These days, Zhang Fan spends his days making work plans, meticulously listing the tasks that need to be completed for each step of the work. Then, he goes online to play the game at night, where he hands over the tasks that need to be completed that day to Little Willow Leaf Blade and checks the progress of the tasks submitted by Little Willow Leaf Blade to ensure that things are proceeding within control.
As the quest progressed, Zhang Fan felt increasingly frustrated. He realized he really was like an NPC issuing hidden quests.
Especially the way the little lancet always seemed to hesitate before speaking.
"Brother Fan, you, you really aren't N..."
"no!"
That's fucking ridiculous.
According to Zhang Fan's understanding, the deserted island where the small scalpel is located is not a completely barren place; there are even factories on the island.
The island may have been abandoned due to a tsunami triggered by an asteroid or human migration after the New Era.
The island has an abundance of usable equipment parts, no wonder a tiny scalpel can fix StarCraft 4 servers.
Because the items to be manufactured were so intricate, Zhang Fan had to carefully monitor the progress.
Actually, he was overthinking it.
Once Xiao Xiaoliu Dao realized what he was creating, he became even more meticulous and cautious than Zhang Fan.
Despite Zhang Fan's repeated assurances that this thing wasn't that delicate and that minor bumps and knocks wouldn't reach its critical point, if it were accidentally bumped or knocked, the tiny scalpel's heartbeat would skip a beat.
Things I used to only see in physics books are now in my own hands, and I'm not kidding.
"Brother Fan, is this really okay?" After spending every day together, Little Willow Leaf Blade is almost driven to the brink of insanity by this thing.
"No problem, I've already calculated the yield. You just need to hide in the cave, and there won't be any issues!" Zhang Fan patted his chest and assured him.
"But……"
"There are no 'buts'!"
"By the way, when you go to install it tomorrow, remember to find a sturdy spot," Zhang Fan instructed. "Don't go to those loose, crumbling rock walls; I didn't prepare any zorbing balls for you."
"A zorbing ball? What's that?"
“Don’t worry about things you don’t need!” Zhang Fan continued. “Remember, when you get back to the cave, press the remote control to turn on the radio transmitter, and then all you have to do is wait for someone to come looking for you.”
The island was too far from the mainland, and the radio transmitter assembled from scattered components could only cover a range of 100 kilometers, but that was enough.
"Brother Fan, I'm still a little unsure..."
"What's there to be afraid of! The one I made on Mars is 100 times more powerful than yours! To me, your thing is just a slightly stronger firecracker." Zhang Fan continued to fool him. "Didn't you say I was your idol? Didn't you say you wanted to take me as your role model? You can't even do something this simple?"
"Great!" Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, Little Willow Blade felt a surge of excitement. "Brother Fan, wait for my good news!"
"Go on! I'm logging off." Zhang Fan thought to himself, another bright young man blinded by passion...
The next morning, Xiao Xiaoliu Dao took his equipment and went hiking. Fortunately, the mountain here wasn't very high.
After climbing to the top of the mountain and testing the ground to ensure it was sturdy, the small lancet carefully installed the "egg" inside the "pangolin" and fixed it to the flat ground in the center of the Honolulu crater.
Then we went down the mountain, returned to the cave, turned on the radio signal receiver, and pressed the remote control button...
...
Qiongzhou Island, Wenchang Temporary Center.
The 12th International Multilateral Symposium on Mars Rescue.
"Still no news from Mars?" Xiao Yimin asked.
“No.” Liao Changtian shook his head. “The Soyuz space telescope has already scanned the entire surface of Mars several times. If Mars Boy left any markings, we would definitely find them.”
"So, he hasn't reappeared, right?" Yang Jiandong asked with some worry. "It's been more than three months since he disappeared..."
"The situation is not optimistic."
“Mr. Liao,” Brosnan asked, “if we assume that Mars Boy is still alive, where do you think he should be?”
"Underground," Liao Changsheng replied. "That's the only remaining possibility."
“But there are no longer any resources on Mars that would allow humans to survive,” Yang Jiandong said. “How could someone survive underground for three months with just a spacesuit? How did they do it?”
"I don't know." Liao Changtian shook his head. "After he shows up, you should ask him how he did it."
"Hey, I've noticed something," Xiao Yimin said, looking puzzled. "Why do you all seem to believe that Mars Boy is still alive? It's theoretically impossible!"
"Aren't you the same?" Yang Jiandong glanced at Xiao Yimin. "Aren't you always waiting for reports of Mars Boy's appearance? You ask about it every time we have a meeting. I think you're so annoying!"
“Uh…” Xiao Yimin was speechless.
"Is there any other important information?" Xiao Yimin tried to change the subject to ease his awkwardness. "We can't keep focusing on Mars. What major events have happened on Earth recently?"
“Ivanka is back,” Yang Jiandong said. “But now we should call her President Ivanka.”
"Oh?" Xiao Yimin was somewhat surprised. "Teacher, your information came so quickly?"
"This is nothing surprising. The American people had already decided on this; they were just waiting for the inauguration ceremony," Yang Jiandong said. "President Ivanka secretly visited our country last week..."
"No...you even know about this teacher?" Xiao Yimin was genuinely surprised this time.
“What’s so strange about that?” Yang Jiandong gave Xiao Yimin a disdainful look. “Ivanka spoke to me on the phone before she came.”
"The first female president in US history chose us as her first country to visit." Xiao Yimin said with some curiosity, "I wonder what she will discuss with our top decision-makers..."
“You’re just being presumptuous,” Yang Jiandong said bluntly. “Her meeting with our top decision-makers was more of a formality and didn’t result in any real agreements. Besides, she only stayed in Yanjing for half a day. What could she possibly have accomplished?”
"Half a day?" Xiao Yimin was stunned. "How come I heard that President Ivanka visited our country for three days?"
"She went to the Northwest for the other two and a half days."
"The Northwest?" Xiao Yimin was somewhat bewildered. "What valuable things are there that require President Ivanka to make a personal trip there?"
“Zhang Fan’s parents,” Yang Jiandong replied calmly.
"Um?"
Everyone else present was stunned.
“Teacher, we have tried many times to persuade Zhang Fan’s parents to move away from the countryside. There are basically no people left in that area for miles around,” Xiao Yimin said with some distress. “But the two elders say they want to wait for their son to come back at home and refuse to move no matter what we do.”
“We have left a working group near the elderly couple’s home,” Liao Changtian added. “Their daily life is not a problem.”
“No need,” Yang Jiandong said. “Zhang Fan’s parents have already been taken away by Ivanka.”
"Huh?" Xiao Yimin was startled. "What do you mean by being taken away?"
"He was just taken to the US to enjoy a life of luxury." Yang Jiandong glared at Xiao Yimin with some impatience.
“I don’t think the two elders are pleasure-seeking people.” Xiao Yimin said with some confusion, “If that were really the case, the work of persuading them to move out wouldn’t have been so difficult.”
"Teacher, President Ivanka..." Xiao Yimin asked somewhat embarrassedly in a low voice, "How did she persuade Zhang Fan's parents? Was it coercion? I heard that Zhang Fan has an account held in trust by the IMF..."
"What are you saying!" Yang Jiandong said angrily. "The two elders followed Ivanka willingly and happily, how can you make it sound like they're scamming the elderly!"
"If Ivanka really wanted to scam people, you'd be nothing more than someone helping her count the money!"
"Uh..." Xiao Yimin didn't dare to reply and quickly changed the subject, "Changtian, is there any other news?"
“The Honolulu volcano recently erupted,” Liao Changtian replied.
"A volcanic eruption? What's the big deal?"
"Isn't Honolulu a dormant volcano in the Pacific Ocean?" Yang Jiandong was also somewhat surprised. "How could it suddenly erupt without any warning?"
Liao Changtian touched his lips with his finger: "That's where the interesting part comes in."
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