The people of Xia were once again in shock immediately after the press conference ended.
"What the heck?! This is the second Xuan Nu?"
"Mars exploration program? For scientific exploration?? We get it, we all get it!"
"Am I the only one who noticed the data for Xuan Nu II? Eighty tons of payload, a top speed of ten times the third cosmic velocity... Good heavens, is this some kind of science fiction movie?!"
"So, with Xuan Nu No. 2 looking like this, can she really fly into the sky?"
"Everyone, please be quiet, I have something to say! Tomorrow at noon, during the live broadcast of the maiden flight, Bingbing is mine!"
"..."
...
Although no foreign media were invited to this press conference, such a big event naturally attracted the attention of foreign media, who quickly learned about the details of the press conference through various channels.
The White House in the United States.
Albert stared blankly at the newspaper in front of him, his face gradually turning red.
"Holy shit..."
"William Blair! Tell me, why is it that the CIA knew absolutely nothing about such important intelligence?!"
"You, the CIA director, are not even as good as a newspaper vendor on the street!"
William Blair sighed deeply, his face contorted with worry. "Your Excellency, I don't believe this is a problem with the CIA."
Albert's eye twitched, his anger rising even higher: "What do you mean? If it's not a CIA problem, is it my problem?!"
William Blair's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head repeatedly.
After a moment's hesitation, he took a document from his briefcase and handed it to Albert.
Albert frowned as he took the document and examined it carefully.
"Um?"
"In recent months, not a single spy has successfully infiltrated Xia's No. 1 Laboratory?"
A flicker of surprise crossed Albert's eyes: "This...how is this possible?!"
William Blair said with a wry smile, "Your Excellency, we don't know the reason either."
"Let alone the top laboratory in Xia Country, our spies in Xia Country are decreasing rapidly."
"Even some core spies who grew up in China were exposed by China!"
"Just like... the Xia Kingdom has a specific list!"
As he spoke, a flicker of fear crossed William Blair's eyes.
After losing a large number of spies and agents, the CIA's understanding of the situation in China is currently like that of blind men touching an elephant.
"Shit... How did China manage to do this!" Albert's face darkened. "Was the CIA's archives hacked?"
William Blair shook his head repeatedly: "That's impossible!"
"Our technicians have been investigating every day, but... so far we haven't found any signs of intrusion."
Albert's face grew increasingly grim.
"Putting that aside for now, what are your thoughts on China's Mars exploration program?"
"And that damned Mystic Maiden Number Two!"
Morton, who was standing to the side, saw Albert looking at him and sighed deeply.
"Your Excellency President, if the intelligence released by the Xia Kingdom is entirely accurate, I suggest..."
With that, Morton shrugged: "We might as well just admit defeat."
"This is not even in the same technological league."
"I even suspect that China has received help from aliens!"
Albert's gaze slowly swept over the people in front of him, he slowly closed his eyes, then gently waved his hand and said weakly.
"Everyone, please leave. I need to be alone."
After everyone left, Albert slightly opened his eyes, quietly looked at the magnificent office in front of him, and then sighed deeply.
The United States must not fall into his hands!
At least, the United States cannot fall during his term!
However, judging from the current situation, the rise of the Xia Kingdom seems to be an unstoppable trend.
Albert shuddered at the thought of being nailed to the pillar of historical shame.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Albert's mind.
Or... should I find an opportunity to abdicate?
Let's leave this mess to the next president!
...
At 11:00 a.m. on the second day.
The live broadcast of Xia Guo News started on time.
Because the last live stream went well, Bingbing will still be the host this time.
only……
Unlike the last live stream, this time almost everyone's attention was focused on the black "cubic brick".
"I bet a bag of spicy strips that this thing won't be able to fly!"
"Received! How do you plan to pay upstairs?"
"I heard that after the news came out yesterday, Twitter in the US was as quiet as a library. Is that true?"
"..."
Time slipped away little by little amidst the casual chatter in the live chat.
The hour hand slowly pointed to the number 12.
...
Mysterious Woman No. 2.
It's the same cockpit, the same pilot.
The only difference is that there are far fewer buttons on the control panel.
This was thanks to Zero's strong support.
Zero made extensive optimizations to the program, reducing the difficulty of controlling Xuan Nu II by a whole level without affecting performance.
"Captain, do you think we can say hello to our American friends when we go to Mars?" Hong Fan's voice was full of laughter. "What will their reaction be when they see this thing of ours?"
Bai Yixuan rolled his eyes in annoyance and poured cold water on Hong Fan beside him.
"Come on, give me a break!"
"Professor Lü repeatedly warned us not to cause any trouble. This is also the Speaker's intention. After all, the United States is not completely dead yet!"
Hong Fan pursed his lips, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
But soon, his eyes flickered slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips.
"What if we just circle around their heads twice?"
Bai Yixuan was slightly taken aback.
this……
“Captain, just imagine how awesome it would be if we could drive this thing around on people’s heads a couple of times?!” Hong Fan said with a “strange” expression, his mouth constantly uttering “devil’s whispers.”
After a moment's hesitation, Bai Yixuan switched on the radio: "Calling ground command center, Professor Lü, are you there?"
Soon, Lü Yongchang's response reached everyone's ears.
Bai Yixuan hesitated for a moment before revealing Hong Fan's earlier thought: "Professor, could we go for a spin around the top of the American Mars capsule later?"
"We guarantee there won't be any problems!"
"Of course, this was Hong Fan's suggestion," Bai Yixuan quickly added at the end.
There was a moment of silence on the radio.
A bead of cold sweat appeared on Bai Yixuan's forehead as he turned and glared at Hong Fan on his left!
Just as he was about to say something, Lü Yongchang's faint voice came through the radio.
What are you saying?
"Isn't that your normal driving route?"
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