It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

Maxson was startled, then replied: "Of course it can bring benefits to humans..."

Before Maxon could finish his words, Boss Cheng asked again, "For example?"

"For example...nuclear bombs, forced evolution viruses, and genetic modification."

"Okay, let's not talk about the other two damn things for now. Then do you know why the nuclear war broke out in the first place?" Boss Cheng asked again.

"Of course it's the Red on the other side of the Pacific Ocean..."

"you sure?"

No, Maxson was not sure. The truth about the outbreak of nuclear war that he knew was just the "truth" that the Brotherhood wanted its members to know. As for the real truth, it was not important.

But it was very important to Boss Cheng and Little James, because they had already obtained the truth. And when Maxon learned from Boss Cheng and Little James who came later about the actions of the Zetas to cause a nuclear war, Maxon's already not very good face became even uglier.

In fact, under the guidance of the former elder Leon and his daughter Sarah, Maxson's belief in the creed of the Brotherhood of Steel was not very firm. After all, what good people can be taught by two "fallen knights" who have already "deviated from the orthodoxy" in the eyes of the Brotherhood headquarters?

Or, under the influence of Long Wande, Maxson no longer believed in dogma or creed. The reason why he fluently recited the creed and rules of the Brotherhood in front of other Brotherhood members and constantly emphasized them was just out of pragmatic behavior logic, using things that other people were interested in or believed in to attract and guide them.

but!

Once the news of "aliens triggering a nuclear war" spreads within the Brotherhood, the Brotherhood's creed that "human abuse of technology will lead to destruction, and the Brotherhood has an obligation to manage and control all technology" is likely to be questioned on a large scale. The previous means of guiding members with creeds is likely to become ineffective.

By then, if Maxson makes a mistake, he will face a more serious crisis of division than when Elder Lion was in power. It may even directly cause the systemic collapse of the Brotherhood of Steel.

"Then do you know why the Zetas would take the initiative to help humans start a nuclear war?"

This question from Boss Cheng obviously went beyond what Maxson needed to consider and was good at considering on a daily basis. However, when Boss Cheng told him that the Zetas destroyed humans because they were afraid that human technology would advance too quickly and that their fleet would be destroyed by the humans when it arrived on Earth, Maxson's brows were almost frowned like those of a Neanderthal.

"Also, the Zeta fleet that threatened the wasteland has been slaughtered by me."

"Butchered?"

James Jr., an eyewitness, added: "At least 95% of the Zeta warships and Zeta people were wiped out near the orbit of Mars."

"This..." Maxon really didn't know what to say.

At this time, Boss Cheng took the initiative to agree with the Brotherhood's philosophy and affirmed: "Your point of view is correct. Some important and significant technologies that can determine the survival or death of many people should indeed be restricted and continue to develop under reasonable control. However, restriction and control are not the purpose, but the means. The purpose is to maintain the order of human society and prevent humans from killing themselves."

"So, you think there is nothing wrong with the ideals and beliefs of our Brotherhood of Steel?"

"That's right." Boss Cheng shrugged and said with a smile, "You are wrong to put the cart before the horse. You regard the purpose as the means, and the means as the goal."

But Maxson told Boss Cheng with a helpless smile: "Actually, I don't care whether the Brotherhood's creed is right or wrong. I only care whether the Brotherhood can become an indestructible whole in my hands, and whether it can get out of the predicament and become stronger under my leadership."

After hearing what Maxson said, Boss Cheng asked him a slightly strange question: "Does your Brotherhood of Steel have anyone who is engaged in political and ideological work? Or, does anyone have experience in this area?"

Maxon shook his head blankly.

"Oh, then there is an opportunity in front of you now." Boss Cheng patted his chest with a little pride and said, "I know a group of people who are very good at political and ideological work, very good at building team cohesion, very good at understanding people's hearts, and very good at management and overall planning! If you dare to tell them your difficulties, I believe they are willing to help you solve the problem of insufficient team cohesion, and maybe even help you unify the ideological problems of the scattered team."

"But what's the cost?"

"There is no price! It's a cooperation condition." Boss Cheng explained: "Exchange sincerity for sincerity, and technology for technology. Of course, if you don't want technology, it's fine to exchange it for materials."

"But I don't understand why you are so obsessed with the science and technology in the hands of our Brotherhood?"

"Because my world needs it, more than yours! At least you wastelanders don't have to worry about the sun above your heads. But our sun..."

At first, Maxson scoffed at Boss Cheng's statement that "our sun has less than 100 years to live." Even little James, who had seen Boss Cheng's miraculous tricks, was skeptical. However, when Boss Cheng said, "If what I said is true, the 70 billion people in our world are about to be destroyed," the two of them were shaken at the same time.

Little James and Maxon didn't know what destruction felt like. But if you asked them how it felt after destruction, they knew it very well. They even remembered every pain the wasteland had brought them.

"You can believe it or not. But I hope that you, Maxon, can make an informal visit to Boston as the Eastern Elder of the Brotherhood of Steel. As for the object of the visit, it can be the Boston wasteland, my small restaurant, or even the UNSC, which represents another great Eastern power in the world!"

That's how Arthur Maxson would lead an informal delegation of knights, clerks, and scientists aboard Boss Cheng's Quinjet to Boston for a visit that would last no more than an afternoon.

After the three planes arrived in Boston airspace, Maxon suggested going to the Zeta spaceship first. Boss Cheng readily agreed, since the alien spaceship was not far from the hotel anyway.

But when the Quinjet began to hover over the alien spaceship, Maxon realized how wrong he was. He didn't think that Boss Cheng's statement of "destroying the alien spaceship" was bragging, but he only thought that what was destroyed was just a "small dinghy" of about 100 meters.

However, when he saw the size of the Zeta research spacecraft with his own eyes, he realized that such a large disc-shaped spacecraft had a diameter of more than 500 meters!

"I remember you mentioned to me that this spaceship was towed down by your battleship?"

"Ah!" Boss Cheng nodded.

"Can you tell me how it was dragged?"

"We used the gravity anchors on the hulls to stick the seven warships to the top cover of this thing, and then used the warships' engines to do work in reverse to provide a reaction force to slow down. Then we used the dish-shaped lift structure of the thing to slowly float down."

The two scientists on the plane roughly understood what he said, but for Maxson, the physics knowledge contained in Boss Cheng's explanation was obviously beyond his cognition.

So Maxson could only say that although he didn't understand, he always felt that the landing method used by Boss Cheng was particularly scientific and effective. But if this sentence is fully condensed, contracted and compressed, and finally turned into two words...

“Ohhh Fxxk!”

At 11 o'clock in the morning, when Boss Cheng led the Brotherhood of Steel back to the hotel, Denise threw an oversized apron belonging to Boss Cheng and two extra-large and long sleeves in his face.

"Why are you coming back so fast? Come and cook. The workers from the construction site opposite have just placed an order. They have more than 1 people coming to eat after 12 o'clock. The deposit has been paid in full. If you don't come back soon, I don't know how to cook for lunch today!"

"Where is Brother Biao?" Boss Cheng asked while putting on his apron.

"Brother Biao has gone to deliver meals to the school and will be back soon."

"Okay, I'll make some arrangements here first, and then I'll come back and prepare the dishes right after that."

After saying that, Boss Cheng, who was dressed neatly and tied a large pink sweat-absorbing towel on his head, arranged for Maxon, James Jr. and others from the Brotherhood of Steel to rest in the hotel first and have a simple lunch.

"Don't worry about the meal expenses, they are all covered by special funds. Eat whatever you want, little James ate here last night, just let him teach you. You can drink whatever you want from the beer and drinks in the refrigerator. Sorry, I have a big job coming up at the last minute, so I can't entertain you well, everyone."

After Boss Cheng finished speaking, he trotted back to the kitchen without even waiting for Maxon to nod.

Soon after, the fraternity members noticed that the light from the blazing fire in the restaurant's kitchen flickered, and there were occasional explosions and strange "crackling" sounds.

Little James saw that several people looked exactly like him last night, so he explained to everyone, "Don't be afraid, it's normal. This is Boss Cheng cooking."

The problem is that most people think of "cooking" as just boiling, frying or grilling. When did cooking become like fighting a war?

However, not long after!

When Maxon stuffed a big spoonful of spicy chicken into his mouth, he felt his world suddenly become bright and hot!

0202 5000 Years of Family History

"Hey! The spicy meat and shredded pork are out of the pot!" Brother Biao carried a full stainless steel bowl of shredded pork with coriander, walked quickly to the dining area, and replaced the empty bowl of fried mushrooms.

"If you like cilantro, hold... tight! Don't forget to add the fried spicy... chili shreds when you pick up the food."

After Brother Biao said this, dozens of diners picked up their stainless steel plates and ran to the dining area as if they had been waiting for this dish. When these diners left, 1/3 of the spicy pork shreds in the bowl were gone. But there was no fried dried chili shreds left as a side dish.

"Boss, the chili strips are gone..."

Hearing Brother Biao's shout, Denise immediately responded, "Okay, I'll blow it up right away."

Two minutes later, another bowl of fried chili shreds was served, but it was also finished after five or six minutes.

How should I put it, this dish of spicy shredded pork with meat and chili shreds does not use any meat at all, but it does use a lot of red chili shreds!

Maxon was also curious about why this dish was so popular, so after eating the spicy chicken, he went to get some shredded pork with coriander and fried chili shreds. The fragrant, crispy and crunchy chili shreds, combined with the unique flavor of coriander and the multiple tastes provided by the tender tenderloin shreds, gave Maxon another refreshing spicy feeling different from the spicy chicken.

To sum it up in one word, it's a little spicy, but more fragrant and refreshing, and you don't have to pick out the chili pepper segments.

On the contrary, some Bashu chefs who came to Hualin City with the engineering company scooped up the authentic spicy chicken cubes with big spoonfuls, stuffing both the chicken cubes and the chili peppers into their mouths. Then they took a few deep breaths and filled their mouths with a mouthful of rice with distinct grains and a chewy texture.

The chefs from Jiangxi and Hunan prefer stir-fried red peppers and green peppers with bacon. They all sweat profusely while eating, which is very satisfying to watch. However, diners who know their limits will not easily try such hard dishes. After all, whoever eats too spicy will suffer!

Then, Maxon and everyone in the brotherhood, who were "not afraid of tigers" at the beginning, tried a little bit.

But those who only ate a little bit of the fried bacon with red and green peppers, ate an extra two taels of rice on average because of this little bit!

A little bit of fried bacon with red and green peppers caused a great impact on Maxon's mouth, but the greater impact did not come from the spiciness of the fried bacon with red and green peppers, but from the "life" itself represented by the fried bacon with red and green peppers and the full and rich food on the plate.

People can live in uncertainty from time to time, but not every day. Maxon looked at the endless stream of customers coming and going in the store, watching them stuffing their mouths with three fresh vegetables, braised pork slices, dried tofu with hot peppers, and rice as if they were alone. Then he took a sip of soda, picked up his plate, and went to the dining area to get some of his favorite food.

Perhaps this is what Elder Leon has been pursuing all along, and he hopes that all wasteland residents can lead a happy life.

A bite of chili made Maxson completely understand why Elder Leon, who was regarded as a "sage" by most Brotherhood members, was respected by everyone. Even those "exiles" who had left the Brotherhood only opposed Elder Leon's strategy and policies, not Elder Leon himself.

With this in mind, Maxson completed his meeting with Zhou Zhezhi and several other "professionals" from the Political Work Department of the UNSC Supreme General Staff in the afternoon.

It was called an "informal visit", but it couldn't be too informal. Although Maxson thought it was fine to talk in the hotel, Boss Cheng said, "Don't delay my business, I still have to turn over the table," and then "drove" these people to the underground base.

Now, everyone in the General Staff Headquarters who has a say has visited the small space battleships that remain in the base. A 70-year-old staff officer even went on board the ship himself and experienced it in person, saying it was "very fun."

Since the Supreme General Staff has stated several times that it will "still unswervingly implement the Mountain Moving Plan" and will no longer disperse scientific research forces and invest in the research of space battleships. Moreover, scientists serving the Supreme General Staff also admit that with the accumulation of technology for one or two hundred years, wave motion gun battleships are not even worth thinking about. It is much more reliable to honestly push the earth out of the solar system than to have any early battleships!

Battleships and the like, if they are exposed, they are exposed. It doesn’t matter anymore.

So, what is good is not necessarily right. Only what is suitable for you is right.

And when Maxon and other members of the Brotherhood arrived at Boss Cheng's underground base, they found it was filled with various reconnaissance vehicles, armored vehicles, helicopters, field mobile laboratories, mobile communication stations, and a variety of abundant supplies.

Zhou Zhezhi explained to Maxon that the 100-meter-long pit outside the store was originally a scientific research base. But because of the Zeta attack, the entire base was instantly blown to ashes by the Zetas. Therefore, the reconnaissance and survey vehicles originally scattered throughout the Boston wasteland can only be temporarily stored in Boss Cheng's base.

"Isn't that a nuclear bomb crater?" Maxon asked.

Zhou Zhe just shook his head.

For a moment, Maxon felt his face go numb. He had seen the power of the Enclave's space-based weapons, and he thought that was the limit of the power of thermal weapons other than nuclear weapons. But he didn't expect that a random shot from an alien spacecraft could cause such great damage to the ground.

"Fortunately! All the Zetas are dead."

"Yes, luckily they are all dead." Zhou Zhezhi echoed: "Otherwise, I'm afraid you would have become slaves and experimental subjects of the Zetas."

So here comes the question! How powerful is Boss Cheng, who can slaughter the Zeta fleet?

But even now, this guy who has the ability to kill all the aliens stays in the kitchen flipping a big spoon and enjoying it!

Zhou Zhe looked at Maxson who seemed to be thinking deeply, and took a few quick steps. Then he pointed to a room with a long table and chairs and said, "Come here, we can use the combat meeting room as a temporary reception room."

As for the subsequent talks, both sides have always maintained a cordial, friendly and equal attitude, and fully exchanged their opinions and needs. After that, both sides also reached a preliminary cooperation intention and hoped to continue to deepen the friendship and cooperation relationship between the two sides based on the cooperation intention.

It must be emphasized here that the above statements are based on reality, not diplomatic jargon. After all, there is no conflict of interest between the two sides, and there is no opposition or even hostility between them.

Although the predecessor of the Brotherhood of Steel is indeed...

But that's all in the past!

In addition, Maxon felt that the biggest gain from this trip was that he learned the three words "respecting traditions and etiquette", "making use of the past for the present" and "reforming the system based on the past".

Really! When the comrade in charge of studying political propaganda explained to Maxon the deep and dark meaning behind these three words, Maxon suddenly felt as if he had been enlightened and his mind was opened!

Although Maxson still couldn't fully understand the mystery, he said he was completely shocked! But this still made Maxson realize for the first time that there are so many things to say in publicity work, as well as such dark and unethical means.

This is probably the legendary advantage of having a family heritage that has been passed down for 5000 years!

Afterwards, with his amazing memory, Maxson recited the Brotherhood of Steel's most original doctrines as well as the currently preached doctrines word for word, and told the purpose and creed derived from the doctrines to the comrades who were studying political propaganda at the UNSC Supreme General Staff.

After confirming the recordings were correct, these comrades also said that they would quickly develop a set of propaganda, lectures and self-study materials for the original doctrines of the Brotherhood of Steel that were "more in line with the original doctrines." This set of materials must meet the three most important cores of "respecting the past and honoring the rituals," "applying the past to the present," and "reforming the system based on the past."

These comrades even assured Maxson: "Don't worry, there is absolutely no trace of revisionism in the new materials!"

As for the discussion of details later, it had nothing to do with Zhou Zhezhi. He quietly left the busy meeting room and returned to Boss Cheng's restaurant. When he found that the huge restaurant was spotless, he noticed that it was almost 3 pm.

"What? Was the conversation going well over there?"

Zhou Zhe nodded and replied, "It was quite successful."

"They should have a lot of advanced, even incredible technologies." Boss Cheng threw a bottle of expired salt soda to Zhou Zhezhi and continued, "Even if the other technologies are useless, the manufacturing technology of the fusion core alone is enough to save a lot of precious time for scientific researchers."

"Can they really build a fusion core?" Zhou Zhe asked directly.

"Haha, you know, their fusion core is actually made in a semi-handmade form. Fusion core! Semi-handmade! Just thinking about it is so magical!"

"In fact, the technology in their world is quite amazing." Zhou Zhezhi sighed again and said, "I just don't know what the world is like on the other side of the Pacific Ocean."

Boss Cheng thought about it and guessed, "It shouldn't be worse than here. After all, the American people are naturally disorganized and undisciplined. If you look at the news here, day after day, it makes you feel that the whole United States has begun to become like Florida!"

"Haha, yes. But... not only me, many comrades want to go to the other side of the Pacific Ocean to see with their own eyes, that motherland that is not our motherland, and how the people living there live."

"Then let's wait until my big battleship returns to the factory, then we can gather more people and fly over to take a look. It won't even take three hours to go back and forth through space!"

0203 The One-Eyed Monster in the Sea

The annual National Day Golden Week is here again.

In order to prevent the "mysterious person who can influence the decision-making of the top leaders" from thinking that they are a group of shameless and evil capitalists who deserve to be shot at any time, the engineering companies that built the scientific research institutions in Hualin City unanimously decided to give the workers a three-day holiday.

As for Boss Cheng, he had been tormented by all kinds of troubles and adventures for half a year and decided to take a short break. He also decided to go on a trip, but not to a big city like Tieling. Instead, he planned to go to Hulin Park to pet the Northeast Golden Tabby.