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Chapter 193 Expanding Territory by 100,000 Square Kilometers! Nuclear Fusion and Medicine! (Please Subscribe)

In the modern world, inside a special research institute at the University of Tokyo.

As a new round of scientific verification began, the atmosphere was extremely serious, with researchers from various departments busy at work, while Yan Xuemin was calling out instructions.

"Stay calm, be careful, and don't mess things up!"

Yan Xuemin repeated her words over and over again.

This professor, who has spent half his life working in the field of nuclear physics, appeared calm and collected on the surface, but in reality, he was as nervous as a student about to receive their college entrance exam results.

He paced anxiously back and forth, his hands behind his back. His eyelids blinked, and he seemed to be muttering something to himself.

His doctoral student, Liu Bo, glanced at his professor's leather shoes, which were practically worn through, and couldn't help but ask, "Professor, were you nervous too? I just pooped several times!"

"You're still in the mood for jokes?" Yan Xuemin glared at him, but her tense lips involuntarily relaxed a little. "Be careful, or I'll dock your pay. Don't you know how precious the newly made material is? I couldn't afford to pay for it even if I sold myself!"

Liu Bo pushed up his glasses and chuckled, "Don't worry, teacher, the equipment has already started its third calibration, and the parameters are absolutely perfect."

Yan Xuemin didn't say anything more, but kept her gaze fixed on the inconspicuous metal target plate inside the experimental chamber.

His mood is very complicated.

"Biochemistry, Environmental Science and Materials Science: Four Major Pitfalls!"

This field has left countless skeptics battered and bruised.

The field of nuclear fusion, which is expected to remain unexplored for another fifty years, is an extremely advanced field that has puzzled countless top scientists.

This field is incredibly demanding; you can't succeed without money, and even with money, it depends on whether fate smiles upon you.

Countless days and nights of tedious calculations, countless failed synthesis attempts, may ultimately only result in the statement "This road is blocked."

But now, everything is different.

The groundbreaking discovery of materials from another world acted like a shot of adrenaline, striking a chord with all researchers in the Department of Nuclear Physics at the University of Tokyo.

In particular, some time ago, the exploration team unearthed a "nuclear fusion powered backpack" left behind by an ancient civilization in another world.

Everyone at the University of Tokyo who was qualified to know the information went crazy at this moment.

Although that thing cannot be cracked yet, it proves a path—that ultra-small nuclear fusion is feasible.

The nuclear fusion backpack from another world gave them many possibilities to explore the future!

Currently, Yan Xuemin is leading a team to test a new composite material synthesized from various materials, including adamantite obtained from another world and high-entropy tungsten alloy from Earth.

After numerous verifications, the new material has been shown to have very high performance and can be used as a key material.

Whether humanity can control the "artificial sun" now depends on whether it can serve as the most crucial foundational element.

If the performance is stable, humanity will easily master the first wall material for nuclear fusion.

The first wall material is one of the key technologies for controlling nuclear fusion.

"Teacher, the equipment is preheated and the power plant has a stable power supply. We can start at any time!" Liu Bo's voice pulled Yan Xuemin back from her thoughts.

"Let's begin!" Yan Xuemin took a deep breath and uttered two words.

The order was given, and the laboratory fell silent instantly, with only the low hum of the instruments and the distant, expensively renovated laboratory.

"The thermal shock resistance test is initiated!"

"Hydrogen plasma spray gun energy focusing... 100%!"

"Three, two, one... Charge!"

A blinding light suddenly shone in the experimental chamber, and a violent beam of plasma, like a divine spear of punishment, precisely struck the small adamantite composite target plate.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

"Report! The surface temperature of the target plate instantly surged to 3,000 degrees Celsius! In one second!"

"No thermal fatigue crack propagation detected... No change in readings!"

"Evaporation loss rate of nano-precipitated coating material... Holy crap!" The doctoral student in charge of monitoring exclaimed, "Professor! That's incredible! Based on the current dissipation estimate, the evaporation loss of the material is expected to be less than 0.01 millimeters in the next 10,000 cycles of impact! That's many times better than the qualified standard."

Yan Xuemin didn't say anything. He leaned closer to the screen, staring intently at the almost perfect curve, trembling with excitement.

It actually worked!
This remarkable high-temperature resistance and wear resistance means that the most critical problem of the first wall of the fusion reactor has been overcome, and the performance indicators have been raised several levels.

"Continue! Neutron irradiation test!" Yan Xuemin's voice even changed slightly.

"Neutron flux loading...Irradiation commenced!"

As time ticked by, Yan Xuemin watched the constantly changing data on the screen, and a smile gradually spread across her face.

When his student handed him a strong cup of tea, he couldn't help but exclaim, "This refined gold is truly a treasure... its resistance to neutron radiation is simply unreasonable!"

"Teacher, I wonder what kind of expression those pointy-eared elves in the other world would have if they knew that the things they use to make armor and bows are the most advanced radiation-resistant materials in the universe."

"There will probably be no reaction at all!"

"That's true!"

What the hell do elves know about nuclear fusion?!
The two exchanged a smile, their laughter filled with a sense of superiority stemming from a generational gap in civilization.

after a while……

"Teacher! The swelling rate is less than 0.2%! The helium brittleness sensitivity has decreased by more than 30%..." Liu Bo paused, swallowed, and then shouted in a trembling voice, "Teacher, it seems like we've succeeded?"

Throughout the main control laboratory, watching the test curve gradually stabilize, it only took a very short time for the situation to go from calm to chaos!
"It looks like it was a success!"

"Should we test it again?"

"Okay, we'll test it later!"

after an hour.

"We made it!"

Countless people embraced each other excitedly, weeping with joy.

Yan Xuemin's eyes were also red.

He held onto the control panel, feeling that all the hardships and perseverance of the past decades had been worth it at this moment.

Humanity has never been so close to unlimited energy!
In Li Weiguo's office, which is now a modern-day logistics management office.

Li Weiguo's fingers were tapping lightly on the table, his gaze fixed on the document "Latest Briefing on the Situation Around the New World" submitted by Su Mingjin.

"I never imagined that the radiation from the nuclear explosion in another world would be more than ten percent higher than in the modern world. I wonder how many small animals will suffer this time! How long will it take for the land to completely return to a pollution-free state?"

He sighed, thinking about how many weapons of truth had destroyed the world, and then thought that at least the warriors hadn't suffered any losses, which made him feel a little better.

He watched for a while longer, then looked up at Wang Kaixuan not far away, his expression somewhat amused: "Su Mingjin said those long-eared elves are seriously scheming against each other! Little Wang, what do you think?"

Wang Kaixuan handed over a cup of freshly brewed hot tea and replied with a smile, "After all, we are an intelligent race. It's normal to have some internal conflicts and some shady dealings. If the water is too clear, there will be no fish."

Li Weiguo picked up the teacup, blew on it to cool it down, but didn't drink it.

“That’s true, but don’t you think this is a bit over the top?” He pushed the file forward. “The dwarves and elves are clearly allies fighting side by side, yet they’re digging up each other’s dirt! Isn’t that too much of a coincidence?”

"You mean they're putting on an act? But so many people are doing that! That's unlikely, isn't it?"

“With such long lifespans and their lineage still intact, those old guys in the other world who have lived to a ripe old age probably have more cunning than an old honeycomb briquette.” Li Weiguo took a sip of tea, his eyes deep. “I don’t understand, why are they so proactive in exposing their internal divisions and putting their weaknesses right under our noses? Aren’t they afraid we can follow the clues and take them down one by one?”

"Sigh, maybe they really do have a conflict!"

Wang Kaixuan's mind raced, and he immediately followed his leader's train of thought: "President Li, is it possible... that they're not fearless, but rather that their internal problems have become so significant that they need external help to resolve them?"

"Oh?" Li Weiguo raised an eyebrow, signaling him to continue.

“A battle report can be falsified, but a battlefront cannot. No matter how sweet the elves’ words are, they are not as reliable as the actual results.”

Wang Kaixuan analyzed clearly: "The dwarves in the elves' mouths are stubborn, irritable, and uncivilized stoneheads. But the feedback from the front-line team leader Gong Pengfei and others is that although the dwarves look fierce and have a bad temper, as long as you bring out good wine and real things, they are really willing to trade with you and talk to you."

"On the contrary, those seemingly elegant elves have always maintained their wariness towards us, both verbally and physically. Despite imprisoning them for so long, quite a few still attempted to attack us! The difference is obvious when comparing the two."

"The probability of them playing a double act is very low, isn't it?" Li Weiguo laughed, pointing at Wang Kaixuan with his finger. "Your mind is getting more and more agile."

"Boss, you know more, and my thoughts are not comprehensive?"

“But it is one of the feasible options!” He pondered for a moment and made his decision.

"In that case, notify the front lines to intensify contact with the dwarves. Make sure they show their sincerity; we're going there to make friends, not to find enemies. Try to turn them into friends! Anyway, we're going to try anything, whether it works or not, we have to give it a shot."

Speaking of this, Li Weiguo said with a deep look in his eyes, "If we can't reason with them, at least we've followed the old rule of 'courtesy first, then force,' right?"

"understand!"

"As for the elves..." Li Weiguo paused, a sharp glint in his eyes, "The reaction and actions of the enemy after this release of the Weapon of Truth will be crucial to our subsequent exploration and strategic plans! If we find that the enemy is making any moves again, we will release the Weapon of Truth again."

Although the Weapon of Truth has endless potential problems and slows down the pace of development for the East University troops, and will need to be abandoned for many years to come, it is highly efficient!
Since humans already possess a wealth of information about the spirits, if they continue to be stubborn, we'll just have to keep reasoning with them.
From a human's perspective, the future of elves is either to delve into art, dance, and singing, or... to be wiped out!
Wang Kaixuan was taken aback, then couldn't help but burst out laughing: "President Li, I understand!"

"Alright, go take care of it. I'll contact you if anything comes up!" Li Weiguo waved his hand.

"Yes, Mr. Li!"

After Wang Kaixuan left, the office door was gently closed, and the smile on Li Weiguo's face slowly faded.

He picked up the slightly cooled jasmine tea on the table, took another sip, and then his gaze returned to the work report submitted by Su Mingjin.

As the rear support for the entire expansion into another world, every decision made by the Logistics Coordination and Management Department is related to the safety and morale of tens of thousands of soldiers on the front lines.

This is not a place for theoretical discussions; any decision made on a whim could cause irreparable damage on the front lines.

Li Weiguo understood this principle well. His work experience told him that only by closely following first-hand data from the front lines could he make the most prudent judgments.

Su Mingjin's report was well-organized and detailed.

In addition to the analysis of the contact between elves and dwarves, there will be many more contents about the natives of the Ice River tribe and the infrastructure progress of the engineering corps.

His fingers lightly traced the words about the Ice River Tribe, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

In reality, Li Weiguo was sometimes a rather xenophobic person, but the rules and regulations told him he couldn't be.

The Ice River tribe is an entity that has repeatedly pushed his limits of tolerance.

The report describes the most brutal reality in the most detached language.

Before these alien savages came into contact with modern civilization, their customs and lifestyles were truly appalling.

Putting aside their god of cold, in order to pray for the protection of this god's minions, every year the tribe would send a group of elderly people into the vast snowfield to "sacrifice" their lives to the harsh cold.

Even more appalling, some weak or disabled infants were also abandoned in the wild as sacrificial offerings, left to fend for themselves.

Li Weiguo can understand the helpless compromises made for the survival of the race in extreme circumstances, but that does not mean he can accept such distorted values.

If the aforementioned customs were driven by the need for survival, then the other customs were purely acts of ignorance and chaos.

The ethical relationships within the tribe were a complete mess, with bloodlines intertwined. The report even included several cases that made Li Weiguo's scalp tingle.

He even had a ridiculous thought—if he were to register their household registrations, how should he fill in the family relationship section?
If it weren't for the fact that the transformation plan for the Ice River tribe had been implemented with an iron fist from the very beginning and had been quite effective, Li Weiguo would have really considered sending them peanuts.

The results of the renovation are now very noticeable!
The savages would steal and rob supplies, and if caught, they would be locked up and subjected to intensive disciplinary education. Later, in response to their incorrigible nature, some special punitive measures were introduced that were mentally torturous but not life-threatening.

The two-pronged approach yielded remarkable results.

These people gradually revealed their civility and order.

Especially after the "Peaceful Living and Prosperous Life" plan and the "Points Redemption" system were introduced, the atmosphere of the entire tribe changed dramatically.

When the savages saw with their own eyes that their compatriots, who followed the rules and worked hard, used the points they earned through their labor to exchange for warm, sturdy, and even electrified luxurious houses, everyone's eyes turned red.

Rather than shivering in a tattered tent, constantly at risk of being sacrificed, it's better to study and work diligently, and live in a house that only gods can afford!

For a time, learning the common language and vying for jobs became a new trend in the Ice River tribe.

As for those stubborn individuals who clung to so-called traditions and refused to accept new rules, they were swiftly expelled from their settlements after receiving a final supply of materials.

Whether they live or die, nobody cares.

The fast train of civilization will not stop for a few primitive people.

Seeing the remarkable results of the savage reform in the report, Li Weiguo felt much better. He turned to the next page, which concerned the labor re-education of the elven prisoners.

A playful smile curved his lips.

These elegant, proud people who despise manual labor, after witnessing the power of their truth time and again, may find it difficult to adapt to the simple truth of "self-reliance and hard work."

Li Weiguo looked at the report which mentioned arranging for elven captives to participate in the infrastructure construction of the agricultural base.

He could almost picture the comical scene of those pampered elven nobles, covered in mud, digging for food in the fields with hoes.

"I hope you can adapt to life in the fields, and then sing and dance to your hearts' content." He muttered to himself, a mischievous smile flashing in his eyes. "I wonder if their delicate hands, skilled in archery and magic, are more steady holding a harp or more powerful gripping a hoe?"

After writing down some suggestions and dealing with personnel issues, Li Weiguo turned his attention to the real core issue—the industrial production report.

Rows of dry, cold data, however, were more beautiful than any magnificent poem in his eyes. Humus excavation, various types of timber processing, precious metal collection, daily output of ore from mines, ore smelting progress, daily production of various types of steel…

His gaze finally settled on the last column of the report—the basic petroleum industry.

His eyes lit up when he saw the numbers.

"Complete the plan to produce 10,000 barrels of crude oil per day..."

If this number were placed domestically, it wouldn't even make a ripple in the vast industrial system.

But here, in this strange world where everything starts from scratch, these ten thousand barrels of black liquid are the boiling blood that drives everything.

Ten thousand barrels is approximately equal to 1,370 tons.

One month means that humanity can obtain more than 40,000 tons of oil.

Li Weisheng's thoughts drifted back to the war-torn era of World War II.

Back then, in order to support millions of troops and rear industries, the entire Dongda University consumed no more than 200,000 tons of oil a year, and every drop was as precious as blood.

Now, this small base in the far north can easily produce 40,000 tons per month.

It is expected that monthly production will exceed 100,000 tons in a month.

Within six months, monthly production will reach 200,000 tons!

what does this mean?
This means that armored vehicles on the front lines can no longer worry about fuel consumption and can roam freely across the snowfields.

This means that there will be more helicopters patrolling the skies, infinitely expanding the coverage area of ​​the University of Tokyo's truth.

Similarly, it also means that more generators can be lit, allowing the light of civilization to illuminate this ignorant land.

His gaze shifted from the report, as if he could already see the future.

The black, viscous liquid extracted from the oil wells will be transformed into all sorts of amazing things after passing through a fractionation tower.

Synthetic fibers will replace the filthy, smelly animal hides worn by the Ice River tribe, allowing them to wear clean and durable clothing; tires made of synthetic rubber will carry heavy supplies, rolling over the ancient forest paths that the elves were once so proud of; as for plastics, pesticides, fertilizers…

Li Weiguo could even imagine it.

Imagine the bewildered expressions on the faces of those elven captives who were assigned to farm, when they discovered that the land they had painstakingly cultivated had yielded a dramatic increase in production due to the application of some kind of "magical material."

All of this needs time to prove!

Whether it's the changes that might occur during the interaction between humans and the three races, or the shift in the other side's mindset, all of this needs time to verify.

Verify, seek, confirm.

Pioneering and exchanging ideas without practical experience is meaningless.

After reading all of these, Li Weiguo's gaze fell upon a message sent by Su Mingjin that excited him...

No, it should be news that would excite countless students of Dongda University.

His fingers tapped lightly on the report, his gaze seemingly piercing through the words to a vast and boundless future scene.

Tokyo University, this outsider who started from scratch in another world, has now firmly brought a vast area, more than 280 kilometers long from east to west and 360 kilometers wide from north to south, under its absolute control.

One hundred thousand square kilometers!
This figure can be converted into a more intuitive concept—in the south, it's the area of ​​nearly three islands, roughly equivalent to the area of ​​Jiangsu.

In other words, the University of Tokyo suddenly gained one ninety-sixth of the country's territory!
Although 70% of it is the harsh environment of the far north permafrost, the remaining 30% is a fertile forest area that is enough to support the seeds of a civilization.

According to preliminary surveys by agricultural experts, the land has incredible potential because it is fertile; wherever it is plain, it is super black soil.

Opening up the southern forest belt could reclaim at least tens of millions of acres of farmland.

In modern times, the grain output of one million acres of land can feed approximately three to five million people, although the specific amount of land depends on factors such as soil quality, crop type, multiple cropping index, and local residents' dietary habits. However, cultivating one million acres of land is more than enough to feed three million people.

If one were to commit wholeheartedly to converting large areas of forest into farmland, accommodating a population of 30 million would not be a pipe dream.

Of course, no one would be so reckless before fully understanding the ecological patterns of this magical forest.

Li Weiguo turned off the map and began drafting a new document—an application to expand the scale of immigration.

He licked his slightly dry lips and typed the goal into the document: Within two years, send and settle a comprehensive population of 100,000 to the other world.

It's not that he didn't want to go all the way and apply for millions of people directly.

Rather, the world is far more complex than we imagine.

Extraordinary power, magical particles, and unheard-of intelligent races... all these factors destined this place to remain in a special mode of "integrated farming and warfare" for a long time to come.

This means that every pioneer who comes here cannot be an ordinary civilian. They must be elites and warriors in certain fields, tough guys ready to take up arms at any time.

Only Easterners with strong martial spirit can gain a foothold here.

Abundant martial virtue?

Upon thinking of this word, Li Weiguo couldn't help but chuckle.

The deep attachment to one's homeland is a traditional sentiment among students of Dongda University. But when housing allocation becomes land allocation, and the unit of measurement changes from square meters to acres or even square kilometers, he believes that many people would be willing to come to this other world and become armed, self-sufficient farmers of the new era, drawn by this immense temptation.

Of course, all of this must be done under the premise of absolute secrecy.

Perhaps, those willing to pioneer can be identified under the guise of high-tech industrial parks or special resource development projects.

After writing the application, he organized the documents and then sent them over via dedicated line.

Li Weiguo let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back in his chair, and rubbed his aching temples.

Just then, the telephone on the table rang shrilly.

His expression turned serious, and he quickly answered the call.

A slightly breathless, yet undeniably joyful, old voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Little Li! It's me, Yan Xuemin!"

Li Weiguo's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Professor Yan, what are your instructions?"

"Hahaha, this isn't an order, it's not a request for resources, it's great news! Huge good news!" Professor Yan Xuemin's laughter made the receiver buzz. "Are you free now? Come to the experimental base in the south! The project here is about to break ground, and you, the great contributor, must be here to take the first photo!"

Li Weiguo was completely bewildered: "What project do you specifically want me to go on?"

On the other end of the phone, Yan Xuemin took a deep breath and spoke slowly and deliberately, in an almost divinely ordained tone:

Controlled nuclear fusion!

boom!
Li Weiguo felt his mind go blank, as if he had been struck by lightning. His hand holding the phone froze in mid-air, his mouth slightly open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Controlled nuclear fusion... humanity's ultimate energy dream?

"...Professor Yan...you're not joking, are you? Didn't you say you had no clue a few days ago?" His voice trembled slightly.

"What a joke!" Yan Xuemin's tone was full of childlike smugness. "This is all thanks to you! The refined gold you sent back is practically a divine object!"

"Our team has been conducting research these past two days, and the materials problem that has plagued us for decades has been solved just like that! Your team is the biggest contributor to this success. If you don't come to the groundbreaking ceremony, who is qualified to come?"

"Come over here quickly!" the old professor said firmly. "Come over here and let us share in your good fortune!"

The call ended, and the busy tone echoed in my ears.

Li Weiguo slowly put down the receiver and then lit a cigarette.

Then, he looked at the oil production increase report on the table that had just excited him.

Producing 10,000 barrels of crude oil per day... transporting the crude oil back to the modern era...

Once upon a time, this was the burning blood that drove civilization forward.

But now, in the face of the words "controlled nuclear fusion," that black liquid suddenly seems... somewhat ancient.

He seemed to see a brand new era bursting open the door to the future with an unimaginable ferocity.
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Just as Li Weiguo was thrilled by the technological breakthrough in controlled nuclear fusion, and even somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Thousands of kilometers away, an exhibition is in full swing at Southeast University.

On the surface, this exhibition is touted as "high-tech and cutting-edge medical care," but it showcases many things that are destined to disrupt the market and even an entire industry in the future.

The exhibition hall was bustling with people of all skin colors, all searching for the next business opportunity that could change their future and make them rich.

Among these people, a handsome desert prince with a white turban stood out.

Abdul, who was previously unknown, has become an internationally renowned tycoon known for his extravagant spending and shrewd business acumen through several maneuvers.

He came by invitation.

He was no longer the spoiled brat who only knew how to buy luxury goods.

His previous purchases of "fitness ingredients" and certain "special industrial products" that were enough to change local problems propelled him to a high position within the royal family.

Therefore, when the University of Tokyo presented him with the invitation again, he did not hesitate to cancel all his plans.

"Your Highness, that's the 'Youwei' booth. Their new products are the highlight of the event," the accompanying assistant whispered.

Abdul merely glanced at the booth surrounded by layers of people and shook his head with little interest.

He and his team strolled leisurely through the exhibition hall, like a lion surveying its territory, bypassing all the popular and bustling core booths.

Finally, he stopped in an inconspicuous corner.

"Longevity Health Pharmaceutical Company".

The name was incredibly corny, and the booth design was extremely simple, standing out starkly from the futuristic and cool designs around it.

But Abdul remembered the warnings given to him by some people he knew before he came.

Then, his intuition was frantically warning him that what he really wanted was here.

"Hello." A staff member in a white coat, with a calm demeanor, approached, her attitude neither humble nor arrogant. "Would you like to learn more about our products?"

Abdul flashed a bright smile, revealing a set of white teeth: "Of course, I think it's very necessary for me to find out."

Amidst the envious and jealous glances of other exhibitors, this incredibly wealthy dog ​​tycoon disappeared with the staff into a private room behind the booth.

They stayed there for a full half hour.

When Abdul came out of the private room again, he could no longer hide the smile on his face. It was a kind of heartfelt joy and satisfaction, and his steps were lighter.

The various groups that had been secretly watching him immediately became agitated.

Abdul is now the most sought-after purchasing official in the Middle East, and his movements are a bellwether.

It's just that some things are a bit sensitive!

Soon, several groups of people casually approached the booth of the "Longevity and Health Pharmaceutical Company".

However, the news they received made them all fall into deep thought.

"Sir, our company's main products are very simple," the staff member introduced expressionlessly. "For example, this potent hair growth tonic is specially formulated to treat all kinds of stubborn hair loss. This oral liquid helps with bowel movements and relieves constipation. And this rejuvenating essence can make women's skin firmer and more youthful..."

Hearing these introductions, a question mark slowly appeared on the foreheads of the agents who came to gather intelligence.

That's it?

Treatments for hair loss and constipation?

The Saudi prince was so happy about this that he was like a 300-pound child.

"And the price?" a blond, balding middle-aged man disguised as a businessman couldn't help but ask.

The staff member adjusted his glasses and announced a number: "A trial pack of the hair growth serum is 150 ml and costs five hundred US dollars."

The bald businessman's expression froze.

Five hundred dollars? One hundred and fifty milliliters?
Are hair loss treatments really that expensive?

You could have just robbed it, why didn't you?
Does it contain minoxidil?

The staff member shook his head!

Curious, and suppressing his doubts, the man purchased all of their products, intending to have them tested in a lab.
After the news was quickly relayed back to the Americans, the analysts at the intelligence center looked at the report and fell into a collective silence.

"Have you purchased samples? Have you tested them?" The boss's voice came through the phone, filled with suppressed anger.

"Purchased, sir. We've purchased the highest-spec set of each product, which cost a considerable amount of money... It's being urgently sent to the lab for clinical testing!"

"Alright! Investigate! I want to see if they're just using a front for something else! We absolutely cannot let those bigwigs get involved with Dongda again! Otherwise, those people from the military-industrial complex will be throwing money at us..."

"understand!"

The head of the intelligence center looked at the product descriptions on the screen—hair growth tonic, laxative, anti-inflammatory cream…

He rubbed his temples, feeling as if his intelligence had been insulted like never before.

Is this some kind of way for Tokyo University to sell sensitive materials?

Or are those Saudi tycoons thinking they're about to make some good money again?
(End of this chapter)