166 Before the age of twenty-five

"Space Remote Sensor..."

Although Zhong Yun's voice was light, it was no different from a shocking bolt for the two of them. Yang Bingchang's cunning was still moved by it. He stared at Zhong Yun tightly, "Can you make a space remote sensor?"

With the expansion of Davao's power, the territory has become larger and larger, and the shortcomings of lagging communication technology are becoming increasingly prominent, which has seriously dragged Davao down.

It takes five years to reach the other end of the ordinary communication method, and it is impossible to meet the communication needs at all.

There is a very mature technology in the universe, that is, the space remote sensor, which ignores the spatial distance and can communicate instantly, making it a standard equipment for intermediate civilized countries.

Unfortunately, Davao does not have the manufacturing method of space remote sensors. In various countries, the manufacturing technology of space remote sensors is listed as state secrets and leaks are prohibited.

Therefore, although Davao has an excellent diplomat like Yu Daoqing, he still failed to get this technology.

It can be said that the manufacturing technology of space remote sensors is the technology that Davao urgently needs. A president once said that whoever invented this technology could be awarded the title of A-level contribution.

In addition to the 1,000 space remote sensors sponsored by the Ge'an Empire at the beginning, only a few can be bought on Free Star every year.

So far, the entire Davao has less than 3,000 space remote sensors, and even the military regions, warships, government agencies of various residential stars, and resource stars cannot be fully equipped.

If the space remote sensor can be manufactured by itself, Davao's strength can make a qualitative leap.

As the head of the Yang family, the decision-maker behind the military, and the elite of the Davao ruling, Yang Bingchang naturally knew how important the space remote sensor was to the country.

So when I heard Zhong Yun say this name, I felt so excited, and I didn’t even care about the most important demeanor.

Yang Yunrong also stared at Zhong Yun closely. Although he was the leader of the mecha department, he was also a core member of the company. He knew very well what was going on in the scientific research department and his research on space remote sensors had not stopped.

So far, the scientific research department, which represents the highest scientific and technological research level in Davao, has demolished more than 300 space remote sensors, but its working principle has not been studied so far.

This has exceeded Davao's technological level and is different from the "Zhong's stabilizer" and "cloud alloy". Although the latter two are both epoch-making inventions, they are built on Davao's scientific system after all. Even if Zhong Yun did not invent it, others will invent it in a few years.

So although he was surprised by Zhong Yun's luck at that time, Yang Yunrong was not very surprised by this incident. Such precedents were not without in the history of invention. So he can only say that he was lucky.

The production of "Zhong's stabilizer" and "cloud alloy" is not very complicated. A student majoring in electronic machinery and metal synthesis in school can make it after understanding the principles.

The invention of space remote sensors is a completely different concept, which is as whimsical as creating an atomic bomb in the Newtonian system.

When Zhong Yun saw the expressions of the two, he knew that he had won. This was a condition that they could not refuse. "Zhong's Group already has complete technology. If you have the intention to buy, you can talk to them."

Yang Bingchang's eyes flashed a few times, and his face gradually returned to normal. He already understood Zhong Yun's conditions. First, not to go to the front line, second, the development of the Zhong Group.

This young man does have the capital to be arrogant.

In a silent atmosphere, they finally arrived at their destination and the plane began to land.

This is a small wood on the top of the mountain. The plane stopped in a clearing in the middle of the woodland. As soon as Zhong Yun walked out of the plane, he felt a chill that was so intense that the air was much thinner.

This is a tall coniferous forest, with white trees covered with snow. There is also a layer of ice on the ground, and you will slip if you are not careful.

Looking around, there was no sign of anyone living there, and he grabbed Yang Yunrong, "The old marshal lives here?"

"Yeah." Yang Yunrong responded absent-mindedly as if he had something to do.

Yang Bingchang was already familiar with the road, so he walked forward. Zhong Yun hurriedly followed him, and then felt something was wrong. When he looked back, he found that except Yang Yunrong, no one else followed him, but surrounded the plane.

Yang Bingchang's voice came from the front, "My father doesn't like outsiders to disturb him."

Zhong Yun felt even more curious. This old marshal is really unique and has a modern, convenient and comfortable house. He ran to the top of this mountain where birds do not shit, and he didn't like to meet outsiders. Could it be that the legendary hero of saving the country is actually a super house?

While thinking about it, Zhong Yun found that the road was getting smaller and smaller, so he simply entered the primeval forest. Not to mention the road, there was no easy place to walk.

The father and son would not have the idea of ​​killing people by making money. Zhong Yunxin had such an idea.

After walking forward for a while, I finally saw a rather simple house.

Yang Bingchang and his son stopped and said to Zhong Yun, "You go in by yourself. My father is already waiting for you inside."

Zhong Yun looked at the wooden house, then looked at Yang Bingchang, and finally confirmed that he was not joking. The old marshal who, in the legend, turned the tide and saved the country from danger, lived in this simple wooden house.

I'm afraid that it's hard to find such a wooden house except for the prop venues and museums for making movies.

Zhong Yun slowly walked to the door. Looking back, Yang Bingchang and his son were still standing in their original position. He reached out and pushed the door open. The door was covered in vain.

"Is anyone here?" Zhong Yun did not step in, but shouted. The wooden house was very dark, and he only saw that there was nothing inside.

"Come in." An old voice with a strange tone came into his ears.

Zhong Yun swallowed his saliva and walked in carefully. For some reason, he always felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, as if he was shooting a horror movie, which made him nervous.

Walking inside, the old voice sounded again, "Open the door on the left."

Zhong Yun looked left and saw a black door there. He walked over and pushed it open. It was darker inside than here. He saw a blurry figure sitting there.

"You are, Old Marshal Yang?" Zhong Yun asked carefully with half his foot outside the house.

"You are the guy who makes my granddaughter worry about food and food." The person inside said in a breath, which made Zhong Yun's eardrum feel a little uncomfortable.

"Come in if you want to come in, don't have mother-in-law's." The person inside said again.

He seemed to have no malice, and Zhong Yun finally walked in. After adapting to the dim light, Zhong Yun finally saw the legendary figure.

His hair was already gray, his face was mixed, and he looked a little sloppy. What impressed him most was his eyes, which were strange eyes that emitted bright white light.

Zhong Yun had never seen a person with white pupils and looked very strange.

"The boy is very good." When Zhong Yun looked at the old man, the old man was also looking at him. "When I was as young as you, I didn't even have one-third of your strength."

The old man did not hide his appreciation for Zhong Yun, "However, this does not mean that your strength can reach my level in the future. You will understand in the future that talent does not represent everything."

Zhong Yun resisted the urge to roll his eyes. I had known this for a long time. Speaking of talent, I am just an ordinary person without talent. If it weren't for Xiao Ling, it would be impossible for him to cultivate the Yuan Dynasty. I am still an ordinary person without any supernatural powers.

Of course, he could not tell the old man in front of him these things.

"Qi'er has a good vision. With your conditions, she is worthy of her." Yang Tianlie was obviously quite satisfied with this prospective grandson-in-law.

This is the first time Zhong Yun has heard that he deserves Liu Yunqi. He is so overjoyed and thinks that the old man has vision.

"But if you want to marry her, you have to pass this level of my rank."

"Cough" Zhong Yunqing coughed and said helplessly, "It's too early to say this. We are only seventeen years old this year."

"Seventeen years old is the age of full of energy." Yang Tianlie seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and he talked a lot to Zhong Yun, "However, before you are twenty-five years old, you must not touch Qi'er."

Zhong Yun was so thunderous that his words were so harsh that an old man said to him, "Don't touch my granddaughter." This feeling was really weird.

"This..." He really didn't know what to say.

"Don't think I'm joking." Yang Tianlie is indeed not that boring. "Qi'er is very special... In short, remember that you must not touch her before she is twenty-five years old. Otherwise, the consequences will be serious."

Zhong Yun looked at the legendary old man, and his expression told him that this was really not a joke. Then he remembered Yun Qi's refusal to refuse his intimacy twice. It turned out that he had difficulties.

However, if he really wanted to endure until he was twenty-five years old, he really didn't have the confidence.

"Don't worry, you are not asking you to stop your desires." Yang Tianlie saw through Zhong Yun's thoughts at first glance, "A man, I understand, you can raise a woman outside. But one day, don't take her to your house."

Zhong Yun was already numb. After a while, he said in a stern voice, "Old Marshal, are you asking me for this?"

"After chatting about family affairs, start talking about national affairs now." Yang Tianlie's white hair trembled slightly, "Hong Xian Federation and us have a grudge. Because of the geographical location, unless one is strong and the other is weak, there will always be a battle."

Zhong Yun listened quietly, and he also wanted to hear how the legendary old man analyzed the war.

"In terms of strength, the Hongxian Federation has an overwhelming advantage and will continue to be delayed until now, entirely because of the public opinion. The Hongxian Federation has a very high degree of democracy and without the support of the people, his president will not be able to do many things. This time, the Silver Star Mine incident has incited people's hatred and passed the war laws smoothly."

After saying this, Yang Tianlie suddenly asked Zhong Yun, "Who do you think will win the final victory in this war?"
Chapter completed!