The Puff Pastry Treatment

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In the hospital room.

Xu Yun wore a smug, wicked grin.

Qian Bingqiong couldn't help turning his head to exchange glances with Old Guo and Zhao Zhongyao.

He had to admit, Xu Yun's answer had truly caught them off guard.

After a moment.

Qian Bingqiong thought of something else. He furrowed his brow slightly and asked Xu Yun, who was lying in bed:

"Little Xu, wait a minute. If things really develop the way you say they will..."

"Then the Japanese are sure to take a fall, and it'll definitely be a huge pit. But isn't calling it a black hole a bit of an exaggeration?"

"No matter how big that pit is, it won't swallow the Japanese whole like a black hole and leave them with no hope of recovery, will it? They'll be back on their feet in five or six years at most."

"Japan isn't like us. The international situation it faces isn't so complicated. One stumble shouldn't be enough to finish it off completely, right?"

At this.

Old Guo and Zhao Zhongyao both nodded instinctively.

Indeed.

If the only problem was that the SU(5) model was wrong, then the Japanese would indeed lose a lot this time. All the manpower and resources they had invested would come to nothing.

But even if they lost their shirts, that still wouldn't mean they'd fallen into a black hole, would it?

After all, falling into a black hole meant being swallowed up entirely. That was far worse than losing one's shirt.

The former would leave them badly wounded; the latter would mean they'd never recover.

And from what Qian Bingqiong knew of Xu Yun, this "medium-rare" guy often made big news, but the news usually lived up to its headline.

So why had he suddenly started acting