"If you were to die on the Lost Star, do you know what a huge loss that would be for the Human Alliance!"

Zhu Ziwen's eyes dimmed slightly, and he subconsciously avoided looking at Lü Yongchang.

But the next moment, he took a deep breath, and his previously evasive gaze suddenly became firm.

He looked directly into Lü Yongchang's somewhat angry gaze and said loudly, "Professor, you said that practice is the fundamental guarantee of scientific research."

“When I was developing the second-generation exoskeleton armor, I found that the feedback information was extremely inaccurate, which brought great difficulties to the research and development work.”

"In order to confirm the functionality of the second-generation exoskeleton armor, and more importantly, to prepare for the development of the third-generation exoskeleton armor, I must participate in this landing operation!"

"You can't get the information that's necessary for research and development by observing remotely from a starship!"

As he spoke, Zhu Ziwen's voice softened slightly.

"This is also what my predecessor Yevgeny told me..."

Lü Yongchang took another deep breath.

Yevgeny...

That old guy is really something...

He silently made a mental note of it.

"Go away, go back, don't get in my way."

Lu Yongchang waved his hand impatiently: "Oh, right, remember to send me the drawings, I'll check them for you."

"Also, go measure the dimensions and report it to zero."

"professor……"

Zhu Ziwen's tone softened again: "You mean..."

Lu Yongchang glared at Zhu Ziwen and said irritably, "What? Don't you want to go to Lost Star?"

Zhu Ziwen paused for a moment, then a smile spread across his face again:

"Okay, Professor, you're busy."

"I won't bother you any longer."