The night before the college entrance exam results were released, I redeemed my Peking University ad

Chinese netizens were in stitches, but foreigners were anything but joking.

Even the US negotiators couldn't sit still.

During a break in the latest round of patent licensing negotiations, the chief negotiator of the United States put down his coffee cup and, in a tone completely unlike that of a negotiating opponent, spoke the following words to the Chinese representative:

"We sincerely hope that Mr. Ji Bai's talent can be used to benefit all mankind, rather than becoming the designer of some kind of killing machine."

"Room-temperature superconductivity should light up every household, not ignite the fuse of war."

The Chinese representative took a sip of tea without even lifting his eyelids, almost bursting out laughing inwardly.

So when you sent people to intercept and kill him in international waters, you didn't consider that he was a treasure of all mankind? Now you're scared?

However, the official tone remained impeccable: "Ji Bai is currently in good physical and mental condition. His research direction is entirely his own decision. Our country has always respected the personal wishes of scientists and never interferes with academic freedom."

The American representative leaned forward, his tone somewhat tentative: "I wonder if we have the opportunity to express our condolences to Mr. Ji Bai in person? After all, we are deeply saddened by the accident on the flight."

"I'm afraid it's not convenient for the time being."

The Chinese representative put down his teacup: "Comrade Ji Bai has been quite busy lately and has no plans for public appearances or diplomatic meetings at the moment. We hope you understand."

The words "quite busy" landed lightly, but the expression on the representative of the United States visibly became more serious.

busy?

What can I be busy with?

Is it really necessary to completely avoid showing up for normal scientific research collaborations?

They were definitely taken to a secret military base to work on the weaponization of superconducting technology!

Once this thought popped into his head, his subsequent negotiation strategy became somewhat chaotic, and he unwittingly conceded to several technical restrictions that he had previously refused to budge on.

After the other party left, laughter erupted in the negotiation room.

"That's hilarious! Look at his expression just now, it's like we hid Ji Bai in Lop Nur."

"They used to be the ones holding us back, always bringing up 'technology militarization.' Now, they're the ones worrying about us developing weapons of mass destruction. How the tables have turned!"

"To put it bluntly, they're terrified of Ji Bai's abilities! A single room-temperature superconductivity technology has already overturned their industrial landscape. If he were to develop some kind of super weapon, their decades-long military advantage would be wiped out overnight. Who wouldn't panic?"

Not only the United States, but diplomats and media outlets from all over the world have been taking turns to make statements these past few days, as if they had agreed to do so.

An EU foreign policy spokesperson stated publicly: "Mr. Ji Bai is a scientific treasure of all mankind, and we call for the protection of his right to academic freedom and open communication."

At a press conference, the Japanese Foreign Minister subtly hinted, "We are very concerned about Mr. Ji Bai's current situation and hope that room-temperature superconducting technology can be peacefully applied to benefit global industrial development."

The South Korean media went even further, publishing an editorial titled "Please Let Geniuses Return to the Lab," filled with anxiety about "not letting him work on weapons."

On the surface, they all spout nice words like "protecting geniuses and scientific research without borders," but in reality, they all have their own agendas.

If superconductivity is fully militarized, China's military strength will reach a new level, and they might have to recognize a new father!

……

These findings were compiled into a briefing and delivered to the desk of a leader in the Council of State.

After reviewing the briefing, the leader smiled and shook his head.

He had spent half his life working in diplomacy and security, and had seen all sorts of strange and unusual power struggles, but this was truly the first time he had ever encountered such a situation.

Foreigners are frantically searching the world for an 18-year-old boy, as anxious as ants on a hot plate, fearing he might be recruited to build some kind of super weapon.

The scene is both absurd and hilarious just to imagine.

But an electromagnetic railgun?

The leader leaned back in his chair and thought about it for a while, and he was actually a little tempted.

"Ji Bai... what have you been up to lately?"

The secretary bowed slightly and spoke softly: "Ji Bai has been staying in his room these past few days, and we don't know exactly what he's been busy with."

"The security guards downstairs only know that he plays games until the wee hours every night, and the lights stay on until two or three in the morning."

"My takeout orders mainly consist of cola, fried chicken, and hamburgers, with the occasional spicy hot pot."

The secretary paused, then leaned forward tentatively and lowered her voice, "Boss, should I have someone check Ji Bai's internet browsing history? Or perhaps install a few miniature cameras in his room so we can keep track of his activities in real time?"

"No!"

The senior leader raised his hand to interrupt him, his expression unusually serious.

"Check internet browsing history? Install a webcam? What would that be?"

"We're protecting him, not spying on him!"

"Make it clear to everyone over there that your mission is to protect him. Ji Bai can do whatever he wants; this is the freedom we're giving him, and it's what he deserves."

"Yes."

After the secretary agreed, she asked, "Then... about making public appearances?"

The leaders thought about it and figured that since they weren't dragging Ji Bai into developing any super weapons, it wouldn't hurt for him to show up.

"Let me ask. If it's convenient for Ji Bai, he can show up. If not... never mind!"

……

The next day.

Fucheng is an old, dilapidated, and small town.

The sun was high in the sky, and sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, drawing several golden stripes on the floor.

Ji Bai lay sprawled on the bed, with a bucket of leftover fried chicken on his left and three empty Coke cans on his right. The ashtray on the bedside table was piled high with chicken bones left over next to the game controller.

The boy groggily turned over, preparing to doze off again, when a crisp system notification suddenly exploded in his mind.

[Ding! Daily selection has started! Do you want to turn it on?]

Ji Bai did a somersault, nearly hitting his head on the ceiling.

The standard of the posture, the speed of the reaction, and the explosive power of the core strength of the body—the master-level fighting skills are no joke!

"Damn! I finally collected them all!"

"Do you know how I spent these past ten days?"

Ji Bai stood barefoot on the floor, accusing the air with such grief and pain that it was as if he had just escaped from some dark and hopeless concentration camp.

I sleep until I naturally wake up every day, play games until the wee hours of the morning, and have unlimited fried chicken, hamburgers, and cola.

These days are simply unbearable.

My eight-pack abs and V-line are almost washed away by the cola.

Ji Bai looked down at his stomach, pinched it, and shook his head in anguish.

But I have to say, the options provided by the system are really great!

Despite eating like that every day, he hasn't lost a single one of his eight-pack abs!

"Could it also be... a conceptual option?"

As Ji Bai was lost in thought, another notification sounded in his mind:

[Ding! The system has detected that the host has accumulated ten consecutive 100-yuan choices. Would you like to combine them into a 1000-yuan choice?]

"synthesis."

[Ding! Synthesis successful! The host currently has a selection limit of 1,000 yuan. Activate now?]

"Activate!"

[Ding! The 1000 Yuan Selection feature has been activated! Do you wish to use the specified card option?]

"Use! Specify research type!"

[Ding! Designation successful! Options refreshed!]

If you had 1000 yuan, how would you spend it?

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