"..."

Liu Peiqiang sat upright in his seat, quietly waiting for the others in the room to reply.

"Comrade Liu Peiqiang, the organization has taken over the 'Qiankun Bag' sample you brought back, as well as various plant vitality seeds. Now, please carefully repeat the transaction requirements of Ms. Xu Milu, the 'number one figure' of the Mountain and Sea Project. Is that clear and understandable?"

Hao Xiaoxi straightened the documents in her hand, her expression extremely serious:

"Are you sure Ms. Xu made a request to purchase weapons from the United Nations government? Regarding her request to purchase the Benlei F7 fighter jet, which is independently developed by our country and capable of striking aerial targets in all weather conditions, could you please give a complete account of the specific circumstances after you entered the store?"

"OK."

Liu Peiqiang's hands, resting on his knees, clenched slightly as he carefully considered his words.

"After I entered the target location, Shan Hai Restaurant, the target first inquired about my wife's condition with concern. Then, as usual, she invited me to dine in the restaurant. I observed that in addition to the target, there was another person in the restaurant, 'Number Two,' and another person who may have recently appeared, 'Number Three,' whom Ms. Xu Milu referred to as 'Mo Xuan' and 'Chen Xiang,' respectively."

While waiting, I had random conversations with two people involved. They could understand some of what I said, but based on their clothing, appearance, and behavior, it was likely that they were not from the same era as Ms. Xu.

Personnel number two is estimated to be between twenty-seven and thirty years old, tall, and with regular features. Personnel number three is estimated to be between sixteen and eighteen years old. However, considering the lower economic level in ancient times and the fact that the living standards of the working people were not as high as they are today, my estimation of the ages of these personnel may be somewhat inaccurate.

"Okay, this is very important information, and it matches the information we have. Our country's quantum physics experts have also speculated that the target may be experiencing different time and space."

Hao Xiaoxi exchanged glances with the people around her and nodded solemnly—Shanhai Restaurant was not allowed to record videos, so they could only rely on Liu Peiqiang himself to find out what was going on.

"Then……"

As Liu Peiqiang recalled the specific details, he traced them in the air with his index finger, showcasing his exceptional observation and memory skills to the fullest.

"Then Ms. Xu Milu suddenly asked a question..."

His expression turned strange, and he slowly repeated himself:

"She asked us if we produced toys, and then asked if she wanted a Thunder F7."

"Toy?"

"..."

"A toy?! You heard me right?"

The people in the conference room began to look at each other, and some of them had strange expressions on their faces.

Does anyone have a toy aircraft with a payload of over 70 tons, equipped with a precision anti-stealth radar, a top speed of 70,000 kilometers per hour, and capable of dense artillery fire to engage heavy weapons from all directions, with two PL-20 and four PL-60 air-to-air missiles on each flank?

In ancient times, this thing could have wiped out a small country with a weak military!

If this were the Middle Ages, you'd have to write the Bible yourself!

Should we take such "toys" home for our children to play with?

Is your child the Hulk?

"Then, what is Director Hao's opinion?"

The coalition government representative coughed and looked at the Chinese representative with some complicated feelings:

"Previously, it was just some jade and lunar soil resources, but the Thunderclap F7 fighter jet can now be classified as a heavy weapon..."

"Who said we were going to sell weapons to our alien friends?"

Hao Xiaoxi gave a "gentle" smile:

"There's a saying that goes, 'The guns are innocent; the one who pulls the trigger is guilty.' China has always upheld the responsibility of maintaining world peace—this was true in the past, it is true now, and it will be true in the future. Ms. Xu has always been a friendly person to China. Her proposal to purchase our retired Benlei F7 fighter jets for recreational purposes does not conflict with our peace-loving principles, does it?"

United Government members: "..."

Representatives from other parties: "..."

When did your China have a retired Benlei F7?

Hao Xiaoxi smiled without saying a word.

Silly child, we didn't have it before, but we can have it now.

...

...

"Gagagagagagaga!"

"Ang ang ang ang!"

Seven days later, in the fully automated botanical garden in Antarctica, countless black and white penguins, heads held high and chests puffed out, marched forward in rows, pushing tree tomatoes and juicy, upside-down apples:

"Caw caw caw!"

"Ang ang ang ang ang!"

"Ang ang!"

Bright red fruits tumbled on the ice before neatly landing in pre-prepared containers, their vibrant colors adding a lively touch to the vast expanse of white snow.

Every time the penguins finish loading and unloading a group of tree tomatoes, a dozen or so automated robots push away the containers according to a pre-programmed sequence. This process is repeated, and the entire plantation can operate perfectly without any extra human intervention.

"Chirp chirp chirp! Chirp chirp!"

A baby penguin, its first feathers barely grown, waddled closer to the only living person in the base, nudged her knee with its head, and made a coquettish sound:

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

Xu Milu crouched down, ruffled the little penguin's messy feathers, and then looked at the enormous machine in front of her with some amazement:

This is a rather beautiful "silver bird". The fuselage is a bright silver color with an extremely smooth and delicate finish. It has twin vertical tails on the sides and conspicuous gray air intakes on both sides. The entire fighter jet is 46 meters long, 32 meters wide, and 34 meters high. The fuselage lines are incredibly smooth, and the details are also very well done. No rivets or other parts can be seen.

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