The three of them came to the next room, and the leader went straight to the point. "Academician, what do you think?"
The veteran academician did not hesitate to give his opinion. "Sir, controllable nuclear fusion technology, let us say at least, there is still 50 years to go! It will cost hundreds of billions."
"What's more, this is a technology that is miniaturized, has zero radiation, and can supply stable energy!"
"I don't know how Tony invented this technology, but one thing the other party is right about is that this technology will change the world's energy structure!"
"Once Eagle Nation applies small-scale controllable nuclear fusion in the military field, it will be a long way ahead of us."
Zheng Xian Although I don't think Tony will hand over the small Arc Reactor technology to the military, I don't worry about ten thousand, just in case.
Technology has no borders, but scientists do.
What's more, the other party is still a businessman!
However, Zheng Xian still asked about his concerns, "The origin of these technologies is unknown. The opponent's warships can block all our radars. What if there is a backdoor hidden in the technology?"
The academician shook his head decisively. "Impossible, there is no room for operation. Even if it is a powered exoskeleton armor, as long as we use our own programs and chips, there is no possibility of intrusion or control by outsiders!"
"Chief, you can't refuse! Controllable nuclear fusion and Power Armour technology are hard to come by!"
"So what if they want a production line? If we get the core technology, we can build it ourselves or even upgrade it. This is a huge bargain!"
Zheng Xian nodded in agreement. "We must acquire the technology. He wants 3,000 sets of mass-produced finished products. We can just use this process to understand and understand the full set of technologies."
The leader was silent for a few seconds and then slowly said, "The production line and cans can agree to each other."
"But we can only provide technology and combat warheads for intercontinental supersonic missiles... Even ordinary ones, we can never provide them."
"This involves too many sensitive issues. If word spreads about it, it will hit people's lips and touch the bottom line of national defense."
Half an hour later.
Fu Haoran The smile on his face did not change, he had already expected it in his heart.
But what he wanted from the beginning was technology, such as missile bodies, propulsion systems, and guidance methods.
As for the warhead...
"Maozi's moral bottom line is not that high."
Fu Haoran didn't bother, just said lightly, "Yes, I just need technology and production technology."
"But the production line and cans must be put in place as soon as possible. I don't have time to wait. I only give 60 days. When the time is up, I must leave."
"So, either we can complete the cooperation within 60 days, or I can take the technology and find others who are willing to cooperate."
So anxious?!
The old chief frowned slightly, obviously a little surprised by this extremely short deadline.
The academician was afraid that the talks would collapse, so he quickly smoothed things over. "No problem! We will coordinate the production line immediately, and we will dispatch the cans overnight without any delay!"
"There is one last question." The chief looked at Fu Haoran, "What specific process does the production line you want require? Will you really cooperate with the implementation of Power Armour's technology?"
Fu Haoran has already prepared. "For specific process parameters, my technical officer Priest Kallen will communicate with your engineers throughout the follow-up process."
"Okay," the chief agreed readily, "As long as the technology is in place, canning is not a problem."
It's just that the chief didn't know that what seemed like the simplest transaction turned out to be the only pitfall.
Fu Haoran looked at the chief's cheerful look, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened.
Even if a thousand people come, it will be 1,000 tons of cans a day and 30,000 tons a month.
"They don't think that they can master Warhammer Universe's technology in a short time."
When Fu Haoran left the conference room, a light blue light curtain flashed in front of his eyes.
[Congratulations to Reincarnator 976756 Fu Haoran, who has reached in-depth technical cooperation with the Oriental official of this world and successfully unlocked the exclusive plot line of "Eastern Faction". Currently, Reincarnator is the only one to enter the hidden plot line]
[camp: Great Eastern Faction]
[Faction contribution: 0/10000]
[Faction victory conditions: Make the change rate of the camp world line reach more than 50% and become the final winner of this Heavens War]
[Task Difficulty: S Level (Hell Level)]
[PS: Okay, okay, you kid likes to exploit loopholes, right? If you don't increase the difficulty, you won't know whether to live or die. If you don't seek death, you won't die.]
[Current world line change rate: 32.1%]
Fu Haoran glanced at it and closed the panel calmly.
"First to join?"
"It seems that the other Reincarnators are all swarming around Tony and S.H.I.E.L.D.."
Good thing, there are less people here, which makes it easier to operate.
After returning to Cobra-class Destroyer, Lucifer took his time and made his own comments:
"You can imagine using the technology of the interstellar era to replace the cans and production lines of mortals."
Fu Haoran smiled, "Tithe This is my top priority right now. Besides, I've already come here. It's really not cost-effective to go back without changing something."
"Besides, these technologies can't only be sold once. They can still be used as bargaining chips in another world."
Seeing Fu Haoran's heartless look, Lucifer couldn't help but pour cold water on it. "Aren't you afraid that after you leave, the structure of this low-level civilized planet will completely collapse?"
"Why should you worry? After I leave, it doesn't matter if there are floods. This is the planet's own business."
Lucifer I have no opinion on this. The civilization of a planet is just a fleeting spark in the galaxy. Only this human being will take these trivial matters to heart.
However, what Lucifer didn't know was that Fu Haoran didn't say that he had thought about ways to control the "flood". As for where the flood would come from?
Don't ask.
I asked but I don't know.
All in all, Fu Haoran has already planned to carry out several big projects in the last half month.
For example, some space carriers are about to be completed, or an African tribe has hidden many treasures.
These are all fat sheep in his eyes. If he doesn't slaughter them before leaving, that would be unjust.
At the same time, when Fu Haoran met with Eastern officials, the weak energy fluctuations released by Cobra-class Destroyer inadvertently penetrated the local shielding and were captured by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s global energy monitoring network.
On Helicarrier of S.H.I.E.L.D..
Nick Fury stared at the energy peak of Canglan Naval Port on the screen. That abnormal energy fluctuation was neither a conventional weapon nor any technology known to S.H.I.E.L.D.. He said in a deep voice to Hill beside him:
"Lock the target and send the Quinjet fighter plane over quietly without exposing its whereabouts. See what happened there. Find out the origins of the man named Fu Haoran and the giant battleship."
"Director, that is S.P.E.A.R. Bureau's territory. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to go there like this?" Hill raised his concerns.
"Don't worry about them. I understand S.P.E.A.R. Bureau. Apart from protesting, I will only strongly condemn them." Nick didn't take this matter to heart at all.
"Besides, as long as we don't get caught, even if they know, they can't do anything to us."
Hill nodded slightly. "Yes, Director."
The door of Helicarrier slowly opened, and the two Quinjet fighters turned on optical stealth, quietly drove out of the door of Helicarrier, and sped away in the direction of Canglan Naval Port.