation? Do you know which military unit they served in?"

The secretary shook his head: "We can't find the specific unit number yet, but we're working on it."

What does "cannot be found" mean?

Yang Xiao's heart tightened.

If you say you can't find the household registration information, then so be it.

How could military personnel registration not be found?

It is important to know that the management of military personnel status is extremely strict.

Since the military became formalized, every soldier has a permanent file.

"Wait a minute!"

Yang Xiao then realized something was wrong.

"Could his grandfather have joined the army before it became a regular military force?"

The secretary nodded: "Very likely."

"Because Qin Ze possesses a Mauser C96 pistol, which was his grandfather's heirloom."

"My family says it was captured from the battlefield."

? ? ? ?

! ! ! !

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Yang Xiao was speechless for a moment.

Turtle Box?

The Southern Fourteenth Style?

These are all from the last century.

If you want to capture something from the battlefield, then his grandfather only has one identity!

Upon thinking of this, Yang Xiao's face immediately darkened.

"What's going on at the local level?"

"How could the descendants of veterans of the War of Resistance Against Japan end up in such a miserable and destitute situation, having lost both parents?"

"Do they even want to keep their jobs?"

It is unacceptable for the descendants of veterans of the War of Resistance against Japan to enjoy special privileges.

but!

It is absolutely unacceptable for the descendants of veterans to receive minimum living allowances.

Yang Xiao's anger flared up instantly!

"Go find a few people and form a special task force to investigate!"

"First, we need to find out the unit number and specific details of Qin Ze's grandfather's service."

"Secondly, we need to find out the cause of Qin Ze's parents' death, as well as the specific reasons for their family's decline."

"Third, investigate whether there was any dereliction of duty or negligence involved."

"A family member of a martyr, not only did he not live a good life, but he also lived below the poverty line, yet his son became the top scorer in the college entrance examination."

"If word gets out, won't the military have any shame?"

"Get it done right away!"

The secretary didn't dare to breathe and nodded repeatedly.

He could tell that the commander was serious.

If this investigation uncovers any dereliction of duty...

That would mean some people would be unlucky.

The commander does not allow anyone to enjoy benefits based on the military's name.

But he's genuinely protective of his own!

Wait until the secretary leaves.

Yang Xiao took back the order he had just signed and tore it to shreds.

"Staff officer, draft another order!"

"Have the guard battalion send a platoon to take charge of Qin Ze's security!"

"Wherever he goes, he is followed by guards 24 hours a day."

"We failed to protect the children of martyrs; they have already passed away."

"If we can't even protect his grandson, we'll really have no face left."

"Tell the guard battalion that anyone who sheds even a single hair on Qin Ze's body will be dealt with according to military law!"

……

……

at the same time.

The provincial government compound.

Qin Ze lay on the soft latex mattress in the guesthouse, finally feeling relaxed.

It's been almost a month, and this is the first time I've slept on a soft surface.

This address was personally arranged by Nie Zhenhuan.

He told Qin Ze to stay put until he found a place to stay.

But Qin Ze realized that this wasn't a solution, and that he would eventually have to be independent.

Living in the provincial government compound, although the conditions were better, meant a lack of freedom.

There's one more thing.

Qin Ze often needs to enter the spiritual space, and each time he stays there for several hours.

If someone sees you rolling your eyes and taking a breath, it can easily lead to misunderstandings.

Therefore, he decided to wait for Governor Nie to arrive before saying goodbye to him.

……

Close your eyes.

Qin Ze entered the divine consciousness space again.

He originally planned to continue creating chip fragments in his consciousness space.

However, the previous chip did cause quite a stir.

Therefore, he is prepared to temporarily shelve his plan to hand-craft chips.

As for that set of technologies...

He planned to type it out into text and hand it over to Engineer Jiang at Institute 701 when he had free time.

Qin Ze has also communicated with Engineer Jiang several times in the past few days.

I learned about the current state of the industry.

Photolithography machines are in short supply.

However, the logic folding technology he proposed could bypass the lithography machine.

As long as Engineer Jiang leads the research team to refine the technology, mass production can be achieved on the production line.

Spending half a day painstakingly working on your own consciousness space is less efficient than a second on an assembly line.

As for the equipment and materials in the Divine Consciousness Space...

Let's talk about it when we need a more advanced manufacturing process.

Qin Ze then turned his head and returned to the main page.

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I stared at the huge red reminder in my mind.

Qin Ze silently took out all his savings.

I made two thousand yuan selling chips, and I haven't spent a single penny of it yet.

The police also said they would not pursue the matter of him manufacturing and selling counterfeit goods.

So these two thousand yuan should be mine, right?

After much hesitation.

Qin Ze chose to recharge 1,000 yuan.

The available time has immediately increased to 18 hours.

However, this is based on the premise that you don't use the system much.

It seems that without a reasonable source of income, we should be more frugal.

As for the remaining thousand yuan, Qin Ze had other uses for it.

……

Boom!

dong dong!

dong dong dong dong!

Sudden.

A knock came at the door.

Qin Ze hurriedly returned from the spiritual space and rushed forward to open the door.

As soon as the door opened.

Nie Zhenhuan was getting a little anxious.

"I've been knocking for so long and no one's answered. I was worried you might be in danger."

Qin Ze quickly waved his hand: "What danger could I possibly be in? I was just sleeping."

Nie Du nodded slightly.

He kept his thoughts to himself.

After the unexpected disappearance, Nie Du could no longer bear the consequences of losing Qin Ze.

If it weren't for the need to prioritize privacy.

He wished he could send someone to follow Qin Ze 24 hours a day.

"Okay! It's good that you're alright."

Nie Du entered the room and sat down.

"Director Guo has already consulted with his superiors."

"Your superiors have expressed their respect for your personal wishes and have agreed to your decision to pursue higher education at university."

"At the same time, your superiors are very concerned about your personal life and have instructed me to take care of you personally."

Qin Ze waved his hand: "I have hands and feet, so I don't need special care."

"What are you saying?"

Nie Zhenhuan smiled.

"I told you long ago that you should treat the hundreds of millions of people in Shanhe Province as your family."

Done.

Nie Zhenhuan became a little more serious.

"So, Xiao Qin, do you have any ideas about which university to attend?"