Contacting again, are you interested in the B-2 bomber? (Seeking follow-up reading)

"Are there really B-2 bombers?" Lu Ze's expression was somewhat excited.

This was a B-2 bomber, currently the world's only stealth strategic bomber, and could be described as the strongest bomber of its time.

Faced with such top-tier weaponry, what man could say, 'I'm not interested'? Anyone who said that was probably a living Wei Zhongxian.

Although the B-2 bomber might seem a bit outdated, it was finalized and mass-produced in the early 1990s and had been successfully serving Eagle Country for ten years.

But it's important to know that there were only 21 of these bombers, and their R&D cost reached $2.4 billion per unit twenty years ago. Every gram of its weight was two to three times more expensive than gold, and its hourly flight cost alone was a price many small countries couldn't afford.

If he could successfully replicate it, Lu Ze dared not imagine how many Achievement Points it would bring, likely even more terrifying than the 10,000 Achievement Points for the F-22 fighter jet.

"Thank you so much, Lucy!" Lu Ze's gratitude was heartfelt. Without a guide like Lucy, it would be incredibly difficult for him to access such top-tier technology.

"You're welcome. Just consider it a thank-you gift for dinner."

Lucy smiled sweetly.

This boy from Great Xia always gave her a peculiar feeling.

She didn't particularly like the direct and exaggerated emotional expressions of people from Eagle Country. Conversely, Lu Ze's reserved and interesting remarks always made her smile knowingly.

If this could be called liking, it wasn't quite there yet, but her heart was stirred with some ripples and curiosity.

As for Lu Ze being from Great Xia? What did that matter? She herself looked just like people from Great Xia.

Besides, how many locals were there in Eagle Country? Weren't they all immigrants from two or three hundred years ago?

"See you at the lab tomorrow."

Lucy waved and was about to run home.

She had eaten too much today and was already eight-tenths full. She needed to digest it properly.

Suddenly, she noticed Lu Ze's actions beside her as he rolled up his trouser legs and sleeves and tidied his clothes.

"What are you doing?" Lucy asked with a hint of confusion.

"To thank you, I'm going to run back with you," Lu Ze said, putting away his things. He teased, "Of course, if you want me to pledge myself to you, I wouldn't refuse."

"Then I'd rather hope you can do that for me in the next life," Lucy chuckled.

She was very familiar with these proverbs from Great Xia. Pledging oneself was not an option.

"I'm quite fast, don't fall behind."

After saying that, her long legs strode forward. Even though she wasn't wearing specialized running shoes, Lucy's speed was like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, she was over ten meters away.

"??? Why are you running so fast?" Lu Ze struggled to keep up.

"I forgot to tell you, I was on the track and field team in college," Lucy replied, turning her head, her face not flushed and her breathing steady.

Lu Ze looked at her long, fair legs, which were long enough to be chopsticks, and nodded. "I can see that. You certainly have the talent."

Those long legs, let alone for running, would probably earn a lot pulling a three-wheeled cart back in his hometown.

It was a shame that the two heavyweights on her chest limited Lucy's performance. Otherwise, she might have had some good development in track and field.

Half an hour later, after running all the way back home with Lucy, Lu Ze waved goodbye and ran back to the dormitory.

He took a quick shower and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, nine o'clock in the morning.

"Why haven't we received a reply from them yet?" Lu Ze frowned, mechanically chewing on his Western breakfast of bread and milk.

"I'll send them an email later and share this good news with them."

Meanwhile, in Great Xia, the moon was already high in the sky, and it was midnight.

At the Great Xia Academy of Sciences, in the same secret room.

Suddenly, a loud notification sound echoed, and a few minutes later, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside the door.

"Director, a new email arrived three minutes ago," Liu Zhixue said, standing up. He had been timing it.

"Okay."

Zhang Yuli replied briefly, sitting down and immediately initiating various verification commands to lift permissions. Time was tight, and the mission was urgent; not a moment could be wasted.

After quickly unlocking the status, a brand-new email appeared in the mailbox backend.

The two people beside him leaned in, their eyes fixed on the text displayed on the screen, full of curiosity.

[Have you decided what technology you need?]

Seeing this line, Zheng Lixing's eyes lit up. "Is this the mysterious person you mentioned?"

Earlier that morning, Zhang Yuli had already explained everything to him.

From the moment this mysterious person sent the first email to the Great Xia Academy of Sciences, to the email sent early this morning allowing Great Xia to pick any technology.

After hearing the entire sequence of events, Zheng Lixing's heart churned with immense waves. He never expected their Academy of Sciences to encounter such good fortune.

"He's asking again what technology we need?" Zheng Lixing smiled slightly. "Doesn't it feel like he's forcing this technology on us?"

In the past, he, as someone involved, deeply understood how difficult it was for Great Xia to acquire any technology. For technologies like 'nuclear bombs' and 'ballistic missiles,' they could beg until their throats were sore with no response, only able to bury their heads and painstakingly research it themselves.

Unlike now, where someone repeatedly asked them to choose any technology they wanted.

Liu Zhixue sighed, "If only there had been such a mysterious person decades ago. Old Zheng, you probably would have had an easier time."

"Without hardship, how can there be rebirth from fire? The timing of his appearance now is the best!"

Zheng Lixing shook his head.

If it were him decades ago, he might have desperately wished for someone to provide technical data, to spare them much hardship.

But now, Zheng Lixing felt even more that the hardship was worthwhile. It had forged Great Xia's resilient spirit, the courage to be unbowed by anyone.

It was in moments of encountering the Russians who couldn't be trusted, the Eagle Country that couldn't be trusted, and even the subordinates they had nurtured themselves who couldn't be trusted, that Great Xia learned that at any time, they could only rely on themselves.

It was precisely because of this perseverance that a brand new Great Xia was shaped.

And now, the timing of this mysterious person's appearance was the most correct. Great Xia had endured its hardships; what followed was sweet dew.

Zheng Lixing didn't linger on the memories of that time and urged, "Reply quickly."

Zhang Yuli frowned, "Then I'll reply according to the established plan."

He directly typed a line.

'Our side is open to any technology. Please be sure to pay attention to your own safety. If necessary, you may abandon the technology or request support at any time.'

Meanwhile, Lu Ze wasn't particularly surprised by this reply.

Based on his understanding of Great Xia, they wouldn't actually make specific demands. They adhered to the principle of thinking thrice before acting and never rushing.

He sent back another email.

[May I ask, are you interested in the B-2 bomber?]

Instantly.

Looking at this line of text, the room at the Great Xia Academy of Sciences fell into a long silence.

The B-2 bomber?

The world's strongest strategic bomber currently? They were extremely interested!

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