Trisolarans: Trisolarans with the hard steel of the earth

This is his dinner.

Since the day he developed the high-energy battery, his daily diet has been pretty much the same.

As long as the basic protein, fat and vitamin supply can be guaranteed.

Although vacuum-packed food is unpalatable, it can guarantee safety.

"Lin Lang?"

Shen Yufei pushed the door open.

"Dr. Shen." Lin Lang didn't turn his gaze, and said, "It just so happens that you are here. Regarding the specific construction methods of nanomaterials, there are still some details that I need to discuss with you..."

This was also the purpose of calling Shen Yufei on this trip.

Shen Yufei is also engaged in nanotechnology, and may have more experience in this area than her own.

"Lin Lang, go out and eat something."

Shen Yufei shook her head and said, "It's useless to discuss these things now. You haven't considered King Jiamo's attitude yet. What if he doesn't agree to cooperate at all?"

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Lang drank clean bottled water, squashed it and threw it into the trash can, and said without changing his tone: "The space elevator will be built."

"But he..."

"Don't doubt it." Lin Lang said in an unquestionable tone: "The construction of the space elevator will proceed according to the plan, and no one can stop it."

Shen Yufei didn't know what to say, he looked like he was the king of Jiamo.

"Okay... my boss, then you should pay more attention to your body."

Shen Yufei took a step forward and looked at the packaging bag on the table with disgust: "You eat this all day? Are you really afraid of getting sick someday?"

"Nutritional intake is calculated and adequate."

"I……"

She felt like she was talking to a robot.

"Then... it doesn't hurt to try something else once in a while, right?"

Lin Lang didn't speak, his fingers were flying on the keyboard.

"That little secretary of yours seems to be interested in you."

Shen Yufei said casually: "I tried a lot of snacks for you, and finally picked out a few that suit your taste best and brought them back."

Lin Lang's fingers stopped, looked at Shen Yufei's half-smile expression, and said flatly: "In the future, there is no need to say such boring things."

"you……"

The corner of Shen Yufei's mouth twitched, who is this?

marriage?

love?

This kind of thing is more dangerous than poison to Lin Lang now.

He can always remember.

Who is Wallfacer Bill Seans' Wallbreaker.

Keiko Yamasugi, his first wife.

Chapter 25 We Really Just Want to Build an Elevator

In the afternoon of the next day, under the leadership of Kaba, several people in the team came to the meeting place that King Haig said.

It's actually a school.

"Humph……"

Since last night, Shen Yufei's complexion was very bad, as if someone owed her millions.

"Dr. Shen?"

The little secretary came over and asked cautiously, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...it's okay. I may be a little uncomfortable."

Shen Yufei reluctantly responded with a smile.

Last night, she saw that the delicacies brought back by those little secretaries were all thrown into the sewer by Lin Lang.

It stands to reason that this is none of her business, and she is not a person who likes to gossip.

But since Lin Lang promised her that she would make a quantum computer, her mentality seemed to have changed a lot.

It seems that the burden in my heart is suddenly shared by others.

So naturally, the seriousness and indifference of the past are less.

Seeing Lin Lang's behavior of biting Lu Dongbin like a dog, she couldn't help but feel a little unworthy for this little secretary.

"Why did King Haig meet us at school?"

Lin Lang asked.

Kabbah's attitude was more than twice as good as before, he laughed and said: "It is said that King Haig was in school yesterday."

"why?"

What kind of fetish is a king who stays in school all day?

"King Haig is also the principal of this school. The school has an important exam in the past two days, so he personally invigilates the exam here."

Proctored by his own king?

The students in this school are really "happy".

In ancient times, this was also the level of the imperial examination.

"Mr. Mike, have you put away all your weapons? It won't be fun if the guards find out that you still have weapons."

For some reason, Mike, the mercenary with a loud voice along the way, was exceptionally silent today.

When asked by Lin Lang, he gritted his black teeth and said, "Mr. Lin, we are professionals in this kind of thing, and there will be no mistakes."

"Ah That's good."

As soon as the group entered the school, they clearly felt the difference.

The previous Wangcheng street scene can’t be said to be very dilapidated, it can only be said to have a sense of decadence, everyone is listless, the streets are slightly dirty, and the walls are full of stains...

But in this school, the greenery is complete, the roads are clean, and the layout is beautiful.

If it weren't for the school's language being a foreign language that Lin Lang couldn't understand, it would really look like a municipal high school in China.

At this time, the campus was quiet, and the lights in the classrooms could still be seen. The students occasionally poked their heads out of the windows to look at this group of strangers curiously, but they were quickly stopped by the teacher.

Follow the guide all the way to an auditorium.

There were three or five guards standing at the door. After carefully checking whether there were weapons on the several people, they let them pass without hindrance.

Since it was a negotiation this time, Lin Lang only brought Shen Yufei, the little secretary, Uncle Zhang and Mike.

Entering the empty auditorium, there is a young man buried in a pile of test papers in the first row of seats.

"My king, people have brought..."

After Kabbah said this, he automatically retreated.

"Friends from afar."

The young man stood up, walked to Lin Lang, and stretched out his right hand: "On behalf of me and my country, I welcome you."

The king was about 30 years old, dressed in a decent suit, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and had a steady demeanor. He didn't look like a feudal monarch at all, but looked like a young scholar.

"It is my honor to come to your country, Your Majesty."

This image was so different from what he had imagined, Lin Lang was taken aback for a moment before shaking hands with him to pay tribute.

"Dr. Lin, I heard that the nanomaterial you developed is hundreds of times stronger than steel. After hearing this, I really admire it."

The king's tone didn't seem to be polite: "If my country can develop this kind of technology one day, I will smile in my dream."

"This...you know this too?"

"Haha, Dr. Lin, this is the age of the Internet."

"We are not wild men living in caves," the king joked.

From what this King Haig meant, it seemed that he had just found Lin Lang's information through the Internet.

However, the content of the Internet is not always correct.

Black Song King mistook Lin Lang for inventing the nano-material flying blade, but in fact he just improved the manufacturing process to make it energy-efficient.

Lin Lang is not a person who likes to be polite, so he wanted to directly mention the matter of building a space elevator.

But who knew that King Haig was more impatient than him, and asked directly:

"Dr. Lin, have you mentioned to my subjects that you have come from a long distance this time to cooperate with our country?"

"Yes."

"Which kind of cooperation do you want to carry out?" King Haig had a clear look in his eyes, and said calmly: "There are no rare mineral deposits in our country, let alone precious strategic resources..."

"The only thing we can offer is specialty fruit and strong wood."

"As for your attempts to cooperate in other areas...such as war..."

King Haig said bluntly: "Go back and tell your behind-the-scenes people that we are in Jiamo and have no intention of meddling in war."

Lin Lang knew immediately that the king had misunderstood.

"Your Majesty, you made a mistake." Lin Lang said neither humble nor overbearing:

"I'm here to represent myself and my Wildfire Institute."

"We have no intention of getting involved in any political, economic, or factional struggles in your country."

"All we want is your Majesty's permission to build a building on your land."