"If there is enough funding, give me some more time to study, I can..."

Yan Chang gritted his teeth and spoke in a deep voice.

According to his analysis, the picture on the projection can indeed be done with technology in theory, but it definitely requires black technology. In this conference room, let alone those officials, even the rest of the Academy of Sciences who came with him only knew the superficiality of the countless projects he has studied. Not to mention the others, the vacuum shock alone is not something that technology can do today.

However, Yan Chang knew that this was his biggest and best opportunity. If he missed it, it would be difficult to have such an opportunity again.

"I suggest that I keep in touch with Cao Zixia. In addition, the Academy of Sciences tries to verify whether the image on the projection is of technological power... If you confirm that it is feasible, please raise your hand..."

At the top of the head, the head assistant was silent for a while after Yan Chang's words, then slowly spoke.

If it is to people, these Ming bureaucrats can get along in thousands of ways in a blink of an eye, but none of these Ming bureaucrats dare to do anything indiscriminately to ghosts and gods.

As the Prime Minister finished his words, more than a hundred people below raised more than a hundred hands.

At this moment, Linjiang City, on the second floor of the bookstore, Cao Zixia had no idea that Kyoto was holding a rare meeting in the Ming Dynasty because of him.

Lying on the familiar and unfamiliar bed, Cao Zixia's mind had already reached the far north of the north, or the far north.

The north of the border has always been a place of bitter and cold.

Nothing else can be developed here except for a little animal husbandry, and pure animal husbandry obviously cannot meet the needs of human life. Therefore, the war between the northern border and the Central Plains has never stopped since ancient times.

This situation continued until Emperor Chongzhen swept the world and the northern part of the Seizure began to be included in the Ming system. The men in the northern part of the Seizure were included in the Ming cavalry to colonize the whole world. The wool, mutton, etc. in the northern part of the Seizure became the fist industry and the economic pillar of the northern part of the Seizure.

Good you, Maha City, is located deep in the grassland, and it is said that there is a tomb of the Khan of the Tang Dynasty nearby.

It is one of the earliest cities built by Emperor Chongzhen when he was storing the grassland. In more than 300 years, it has developed into a prosperous city. Except for being too remote, it has a small scale and a small population, the rest are just like the cities in the Central Plains.

This is also one of the holy places of the grassland, because this is a few of the hundreds of cities in the grassland where shamans still exist.

The night was already deep, and the white wind blew past the window, and a trace of frosty white color could be seen on the glass.

Good, you are in the center of Maha City, with a slightly classical building. The old shaman Burigude frowned at the white on the glass, and began to think in his heart that he should remind the people in the city to settle cattle, sheep and other livestock.

The white is a sign of the future of the blizzard. In the past, this is called the white hair. The sign of the white disaster will follow the white hair and the grassland will become a forbidden area for life. It is also a sign of war. At this time, the patriarchs of major tribes will summon warriors to prepare to go south to herd their horses.

The people on the entire grassland must follow the clan leader to go south regardless of whether they want it or not.

Similarly, at this time, the shaman must follow him to the south.

In this kind of war, the death rate of the tribe's patriarch is extremely low, while the death rate of ordinary people is extremely high. As for shamans, most of them are gone but never returned.

A qualified shaman must have had decades of experience serving the gods, but how could a decades-old man withstand a long march, let alone a war?

Burigude's thoughts turned aside for a moment. He thought of the miserable life of his ancestors hundreds of years ago. It was not until a knock on the door that Burigude suddenly woke up and stood up with a bitter smile and walked towards the door.

His name means eagle in Mongolian. When he was young, he was indeed a man like an eagle. Unexpectedly, he became fragile when he was old.

It's just a little white hair, not to mention that there is support from the Ming government behind it, so that you can easily deal with any white disaster in Maha City.

With a bitter smile, Burigude opened the door, and outside, a familiar face appeared. Burigude's brow wrinkled slightly again. The person who came to him was called Schellergan, who was the most incompetent young man in the city.

Chia Reagan means kindness in Mongolian. The child's parents obviously hope that he can be kind, but in the end, this child is the most rogue person in the city. He doesn't want to work all day long, but just wants to rely on his rogue character to get it for nothing.

When Bai Hai was about to come to Bai Shen, such a guy came to him, most of the time he wanted to borrow money. Burigu shook his head and was about to teach this guy Pi Lai a lesson. Suddenly, the guy outside the door said something that made Burigu feel creepy.

"Burigude, in the future, the Khan intends to raise troops to go south and order you to prepare for the sacrificial war dance, and then follow them to be the shaman who will go to the army..."

The purest ancient and Mongolian language system, if Burigude was not a shaman's position, I might not understand it. In the room, Burigude looked at the guy at the door in shock. A faint white snowflake stained the guy's whole body, including his hair, cheeks, lips...

The frost white fell on the thick hair, but it did not melt at all. Not only did the face not melt, but even the mouth and nostrils did not melt.

However, if a person is still breathing, he will inevitably exhale hot air. If he wants to keep these slight frost whites from melting, then unless the person has no breathing at all.

There are problems with Reagan in this teardown, and there are huge problems. Before the disaster, the dead souls will return, the clouds of war swept across the grassland, the days of singing and dancing will never return, and countless families will be broken.

Ancient rumors emerged in my heart, Burigu's cheeks twitched, and incomparable fear began to gather in my eyes.

At the same time, Linjiang City, on the second floor of the bookstore, the sound of the Yuanming Engine in Cao Zixia's mind sounded.

"The smoke and dust of thousands of years boils again. The evil devil crawls out of hell. Please prepare for evolution... This evolution takes... the host has thirty days......"

Accompanied by the Yuanming Engine, the prompt sound of the Wanjie System also rang out.

"I found that the host had abnormal fluctuations, and found that the unknown system had abnormal fluctuations. The replica of the Wanjie is restarted and the new replica exploration function is enabled. The host can obtain the permission to open the new replica within thirty days..."

The prompts from the two systems rang alternately, and Cao Zixia smiled helplessly.

Dual system, double gold fingers sound beautiful, but everything in this world must have gains and losses. Since he has achieved the ultimate improvement and has gained countless conveniences in reality, he needs to bear the pressure of enjoying these two gold fingers.
Chapter completed!