Chapter 71 Father

Chu Feiyue greeted the girls behind her. My sister was surprised to see that Chu Feiyue was standing next to an acquaintance.

"Grandpa Qian!?"

"Oh, Xiao Yue, I said that if Chu Feiyue went to do something, she would never leave you alone. Sure enough." Mr. Qian patted Chu Feiyue on the shoulder and showed a "convinity" look. "Yes, are you engaged?"

"Ah!" X2

Chu Feiyue and his sister were really shocked. Normally, the engagement ceremony should be held in the depths of the roots of Chu Feiyue. Except for a few people who are also pulled into the roots, no one will know why...

Seeing the surprise of the two people, how could Qian Lao not know the result of this problem?

"Well... It seems that I have one more topic." Pushing his eyes, Mr. Qian said.

"Well, Grandpa Qian... How did you know about this matter?" My sister held her hand, kept crossing it, and asked with a little trembling.

"About half a year ago, Ming Han suddenly told me in a dream. At that time, I thought I missed him too much, but I made a few phone calls and found that many people seemed to have dreamed of him. At that time, I was a little suspicious. Now when I look at it, it's really..."

It turned out to be like this! Chu Feiyue looked at Chu Lian with doubtful eyes, hoping that she could tell herself what was going on.

There is no doubt that Grandpa Chu has been dead for many years. But why can he entrust his dream to others? This looks like a strange thing like a god or a ghost. How can it have something to do with an old scientist like Grandpa Chu?

Chu Lian shook his head and avoided Chu Feiyue's eyes. But whether you don't know or can't say, this is another problem. At least in front of Mr. Qian, Chu Lian didn't want to say too much. He could see that the old man was very influential and smart. If he always thought of something from his words and made something strange and dangerous, it would be hers.

We will discuss this matter when we are free!

"Well, let's talk about it when the parents are short. Let's talk about business first." Mr. Qian tidied up his clothes and said with a straight face.

"You used to be my junior, and there were not so many taboos between each other. You can say whatever you want. But now, you represent the group of zombies. I'm not talented, but I should also have the right to represent the Celestial Empire. So..."

Mr. Qian sighed.

"Let's get down to business. I don't believe that you dug this secret base out of the ground just to fool around."

"It's really clear between public and private. That's good, so it saves me a lot of effort to say." For Grandpa Chu's friends, Chu Feiyue still doesn't want to be too offensive. Mr. Qian represents an era. He is a sign that has been half-earthed and is admired by every person in the Celestial Empire. Even if he is no longer a human being, Chu Feiyue's enthusiasm as a researcher keeps him due respect for these old people who have devoted their lives to research.

"Well, the child has really grown up... Let's go, I'll show you to our team." Mr. Qian shook his head and said, "Say it while walking. I can't see what you want to do at all."

After saying that, Mr. Qian turned around and walked towards the research center. The drivers in those mechas turned out of the back cover one by one. After looking at Chu Feiyue in awe, he followed Mr. Qian's buttocks and lowered his head.

"Let's go, too." Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders.

"Chu, this grandpa, is there no problem?" Vivian is a little uneasy. In this sealed environment, the weakness in the girl's heart is inevitably revealed.

"No problem, even if there is a problem, it doesn't matter." Chu Feiyue bent her fingers and flicked on the little princess's forehead, "Don't worry, I'm here. The sky has collapsed. What are you worried about?"

"Hmm..." Vivian spit out her tongue and ran to Fei Ying. Although it was only Chu Feiyue's verbal comfort, she was still much more at ease.

Fei Ying's face is still a little pale, and the taste of being out of power is not so good. But now I can stand firm.

To Chu Feiyue's expectation, Fei Ying did not wave the amazing memory. Seeing the girl around her who wanted to talk and stop, Fei Ying also guessed that she should have done something earth-shaking after she was in a coma, and now she was pestering Vivian to ask.

Following Mr. Qian, several people passed through several closed doors and came to a corridor full of pedestrians.

The researcher in a white coat hurriedly trotted through the corridor with the folder in his arms. He didn't look at Mr. Qian and ran over.

Among the researchers, there are not only men, but also women, and there are many. They are all plain and simple ponytails with a bunch of hair to the back of the head, which looks refreshing and clean. Female researchers are much quieter than men. At least they are not in such a hurry as if they are rushing to the toilet, but politely greeted Mr. Qian before bypassing them and leaving.

Of course, it's not that no one is surprised by Chu Feiyue's dress that is obviously not the people in the research center, but most of them just glance at it. From front to back, no one has stopped to chat in this pedestrian corridor. Everyone has their own purpose, a clear goal, and then runs towards that goal.

This is what a research institute should look like... Such an idea can't help but come out in the minds of several people.

"This leads to our main force workshop, and the particle accelerator is also in that direction." Mr. Qian pointed to the side of the corridor and said, "Most of these researchers are from the Fission Research Office, and that department has the largest number of people."

Along this corridor, Mr. Qian made a general introduction to the equipment of the research center.

"There, that branch is a cooling tower cluster, and there is an underground river with a high flow rate below, which is also the place where we collect domestic water."

"The aisle is a uniform pressure exhaust system, which uses the exhaled carbon dioxide into the electrolyte and catalyst to electrolyze out oxygen and single crystal carbon. Thanks to this device, it is because of it that our old bones have not been infected as zombies by the zombie virus at the first time.

"You should be familiar with this thing, the photoelectric conductivity device, the energy transmission loss rate of this thing is really beautiful. How much did the old fox of Jialong International buy your patent at that time?"

"Here, the nuclear reaction..."

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In the afternoon, Qian Lao let Chu Feiyue and others see what a real research center was. The scale here is much bigger than that of Dijingyuan. Moreover, Chu Feiyue knew that Mr. Qian actually hid something, because he did not point out where the arsenal and where the nuclear warheads were placed, nor did he say where to carry out the fire control of nuclear bombs.

The nuclear bomb is the ultimate weapon for human beings to deal with zombies. There is no doubt that human beings will press their last treasure on these strategic map guns.

After wandering around all afternoon, Qian Lao took a few people to a room decorated with a conference room.

The security guard behind him stood at the door consciously, and only Mr. Qian went in with Chu Feiyue. But in the room, there are already people waiting.

They are all acquaintances... Seeing the white-haired old people sitting in it, Chu Feiyue said secretly in her heart.

Mr. Qian sat in the main seat of the conference hall and pointed to the empty seat behind.

"Sit down as you like."

Several girls did it on the long table for the meeting one by one, looking curiously at the veteran scientists here.

Chu Feiyue chose a place closest to the researchers with a lot of beards and sat down. Xia Mei was next to him and looked at a row of old scientists opposite.

The whole conference table is now divided into three parts. Human scientists are on one side, Chu Feiyue and Xia Mei are on the opposite side, and the girls who make soy sauce sit the farthest.

"Xiao Chu, I haven't seen you for a long time." An old man with glasses in a Northeast dialect said first, "Told about what you want to do." Although you are in a different position from ours now, as long as you can convince us, we can still cooperate.

"The premise is that you have to give us a reason to help you." An old man next to him with shaved bald and white eyebrows took over the words, "Otherwise, even if you kill us all and turn us into zombies, we won't be your accomplice."

"This... I'm not going to force you..." Chu Feiyue said helplessly, "You are all friends of Grandpa and elders. How can you treat you like that? Well, can you tell me what grandpa does? Why..." Why are you here! This is the Nuclear Weapons Research Center, right? Why do you old people who usually play chess, play cards and walk birds now become senior executives?

"It turns out that Minghan didn't tell you," the old man who often took his eighth brother in the community in Chu Feiyue's impression said, "Our old men are the first generation of unit numbered 8023."

"Minghan was Mr. Qian Xuesen's apprentice and the leader of our team at that time. In fact, we still have a lot of comrades-in-arms, but the years are killing pigs and knives to make people old, and there are fewer and fewer people. The old man with the first northeast accent said with a lonely face.

"We were all retired, but about a year ago, because the relationship between North Korea and South Korea, the two small projectiles deteriorated sharply, and the sky was afraid that the conflict in these two areas would escalate. Jin Sanpang fired a nuclear bomb directly with a brain fever, and gathered us still alive old bones together again. Nowadays, there are too few young people who can really shoulder the burden.

"I didn't expect that it would have been a year since I came in, and I happened to avoid the catastrophe on the ground, and I was blessed by misfortune."

Shaking his head, the old man pulled out his head from his memories and looked at Chu Feiyue.

"When I'm old, I like to be distracted. I'm sorry. Tell me about you. Why did you come here?"

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Unit 8023, a force established to study nuclear weapons.

Also, the author studied nuclear industry, which is my predecessors...