"Not only the helicopter experiment, our progress in supercomputers is also gratifying because with the assistance of this thing, many problems have been solved." Smith continued to talk about the latest technological advancements.
The latest computer system has actually been updated, so the original supercomputer was taken out and put into use as new equipment. Although it is still strictly confidential, it is no longer kept secret from the top management.
With the assistance of computers, many projects have begun to be accelerated. Some calculations can be completed instantly, and verification can also be completed through updated supercomputers. In this state, many aspects of Alan Hill are developing at a rapid pace.
With the help of computers and Chris, the hydrogen bomb experiment has been successfully completed, and even the construction of the nuclear power plant has been completed. More experiments have been carried out, and more results are about to appear. With the help of computers, Chris' workload
Reduced by more than half.
"We have built three nuclear power plants in the Arant Empire. They have been tested recently and may be put into operation in a month..." Smith said while handing the report in his hand to Chris.
"With these nuclear power plants, the power consumption problem will be alleviated. Thermal power stations and hydroelectric power stations are also under construction. It is expected that we will be able to solve the power consumption problem in the middle of April." Smith is proud.
concluded.
"With these power stations and the power grid that has already been established, we can use electricity more conveniently." After Chris finished reading the report, he finally added.
Chris knows that Alan Hill is now on the fast track of development. He has almost 10,000 technicians who can use the Knowledge Magic Ball to improve their abilities every day. As long as the accumulation of time is long enough, the technical level of mortals will improve.
To the point where it is unbelievable.
"As long as we develop steadily, we will soon usher in a period of faster development. You may not be able to imagine that everything we have developed in the past three years or so will be eliminated in the next three years..."
!" Chris closed the report in his hand and looked at his men and said.
In Chris's view, he really has too many future technologies that can be improved. As long as he keeps coming up with new technologies, Alan Hill can be countless times more powerful than it is now.
At that time, a warship can provide the firepower to destroy a country, and an intercontinental ballistic missile can carry a nuclear warhead that can cover the entire Grecken!
He had a confident smile on his face and his tone was full of confidence: "Gentlemen! Work hard, the future belongs to Eiland Hill!"
"Long live Ailanthir!" Everyone stood up, stood at attention, saluted, and sang with their chins held high.
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Alanticus, Gruel Street, there are people coming and going on the bustling streets. Everyone has their own things to be busy with. A prosperous world is emerging in Ireland.
Among the people coming and going, a sneaky figure held a thick document bag and entered the entrance of Alley No. 13 while looking left and right.
The man knocked nervously on a thick door with a unique rhythm. This was not the first time he came to this room. The last time he came, he was much more nervous than now.
The door was opened from the inside, revealing a gap. The man quickly said nervously to the gap: "I brought the things!"
The dark figure inside nodded, and opened the door crack enough for a person to get in. The man got into the house at once, and then the door crack was closed.
"Click." The light in the room was turned on, and the room suddenly became brighter. No one knew why the curtains were closed in broad daylight, as if the people in the room knew that what they were doing was not visible to the public.
.
When the man holding the document bag adjusted to the light in the room, he realized that there was not only one person in the room.
In this room, there were actually several people sitting and leaning against the wall. All of them were wearing black robes and had the hoods on their heads.
"Did you bring the things?" The leader was also dressed in the same attire, wearing a hood that covered his face. He spoke in a strange voice, as if he was wearing something like a voice changer.
The man swallowed his saliva and asked nervously: "You... what you promised me..."
"Don't worry, once Elanthir is destroyed, we guarantee that the Arantian Empire will stand firm on this continent again!" The man sitting on the sofa continued to speak, promising in a very strange tone.
"Then what you promised to give to me..." The man looked at the people in this room with some uneasiness. He always felt that these people behaved strangely.
"Wow!" A whole bag of gold coins was thrown onto the table by a person next to him. Because it was too full, some gold coins spilled out, some scattered on the table, and some rolled down under the table.
"Money is not a problem for us at all! We can also meet your requirements! I promise to let you make the most of the power in the Arant Empire, and you will definitely get an official position! If you want it, the Emperor of Arant's
I can give you a seat." The leader sat motionless on the sofa and said.
"Gudu..." After swallowing, the man finally put the document package in his arms on the table: "These are the documents you want! If you are willing to wait, I can get more."
The leading man in a cloak stretched out his hand to get the file bag on the coffee table. His palm was exposed to the light, and his knuckles were actually filled with gaps made of connecting parts. There was a faint light of magic in the gaps, which was scary.
The man delivering the document package across from him jumped.
"Don't be nervous, kid! Don't be nervous!" When the man sitting in the front seat leaned forward, he finally revealed the face hidden under the hood. It was a strange-looking mask with dense patterns carved on it.
Magic runes.
If Chris were here, he would definitely recognize that this strange-looking mask is very similar to the mask worn by the god puppet who assassinated him.
"This is just my body..." The man retracted his hand, opened the file package, and looked through the contents: "Yes, this is exactly the mechanical principle document I wanted, very good!
Very good! I can wait for you to send other drawings and documents! Next time you come, I can give you more gold coins."
As he spoke, he handed the document package in his hand to a subordinate next to him. But his face was always facing the direction of the man in front of him: "You did a good job, very good! The puppet empire will not treat its friends badly! The Arant Empire is restored.
On that day, it will be your time to flourish."
After saying that, he leaned back on the sofa, and the masked face was once again shrouded in shadow: "Go! Boy, I... I will do what I say!"
"Thank you, thank you." The man nodded nervously, turned around and walked out of the house: "Tomorrow, at this time tomorrow...I, I will definitely bring the remaining ones here."
He nodded and bowed as he walked, watching the leading man retreat. When he just retreated to the door and turned to walk out of the house, an arm also made of wood blocked his face.
He subconsciously looked at the other person and found that the person blocking his way also wore the same weird mask.
"What...what are you going to do!" Sweat was already dripping from the man's face, and his voice was trembling with nervousness.
"Your gold..." The person who blocked his way said with the same accent that was not like a human voice.
"Oh...thank you...thank you..." Only then did the man realize that he had even forgotten the bag of gold because of his nervousness.
So he quickly turned around and walked back, picked up the bag of gold on the coffee table, wiped the sweat from his face, turned around and walked out of the house.
"Stupid mortal..." A puppet sneered and commented hoarsely, leaning against the wall.
"Yes, stupid mortals..." the leader of the puppets sitting on the sofa agreed. Then, he looked at the puppet holding the file package next to him and said: "Return to the puppet empire immediately!"
The puppet who received the order nodded slightly, and then walked out of the room with the document package.
"Not all mortals are so stupid, at least those little guys who are looking for us are very powerful." The leader of the puppets stood up and looked at the several puppets around him: "We don't have much time, try our best.
To get their technology back..."
"We really want to get in touch with that kind of super bomb, but the opponent's protection is too tight... If we can use the God Puppet..." One of the puppets under his command said with some regret.
"Don't even think about it. If we use the god puppets, the guys like Greken will notice it..." The leader of the puppets rejected his subordinates' suggestions and said, "The intermediate puppets are already the limit of what we can use!"
"It's really a pity that we can't get close to the other party's super bomb project." After scolding his subordinates, the puppet leader sighed, and then continued to speak: "Wait until those greedy guys get the technology on their own.
Send it over! Don't worry, we really have too much time..."
Outside the house, the man who walked out looked at the alleys on the left and right, then walked out of the 13th alley and walked back to Gruler Street.
After he disappeared, a man with his hands in his pockets leaned against the entrance of Alley No. 13 and squinted his eyes towards the alley.
Then, the man showed a faint smile on his face, turned around and left, as if no one had ever been here.