Chapter 184 The Fake Idiot Beauty and the Doomsday Boss 11
Fu Changchuan held sugar in his mouth, and the sweetness spread on the tip of his tongue.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely smelled the same sweet scent on Cha Jiu.
However, unlike the greasy sweetness of toffee, her sweetness has a green taste, like the juice of crushed strawberries, or like sweet flower stamens covered with morning dew.
"tasty."
Fu Changchuan was evaluating the taste of the toffee, but his eyes involuntarily fell on Cha Jiu's tender and plump lips.
Cha Jiu frowned and unconsciously moved her head closer, asking for her own special compliment.
Fu Changchuan reached out and patted her head.
Only then did Cha Jiu feel satisfied.
"I have another gift for you," she continued writing on his palm.
Cha Jiu jumped down from the table, swiftly entered the orchestra room, and took out the instruments that she had spent so much effort on.
It was a silver-gray gun.
Fu Changchuan took it in his hand and immediately felt a texture different from ordinary weapons.
Guan Xian chased out and saw the gun in Fu Changchuan's hand. He felt both understanding and jealous.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out it's for the boss. No wonder he stayed up all night and refused to go to sleep even though his head was about to hit the ground."
Cha Jiu hid behind Fu Changchuan somewhat embarrassedly.
Orchestra introduction: "I watched her make this gun. One word, God. Two words, worthy of you. Three words, so jealous."
He didn't seem to introduce anything.
But Fu Changchuan could already tell from his attitude that this gun was extraordinary.
Cha Jiu signed: "It has a name."
Guan Xian translated her sign language and then added with a curled lip, "Well, I don't have any share of the stuff, and I have to be your translator."
Fu Changchuan stroked the gun in his hand and asked, "What did you name it?"
"Star Orbit."
"Star Track"
Cha Jiu nodded and gestured quickly.
"Do you know what star trails are? The stars in the night sky seem to be stationary when we see them, but if we use a camera to record them for a long time, we will get many circular trails of stars moving. These trails are star trails."
However, star orbits are not actually the paths of stars, but rather a record of the apparent motion of stars as the Earth rotates.
Ukinagakawa Takuma: "So by looking at stationary stars, their relative motion trajectories can also be captured"
"Of course."
"That's interesting," he asked, "but what does this have to do with this gun?"
Cha Jiu suddenly reached out his hand to him.
Fu Changchuan felt the cool fingertips gently tapping his left eye.
He opened his eyes again and watched her gesture with a serious expression.
——"Your eyes are as bright as star trails."
Fu Changchuan was stunned for a moment.
This is the first time someone has described his eyes like this.
He only saw the danger of losing control and the sins that could not be erased in his left eye.
But she saw the gorgeous and beautiful star tracks.
The two looked at each other, speechless at this moment.
Guan Xian suddenly felt full, burped, and slipped out of the kitchen, never to do this frustrating translation again.
Cha Jiu took hold of Fu Changchuan's hand holding the gun and motioned for him to try it quickly.
Fu Changchuan looked at her expectant expression and couldn't bear to refuse. He took the gun out of the base and randomly found a giant mutant plant to test the gun.
With one shot, the bullet penetrated the target body at high speed and exploded with it as the center, forming hundreds of circular fragment trajectories, rapidly cutting through the mutant plants.
The circular trajectory moves like a star orbit, constantly diverging and completely cutting the target within the range into pieces.
No wonder it is called Star Track.
The trajectory of the projectile is like a series of closed circles.
Fu Changchuan looked at the gun in his hand and was even more surprised at Cha Jiu's ability.
…
Jiang Tiantian spent a week of consecutive dinners with Yuan Feiyun before she calmed down and devoted herself to the research on improving the biological gun.
She extracted a new toxin, and finally improved the performance of the biochemical gun by 90 percent.
Jiang Tiantian was ecstatic and had already begun to prepare in advance to receive the Medal of Outstanding Researcher.
But when she brought the new version of the biochemical gun to Yuan Feiyun's office and wanted to share this joy with him as soon as possible, she saw him being scolded.
A middle-aged man in military uniform, looking extremely dignified, was banging his finger joints on the table and shouting loudly.
"So you applied for a large sum of money to develop a biological gun. Do you know that such biological guns are circulating everywhere? Your research project has been taken by someone else. It is meaningless!"
"I'm explaining to them every day why they approved your funding application. You submitted five or six reports and kept chasing me. You swore that the project would definitely pay off, but it turned out that others had already researched it. You might as well use the money to build a few more agricultural parks!"
Yuan Feiyun stood silently beside the chair, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, listening quietly without rebuttal.
This angry middle-aged man is named Chen Yuan. He is in charge of all military affairs. He is not only Yuan Zheng's right-hand man, but also the godfather who watched Yuan Feiyun grow up.
Chen Yuan's current attitude towards Yuan Feiyun is that he is disappointed with his friend.
"You want to show off in front of Chief Yuan and prove your ability, which is correct, but you can't..."
Jiang Tiantian couldn't stand it, she didn't even knock on the office door, she walked straight in, and said coldly: "It is common for scientific research results to be counterfeited, but the quality will be greatly reduced. Even if the biological gun on the market imitates the operating system we have researched, its power will definitely not be comparable to ours."
She didn't know Chen Yuan's identity, so she spoke mercilessly and in a cold tone.
Yuan Feiyun quickly reminded her: "This is Chief Chen."
In the base, only people with a similar status to Yuan Zheng are qualified to be honored as the chief.
Chen Yuan was one of them, and together with Yuan Zheng, he participated in the initial establishment of the North District base.
Jiang Tiantian's expression changed, but she recovered quickly: "Commander Chen, I'm sorry for offending you just now. But for researchers, research results are like their own children, and they cannot tolerate others stealing or questioning them. At present, I have made improvements to the biochemical gun, and its power must be unmatched by counterfeiters."
After hearing this, Yuan Feiyun also breathed a sigh of relief.
If Jiang Tiantian's improved biochemical gun can be more powerful, it can be regarded as an explanation for the application funds.
Chen Yuan snorted coldly: "How much have you improved?"
Jiang Tiantian raised her chin slightly: "It has increased by 90% compared to before."
The office suddenly fell silent.
Chen Yuan burst into laughter.
Jiang Tiantian thought he was happy, but who knew she would be slapped in the face the next second.
"Ninety percent!" Chen Yuan looked at her sarcastically. "Do you know how powerful the knockoff you mentioned is? It's 150 percent more powerful! They even invented a biochemical cannon that's 300 percent more powerful."
Jiang Tiantian's face turned pale and she almost screamed: "How is this possible?"
She restored the biochemical gun strictly according to the numerical thresholds in the manuscript of the Shen couple. All the values had been adjusted to the limit by her, and there was no room for breakthrough.
Replacing the toxin with a stronger one was the last solution she could come up with after racking her brains.
Yuan Feiyun said in a harsh voice: "The biochemical guns out there are even still using the old toxins."
In other words, they simply improved the gun's internal mechanism to increase its power and strength.
These words hurt Jiang Tiantian's self-esteem. She felt humiliated and uneasy.
She was worried about who was so talented that she could easily solve a problem that even Shen's parents, who were at the top of the scientific research community, could not solve.
Jiang Tiantian took a deep breath and wanted to defend herself, but was interrupted by Chen Yuan.
"Okay, Ms. Shen, since the initial condition of our deal with your parents was the research results of the R drug, you should just focus on your own project now. You don't need to worry about other research."
Chen Yuan's one word of denial turned Jiang Tiantian's efforts over such a long time into a joke of not doing her job properly.
Jiang Tiantian felt as if her face was being torn off and thrown on the ground, being stepped on.
"Or..." Chen Yuan narrowed his eyes, "You have made no progress at all in your research on the R drug."
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