Chapter 123: The Black Technology Flow Is Also Here

In the United States, Nevada, there is a very large military base in the desert.

Generally speaking, it will be called Area 51, which is the legendary place where Americans study aliens. It is also one of the main research bases of the US Mars program. The previous laser test was carried out at this base.

Of course, regardless of whether there are aliens, a person who claims to be a future man came to Area 51 today.

When the patrolling soldiers brought this thirsty, hungry, dying guy with a coyote bite on his ass back to the outskirts of the base, Ben didn't take him seriously, he thought it was an ordinary passerby in distress in the desert .

Who would have thought that this guy kept yelling about "Nanming", which touched the nerves of the US military.

Today's Americans, if they can only speak two Chinese, are definitely not "You Howling", but "Nan Ming".

And every word is correct, standard mandarin, it has been nurtured too many times.

If there is anything they have learned from their previous encounters, it is that if one thing can be related to Nan Ming, it must not be easy.

But the other party said that he is a "future man"? It's just too funny.

This joke quickly spread throughout the camp, and many rested people came to see the legendary future man.

But the deputy director of the base did not take this as a funny thing, especially after he specially invited a psychologist from the CIA to evaluate this "future man" and concluded: "I know this is very Ridiculous, but in my professional sense, he wasn't lying."

"That is to say... is he really from the future?"

"It may also be a lunatic who thinks he is from the future and has enough sense and ability to make up stories..." The expert smiled wryly, "This is really a bizarre story..."

This bizarre story is not under their control. After the experts go back, they will continue to report it, but before that, the base is responsible for this lunatic.

After hesitating for a moment, the deputy director decided to talk to this "lunatic" in person. As soon as he entered, he heard the "lunatic" say: "I know you guys are suspicious of me, as long as you can help me find Nanming, I will be fine." Help you win the space race."

"What?" The deputy director stared at the man with an oriental face, who looked about twenty years old? It is difficult to judge the age of Orientals.

"Aren't you pretending to be stupid?" The oriental man bandaged the wound on his buttocks, took a shower after eating and drinking, changed into a military uniform of desert camouflage, sat with his legs crossed, without touching the wound, and smiled. Very pretentious, "This is Area 51, right? You should be preparing for the space race at this time. Before I came, I studied history carefully. I have black technology here that you can't even think about." , Do you want it? If you want it, I can give it to you!"

"Huh?" The deputy director could only utter one word.

"Don't believe me? Come on, bring me a computer." The eastern man narrowed his eyes, tapped a finger on the table, and looked at the deputy director with a smile. Judging by his current demeanor, it was hard to believe that the patrolling soldier He was found with a coyote dangling from his ass.

The deputy director thought about it, and simply asked someone to bring an unopened computer. Anyway, there were signal shields all around, so even if this man wanted to do something, the signal could not be transmitted.

"This kind of old-fashioned computer, I really miss it..." The Oriental man squinted at the computer in front of him, "I only saw it in a museum, and it still works? Tsk tsk, it's really interesting..."

Saying this in his mouth, the eastern man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the keyboard.

He didn't touch the keyboard, but chaotic lights and shadows like water waves appeared on the computer screen, and the computer's hard drive made a creaking sound, as if it would soon be thrown out of the notebook by an inexplicable force .

Ten seconds later, the creaking sound stopped, the distorted and chaotic light and shadow stopped, and a design draft was displayed on the screen of the notebook.

The deputy director was tongue-tied, and suddenly pulled the notebook in front of him, looking at the design blueprint.

His surprise cannot be concealed.

Because this oriental man was strictly checked, he didn't have any electronic equipment on him.

And on this computer, it is even more impossible to save the design drawings.

How on earth did he input this blueprint into this computer?

Could this guy really be from the future?

The deputy director called several top experts in the base. After reading the design drawing, these experts almost knelt down.

"The design of this spacecraft is feasible, absolutely feasible! It can advance our country's aerospace technology for 20 years, no, 30 years!" Several experts are absolutely full of praise for this technology.

"Really? I will immediately report this news to the President..."

"But... there is a problem..." the expert said, "Our current technology... is not enough... Even if we have a design drawing, we can't make it..."

"Huh?" The deputy director was taken aback, "I'll ask again..."

Zhao Houzhi was still drinking coffee with his legs crossed in a calm manner. Seeing the deputy director come in, he smiled and said, "Have you confirmed the authenticity of the design drawings?"

"Of course." The deputy director unconsciously put on a flattering attitude, "But now there is a problem, this design is a bit too high-end, our... manufacturing technology can't reach..."

"How could it be?" Zhao Houzhi's eyes widened. "I specifically inquired about the history of technological development, and specially asked experts to help me design and simplify a set of design drawings, which can be completed with the most high-end manufacturing technology. You are here in the United States... I remember that the United States is the most powerful country on earth in this era!"

"It's true that this is the United States, and it's true that we are also the most powerful country on earth..." The deputy director smiled wryly, but our manufacturing capabilities are not the strongest. "Do you have a simpler design, or More detailed manufacturing technology?"

"I'm afraid there is no such thing..." Zhao Houzhi scratched his head helplessly.

After a while, the deputy director left the meeting room disappointed.

Several experts who had been waiting by the side hurriedly greeted them. After several aerospace technology experts asked clearly, their disappointment was palpable.

The medical expert next to him was very excited: "So he is useless, can I slice him?"

"No!" Several others shouted at the same time.

"Wait, if the manufacturing technology is not up to standard, in fact, there is another place in our territory whose manufacturing technology far surpasses that of our country..."

Several people glanced at each other and subconsciously looked towards the east from the window.

A few kilometers away from Area 51, there is a tall tower, and several huge Chinese and English characters are hung on the tower: "Mech God (USA) Research Center..."