Technological supremacy starts with acquiring alien spaceships

Zhou Zhihua was, of course, very surprised because he was a Ph.D. in chemistry and understood the difficulty involved!

"That's right, so you should know how big the future prospects are if my battery is launched!"

Zhou Zhihua suddenly frowned again. He was also considered an expert in this field and knew the difficulty of this technology, so he was very skeptical.

"President Zhou, if you are not comfortable signing an exclusive contract with me, you can sell me 3,000 cubic meters first."

Zhou Zhihua thought about it. He could only purchase up to 1,000 cubic meters in his personal capacity, but as the general manager, he could certainly find a way to circumvent this problem.

Thinking about the future development prospects of deuterium-ion batteries, Zhou Zhihua was willing to believe Chen Yu once.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, I can find a way for you to get an order for 3,000 cubic meters, but I have a condition!"

"What condition?"

"If you really develop a deuterium-ion battery, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you in the battery field in the future."

Chen Yu stared at Zhou Zhihua, as if trying to see through him.

What a great deal, this guy is very perceptive!

However, thinking that he would still need Zhou Zhihua's help in the future, he replied:

"Okay, President Zhou, after our battery is launched, you can cooperate with us based on your own strength. As long as your funds are sufficient, I can even give you a regional agency."

Chen Yu clearly knew that once his company's products were launched, they would cause a sensation in the world.

Even if Zhou Zhihua only represented a small area, it would allow him to make a lot of money.

"Okay, Mr. Chen, then it's settled!"

Afterward, Zhou Zhihua prepared a document for Chen Yu and ordered 1,000 cubic meters each under the names of two other people.

This gave Chen Yu a total of 3,000 cubic meters.

Finally, they signed a sales agreement for a total price of 16.5 million.

After paying the payment, Chen Yu only had 14 million left. Chen Yu exclaimed that this stuff was really damn expensive!

Chen Yu thought that 3,000 cubic meters of deuterium gas would be a lot, but after compression, two small trucks were able to load it all.

If Chen Yu hadn't had the intelligent brain convert the volume, he would have almost thought that Zhou Zhihua was cheating him!

Chen Yu asked the driver to take the two trucks of deuterium gas to the dilapidated factory in the suburbs.

Although it was dilapidated now, it could still be used as a warehouse.

Zhou Zhihua thoughtfully had several movers come along with the truck.

After moving the goods into the factory, Chen Yu gave each of the workers an extra 300 yuan tip.

After seeing off the driver and movers, Chen Yu and Little Clip looked at the row of deuterium gas cylinders, which looked like gas tanks.

"Master, it's not safe for us to put these deuterium gas cylinders in the factory."

"That's right, but there are no security guards in the factory now, so let's take them to the moon tonight."

"Okay."

So, Chen Yu notified the intelligent brain to send the landing ship to transport the deuterium gas.

In just 10 minutes, Chen Yu felt a gust of wind blowing up in the open space in front of the factory building.

The landing ship should have arrived. It was already night, and the nearest village was two or three kilometers away.

There was no need for the landing ship to continue to be invisible.

Looking at these deuterium gas cylinders, Chen Yu was in a dilemma because he definitely couldn't call movers to move them onto the landing ship.

But there were so many, was he going to move them himself?

Thinking of the crawling robots on the No. 1 spaceship, they should be able to handle it quickly if they came over.

Just as Chen Yu was about to contact the intelligent brain and ask him to send another landing ship with a few robots down.

Little Clip had already rolled up her sleeves and was carrying three large tanks in one hand, quickly rushing towards the landing ship's cargo hold.

Chen Yu stepped forward and weighed one. Each tank weighed at least fifty or sixty kilograms, and Little Clip was carrying six tanks at a time.

That was almost three hundred kilograms, and she was still walking as if on flat ground.

The main thing was that Little Clip's slender and graceful figure was carrying deuterium gas tanks that were larger than her body, making the scene look extremely comical.

It was like a 1.4-meter-tall loli carrying two 2-meter-tall giants, one in each hand, and running at high speed.

Chen Yu just stared at Little Clip busily going back and forth, and in less than ten minutes.

She actually moved all the deuterium gas cylinders onto the landing ship's cargo hold by herself.

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll treat you as a real human being in the future!"

"Yeah, yeah, thank you, Master."

Little Clip snuggled into Yu's arms and, tilting her head, actually gave Chen Yu a sneak attack when he wasn't paying attention.