Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

"On this issue, our margin for error is zero."

But Qian Chenghui didn't give the person on the other end of the phone much time to process it.

Talent, or "software," is now available.

So next up is the "hardware".

To dismantle that potential underground nuclear facility in the shortest possible time, people alone are not enough; top-notch equipment worthy of these brilliant minds is also needed.

So, Mr. Qian adjusted his breathing slightly and continued speaking into the phone:

"Besides the talent I just mentioned, I also need machines."

"First, of course, is the most advanced radiation-resistant engineering robot."

Professor Qian spoke quickly, but his points were clear and logical:

"Whether they are under development or already in service, as long as they can withstand high doses of radiation and have the ability to perform precise operations, bring them over."

"Nobody knows what's behind that door. If the radiation levels are off the charts, the robots will be our vanguard."

"Second, the highest level of personal protective equipment."

"Not ordinary chemical protective suits, I need the kind that's fully enclosed, has a self-circulating breathing system, and is lined with lead."

At this point, Mr. Qian paused for a moment and looked up at the azure sky above.

His gaze became exceptionally deep, as if he wanted to pierce through the atmosphere and see those quietly operating celestial eyes in outer space.

Then, he made a request that made Wang Dafa's heart skip a beat:

"third."

"I need to call in a reconnaissance satellite."

"And it must be a military-grade reconnaissance satellite equipped with synthetic aperture radar and a hyperspectral imager."

"I want this satellite to change its orbit immediately and fly directly above Mushroom Village to conduct an extremely detailed scan of the surface of this area."

"That map is too old; the landmarks on the ground have changed."

"I need to use satellite thermal imaging and geological density analysis to discover possible cavities, ventilation openings, or traces of construction from that time beneath the surface."

"Only in this way can we pinpoint the entrance as quickly as possible."

........................................

These three requirements were put forward.

There was an even longer silence on the other end of the phone than before.

Five or six seconds passed without any sound coming from the receiver.

This is not because that big shot hesitated.

Rather, it's because these requirements are simply too "heavy".

If we were asking for people, we were asking for "super elites" and "leading figures" from all walks of life. Although mobilizing them would be troublesome, it could be resolved by administrative orders.

But the equipment needed right now...

Radiation-resistant robots are the prized possessions of the national key laboratory.

Heavy protective suits are strategic reserve materials.

And the satellite's orbit change...

This involves far too many things; it's not just a technical issue, but also a redistribution of strategic resources, and it may even attract international attention.

This is hardly a bomb disposal operation.

This is clearly a small-scale, high-tech local war.

The bigwig on the other end of the phone was sitting in that office that symbolized the highest level of power.

His hand gripped the receiver so tightly that his knuckles were clenched.

He was certainly aware of the difficulties involved.

but.

The words "Project Jade Shattering" came to mind.

The nuclear bomb, which had been dormant underground for decades and could be awakened at any time due to aging power lines or geological changes, came to the surface.

The area is surrounded by dense villages and towns.

If it actually detonates, or even if it's just a large-scale nuclear leak...

The consequences...

It is not just a disaster for this region, but also the breaking up of countless families and an unbearable pain for the nation.

If such consequences truly resulted from inadequate rescue efforts, then all of them, including him, will bear this historical responsibility and become sinners for all time.

In the face of such an absolute crisis, any cost is bearable.

Any difficulty must be overcome.

"call......"

A deep breath came from the other end of the phone.

Followed by.

The big shot's voice rang out again.

This time, the previous solemnity was gone, replaced by a resolute and resolute tone, carrying the imposing aura of war.

That is a manifestation of the national will.

"Half an hour."

These three simple words carry an overwhelming momentum:

"Old Qian."

Give me half an hour.

"The manpower, resources, satellite access you need..."

"Whether it's in the sky or on the ground, whether it's in a laboratory or in the military."

"It will be delivered to you in half an hour!"

Wang Dafa felt a buzzing in his head.

Half an hour?

You should know that this is deep in the mountains of southern Yunnan!

The goal is to coordinate and send over top experts from all over the country, heavy equipment, and even satellites in the sky within half an hour.

What does this mean?

This means that the state apparatus will operate at full power with terrifying efficiency.

This means that countless supersonic fighter jets may take off, and countless green channels will be opened.

This is the speed of Dongguk.

This is the confidence of a great power!

Before Wang Dafa could recover from the shock,

The bigwig on the other end of the phone suddenly softened his tone, but the sense of solemnity became even stronger.

That was a kind of entrustment.

It is a trust that entrusts the lives of countless people, the safety of a region, and even the face of the nation to an old comrade-in-arms.

"Old Qian."

"I'm leaving this matter to you."

"You are the expert, the leading authority in this field, and you have the most say in the situation on site."

"We must, absolutely must, ensure that this crisis is resolved safely and without any mishaps."

Please!

These last three words carry immense weight.

Holding the slightly warm old-fashioned cell phone, Mr. Qian straightened his back, which was originally a bit hunched over.

He took a deep breath and nodded heavily into the void.

Although the person on the other end of the phone couldn't see him, he knew they could sense it.

"rest assured."

Mr. Qian only replied with these two words.

There's no need for unnecessary promises, because he will prove it with his actions.

Just as Mr. Qian was about to hang up the phone and begin preparing to receive the resources that were about to arrive.

He suddenly thought of something.

His gaze swept over the media reporters who, despite being cordoned off, were still frantically taking pictures from a distance, as well as the online celebrities who were live-streaming on their phones.

Old Qian frowned slightly.

He added into the phone:

"Oh, right, there's something else."

"This time, in order to find clues, I chose to make a public announcement."

"It now seems that the public outcry we created may have been a bit too much."

"The internet must be in an uproar right now."

"It may be necessary for relevant departments to pay attention to online public opinion, guide its direction, and prevent large-scale panic or the spread of conspiracy theories."

After all, nuclear weapons are a very sensitive topic.

If it is exploited by malicious individuals to spread rumors and cause trouble, social order may be disrupted.

Upon hearing what Mr. Qian said...

The bigwig on the other end of the phone seemed to relax a little.

A hearty laugh and a curse came from his direction:

"Haha, you old rascal."

"Why would you need to worry about something like this?"

"You just focus on mastering your skills, and leave the rest to us."

"Even if you hadn't said anything, we would have done it!"

Done.

"beep--"

The phone hangs up.

Clean and efficient, without any hesitation or fuss.

Clearly, they've already started working on fulfilling that "half-hour" promise.

Mr. Qian slowly put away his phone and placed it back in his inner pocket.

He turned around and looked at the leaders around him who were staring at him expectantly.

I was just about to start arranging the next steps of the evacuation.

But then they discovered...

The closest person standing to him was the garrison commander, the usually imposing Senior Colonel Wang Dafa.

She was currently in an extremely stiff posture, staring blankly at him.

Or rather, he was staring blankly at the pocket where he had just put his phone.

Wang Dafa's face was filled with extreme shock, even a hint of disbelief and fear.

His eyes were wide open, bigger than copper bells, and his lips were trembling slightly.

Because, just now.

When Mr. Qian answered the phone, he did not try to hide it from him. In fact, because of the noisy environment, the volume of Mr. Qian's phone receiver was quite loud.

Wang Dafa was nearby and, although he didn't hear the whole thing, he could still make out the last few words of laughter and curses, and the voice that, though separated by radio waves, was still very recognizable.

He heard it clearly.

That voice...

too familiar.

That was the voice he often heard every evening at seven o'clock, without fail, sitting in front of the television, on the news program with the highest viewership in the entire Eastern country.

That's something that often appears at important national conferences...

That's one of the truly top-tier individuals.

They are among the top ten most powerful figures in the entire Eastern Kingdom.

My goodness...

Wang Dafa felt an electric current instantly strike his entire body, making his scalp tingle and his calves cramp.

He guessed that Qian Lao had a lot of influence and that the higher-ups would take it seriously.

But he never dreamed of it.

This matter actually alarmed that person.

Moreover, judging from the tone of the phone call just now, that person was very accommodating to Mr. Qian, even acting as casually as an old friend.

What does this tell us?

This indicates that this incident is no longer just a local crisis, but has risen to the level of direct concern at the highest levels of the national government.

This is a serious matter.