Our great nation of China traverses the multiverse.

However, what he didn't expect was...

The letter had barely been sent out when Fang Jing returned!

With the same "whoosh," a silver-white battle armor, now larger than when it left, reappeared in its original spot.

"General Hou, have the raw materials I requested arrived?"

Fang Jing made his point briefly.

I'm already quite eager to try it out!

"We still have some stock at our base, and the rest are being shipped here gradually."

Hou Zhongyun stood up, looking at Fang Jing expectantly.

I wonder what kind of surprise he will bring?

"That's good!"

Having inventory is good.

Otherwise, waiting for it to be shipped over would probably waste a lot of time!

then,

Fang Jing followed Hou Zhongyun to the warehouse.

At this moment, all the raw materials that Fang Jing needed in the warehouse had been sorted and stacked.

"It's right here, please make yourself at home!"

After saying that, Hou Zhongyun walked to the side, his eyes almost overflowing with anticipation.

"it is good!"

Fang Jing nodded, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Production line, start!

Show your power to your fellow beings in another world!

A sky full of silvery metallic particles flew by.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a silver-white metal box appeared on the spot.

Then, the silver-white metal box slowly unfolded, and long, slender claws emerged from it, aiming at the piled-up raw materials and continuously taking them in.

"Kakaka-"

The faint sounds of loading and unloading echoed inside the metal casing.

It only took a few seconds.

A dozen or so cone-shaped objects were thrown out of the metal box.

These appeared to be trial production runs; from then on, the full capacity of the metal enclosure production line was increased.

Fang Jing only saw the cone-shaped device spraying out water.

The products being exported are so numerous they're practically leaving afterimages!

In less than six minutes,

All the raw materials have been used up.

Instead, there are 60,000 cone-shaped devices.

"This is?"

Looking at this fully automated production that required no human intervention and its maximum production efficiency, Hou Zhongyun was deeply shocked. After finally calming down, he picked up an object about the size of an arm, smooth as a mirror, cone-shaped, with a nozzle-like structure on its back, and looked puzzled.

"It looks like a cannonball? A missile with a nozzle?"

“That’s a drone… I call it a drone.”

Fang Jing scratched his head, organized his thoughts, and explained in layman's terms:

"These things can fly directly from the ground into Earth orbit. Sixty thousand of them, scattered in Earth orbit, can immediately form a global network. Then, by connecting them to equipment, we can monitor the global situation!"

This is Fang Jing's plan.

Since information is scarce in this era, he decided to connect the entire world to the internet!

Once we have enough materials, we'll set up a "sky eye" system in the sky!

This is the true Heavenly Eye!

He refused to believe that he couldn't recognize which world this was!

"A global network?"

Hou Zhongyun was stunned for a moment.

Then he remembered the concept of the internet, and his eyes widened.

Today, he was so shocked by so many things that he was completely numb!

Who could believe it?

The cone-shaped object in his hand, as thick as his arm, actually managed to fly into Earth orbit!

Hou Zhongyun's impression of objects that can fly into Earth orbit is still limited to giant rockets.

This little thing works too?

Standing in the warehouse, looking around at the densely packed, identical cone-shaped objects being produced,

He felt a little dizzy.

There are 60,000 of them here!

These 60,000, plus the planetary monitors produced subsequently,

So they can monitor the whole world?!

Hou Zhongyun couldn't quite understand what Fang Jing had said about controlling so many star systems and how fast his spaceship had reached, due to the vast technological gap. However, these scenes were right in front of him!

For the first time, he had such a concrete feeling about the power of this universe!

His understanding of power is simple.

In the past, countries competed on steel production; now they compete on productivity.

And there is no doubt that

The silvery-white production line in front of him made him truly understand what terrifying productivity was!

……

When 60,000 drones took to the air

When it covered what is now a relatively empty Earth orbit,

The letter that Hou Zhongyun sent out was finally returned.

With evidence, no one questioned it at all.

The opinion given above is very simple.

Join! You absolutely must join!

This is such a great opportunity, you won't get another chance like it!

Furthermore, the 677 Nuclear Test Institute was reorganized on the spot and officially appointed as a secret base for contacting parallel universes, with Hou Zhongyun appointed as the person in charge, fully responsible for this matter!

When Hou Zhongyun solemnly signed his name on the document,

The trajectory of this world's destiny will undergo earth-shattering changes!

Just like now,

While waiting for the materials to arrive, Fang Jing and Hou Zhongyun held a short meeting.

The scientists who participated in the meeting were summoned under a classified order.

The meeting's purpose was simple: to provide technical support.

"We need power facilities. We are now in the age of electricity, and all industries need electricity to support them."

The scientists here are very pragmatic. After hearing about parallel universes, they were excited for a while, but then pragmatically put forward appropriate requirements.

"Therefore, I hope that this universe can provide the complete technology for thermal power generation and nuclear fission power plants, from production to manufacturing processes!"

"..."

In the conference room, Fang Jing heard the pragmatic scientist's words and let out a long sigh.

That's very pragmatic.

That's so unimaginative!

?

Upon hearing Fang Jing's sigh, the scientist who had made the suggestion paused, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

He couldn't help but wonder if he had asked for too much.

The atmosphere froze, and everyone turned their attention to Fang Jing.