Who Would Trade an F-22 Design Blueprint for Payment?

At this moment.

A transparent virtual light-screen panel floated before Lu Ze's eyes.

The F-22 fighter jet, currently the world's most advanced aircraft, sat silently inside it.

[Achievement Points: 10000!]

[System Space Inventory: F-22 Fifth-Generation Heavy Air-Superiority Fighter Jet, ., .]

[Copies Remaining: 0] (Refreshes once every Monday!)

Lu Ze did not rush to materialize the F-22 fighter jet. Instead, he kept it stored in the System Space.

For one thing, he had nowhere to keep a fighter jet. If it were discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

This was an F-22 fighter jet. If one suddenly appeared somewhere, Eagle Sauce would turn the entire country upside down unless it was in an exceptionally restrained mood.

For another, materializing it would be useless. Lu Ze did not know how to fly a fighter jet. Was he supposed to dismantle it and sell it as scrap metal?

Even though Lu Ze was confident that the system's protection would prevent any trace from being discovered, the difficulty of gaining access to related technology in the future would probably increase greatly.

Therefore, for the sake of the bigger picture, he had to be cautious whenever materializing any top-tier technological item.

"A full ten thousand Achievement Points. The F-22 really is one of the most cutting-edge military technologies." Lu Ze could not help but sigh as he looked at the points.

He had previously tried copying many technological items.

For example, ordinary computers could only provide a few hundred Achievement Points because of their lack of rarity, even though their technological content was not low at all.

As for ordinary household appliances, the vast majority provided fewer than a hundred points.

Since the copying opportunity only refreshed once a week, he had to be careful with every technological item he copied. Moreover, he could not copy the same item twice.

If copying another F-22 fighter jet did not still reduce the reward, Lu Ze would have planned to copy an F-22 every time from now on.

"In that case, I should be able to draw a few times." With a thought from Lu Ze, several options instantly appeared on the light screen.

[White Draw: 1000 Achievement Points per draw!]

[Blue Draw: 10000 Achievement Points per draw!]

[Purple Draw: XXXXX!] (Purple Draw will unlock after ten copies!)

[Gold Draw: XXXXX!] (Gold Draw will unlock after one hundred copies!)

The Purple Draw and Gold Draw could not yet be unlocked. For now, he could only perform the lowest-tier White Draw and Blue Draw.

Lu Ze was someone who liked to take a gamble. Although White Draws cost one thousand each, enough for ten draws,

only Blue Draws had a chance of yielding genuinely good items.

It's only ten thousand Achievement Points. If foreigners saw this, they'd think I couldn't afford to draw!

After pondering for a moment, Lu Ze silently said, "Perform a Blue Draw!"

[Ding! 10000 Achievement Points consumed!]

On the light screen, a blue roulette wheel continuously swept past items of different colors.

Blue items occupied the overwhelming majority of the wheel, while purple items took up only a few scattered spots totaling less than five percent.

As for gold, even after Lu Ze widened his eyes, he could only see a section as thin as a strand of hair.

If this had been a White Draw, just how heaven-defying would his luck need to be to pull a gold item?

As countless thoughts raced through Lu Ze's mind, the roulette pointer gradually slowed.

Until it landed on a purple item.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on obtaining an item!]

[Purple Skill Talent: Unrivaled Intelligence!]

[Description: Greatly enhances thinking speed, imagination, memory, and perception across the board.]

In an instant.

Lu Ze immediately felt waves of coolness coursing through his body, as though the blood vessels that had once been clogged in his mind had suddenly been cleared.

His brain began operating at unprecedented speed. The moment each thought surfaced, he could immediately find the best answer.

Even memories from when he was three years old could swiftly be recalled in his mind.

If he had to describe this unobstructed mind in concrete terms,

it was like he had once used an abacus, but now possessed a precision computer.

"As expected of a purple skill." A bright smile appeared on Lu Ze's face.

"With this, my next copying operation will be even safer!"

With a mind that processed thoughts at incredible speed, he could calmly handle all kinds of unexpected situations without worrying about exposing any flaws.

Meanwhile.

At the Great Xia Academy of Sciences, inside the main duty room.

"Whether it's real or not, we'll know once we verify it!"

With a skeptical attitude, Xiao Li, an intern researcher, opened a subdirectory within the file.

In an instant.

Rows upon rows of formulas and draft blueprints appeared before his eyes.

Numbers filled the screen like a breathtakingly beautiful painting.

"Am I dreaming?"

Looking at the densely packed blueprints, the hand gripping his mouse began trembling uncontrollably.

"This joke has gone too far. You're seriously fucking for real?" Xiao Li muttered to himself, his face blank with shock.

He could tell that these data formulas were not fabricated nonsense.

On the contrary, the data and theoretical arguments were completely logically coherent. Even the drafts and blueprints were flawless.

The people who usually sent boring emails to the Great Xia Academy of Sciences could never have written something like this.

Those people would be lucky to understand calculus, yet they wanted to write research ideas where even the Riemann Lemma was merely a basic formula? Pure wishful thinking.

"This data... these proof formulas... the draft design concepts..."

The further Xiao Li read, the more towering waves rose in his heart!

It was not that they were absurdly wrong. Rather, even he could not find the slightest problem with these theories and formulas.

He could not even understand most of the arguments and calculation formulas.

Though he was only an intern.

He was still an intern researcher at the Great Xia Academy of Sciences. Which one of them was not a postgraduate from one of the nation's top Project 985 universities?

Although he specialized in applied physics, it was not as if he could not even understand basic formulas, right?

Which meant... could this fucking thing actually be real?

Someone had really sent the Great Xia Academy of Sciences an F-22 fighter jet design blueprint!

Had he actually guessed right!?

What kind of decent person, with nothing better to do, would send the Great Xia Academy of Sciences a "Fifth Generation Fighter Jet Design Blueprint"?

Who the fuck would believe that if it were told to them?

This was no longer a pie falling from the sky. This was gold falling from the sky!

Even from the standpoint of common sense, he himself could not believe that the file before him was real.

Yet the facts were right in front of him.

"No. I have to report this immediately." Xiao Li abruptly stood up and hurried toward the door.

There was not a moment to lose!

He did not dare imagine how terrifying the impact would be if this were real.

The words "F-22 fighter jet design blueprint" alone made its importance to Great Xia self-evident.

He needed to find professors in the relevant fields. Only they had the ability to determine whether this email was genuine.

That was his only thought right now.