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

"No, it's not carbon nanotubes, but carbon nano weaving technology. Currently in Dr. Wang's laboratory, the longest carbon nano weaving thread is 37 kilometers long, and the length is increasing at a rate of 3 kilometers per day. By March next year, this speed is expected to exceed 3 kilometers per day."

“The speed will only get faster and the quality will get better.”

"Yes, if the machine can maintain a speed of 10000 meters/24 hours and ensure no errors or interruptions within a length of 80 kilometers, it will reach the minimum mass production standard calculated by experts." Zhou Zhezhi smiled slightly, "And the time node for achieving the mass production standard will probably appear in October next year."

"So, after you master the carbon nanoweaving technology, are you going to start building a space elevator?"

"It's really easy to talk to someone like you who knows a lot." Zhou Zhezhi smiled again, "Yes, it's the space elevator. There's a lot of preparation work to do, and it would be very troublesome without the space elevator."

"For example, changing the orbit of the moon?" Boss Cheng asked again.

"No, I meant have you seen our plan?" Zhou Zhe frowned and pretended to be angry.

But Boss Cheng shrugged and said, "If we don't push the moon away, how can the earth start? How can we hit the moon head-on right after starting? I have a high degree, please don't treat me as your husband!"

In the end, Boss Cheng won this round. Zhou Zhezhi decisively admitted that Boss Cheng had guessed all the facts correctly.

"If the moon is not pushed away, once the Earth starts to change its orbit, the moon will definitely deviate from its original orbit due to its own inertia, and then be torn apart by the Earth's gravity, turning into a huge piece of space junk and falling towards the Earth. At that time..."

"By then, the Mountain Moving Sect, Spaceship Sect, and Digital Life Sect will all become the Little Devil Sects under the command of the King of Hell."

"Yes, if there really is a King of Hell..."

However, all plans for the space elevator are still on paper. After all, after receiving the news about the "technical breakthrough of the nano-flying blade", Amei also wanted to get involved and hoped to build a space elevator together with the UNSC.

As for whether this cooperation can transition from initial intention to the laying of the foundation stone, it depends on how much "sincerity" Aramco can show for cooperation.

However, the UNSC sincerely hopes that the five major powers can participate in this project. After all, it is difficult for a single country to build a man-made structure with a height of at least 5 kilometers in a short period of time. Even with the economic strength of the five major powers, it is difficult to support an engineering construction of this scale.

But you have to hold on no matter how hard it is!

Without a space elevator, escaping by spaceship or pushing the earth away would become a luxury.

"If it weren't for the hard titanium alloy you provided, the height of the space elevator would probably exceed 9 kilometers. Now, according to experts' calculations, the overall height of the elevator only needs to be controlled at around 8 kilometers, which can basically achieve the ideal state of static balance."

"But my battleship cannot be exposed, right?" Boss Cheng sighed.

"That's right. As Heaven moves forward, a gentleman should constantly strive to improve himself! If humans want to survive, they must rely on their own strength. If they rely too much on external forces, they may be able to borrow for a while, but not forever. Once humans get used to borrowing, then extinction is not far away."

Indeed, issues concerning the survival of a race can only be resolved by itself.

Even if there is external force involved, if this external force remains external and cannot become the power of the race itself, then it will be like many small countries with poor military strength, no control over the core technology, and can only earn hard-earned money through import and export processing. It only takes a big wave of global economic recession to beat it to death on the beach.

Of course, if anyone tries to rely on real estate to support economic development at this time, they will only die a more miserable death.

But real estate has little to do with Boss Cheng. He has no intention of buying a house, let alone selling land. And this is not a random flag.

then……

"Boom!"

A not violent but loud explosion came from outside the store.

"Fuck, it exploded again."

However, the target of the bombing this time was not Manhattan's Central Park. After all, the trees there have not been planted yet, and the bombing would not have any effect at all now.

Boss Cheng sighed helplessly and told Zhou Zhezhi: "This is the third time this month. I don't know if it was all blown up this time, or just a small part."

"Haha, I never thought that a seemingly simple dungeon would be so difficult to build."

"I don't understand it either, but every time they blew up a newly built part, they would mutter something..."

"It's unreasonable. The stress structure is unreasonable!"

"Let's scrap the E+H plan and prepare to test the effectiveness of the G+I plan."

Boss Cheng pointed at the UNSC engineers who were using the hotel lobby as a makeshift meeting room and shrugged at Zhou Zhezhi.

"Look, if they bomb a few more times, I think 26 letters won't be enough."

And then……

"Boom!"

There was another explosion, and it was a more violent explosion than any engineering blasting.

Several engineers who were just studying the next construction plan immediately ran out of the hotel and returned to the pit to check. But they left quickly and came back even faster, because the explosion had nothing to do with their construction site.

Of course, it couldn't be the construction site in Hualin City. After all, they were building a house, not demolishing it, so there was no need to prepare explosives at the construction site.

Then, there is only one possible source for this familiar explosion - Central Park in Manhattan!

The workers who were eating in the park immediately put down their forks, chopsticks and spoons, rushed out of the store and looked northwest of the restaurant. They saw smoke rising from the large fountain in the northwest, and the surrounding trees were also ignited by the explosion, with thick smoke billowing.

Even Boss Cheng and Denise had to admit that the scale of this explosion was much larger than the one that occurred outside the hotel. Boss Cheng also immediately linked the explosion to the Hydra organization that had contacted him.

Chairman Pierce, who is in charge of the World Security Council, also realized that Boss Cheng was likely to blame Hydra for the explosion after learning that there was another explosion in New York's Central Park.

But Boss Cheng thought again, a villain like Hydra would not do something like "sitting back after shitting". Besides, the explosion was 3 to 4 meters away from his restaurant, so even if it was caused by Hydra, the target was not the restaurant or Boss Cheng himself.

Unfortunately, Boss Cheng didn't doubt it, but that didn't mean Pierce wasn't afraid. So he immediately sent people to investigate the Central Park bombing in the name of the FBI and S.H.I.E.L.D.

This time, the investigators, like last time, cordoned off the scene and went to get the investigation report from Boss Cheng and the park workers who were almost witnesses. After getting the eyewitness report, which was not very useful, the investigators whispered to Boss Cheng:

"This explosion has nothing to do with us, please believe us."

"I believe that this kind of random explosion is too low-class. It is not in line with the style and principles of your villains."

"Thank you for your understanding."

0219 Bombing without hesitation

Since November, until mid-to-late December, three similar explosions have occurred throughout New York. Adding the one that occurred in Central Park at noon today, there have been four explosions so far.

Except for one that targeted Boss Cheng, the other three suicide bombings were random and without any warning.

If this range is expanded to the entire United States, the number of suicide bombings will rise to 9.

If we continue to expand the scope and extend the statistics to the whole world...

More than 40 cases!

But not all suicide bombings are "explosions from within the human body", at least there is no evidence that all of them are caused by people exploding themselves.

At the same time, a KB organization called the "Ten Rings Gang", which is half gangster and half extremist, stood out from many peers around the world. The reason why they stood out from their peers is that they dared to claim responsibility for the suicide KB attacks that occurred all over the world.

"The Ten Rings Gang?" Boss Cheng, who didn't understand the world structure of the Avengers, asked, "Are they very fierce? Are they fiercer than the Somali Youth Party?"

No one can give Boss Cheng an accurate answer, because in terms of perversion and cruelty, the two should be on the same level.

"So are they all very good at shooting?"

"What does this have to do with marksmanship?" asked Natasha and Patton.

"10 rings!" Boss Cheng said as if it was a matter of course: "If you can't shoot accurately, but you dare to give your organization this name, isn't that too shameless?"

Barton laughed when he heard this explanation. He asked Boss Cheng, "If everyone in their gang is a dart master, wouldn't it be called the 60-point gang?"

(Explanation: The highest score on the dartboard is the 20x red square in the 3-point area)

This question was difficult to answer, because Boss Cheng thought it should be called the 60-point gang. But Boss Cheng, who had a certain literary literacy, also knew that the name "60-point gang" was not only difficult to say, but also hard to hear and remember. So he decisively skipped this question and asked why Natasha and Barton came to the restaurant again.

"Because our agents also have Christmas holidays."

"Yes, today is December 12nd."

The good family man Barton stared at Boss Cheng and said in a pleading tone: "I hope to make a big profit before Christmas Eve, and then go home with a load of gold..."

"But Chinese restaurants don't close on Christmas!" Boss Cheng interrupted Barton and asked, "Isn't this a custom in New York?"

Suddenly, Natasha rushed out and questioned Boss Cheng: "Why did we have a holiday on Christmas Eve last year, but not this year? You clearly held a BBQ party at the beach last year, and killed a big crab!"

"That's because we can still go to the world with the beach last year. No, that's not right. How do you know..."

This time, Natasha and Barton both chose to keep their mouths shut and stop betraying...

"Steve Rogers!"

"Ah!"

The captain, who was looking at the new Road King in the Harley-Davidson store, sneezed suddenly, spraying the fuel tank of the motorcycle under him. Then, the captain rode his newly bought Harley-Davidson Road King and left the motorcycle store.

At the hotel, Patton and Natasha were asking Boss Cheng when he would be free. Patton reminded Boss Cheng countless times: "There is a vault that can withstand a nuclear attack of 500 million tons. Don't you want to dismantle it or open it yourself?"

"miss you!"

"Then what are you still procrastinating about?"

"Because my business this year is better than last year! I have to sell lunch boxes to pay off my loan."

"Loan? You stole so much gold, could it be that..."

"cut!"

Barton and Natasha understood immediately that the loan owed by the boss must not be repaid with ordinary currency or gold. So they immediately changed their words and asked the boss when he was free.

"How do you feel about the last day of the year?"

"31st?" They asked in unison, "9 days later?"

"Yes, on the 31st, nine days later." Boss Cheng explained, "To be honest, if it wasn't so late now, we could have set off today. But it's already 9pm, so we can only change the departure date to the 4st."

"Is today Sunday?" asked Natasha.

"Yes, it's Sunday. So we are closed today."

"If I had known, I would have come earlier." Patton sighed and shook his head.

"But going on the 31st is also great! Open the London vault during the day, and celebrate the New Year in the shining golden light at night. Don't you think this way of dividing the spoils on New Year's Eve is special?"

"Wow!" Natasha slapped her boss hard. "Your idea is really good, asshole!"

Hawkeye nodded in satisfaction and said, "This way, I can go home and spend Christmas before coming back."

The three of them decided to meet at the boss's place on the 30th. The boss could also use this time to organize another group of people. After discussing some details of the "Golden Night" with Boss Cheng, Barton and Natasha left Manhattan.

Also on the 22nd, in Hollywood, Los Angeles, California.

Around 9 o'clock that evening, near the square in front of the main entrance of the National Grand Theater.

A retired soldier was sitting on a bench on the sidewalk, fiddling with his military badge, looking nervous and sweaty. Another man with a crew cut and a black suit and a white shirt came to the retired soldier's bench and asked him, "Are you sure you can handle it?"

The retired soldier thought about it for a moment, then answered decisively: "I'm sure I can handle it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

Not far away, Tony's personal driver, security guard and Stark Tower security chief, Happy, was pretending to be a tourist, watching their every move from a distance.

The scoundrel-looking man with a crew cut placed his briefcase next to the retired soldier and said to him, "The stuff this time is very good, the concentration is shockingly high."

"Hehe, thank you."

The scoundrel-looking man with a crew cut warned the other party for the last time: "If you have any problems, don't say I didn't advise you."

"Thank you, I'll keep an eye on it."

Then, the buzz cut guy left first. After the retired soldier saw him walking away, he picked up his briefcase and hurriedly stood up. Happy saw that the other party was about to leave, so he walked forward and deliberately bumped into the retired soldier.

After all, Happy was a professional boxer. Although he is now very fat, with his 130 kg body, it is not difficult for him to beat a man in two. The retired soldier who was hit by Happy was so nervous that he dropped the briefcase in his arms to the ground.

There were two "dinosaur-carrying-wolf" sounds, and the metal briefcase bounced twice on the ground before being smashed open. Even the oddly shaped metal box inside was smashed all over the floor.

"I'm so sorry, man!"

Happy immediately squatted on the ground to help the retired soldier pick up the scattered metal boxes, and secretly hid one of them in his palm when the other party was not paying attention.

Suddenly, when Happy returned the last small box to the retired soldier, he found that the blood vessels on his face were faintly fluorescent. Knowing that the other party might have a big problem, Happy immediately got up and walked away quickly, but he didn't expect that the trick he just played was repeated by the returning buzz cut man.

In fact, the buzz cut man had already noticed that Happy was following him, so he just deliberately completed the transaction in front of him and left quickly. Unexpectedly, this little trick led Harry to take the bait. So after Happy "successfully got the upper hand", the buzz cut man immediately left and returned.

The man with a crew cut who was obviously very thin but pushed Happy back a step said provocatively: "Hey, little fat boy! Did you get separated from your boyfriend?"

"Yeah, they did get separated!" Happy retorted, "Because I saw him hugging your high-drinking boyfriend and going into the theater to watch a gay movie!" Then, Happy showed the metal box in his hand, "See, this is their ticket stub!"

"Listen, little fat boy. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better give me what you have."

After saying that, the buzz cut guy tried to grab the small metal box from Happy's hand. However, Happy's reaction speed as a boxer was still there, so the buzz cut guy tried twice but failed.

At this moment, Happy suddenly threw an unexpected uppercut at the chin of the man with the crew cut.