But it still couldn't stop those voices from echoing in my ears.
"President, the significance of strong artificial intelligence to science is indescribable. If we still refuse, then we will completely lose our leadership position in academics."
"President, a month ago, mathematicians from Russia used their quantum computer Aita to crack the latest encryption technology. We can no longer guarantee the security of SWIFT..."
"President, Nasdaq and the New York Stock Exchange have fallen by more than 30% in the past two days, which has triggered many protests."
"President, the exchange rate has been declining continuously..."
These countless voices gathered together this afternoon, converging into a massive amount of information and flooding into this white palace.
These voices represent the collective will of business, enterprise, finance, science, diplomacy...at this moment.
them……
They're all a bunch of cowards who can't afford to lose!
The master was silent and looked at the door.
After a while, the door opened wide.
Milley and Mr. Minister walked into the room hand in hand.
The owner of the white house immediately stood up.
From how quickly he stood up, you could see how anxious he was.
However……
What greeted him was only silence from the two people.
A few seconds later, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff took out a document with difficulty.
The master’s eyes narrowed slightly!
"They...demonstrated ship-based interception technology under the eyes of our young men."
"What is that? Can't we?"
"We can do it, but..." Mili took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and the picture that came to him appeared in his mind.
"Our shield ships can only intercept conventional missiles."
"What did they intercept?"
"Hypersonic missile."
"what is that?"
"That is... an anti-ship missile that can make our young men despair, suffer, and wail in the burning steel."
The husband slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of loneliness: "Now, as long as Mr. Consultant is sick, we can strive for the most honorable ending."
*
*
The consultant was holding the coffee elegantly and looking at the pictures on his notebook.
This is a shot from the sea.
When he saw the interception scene that filled the sky like fireworks in daylight, there was no emotion on his face.
He didn't know how awesome the technology was, and he didn't need to know.
But he could tell that the reason why the opponent performed in this way showed that the opponent was still rational.
As long as the opponent is rational, then... he cannot stop himself.
And as long as you go there, it’s victory!
Turning off the video, the consultant took a sip of coffee and opened another strategic map.
Looking at this picture, his brows really wrinkled and he got a headache.
Frankly speaking, he didn't believe the rumor that a 100,000-ton space carrier was going to be built on the opposite side.
But that lightweight spacecraft is possible.
In silence, he drew several circles on the map.
At the moment when the consultant was lost in thought, the door was pushed open.
"What's up?"
"Sir, go to the hospital."
The consultant looked puzzled: "I'm in good health."
"No, sir, you are sick." The commander looked at him with a complicated face.
…
The night of the 14th.
The consultant announced via Twitter that he had a sudden intestinal infection and would suspend the trip.
On Twitter, "he" also posted a photo of himself lying in a hospital bed receiving treatment. He also said that it was most likely that the sashimi from Hokkaido was not suitable for his gastrointestinal tract, which caused him to be bedridden this time.
As soon as the news came out, the depression that enveloped the entire world seemed to disappear in an instant.
…
Xichang.
"Damn... I'm not acclimatized, can you find a better reason? Isn't it possible to have a stroke?"
Ye Ming's mouth tightened, and he was very dissatisfied.
Across the video, Director Niu laughed heartily: "What do you want him to say? Say I'm a coward?"
Ye Ming also laughed.
As soon as the news came out, netizens around the world stopped talking. Domestic netizens...
Let’s put it this way, in just one hour, a Chinese character became the top trending search topic.
"call"
Yes, yes! It’s an onomatopoeia for cheering when listening to cross talk.
For domestic netizens, "calling out" is the most standard response to this crappy performance initiated by Mr. Consultant.
But in order for netizens to pronounce this word...
As far as Ye Ming knows, except for some regions and countries, the whole world is working hard.
Whether it is academia on both sides, the business community, or capital...
In short, exchanges from various fields are working hard to develop the plot into a non-dangerous situation.
Especially capital.
The sense of smell of capital has always been sensitive.
…
"Then...what should we do?"
"What's in your pocket, don't rush it for a while."
Ye Ming sighed in disappointment: "Alas...the battle is so big."
"Hahaha! Don't you think we are not in a hurry now? From today on, that point... is our card."
Ye Ming was slightly startled: "How to say?"
"You can experience it yourself."//I really can't write this, I really experience it myself.
After finishing speaking, Director Niu hung up the video.
Ye Ming turned his head and spread his hands towards the paint and ink.
The latter chuckled: "The thing in the bag means that if we pinch it, whoever will lose face will lose it..."