Chapter 2333: Chapter 2335: A Secret of Xin
Beauty Lin’s request isn’t too high nor too low: "Divert their attention away from the Gold standard... just like you think, the plasma cannon project."
Didn’t she mention the Yunlei Stone project last time? Feng Jun really wanted to complain; we even sent a Yunlei Stone out to explode.
But after thinking it over, he felt relieved. The Yunlei Stone project was indeed a big pitfall, too surreal — how could such a small stone contain so much energy?
Not to mention the current Earth Realm, even the technology on the Insect World side couldn’t parse this phenomenon.
So after careful consideration, throwing out the Yunlei Stone was shocking enough, but due to the lack of basic research theory and methods, it seemed more like a smokescreen.
But the plasma cannon was different. It sounded a bit sci-fi, but in fact, it always had theoretical support, and some even claimed to have already developed it — this is not a joke, it might be true.
So-called strategic deception should at least give people a seemingly plausible feeling. Things that are purely impossible are just fooling.
Beauty Lin implied that "Our plasma cannon technology has attracted Mai Nation’s attention. During the last few test shots... we invited observers from some friendly Guojia, so the information may not be entirely controllable."
How is it "may not be controllable"? It’s entirely showcasing strength!
However, similar methods can achieve a balancing effect. Simply hiding is not the best choice.
In warfare, deception is key; blending the real and the false is the way.
Feng Jun understood this, but he didn’t think he was qualified to be a strategist. In fact, he didn’t want to hear such details, as they just caused trouble, "Just tell me directly, what do you need me to do?"
Beauty Lin’s eyes turned a few times, and finally, she sighed, "If... and I mean if, you really killed the Aliens, the weapon you obtained shouldn’t just be the plasma cannon, right?"
She actually wanted to be clearer — according to analysis, such weapons should be mounted on exoskeletons or mecha.
But she couldn’t say it outright, as saying so might provoke Feng Jun according to personality analysis.
Moreover, does the Aliens’ physique have to be similar to humans on Earth?
Bringing up this question already risked offending the other party.
Feng Jun was momentarily stunned, then smiled slightly, without answering — guess for yourself.
Beauty Lin’s judgment was simple and straightforward — since you didn’t deny it, other weapons must exist.
The last time the plasma cannon topic was brought up by coincidence, so she planned to repeat this process, "You must have an electromagnetic gun, right?"
"Heh," Feng Jun chuckled again, still not answering, but fortunately, he finally spoke up.
Beauty Lin had no choice but to ask again, "Alright, can you tell me what the most powerful weapon you obtained is?"
"Discussing this now is meaningless," Feng Jun finally responded. He also knew he couldn’t hide it from her — because he was disdainful of lying, so he could only honestly tell her, "I think you’re aiming too high."
"Not to mention anything else, just that individual plasma cannon technology... can you grasp it within twenty years?"
"You’re underestimating us," Beauty Lin sternly replied, full of confidence, "just like you underestimated Huaxia’s ability to refine Gold; thoroughly understanding all plasma cannon theories is easily achievable in twenty years... we could even tackle a few more projects."
"But that’s only understanding the theory," Feng Jun’s intelligence wasn’t so lacking as to miss such an obvious difference in wording, "can you reverse-engineer it? I won’t even mention the energy aspect, just regarding the associated materials, I estimate even thirty years might not be enough."
Beauty Lin naturally followed up, "Materials are no problem, isn’t that why you’re here?"
Feng Jun gave her an exasperated look, "Take it easy, wasn’t it agreed to let others achieve results?"
"This situation is urgent," Beauty Lin anticipated his response, though certain workplace factors aren’t significant compared to major events, "emergency measures are necessary; the pressure on the Gold standard is really immense..."
She worriedly expressed, "If it weren’t for this, we wouldn’t even consider exposing the plasma cannon... According to the standard of ’equipping one generation, developing one generation, pre-researching one generation’, exposing equipment we haven’t even fully mastered is unthinkable."
Feng Jun nodded upon hearing this. After all, he studied Business Administration and had some authority to speak on economic matters, "Exposing a few future weapons to make Huaxia currency the global currency is worth it."
Beauty Lin nodded and was about to say something when Feng Jun’s hand shook, and he took out a one-and-a-half-foot-long curved saber, "This saber is also Alien technology; it might be able to cut through composite armor. Take it back and study it."
"A cold weapon," Beauty Lin took the curved saber, expressing with a mix of laughing and crying, "is this what you call... a future weapon?"
"This saber is really formidable," Feng Jun spoke seriously, "figuring out its material composition is enough to elevate our material research to a new level."
"Understood," Beauty Lin drew out her curved saber for a look, then slid it back into the sheath, speaking seriously, "I understand a little about the basic materials, so I’ll accept the gift... but I still want to ask, are there no hot weapons?"
Feng Jun shook his head and answered decisively, "It’s not the time!"
He knew that the other party had already guessed something—also because he was unwilling to lie, hence revealing a bit, but he would still stick to what he must.
"Alright," Beauty Lin didn’t continue to argue. She had already developed some insights into dealing with Feng Jun by now, knowing that she couldn’t force it at this moment. "Then can you just tell me, what is the weapon with the longest range? I’m only asking this one thing."
Feng Jun looked at her, thought for a moment, but was ultimately unwilling to lie, "The weapon with the longest range, I don’t have it yet, but distances of hundreds of thousands of kilometers can certainly be ensured, however... that’s mounted on a space battleship."
"Space... battleship?" Beauty Lin’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "Are you serious?"
Feng Jun’s brow furrowed slightly, "Do I need to deceive you?"
"No," Beauty Lin shook her head vigorously, and at the same time, the pendant on her chest began to heat up again.
But at this moment, she couldn’t care less about others’ opinions and orders, because she felt that she was the one who understood him best, "I’m just a bit surprised... How far is this planet from Earth?"
What Feng Jun described was unimaginable even when she racked her brain, but she genuinely didn’t disbelieve it.
If anyone casually glanced at it, they might think she was brainwashed, but she herself was quite clear, everything he said was true.
Some things, without experiencing them firsthand, the feelings are truly indescribable.
"The distance from Earth... can’t be conveyed with numbers," Feng Jun thought for a bit and then shook his head, "I estimate that in your lifetime, you won’t see aliens coming over, so don’t worry about it."
Beauty Lin nodded—even though she didn’t know why she was nodding, "Are you saying you can go there, but we can’t?"
"What would you go there for? It’s very dangerous over there," Feng Jun glanced at her again, "Someone as weak as you would find it easy to perish, how would I explain it to others upon return?"
The pendant on Beauty Lin’s chest became increasingly hot, but she still didn’t care because she knew what she wanted to do, "I can sign a disclaimer... besides, with you there, following you around should provide a certain degree of safety, right?"
Feng Jun could only smile wryly, "I can’t ensure my own safety, let’s put it this way... I am wanted over there."
"You’re wanted?" Beauty Lin’s eyes widened more, feeling that the astonishment accumulated throughout her life couldn’t surpass today, "What did you do? It seems you’re... not particularly heinous."
"You don’t need to know these," Feng Jun shook his head. He’d held back for so long and actually had a strong desire to talk about it, but typically there hadn’t been anyone to tell. Now, being able to say a few words made him feel a lot more comfortable, and that’s enough.
As for whether Beauty Lin’s mind would start racing after hearing this, it didn’t concern him—I’m happy with myself, and that’s enough.
He stopped talking, but Beauty Lin genuinely couldn’t suppress her curiosity, "Just say why you’re wanted, what exactly did you do to make aliens want you?"
"Being wanted by aliens... is that strange?" Feng Jun smiled helplessly, "I’ve put them on the wanted list more times."
"You can also hunt aliens?" Within Beauty Lin, wild thoughts were growing furiously, spreading uncontrollably, "You really seem to have some clout locally."
"There’s no real power, just daring to risk one’s life," Feng Jun smiled helplessly again, remembering the difficulties of the past, his smile grew increasingly grim, "The fact that I’m still alive shows my luck wasn’t too bad."
That’s when Beauty Lin genuinely wanted to say, describe your risk-taking experiences for me.
But she also knew that once she said that, with Feng Jun’s temperament, there would be no further conversation.
So she could only beat around the bush, "So that world has poor security?"
Feng Jun was well aware that she was probing him, but he had too many pent-up emotions inside, and when it couldn’t be held in any longer, a burst was normal—even a pure cultivator wouldn’t suppress their urges indefinitely.
So he replied earnestly, "Not just poor, it’s truly undergoing war over there... very brutal war."
"During wartime, you know... there are many things happening in unseen corners that you can’t bear to watch."
"That side is at war?" Beauty Lin was shocked again, she truly hadn’t expected to unearth so many bombshells today—perhaps some might think Feng Jun was boasting, but only she knew he had no reason to boast about these to her.
Earnestly curious, she cautiously asked, "Are the opponents of such high-tech civilizations... the same race?"
(Update three, seeking base monthly votes at the beginning of the month.)
