"Elder Zhong, I'm actually very strong! You don't need to worry too much."
"Even if I can't stop a nuclear missile, I can go take out everyone launching it beforehand."
"If you're still worried, I could bring back a few aircraft carriers for you, or steal a few F-22s and F-35s to help advance our military technology."
"Do you want thrust-vectoring engines? Aren't people online always saying our chips are behind? How about I dismantle a two-nanometer lithography machine and bring it back for you?"
"Active phased-array radar, nanoscale stealth coatings, advanced material formulas, nuclear-powered aircraft carrier blueprints-just say what you want!"
The more Chen Jue spoke, the more outrageous he became. Elder Zhong trembled all over in fright and hurriedly reached into his sleeve for a bottle of Quick-Acting Heart-Saving Pills, gulping down several mouthfuls before grabbing his arm. "You little terror! Please spare me!"
"I'm too old for this kind of excitement!"
Honestly, although most of Chen Jue's proposals were rather outlandish and even sounded absurd, a few had genuinely struck a chord with Elder Zhong.
Many of the technologies Chen Jue mentioned were precisely what the base lacked, and achieving breakthroughs in them would take an enormous amount of time.
Of course, the base also had plenty of advanced technologies, such as virtual projection, that other countries lacked. These had all been built up bit by bit through the painstaking efforts of several generations.
That was how scientific research worked. There were no shortcuts. Overtaking the competition required investing time, manpower, and money.
But Chen Jue's thinking was much simpler!
It could even be called absurd beyond belief!
Since conventional research progressed relatively slowly, he would use unconventional methods to smash through the ceiling by force. He had the ability, after all.
However, if Chen Jue really