Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Suddenly descend from hundreds of kilometers of battlefield and end the battle in less than half an hour.

The combat effectiveness demonstrated by the Orbital Airborne Brigade completely shocked the British Royal Secret Airborne Forces who subsequently arrived, and also completely shocked the British Defense Department, and the audience who sat in front of the television and learned the first-hand news through the BBC live news.

This is the first battle of the Orbital Airborne Brigade.

Although there have been various controversies about the true combat effectiveness of this force, think tanks of various countries, including the Internet, have always included various disputes, including whether soldiers can maintain normal combat effectiveness and whether weapons can still fire normally ...

At this instant, everyone's argument was gone.

They are strong.

Not only that, but terrible ...

At a time when the world's people have not digested this huge amount of information, the mood of passengers on the cruise ship "Arctic Light" has gradually returned to stability.

Standing in the corridor, she picked up Princess Lilian, who was pounced on herself, and Prince Ferrep's excited voice shivered.

"Oh God, my Lilian! Where did you go just now?"

Lying on Dad's shoulder, Lilian looked back at Lu Zhou and whispered in Dad's ear.

"Mr. Scholar has changed a magic trick for me!"

Prince Ferrep staggered.

"magic?"

"Well! So big a pirate ship," Lilian said excitedly with her hands, "a plume of smoke fell from the sky, and the pirate ship disappeared."

"The pirate ship ... the cargo ship behind us? Well, then ... we really thank him very much." Prince Ferrep opened his mouth, apparently not knowing what his daughter was saying.

In any case, it was so nice that she could return to her side safely.

In addition to Prince Ferrep, the most excited is Princess Sophia.

When I saw her rushing out of the room, she snatched Princess Lilian from her husband and kissed her hard. She let go of the little girl who was about to suffocate.

Without stopping, she just put down Princess Lilian, and then quickly walked to Lu Zhou, grabbed his hand, and said with gratitude on her face.

"Dear Academician Lu Zhou, I really don't know how to think of you! Really! Thank you so much!"

"Actually, you don't need to thank me," Lu Zhou was a little scared that the lady was holding her in a mess, so she took a subtle step back and said politely. It's just a hand. "

Prince Ferrep stepped forward and said seriously.

"No, we have to thank you, of course ... we also thank those who rescued us from the pirates. After disembarking, I will thank you and your homeland on a more formal occasion."

"Uh, it really doesn't have to be this way ..."

Looking at the serious expressions of Prince Ferrep and Princess Sophia, Lu Zhou knew that what he said was probably useless, so he said nothing.

Due to the sudden encounter with pirates, the total voyage of this flight was shortened by one day.

Not only because the course was changed halfway to accelerate, but also because subsequent voyages including sightseeing to Malmo were cancelled.

Not only that, the evening reception was cancelled.

Although the news was regrettable, no one objected. After so many things, the passengers on board have already been exhausted physically and mentally. Now the only thing I want to do is rest, and other things will wait until tomorrow when I go ashore.

Everyone had a quiet meal in the cafeteria before returning to their rooms. The captain of the Royal Guard is still telling the misconducted soldiers about the theft of equipment. As for Wang Peng, he is too busy for the unknown bodies at the bottom of the ship.

There is only one day left.

Lu Zhou didn't make more stops on the deck, but returned to the room, quietly watching the notebook Wang Peng collected from the person-the scanned electronic version.

Looking at the text on the tablet line by line, Lu Zhou's brows gradually frowned.

"No wonder Wang Peng would say where I have seen ..."

The content on the note is nothing else.

It was the posthumous work of the late IMCRC researcher Professor Garrett Miro-a dissertation on "spiritual universe".

Of course, this is already a rewritten version.

In a sense, this version of the dissertation can no longer be called a dissertation, more like something similar to a religious program. It is hard to imagine that these Uighurs who had been easily dispelled in front of the IMCRC door had such a huge force of action, and even made a determination to die.

By contrast, radical environmentalists protesting on the streets of London are nothing at all.

"That is, a group of fanatical Cosmic Spirits planned this attack?"

"But it's too ... amazing."

"Or is it just someone who wants to look away through this smoke bomb?"

There are two possibilities.

But if the latter possibility really exists ...

Some people will think of this attack and blame for a new religion that has just surfaced and has no future at all.

Suppose the CIA planned the operation.

Turning off the electronic text, Lu Zhou threw the tablet to the bedside table, and reached out and rubbed his sour brows.

"I wish it was only my illusion ..."

I always felt that experiment seemed to release something extraordinary.

However, worrying about these things now doesn't seem to make much sense.

Now that Wang Peng has reported the situation to a superior department, it is presumed that the General Staff and Guoan have already launched an investigation on this matter. As for the next thing ...

Just wait quietly for the findings.

I believe that the intelligence department of Huaguo should be able to find something valuable. If he still remembers this, then ask an acquaintance to ask about it.

With his eyes closed, Lu Zhou decided to go to bed early this evening.

I just don't know why. Soon after he closed his eyes, the sound in the meditation was like a ghost nightmare, looming in his mind.

"When you are staring at the void, the void is staring at you ..."

...

The next morning was a good sunny day.

Standing on the deck and looking up, you can already see the outline of Copenhagen Harbor.

Sitting at the table and eating the buffet breakfast, Lu Zhou folded the cloth on his lap and threw it back to the table. At this moment, the chief officer standing by the railing, with a loud and enthusiastic voice, asked The guests on the deck yelled.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are about to dock at the port of Copenhagen, and we have encountered some ... twists and turns along the way, but fortunately everything is safe."

"I hope it will not affect your mood. On behalf of all the crew of the Arctic Light, I would like to extend my sincere greetings and thanks to you ..."

There were only scattered applause on the deck, and most of them were contributed by the crew themselves.

It can be seen that this explanation did not satisfy many passengers.

In any case, this exciting journey is finally over.

After breakfast, the VIPs returned to the rooms to pack their luggage. After being sent off by the crew, they landed in port through the ramp.

The waiting area, the car of the Chinese Embassy in Copenhagen, is already waiting there.

A bodyguard in a black suit stepped forward and opened the door for Lu Zhou. Then, just as he was about to get in the car, a group of sharp-eyed reporters found him and immediately swarmed around.

"Hello, I'm a reporter for The Sun. We heard that you foreseen Vikings at sea? Is that so?"

"Is it difficult to say whether Viking pirates, but they should be pirates ... It is better to interview the embassy or consulate or the **** fleet patrolling in this area. I don't know more about it.

"Are they coming for you? Who do you think they might be employed for?"

"I do not know either."

Lu Zhou had just finished dealing with a reporter, but hadn't waited for him to catch his breath, and another microphone was stuck in front of him.

"Hello, I am a reporter for The New York Times. I heard that you will speak on behalf of China at the Global Climate Action Summit. Is this true?"

"Is such that."

The reporter asked eagerly.

"But I heard you came here as a cruise ship."

Upon hearing this sentence, Lu Zhou smiled suddenly and asked, "Does the plane look more environmentally friendly? Or is it more environmentally friendly when you swim over?"

The expression on the reporter's face was stagnant, apparently it was unexpected that Lu Zhou threw the question back like that.

Who is interviewing?

However, after all, he has been fighting for hundreds of years. He just kept on for a while and then continued to show no weakness.

"But ... as a scholar who has considerable influence all over the world ~ www.readwn.com ~ Don't you think you should set an example on environmental protection?"

The impatient Lu Zhou asked, reached out and grabbed the microphone in his hand, and replied in a clear and polite tone.

"Because I'm some scholar, I don't need to show off my cleverness in front of you, nor do I need to please you."

"As for the so-called example, I think controllable fusion is a good example. By improving energy efficiency, we have reduced carbon emissions and heat emissions by at least 50%."

"More results will be presented at the Global Climate Action Summit. Whether you see it or not, this is my action."

"In addition, I noticed that the clothes on your body are made of chemical fiber, and most of its raw materials come from petroleum."

"the above."

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