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Chapter 8 Patience? No!

"Your Highness, a little impatience will cause trouble. The most important thing now is to use your creative power to create a large refuge in the subspace. Before this, we must endure. We have found a way out and we must endure!"

"Those consortiums have control over military power and even nuclear weapons, and they can only take away half a million people."

"If they knew about this, they would definitely go crazy."

"Hold until those people defect, and then we will accept everything!"

Because the prince's performance was mediocre in his past performance, Zhou Chengfeng had to give instructors, for fear that he would expose the news in order to show off.

This back-up should never be exposed rashly!

"Your Highness, your prestige is not enough now, and many people are not convinced... But if you appear as a savior, the situation will reverse in an instant. Your reputation will reach its peak at the fastest speed."

"You have to be patient!"

"No, Director Zhou, you were wrong!" Zhang Ran shook his head and sighed: "If I endure it, the forces in the other shelter will secretly doubt it. The original 50,000 quota of survival in the royal family was reduced to 5,000, but they accepted it calmly. Do you think it is reasonable?"

Zhou Chengfeng frowned, "It's really not reasonable."

"Precisely because it is unreasonable, we have to take the initiative, and this is the most real reaction!"

"Guo Weiqiang, Lu Chenming, you guys have already arranged the army and are ready to attack at any time!"

"Is the royal meat so easy to swallow? I spit it out for me. Of course, it's not really a war, but we must not be weak in terms of momentum. We still have to make the benefits we should make."

"Because the more advanced technology products, I have consumed a lot. I can't create too many cutting-edge products."

Lu Chenming took a deep breath and understood His Highness’s thoughts.

Yes, the best offense is the best defense!

Simple patience is really unnatural.

He saluted, eager to try, saluted, and shouted: "Make sure the task is completed!"

Before he knew it, his attitude had changed.

Zero floated quietly in the corner of the wall, holding a bottle of Coke in her hand, which is chemically composed of water, carbon dioxide, sucrose, phosphoric acid, sodium benzoate, acemeth and caffeine.

Coke is a good thing Zhang Ran created out of thin air.

All materials are artificially synthesized and are not expensive.

I took a small sip and it was so delicious.

My eyes were narrowed happily, and my ponytails were swaying.

She was thinking, can His Royal Highness the Prince create more delicious food out of thin air? It should, maybe... it is OK?

Can you get a little cream bread, chocolate, cookies, meat muffins, cheesecakes...

All my saliva was flowing out of my mind!

But I was embarrassed to make this request.

So he faced the wall and swallowed his saliva constantly.

Zhang Ran said: "Time doesn't wait for anyone, you can set out immediately. You can find a way to recruit the army of those defectors."

"Guo Weiqiang, you lead a team of people, the most loyal army, blocked the Academy of Sciences."

"Now we are going to the Academy of Sciences and find experts to design large shelters."

"yes!"

These soldiers saluted and left in a hurry.

When I came, my pace was heavy, as if I had lost all hope.

When I left, my steps were light and I was about to jump up from the ground.

Lu Chenming even hummed a tune: "Old Guo, you are such a lucky general... You can make the right choice every time you take the team. No wonder you are promoted so quickly."

"I didn't know where, where, I didn't know in advance." Guo Weiqiang showed a "simple" smile on his face.

...

"Let's go, let's go to the Academy of Sciences and look for reliable experts."

"It is impossible to design a large refuge with just a few of us."

As the destination approaches, a noun slowly emerges from my mind: Lin Qiuyue.

Another psychic possessed by the royal family.

Zhang Ran's former owner is mediocre and incompetent, playful and lustful, and has not inherited his father's wisdom. The only thing he inherited is his appearance.

He is 18 years old, 1.8 meters tall, with a good appearance, and his skin is pretty good.

Unfortunately, the 100-point test paper can only be scored 30 points.

Lin Qiuyue is his personal tutor, and his ability is "self-reinforcement and juxtaposition thinking". He completed his doctorate at the age of 17 and became a new star of the Academy of Sciences at the age of 18.

So His Highness childishly thought that chasing this girl would prove his personal ability to his father?

That's a psychic, and it's the most suitable thing to use as a wife.

But the final result was that the prince had a serious psychological shadow in his young mind... His math failed again and his homework doubled.

"What are these..."

Looking back on these past events, Zhang Ran's eyebrows hopped a few times, and he felt speechless: "You are so bad. It's time. You're still thinking about picking up girls all day long. You can't blame the other subordinates for defecting..."

"Oh, a headache."

Life in this era is in a difficult situation, but we have not completely given up on scientific development.

The synthesis technology of artificial starch has been developed in the past decade.

This epoch-making technology has saved many lives of civilians.

As long as there is energy, carbon dioxide and water can be used to synthesize food.

There is also a nuclear fission engine. Every time this violent nuclear engine is used, it will leave a lot of nuclear pollution, which is impossible to study before the doomsday.

But in this era, it doesn’t matter at all. After all, the entire earth’s ecology has been destroyed, and there is no survival soil for environmentalists and the Animal Protection Association.

But then again, the status of scientists is not as high as before, and is about the same level as that of senior technical workers.

"...The second generation of particle bed nuclear engines has matured industrial conditions. In theory, the specific impulse energy of this engine exceeds 1,000 seconds, which is 3-5 times that of traditional chemical rockets."

When entering this room, Zhang Ran's eyes were attracted by the various equations on the screen and various strange mechanical structures.

The subspace he controls is proportional to the level of development of civilization. He can copy exactly the same as the industrial product that humans already have.

In this case, Zhang Ran certainly wants to know how far cutting-edge technology has developed.

Among these experts, the older ones are gray in their hair, and may be fifty years old, and the younger ones are even less than twenty years old. A true genius can achieve outstanding achievements at the age of twenty.

Zhang Ran saw a girl who was mixed in. Her appearance was undoubtedly outstanding. She was about 1.6 meters tall, with short hair and a school uniform.
Chapter completed!
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