After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Ming Hong's words are very interesting: "What about the higher level?"

Zhao Yuanle: "It's taller, don't even think about it."

Ming Hong said, "Why?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Because it takes so much time to come up with some things, even if you put all the books in front of your eyes now, if you find the smartest people at this time, to make a better level, it will not be easy. It can be successful in two years."

Ming Hongyan's eyes were full of curiosity.

"But if there is, the speed will definitely be faster, won't it."

Zhao Yuanle shrugged.

"I can only give a general direction, I don't know the specific details."

Ming Hongyan suddenly raised the corners of his lips and waved his hand.

Painful, and then understood.

He stepped forward again, already holding a pen and paper in his hand, and a pile of books...

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help reaching out to cover his bag, and glanced at the place where he could run.

A bad premonition rose in her heart, and she was already prepared to run away.

Ming Hongyan saw Zhao Yuanle's intentions, and his smile was particularly disturbing, and there was a hint of flattery in his voice: "Don't be nervous, come on, write a few directions."

Zhao Yuanle: "...You are not afraid that I may remember wrongly."

Ming Hong said: "Wrong things will be discovered during the real research process, and it will not take much effort during this period.

But if it is correct, the manpower and material resources saved are not a little bit. "

Zhao Yuanle: "...can I say no?"

Ming Hong laughed but said nothing.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Under the bright electric light, bare belly guarded outside, Ming Yan sat at the table, rolled up his sleeves for easy copying, Zhao Yuanle sat beside him, flipping through various hand-bound books.

There are many questions above about the knowledge one needs.

Zhao Yuanle read them one by one, and when he found something he knew, he dictated it, and Ming Hongyan took a pen and paper and hummed to the side to write.

After reading all the questions, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help complaining: "Why is it either explosives or guns? How do I know these things? Even if I know it, it's limited."

While copying, Ming Hongyan said in a steady voice, "Just say as much as you know."

Zhao Yuanle: "I've already said everything I know."

Ming Hongyan looked at the two pages, and changed another one for Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle read this book, it was actually related to chemical industry.

She closed the book directly.

"Sorry, I don't know much about chemical engineering."

She has even forgotten the periodic table of elements now.

Ming Hong said: "You can choose a book that you know more about."

Zhao Yuanle let out a long sigh.

"I advise you to give up on this idea. What I have learned are all basic and more in-depth things. I still have to learn, so I died, and then I came here."

Ming Hongyan pondered for a moment and then sighed.

"Is that so..."

Zhao Yuanle was helpless: "I thought you didn't ask me anything all this time, but you thought of this."

Ming Hongyan laughed lightly.

"Although I believed that you were not lying, I was not sure if it was true, because some people will say things that they think are true, but are actually illusory."

He paused, and said: "Before, I saw that you spoke clearly and well, and you really knew how to speak kindly, so today I took this opportunity and wanted to ask."

Zhao Yuanle shrugged.

"I disappointed you, but I did..."

Halfway through saying this, Zhao Yuanle's mind flashed.

Ming Hongyan raised his eyes and slowly looked at Zhao Yuanle.

A smile slowly appeared on Zhao Yuanle's originally helpless face.

"I seem to remember something."

There was interest in Ming Hongyan's eyes: "Huh?"

Zhao Yuanle stretched out his hand, and Ming Hongyan handed her the pen, but she shook her head: "Give me a pencil."

Ming Hong sharpened a pencil in two words and handed it to her.

Zhao Yuanle took a pencil to paint, and still felt emotional: "You are really stupid when sharpening a pencil."

Ming Hong paused, and the corners of his smiling eyes froze for a moment.

Zhao Yuanle immersed himself in painting.

Ming Hongyan sat on the sidelines and watched quietly, watching the... he couldn't tell what it was that gradually emerged from Zhao Yuanle's pen.

After drawing, Zhao Yuanle put the paper in front of Ming Hongyan.

Ming Hong hesitated: "This..."

Is this a matchbox?

Zhao Yuanle began to introduce.

"My drawing skills are not very good. You can make do with it. This thing is called a tank."

Ming Hong said: "Tanks? Tanks... Are tanks... specially used to conquer strongholds and bunkers?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "You're really smart, you can say that.

You see, here are the wheels, with a layer of tracks on it, and the whole is a box with a very low center of gravity, entering from above.

However, the entrance and the whole are made of special steel, so it is not afraid of bombs or machine guns.

Here, it is the gun barrel, and the shells are added from the inside, and it is pointed where to hit.

Oh, and don't worry about the field of view, because you can get a [-]-degree telescope out from above. "

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's description, Ming Hongyan's eyes gradually changed. After she finished speaking, he was looking at the painting and immediately understood the meaning of it.

Seeing that Ming Hongyan was very interested, Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said: "But this also has many shortcomings. It is inconvenient to move, afraid of things like trenches, and also afraid of Molotov cocktails... Well, Molotov cocktails are things that carry flammable materials. As long as you stand on the Tanks, tanks are easy to burn.

In fact, you can find a way to restrain this, but it should be difficult and the cost will be much higher.

So, the tank is only useful when it first came out, and it is very useful against ordinary soldiers in the plains.

But if there are more people coming out, the opponent must know how to be prepared, so the effect will not be so great. "

Ming Hongyan nodded.

This is easy to think of.

Zhao Yuanle: "The tank's tracks and moving structure are very good and easy to figure out. At worst, let Wu Lin make a model, he is very good at making these.

I remember you seem to have some special iron, right?

If those things come to make the surface, they should be able to avoid the danger of being burned. "

Ming Hongyan nodded, his eyes burning: "So, what kind of machine gun is it?
Is it heavy or light? "

Zhao Yuanle: "Well..."

So, after trying hard to remember for a while, she reluctantly answered some questions following Ming Hongyan's questions.

Ming Hong said: "How to make it suitable in terms of range and portability?"

Zhao Yuanle: "The ones that are mounted on a bipod to change bullets one by one, and the ones that are mounted on a tripod with chains one by one."

Ming Hong said: "If the gun barrel gets hot..."

Zhao Yuanle: "There are water-cooled ones, some air-cooled ones, and some that just replace the barrel."

Ming Yan thought for a while and nodded: "The latter is more suitable."

Then, Zhao Yuanle talked about concepts such as submarine torpedoes, and just relied on what he knew to recount the general appearance.

Ming Hongyan's imagination is very good. According to her description, the painting is almost indistinguishable.

Until the end, Zhao Yuanle talked about something famous during World War II.

"Airplanes need to be acquired, especially fighter jets.

At that time, their planes will be so powerful that you won't be able to hit them. They will fly over and hit you, and then fly back. You can't do anything with them. "

Ming Hongyan nodded.

Zhao Yuanle: "By the way, there is also the radar thing, probably..."

After Ming Hongyan finished listening, he was very emotional: "So that's how it is."

Listening to the position can also be used in this way.

Zhao Yuanle: "There are also rocket launchers. In fact, it is necessary to do a good job in terms of mechanics and ammunition, so that when you are here, the shells you shoot can directly fly to the enemy's territory."

Ming Hongyan frowned: "It doesn't seem to be useful, unless the shell can hit Dongyang."

Zhao Yuanle thought for a while and coughed.

"We can't use this."

She forgot that this thing is useful in Europe, but useless here, because this is basically her own territory.

The nearest enemy from here is the little devil, and the distance is a bit too far.

Zhao Yuanle thought about it, and said: "In fact, the rest are of no practical use, I just talked about it casually."

But Ming Hongyan became interested.

"You can say more."

Zhao Yuanle directly talked about the atomic bomb.

First explain the so-called theory of atomic molecules, then briefly talk about the principle of fusion and fission, and finally talk about the power of the atomic bomb.

Zhao Yuanle: "When that thing explodes, the smoke mushrooms that rise up, and the pilot who throws this will die if he doesn't pay attention.

A city can be wiped out with just one.

No matter how many people you have, what kind of ditches and fortresses, all are leveled, and the people in the center evaporate directly, and the land there may not even grow a blade of grass for many years. "

Listening to Zhao Yuanle's description, Ming Hongyan's expression was very serious.

"Really?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Actually, the scariest thing is not how many people were killed by the bombing, but the people after the bombing will get sick, and basically all of them will be useless. The children born later on this land may also be demented or deformed."

Ming Hong said: "Even the land is destroyed, it is indeed a weapon for destroying the world."

Zhao Yuanle spread his hands: "So, once this thing came out, not to mention the end of the war, it also maintained the peace that lasted for a hundred years in disguise, because people are afraid of the consequences of the war."

Listening to these words, Ming Hongyan was silent for a while, thoughtful.

Zhao Yuanle: "If possible, I hope we can figure it out first."

She doesn't want her country to be intimidated by others in this world.

Ming Hongyan looked solemn and nodded at Zhao Yuanle.

"Will do."

This kind of thing has to be produced by oneself. If it is blown up by others, it will be unlucky for many years.

Zhao Yuanle: "By the way, this thing pays special attention to the water used, and heavy water is used, which means water heavier than normal water.

Don't ask me the specifics, I don't really understand the specifics. "

She vaguely read it somewhere. At that time, there was a problem with heavy water in a certain country, so she asked the country on the other side of the ocean to get it out first.

Ming Hongyan memorized all these things.

Zhao Yuanle took a look at his handwriting, compared it with Chen Moying's handwriting in his heart, and felt how kind Chen Moying's handwriting was.

Then, under Ming Hongyan's curious questioning, Zhao Yuanle told him many things.

Until Zhao Yuanle's throat was dry, Ming Hong didn't see that he wanted to stop.

Zhao Yuanle: "You really don't want to sleep?"

Ming Hong said: "Not sleepy."

The more I listen, the more energetic I become.

Hearing people talk about the future, it is very similar to the truth, how can he sleep.

Zhao Yuanle: "I'm tired."

Ming Hongyan heard that Zhao Yuanle's voice had indeed become hoarse, and finally gave up.

He took Zhao Yuanle out, Chibu closed the door here, and hurriedly followed behind.

Zhao Yuanle originally thought that Ming Yan should be more conscientious and prepare a good guest room for her to sleep comfortably.

Who knew, he actually brought her to the study and asked her to lie on the chair to make do with it.

Zhao Yuanle held his own burden and looked at Ming Hongyan suspiciously.

Ming Hong said: "It will be dawn soon, and I will call you when the time comes, so let's make do with it here. It is not only troublesome to ask someone to clean up and prepare, but it is also easy to leak information."

Zhao Yuanle gritted his teeth: "Thank you, you are really thoughtful."

Ming Hong said: "You can read the books you can see on the bookshelf at will, and don't touch the rest."

Zhao Yuanle strode over, just about to nod, when he suddenly thought of something, he pretended to be natural and said, "There is not even a single candle, what do I think?"

In the darkness, Ming Hongyan chuckled softly.

"makes sense."

Too bad it's still a bit slow.

Originally, he was just guessing, but now he is certain.

When he came out of the laboratory, he didn't light up the lantern with his bare belly.

This is his home. He and Chifu are familiar with each other when they walk everyday, and the moonlight is enough.

However, Zhao Yuanle didn't stumble at all during the whole journey, and even naturally stepped aside the branches on the side of the road, and deliberately kicked away the stones blocking the way.

Thinking of the bright moonlight today, he did not rule out that Zhao Yuanle had really good eyesight.

Asking this sentence is actually not too abrupt.

Because he was going to sort out what he heard last night in the study.

But Zhao Yuanle seemed to be smart, thinking that he had thought of the loophole in this statement, but he didn't expect that he had already confessed after he paused for a moment.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Her scalp was numb for a while, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on her back.

Ming Hongyan opened the door for her smoothly, with a rare soft voice.

"Come in."

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

She lay down on the chair in silence, not wanting to touch anything at all.

Ming Hongyan looked at her like that, the corners of his eyes slightly raised into the night, and then disappeared with the gradually rising candlelight.

He stood guard outside the door with his bare belly, writing what he heard tonight by candlelight.

Zhao Yuanle was lying on the chair on the other side of the screen, and Wang Roof sighed.

She is really convinced by this man...

If he didn't pay attention, he would dig a hole for her with a single sentence.

She couldn't react at all.

Ming Hongyan heard Zhao Yuanle's sigh, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Well, people who are careless but have secrets are indeed better.

Compared with those old foxes, it is much easier to deal with.

Let him guess, so, she also has a secret that she has excellent night vision ability, even at night, she can see things like daytime?
If you can only see more clearly at night, how clear is that?How is it better than ordinary people?Can you read the words on the book clearly?

If there is no light at all, if there is no external light source to rely on, is it still the same?

But Ming Hongyan didn't open his mouth to ask, he already had a general idea in his mind.

The moon sleeps, the sun rises.

Ming Hongyan, who had been busy all night, packed up his things and called Zhao Yuanle through the screen.