Chapter 2329: Chapter 2331: Plasma Cannon? I Have One
After being warned, the scholar still tried to gather information. Beauty Lin felt this bad habit shouldn’t be indulged.
"Do you take my silence for illness when the tiger doesn’t roar?" She straightened her face, "If you keep probing, you might not make it back. Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Of course, I want to go back," the scholar said decisively, shrinking back, "I just find his powerful abilities... such a pity."
"A heart that appreciates talent, huh?" Beauty Lin shook her head, "We’ll find something for him to do appropriately, but I repeat, his importance far exceeds your imagination. After you go back, forget about this trip to Zhengyang."
"I will forget," the scholar nodded, hesitated for a moment, then added, "But as a researcher, I feel the need to remind you, our Guojia still has a long way to go in basic research."
"Are you annoyed or what? Do you think I don’t know?" Beauty Lin got irritated, raised her hand, "Go, go, go, hurry up and leave!"
She drove the person away but fell into a dilemma herself: Feng Jun’s bug-like deduction abilities shouldn’t be wasted in idle.
After hesitating again, she reported to her superiors, explaining Feng Jun’s importance in certain aspects.
Predictably, her superiors called back immediately and scolded her: "Are you annoyed or what? Do you think I don’t know?"
Although Beauty Lin got scolded, she felt relieved, as she successfully passed the buck.
Great, the pressure is not on me now. If the sky falls, there’s a tall one to hold it up.
Feng Jun also received the news of experimental success one day later.
He wasn’t surprised by the success. Instead, he rubbed his head in distress: Probably won’t have leisure time next.
However, he didn’t expect that in the following week, no one came to bother him about similar matters.
Are they being considerate of me? Feng Jun was a bit skeptical. After frequently interacting with Beauty Lin and others, he also heard that Huaxia is indeed weak in some basic research fields.
So, his feelings were conflicted. If people came to him for help, he would be impatient, but if they didn’t, he would be angry: Are they blind or what, the opportunity to catch up is right here, would it kill to ask for help?
Things proved he still underestimated some matters. Two days later, Feng Wenhui arrived at Luohua at night through a Transfer Matrix Plate, saying a new security team was assigned to the Moon Lake Scenic Area, and they also set up posts on the family mountain road.
A security team leader even specially found Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi, saying it’s not about stopping them from contacting people; it’s mainly because the area is getting more famous, and President Feng’s reputation is increasing too.
They set up checkpoints on the Feng Family road to prevent any ill-sighted person from colliding with President Feng’s family—"President Feng is a distinguished entrepreneur from Yunyang, representing Yunyang’s image, so it’s our duty to help President Feng protect his home."
As for fees and whatnot, that’s nonexistent; if anything happens in the mountain that needs help, just speak up.
Feng Wenhui’s presence at home is even lesser than Feng’s mother Zhang Junyi, but he is smart enough to say, "We’re not military, we’re retired military, neither my wife nor I understand what they intend."
"I overlooked that," Feng Jun nodded, "I’ve been doing some things recently, might bring some trouble. Thought it’s fine on my part, didn’t consider it could affect you. They should be here to protect you."
Feng Wenhui wasn’t surprised, "My wife and I guessed that, right... What did you do?"
"Donated some gold," Feng Jun can’t hide things from his parents, he simply said, "Details are inconvenient to disclose, don’t ask, it’s no big deal."
However, Feng Wenhui was intrigued upon hearing this, uncertainly asked, "That... Huaxia’s gold standard?"
Feng Jun looked at him in surprise, "You know about this too?"
"Your old man just turned fifty, alright?" Feng Wenhui glared, speaking proudly, "Kid, no matter how impressive you are outside, I’m still your old man! Everyone knows, am I that disconnected from society?"
"Yes, you’re Dad, you’re the boss," Feng Jun nodded with a smile, now there are few who dare to blow beard and glare at him, he must cherish, "I was involved in the gold standard thing a bit."
Feng Wenhui’s mouth twitched, stunned there for a long time, finally sighed, "You better save enough for yourself and the child."
The Feng Family is indeed a small family, but it’s rare that Feng Wenhui and Zhang Junyi respect their son’s choices greatly; compared to wealth, money is a minor thing. Even if Feng Wenhui felt reluctant hearing this, he wouldn’t scold his son, just slightly remind him.
"Don’t worry, your son is now the world’s richest man," Feng Jun laughed casually, replying, he’s proud to have such parents, "Anyway, don’t talk about this to outsiders, just know these people are protecting you."
Feng Wenhui replied proudly, "To be honest, we don’t need them; your mom and I can protect ourselves."
Both he and Zhang Junyi are already at the sixth stage of transformation, and with the Storage Talisman on them, ordinary people really can’t do much against the two of them.
In fact, Feng Jun verbally claimed "it’s a neglect," but he knew well in his heart that his dad and mom have his Essence Blood Protection Talisman. They have Da Baier by their side, and more importantly, the Guardian Boss is watching over the two elders in the skies above the Alxa League. How could there be an issue?
Just that these means are not visible to others, so in case someone is oblivious, which objectively is a possibility, now those "guards" have set up checkpoints, and even surface-level protection is there, making it naturally better.
He indeed somewhat neglected it, but it wasn’t deadly, and now, someone has helped him fill in the gaps.
Feng Jun sent his dad back and stayed in Chaoyang for a night. The next day, he returned to Luohua and found Beauty Lin, "About my parents, what’s the deal with you?"
Beauty Lin straightforwardly admitted, "We are indeed responsible for this, and the reason is quite simple. We hope to ask you to help us deduce some matters by demonstrating such a relationship."
If it were a week ago, Feng Jun might have been coy, but having now experienced the psychological journey of "Why haven’t you sought me out yet," he was too lazy to shirk, "I’ll only help with three deductions."
This agreeable attitude surprised even Beauty Lin—according to profile analysis, his most probable reaction should have been "Aren’t you being busybodies?"
You see, personality profiling is a useful tool, but it doesn’t mean everything is under control.
Beauty Lin was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted and decisively asked, "Three deductions... can they be about anything?"
"There must be something tangible to match," Feng Jun casually replied, "and no projects too large."
"What counts as too large a project?" Beauty Lin blinked, "Could you give an example, like a plasma cannon?"
"Plasma cannon..." Feng Jun raised a hand to touch his nose, pondered for a long while, then replied, "There’s no need to deduce this, right? How about I give you a physical item?"
In his plan, those technological weapons should be revealed a bit later, taking too large a step might cause issues; not to mention, the energy there primarily comes from Energy Blocks, which alone pose a threshold for the Earth Realm.
However, since the plasma cannon has already been brought up, it makes no sense to keep it hidden; Feng Jun prefers being cautious, but he’s not a pretentious person, and for him now, there’s no need to be pretentious.
"There’s no need to deduce," Beauty Lin’s disappointment hadn’t yet shown on her face before she was taken aback, then exclaimed, "You said... physical item?"
Feng Jun nodded, casually stating, "That’s right, a physical item...though there might be a bottleneck regarding energy."
"Energy is no problem," Beauty Lin patted her chest, "At worst, we’ll find a power plant specifically to test the weapons. Leave those to me. When can you get the plasma cannon? I’ll help you find a location to place it; you make the final decision, okay?"
"These aren’t important," Feng Jun waved his hand, "What I can offer you is a single-soldier level plasma cannon..."
He doesn’t actually have a single-soldier level plasma cannon on hand, but the Mecha’s model could barely be considered single-soldier, right?
"Single-soldier level!" Beauty Lin’s eyes lit up again; she quickly voiced, "Is... Mai Nation’s research already at this level?"
"Don’t interrupt!" Feng Jun waved his hand, "It’s not from Mai Nation; you can assume I took down an alien... I must declare, I can provide the plasma cannon, but don’t seek me for related development anymore, don’t just keep milking the same sheep dry."
"Haha," Beauty Lin laughed a radiant flower-like laugh, as brilliant as could be, she nodded with a smile, "No problem, I can definitely decide that; regarding plasma cannon related development...we promise not to bother you anymore!"
"Huh?" Feng Jun looked at her in surprise, "You’ve gained quite a bit of power recently, have you been promoted?"
"It has nothing to do with promotion," Beauty Lin waved her hand, being vague about whether she was promoted, but she did say, "Mainly because I’m not afraid of others holding me accountable; just like you said...we should allow others to achieve results."
She indeed thought so internally; since the physical plasma cannon is already in hand, if further analysis and development were involved—why, in such a big Huaxia, is there no one but you capable?
Otherwise, as the old saying goes, doing things means first being a person, Feng Jun has learned this, and Beauty Lin naturally has as well.
She believes using such reasoning to refuse her superiors would not have significant consequences and could even shift the blame onto Feng Jun—people don’t like standing out too much, is that wrong?
"Let’s settle it like this then," Feng Jun nodded, thought for a moment, and said another sentence, "Later, I’ll let Gazi bring the plasma cannon to you, and explain the precautions for its use...is that okay?"
Beauty Lin first nodded, pondered for a moment, and couldn’t help but ask, "Where exactly did this plasma cannon come from?"
