Ling Yue, living in the interstellar era, was caught in an explosion caused by a neighboring scientific madman and was transported to the Blue Star in the 1960s, a time of devastation, internal str...
The eldest sister took Ling Yue's hand and stroked her hair with a smile, saying, "Xiangzhong just wants people to fully understand this technology and then produce it for the people to use. Don't think too much about it."
"Besides, the people at the research institute are all highly qualified. No one will take your things away. Once you've thoroughly researched them, we'll return them to you. Is that okay with you?"
Ling Yue understood that they didn't want to snatch the washing machine, but she still shook her head and said that if it was a gift for her elder sister, then it was for her elder sister.
"I can provide them with technology, but this thing is for you. I've been working on it for a long time."
Then Ling Yue spread out her hands with two blisters on them and looked at Sister Wu pitifully.
Sister Wu's heart trembled for a moment. She quickly pricked the blood blister for her and applied some medicine. But when she wanted to ask her not to do it next time, she remembered that Ling Yue was leaving tomorrow, reportedly on a confidential mission. The words came to her lips but she couldn't say them.
Sister Wu could only touch Ling Yue's long hair with pity and sigh silently.
He then went out to discuss Ling Yue's idea with Xiangzhong. When the two came in, he saw Ling Yue sitting on the chair with an indifferent look on her face, counting her fingers boredly.
"Lingyue, I know everything. Thank you for the gift."
Ling Yue nodded and handed the unevenly stacked papers on the table to Xiangzhong. "This is the technical information and data diagrams you requested. I'm leaving tomorrow, so I can't write a detailed paper for you. But I think the researchers should be able to understand it."
If she couldn't understand, there was nothing she could do, she only spoke to intelligent people like those who read novels.
"Okay, thank you. I appreciate your contribution on behalf of the country and the people." Xiangzhong said as he packed his things and put them in his bag.
Although this thing is not a gun or cannon, it can penetrate every household among the people, so its weight is not low.
"Lingyue, I came back this time because I have something I want to talk to you about."