Black Technology Brings Humanity to Upgrade Civilization

Take us to see him!

Unexpectedly, such a golden bump appeared in the family, God help my family! ! !

Hahaha~"

Elder Zhao shook his head helplessly: "He's in retreat~"

"how?"

"Teachers are the first batch, and there are several more batches to follow.

And there are those veterans who need to...

It will probably take a week or two to get it all done.

So he took advantage of this time to prepare some new technology classifications and some corresponding basic information..."

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao said to the old g treasures with apology: "We forced him to do this.

otherwise……"

"Hmph, otherwise we old guys will grab your project, right?"

Old Chen snorted coldly, and looked at Old Zhao unhappily: "I just said, why didn't I see other little guys.

In this way, they are hiding in their respective laboratories for retreat now, right?

Isn't it the latest technology~ We have never seen the same thing! "

After a pause, Mr. Chen asked Mr. Zhao in an inexplicable tone: "What project are you in hand?"

"The ratio of composite e-carbon steel..."

"Pa~" Mr. Chen put down the cup in his hand, turned his head and left.

"Hey hey~ Teacher~ That's my project!"

"Can't I just take a look?"

"..."

The other veterans also had fun watching the internal strife in materials science, and then they dispatched together, preparing to go for a stroll in the corresponding laboratory.

These little brats dare to hide them when they have something new, so kill them!

one day...

two days...

a week...

Groups of old treasures and veterans suspended their deaths in various ways, and then sneaked to the factory to restore their middle-aged form.

As for the g treasures who were here, except for Zhou Lao, the well-known scientific research leader, and a few relatively young g treasures who did not recover, the others have also recovered.

After all, Mr. Zhou has to go to meetings occasionally and show his face in front of the public. There is no way to feign death, and there is no way to recover...

The other few are relatively young, and the fake death is too fake...

Finally, in nearly two weeks, everyone who should have recovered has recovered.

On this day, Guo Yi, Gao Linlin, Lao He, Lao Huang, g treasures, old g treasures, and veterans gathered in a large conference room.

"Old Ren, one of the founders of the missile and aerospace industry...

Cheng Lao, one of the founders of the mushroom bomb experiment...

Mr. Zhu, nuclear physicist...

Mr. Chen, Mr. Zhao's teacher, an expert in materials science and engineering...

Tu Lao, an expert in rocket technology and structural strength...

Mr. Wang, one of the satellite and satellite return experts...

Yu Lao, nuclear physicist...

Sun Lao, the man-made satellite project, the chief designer of the lunar exploration project...

A total of 21 veteran g treasures!

There are eighteen generals who built the family.

Jianjia veterans, 22. "

In addition, parents and elders of some families also participated in the meeting through specially customized communication equipment.

061: Helm

At the main seat, Guo Yi saw that everyone was sitting upright, his eyes were on him, and he twisted his butt uncomfortably.

But it was much better than before. Although I was uncomfortable, I couldn't speak clearly without trembling, and my mind went blank.

Even the calves still tremble subconsciously...

As for the person on the opposite side of the instrument, Guo Yi didn't turn on the projection: if you don't see it, it doesn't exist...

"cough~"

After Guo Yi was ready, he coughed first, and then said: "Welcome all seniors to join, and at the same time, congratulations to all seniors for regaining their youth..."

"Okay, little guy, we don't like this!"

Seeing Guo Yi's awkward tone, Elder Ren waved his hand and interrupted with a smile: "We old antiques, don't take polite words, let's talk about things directly."

Afterwards, Old Ren's expression changed, and he said sternly: "At the same time, on behalf of us old guys, I would like to remind you that this little guy is guaranteed!

Don't let him use your political methods and the like.

Whoever dares to play tricks, I will go to someone's house to clean up you instead of your parents! "

After Mr. Ren finished speaking, a grinning middle-aged man first laughed, and then his face darkened, and a bloody smell seemed to spread from him.

He said to the air in a cold tone: "Old Ren has already spoken, so I will make up my mind.

Let me say on behalf of those of us veterans who have built homes, here is our future, and here is our hope.

Anyone who is a good girl dares to reach out again, I will lead someone to tear him down alive! "