Chapter 1069: It should be the ancestor of the Yang family
"Ding! System task: Ask the host to maximize its own influence, or gain the trust of someone with great influence. The task period is 10 days. The task reward: a lottery draw."
Yang Yudie: "Does my father count?"
Yang Dingye:?
After all, it is not a professional system, and I still haven’t figured out the host’s background.
After all, mental communication is just normal communication, it does not mean mind reading, and you cannot hollow out the other party in an instant.
"Now all cities have entered a state of military control, and my father is the top manager of this city."
Yang Dingye:......
This will be easier to handle.
Secretly, Yang Dingye gestured with his thumb.
This kind of rich lady goes to the front line of production and works for a year. Even if it is just the best publicity, it is very valuable.
"Ding! The mission is completed, you get a lucky draw!"
"Congratulations, you got "Elementary Physics"."
Yang Yudie said, did I smoke?
But what is elementary physics? Physics?
Soon, Yang Dingye selected the physics knowledge in his memory and injected it into Yang Yudie's body in waves.
Although the geophysics in this world is advanced, the direction of development is somewhat different from Yang Dingye's world, and there are many blank areas.
The knowledge Yang Dingye shared in the past was all from textbooks, sparse and ordinary.
Take the atomic bomb, for example. Everyone knows that this thing is powerful and that it is made of uranium, but if you know these things, can you build one yourself?
Yang Yudie's world can.
This world has a complete and complete industrial foundation, as well as manpower and material resources as vast as the sea. Taishan Beidou-level masters and craftsmen can pull a cart.
What they lack is knowledge and ideas.
They don't know how to fight the gods.
The only thing I can think of is to build more guns and arm more troops.
Yang Yudie was considered a high-level intellectual and had a profound foundation in studying things, so he quickly mastered the experience imparted by the "system".
Shock!
Shocking!
This is Yang Yudie's heart.
Oh no, don't crash the system.
"Ding! System mission, please collect 10 designs and samples of weapons currently in service in the imperial army. The mission period is 3 days. The mission reward will be drawn once."
Abandoning this task, Yang Dingye decisively cut off contact and opened his eyes.
too tired.
My small frame as a high school student was squeezed out all at once, and if I continued to deceive me, my whole body might be exposed.
Moreover, Yang Yudie gained so much knowledge, there must be a hundred thousand reasons why.
Although Yang Dingye is an academic master, he is only an academic master in the academic sense. He is not a practical talent like Yang Yudie who has been in an arsenal and loaded artillery shells.
No, you have to make up for it.
You have to study university courses on your own, and you can't just talk about it on paper, you have to practice it in practice.
You can't rely on yourself alone. You don't know how long it will take to find textbooks and information, let alone learn to master a thorough understanding and transform it into your own experience to share with Yang Yudie. I don't know how long it will take.
Gotta take shortcuts.
If you have any difficulties, go to the government. It would be great if you send a few imperial eunuchs and senior officials from the Imperial College to give you tutoring lessons, and also have chief designers from the arsenal come over to teach you and get their jobs.
It’s not like they don’t give me any money, just use half of the 100 million weekly maintenance fee for classes.
RMB 100,000 per hour should be about the same, with one big class in the morning and one big class in the afternoon.
200,000 in the morning, 200,000 in the afternoon, one house a day is gone.
In this case, you can also fully realize the preciousness of time and knowledge, and spontaneously turn pressure into motivation.
Just do it.
Yang Dingye felt that the government would not mind. After all, he had made such a big splash, and now, except for receiving a mysterious phone call, he had received no news.
There is no phone call or text message. How is this possible?
According to the routine, shouldn't it be that classmates contact me one after another to think about the past, reminisce about the past, get close, and ask for support?
Discussions about myself on the Internet are still in full swing, but the strange thing is that no one can contact me.
Yang Dingye understands that this is his own protection. If he wants to contact the outside world, he can do so 100% unimpeded.
For example, the person who gave himself money last time.
After just two rings, the call was connected directly. Yang Dingye wondered if the person on the other end of the line had been waiting by the phone.
After describing his needs, the person on the other end suddenly started to ponder.
"What, are you having trouble?"
The person on the other side quickly said no.
"Mr. Yang, to be honest, we sent no less than a hundred people into Tianzhong City, but all of them mysteriously returned to the starting point the moment they entered."
Mr. Yang, please accept your magical powers, otherwise our people will not be able to enter.
Yang Dingye immediately called the system.
A minute later, Yang Dingye said to the mobile phone: "Just give me the information about the visitor, and I will set up a whitelist."
Yang Dingye didn't know the shock these words brought to the other party.
Before, everyone only suspected that all these mysterious events were related to Yang Dingye, but only now did they understand that it was not just related, but that all of this was also under the control of Yang Dingye.
In other words, he can move anyone in Tianzhong City to any corner of the earth.
Although the places you appeared after teleporting last time were thrilling, they were still within a safe range, but what about next time?
Catch the moon in the sky, catch turtles in the five oceans, soak in hot springs in the crater of a volcano, everything is possible.
Now that Yang Dingye's special ability has been confirmed, the next step is to test the scope of this ability.
If it were the whole world...
We can just take advantage of this teaching opportunity to spread more patriotic education to him.
Lecturers must be carefully selected.
After settling the matter of teaching staff, Yang Dingye launched the water polo again, immersed himself in the mysterious artistic conception, and soon contacted Yang Yudie.
At this time, Yang Yudie had convinced his father and transcribed the "black technology" taught to him by the "system" and compiled it into a book.
Yang Yudie's father is no ordinary big-headed soldier. On the contrary, the Yang family is an ancient family with a long heritage.
Since the Song Dynasty, the Yang family has been a general, with thousands of years of experience accumulated.
Although Yang Yudie's father was only a commoner, with his outstanding talents and family resources, he was able to guard a city and rule a region in his thirties.
In the former Song Dynasty, culture and education were valued and warriors were restrained. However, in this dynasty, the pursuit of knowledge was focused on the pursuit of knowledge, with particular emphasis on military industry.
The Yang family may not be able to write lyrics and write poems, but when it comes to smelting iron, steel, and mixing explosives, they have been exposed to it since childhood.
Therefore, Yang Yudie's father was breathing rapidly and his eyes were red.
God bless the Ming Dynasty!
If these things are presented to Your Majesty and spread throughout the world, the empire's national power will definitely increase significantly, even if the Western countries have the help of gods, they will be beyond their reach.
Immediately, he realized a problem.
He looked at his daughter with burning eyes and asked in a deep voice: "The origin of these things?"
Yang Yudie secretly thought to herself that it was bad, she was just happy and had not thought about it yet.
She lowered her head and looked at her toes, which were still twisting uneasily from side to side, rubbing the edges of the soles against the edges of the floor tiles.
"This... someone told me in a dream... it should... it should be the ancestor of our Yang family."