A higher-dimensional incarnation, starting by leveraging the stars.

Chapter 128 My actions are solely my own decision.

Facing the gazes of the twelve people, Hu Biao smiled and walked to the main seat to sit down.

"Alright, I believe everyone is familiar with me. After all, I'm a bit of an internet celebrity. Why don't you all introduce yourselves first?"

"Wang Jingming, a fourth-year doctoral student in the School of Life Sciences—!"

"Zhao Qingyang, third-year doctoral student in the Robotics Department —"

"Chen Rui, second-year PhD student in the School of Life Sciences, specializing in materials science!"

"Sun Zhe, a first-year doctoral student in the Robotics Department, working on control systems. Please guide me, group leader!"

A moment later, everyone had finished introducing themselves.

Hu Biao tapped the table lightly and said, "I have face blindness and a bad memory. When we get back, have the logistics department make a name tag and put it on the table so I won't mistake people for each other in the future."

"Team Leader Hu, I'd like to ask, what exactly is the purpose of this project?" The speaker was Zhao Qingyang from the Robotics Department. "The email we received didn't even have a project name, and the confidentiality agreement only has one name on it—"

Hu Biao nodded, took out a stack of documents from his backpack, and placed them on the table. "This is the preliminary plan for the project. Pass it around and take a look."

The document was passed around among twelve people.

Lu Yiran took a copy and turned to the first page.

[Project Objective: To develop a prototype lightweight intelligent protection system suitable for the lunar environment based on biological neurotransmitters]

[Core Technology: Biological Neurotransmitters (Successfully developed; samples available in appendix)]

Expected Outcome: A wearable environmental adaptive protection system with environmental sensing, physiological monitoring, and active temperature control.

Basic protection functions

[Timeline: Prototype design to be completed within 1 month; prototype manufacturing and initial testing to be completed within 3 months]

Soon, only the sound of pages turning filled the conference room.

After playing on his phone for fifteen minutes, Hu Biao looked up and asked, "Have you finished watching? Any questions?"

"Yes." The doctoral student named Chen Rui, who wore glasses, raised his hand. "Team Leader Hu, I'm a mechanical engineering student and don't know much about biomaterials. Can this biological neurotransmitter really do what you're saying? Environmental perception, physiological monitoring, active control—these things require complex sensors and circuits, can they really be achieved with just a single wire?"

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You're focusing on the wrong thing.

Hu Biao glanced at him and said, "What you need to do is understand the function of this thing and use it according to the properties of this material, rather than worrying about whether it is real or not."

"But----"

"No buts." Hu Biao tapped the table. "Now, take out your phones—go to the app store—search for 'Alien Survival'—and download and install it."

"Um?"

All twelve people were stunned for a moment. What was going on?

Is the plot twist so abrupt?

"Download a game?" A man in his thirties sitting to Hu Biao's left stood up, his slicked-back hair gleaming. "Team Leader Hu, did I hear that right? This is a key national research project, funded by 1 million yuan, with results due in a month. And now you want us to—download a game?"

"What's the problem?" Hu Biao looked up at him and asked.

Dr. Sun Zhe was taken aback by Hu Biao's attitude and said, "I don't see how this game relates to our research topic, and we're short on time—"

"I only had you download this game because I knew time was tight," Hu Biao interrupted him. "You only have a month. Do you think you can design and produce a suitable prototype with just a few resources? I never expected anything from you. Now, download the game, open it, and look at the various designs. I added a new module to the game last night, specifically for the lunar environment—"

"What?! You...you made this game?!"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Hu Biao glanced at Sun Zhe, then scanned the twelve people present and said, "Now, you have two tasks. First, do your best to promote this game. Anyway, we have a budget of 100 million, which is enough to last for a while. Second, collect all kinds of creative designs about lunar survival armor in the game, select suitable and feasible solutions, and then report them to me."

"Playing games, collecting and organizing information?"

"That's right, you have five days. After five days, each of you should submit three proposals," Hu Hu said. "Alright, that's enough for today. You can have some fun."

As he spoke, he stood up, seemingly preparing to leave.

"Wait a minute—" At this moment, Wang Meng stood up, her big, round eyes blinking as she looked at Hu Biao. "I don't understand—aren't you just making us do odd jobs?"

"Yeah, it's just odd jobs," Hu Biao said, raising an eyebrow. "What else can you do?"

"Team Leader Hu, we're here to work, not to be humiliated by you." Lu Yiran was furious and practically slammed her hand on the table.

"Don't be so fierce, I'm just stating the facts."

As he spoke, he picked up the remote control and turned on the conference room screen. On the screen, a scene of survival on another planet appeared. He pressed the button again, and the scene quickly switched to the lunar surface, showing a heavy, standard spacesuit.

"Neither the vacuum of space nor the environment on the moon is suitable for human survival, hence the need for protective suits. However, the reality is that despite years of development, space protective suits haven't seen much progress and remain stuck in bulky, cumbersome designs—do you know why?"

"As the saying goes, one person's plan is short-sighted, but two people's plans are long-sighted. The purpose of designing this game is to use the alien environment set in the game to encourage netizens to use their brains, find inspiration, and break out of this closed circle. Therefore, your promotion is crucial."

Seeing that Sun Zhe was about to speak again, I said, "Don't emphasize to me what major you graduated from or what earth-shattering things you've done. None of that matters. My time is very tight. I need to see results within a month. So, I don't have time to waste with you. You only have two choices: either do as I say, or go home. I won't stop you."

"You—" Sun Zhe said angrily, pointing at Hu Biao, "You, you're a dictator!"

"Are you out of your mind? We're conducting research, not politicians. Of course, the capable rise and the incompetent fall. Whoever is competent gets to listen to them. Of course, if you really want to call me a dictator, you might as well give me a nicer name—yes, let's call me 'rule of the law.' That's how I do things. If you don't like it, you can leave!"