On the dark grassland, two dark green armed helicopters were landing, and the sharp sound of the rotors reverberated in the open field.
"Yo! Good evening, Master Fuli."
Li Wenkang, with a smiling face, pushed open the cabin door and looked at Master Fuli sitting in a pickup truck.
"Master Fuli!"
Also sitting in the helicopter, Wang Ya's eyes rippled when she saw Master Fuli, revealing a gentle smile and waving to him.
The Fennec Fox on Wang Ya's shoulder was yawning drowsily.
"Why do you seem particularly idle?" Ansheng landed on Ba Mountain Mosquito's shoulder, leading Lin Bingyun and Black-skinned Rabbit onto the helicopter, and made a remark to Li Wenkang sitting in the cabin.
On the other helicopter, a few woodcutters ran down, dragging hoisting steel cables to the pickup truck to lift the Gravity Hammer and New Energy Warhammer.
During the hoisting process, the faces of the four woodcutters turned red with exertion, as if using all their strength, yet unable to move it an inch.
As the helicopter's winch exerted force, the pickup truck, which had its front end lifted high, seemed to let out a sigh, and the whole vehicle instantly sagged.
"Am I idle?"
Li Wenkang was momentarily stunned by the remark, then smiled at Master Fuli and said, "I'm not idle at all. If ordinary people want to meet me, they would have to sit obediently in the Imperial City Hotel and wait for half a month at the fastest."
Seeing Li Wenkang frequently made Ansheng easily misunderstand that Li Wenkang was especially idle.
In reality, Li Wenkang was always busy, hurriedly arranging new equipment verification after returning to the Ruins Research Institute just before the Mid-Autumn Festival, then flying directly to Xia Dong to meet with Grandmaster Lin and convey Lin Qi's intentions to the top management.
Afterwards, he hadn't finished the meeting when the waves triggered by the Outer earthquake urged him to immediately head north with the other three double-flowered red sticks to deal with the aftermath of the earthquake and the potential ensuing chaos.
Li Wenkang was always busy, if not on basic Spiritual Particle research, then on national security affairs.
Master Fuli thought he was idle only because the matters he was involved in grew increasingly dangerous.
There weren't many people nationwide who could handle these matters, perhaps no more than twenty or thirty people in total.
Moreover, because Master Fuli and Li Wenkang had a connection, whenever there were dangerous matters, the research group led by Li Wenkang would typically request collaboration from Master Fuli.
"Busy, huh? How busy, you can't even take the time to get a quality inspection report for me from the Longevity Research Institute." Master Fuli voiced his dissatisfaction and harshly complained about Li Wenkang.
Earlier, when using the Gravity Hammer, Ansheng could clearly feel some latent characteristics present.
But the manual didn't state this, nor did the video delivered with the goods explain this aspect.
"I sent the letter, but there was no response." Li Wenkang shrugged, "Though they haven't replied, based on my understanding, the warhammer they sent you... is most likely a replica."
"Because when I applied for the weapon for you, the only requirement I mentioned to them was that it should be extremely hard."
"As for how hard, quantitatively speaking, I directly said, 'No less hard than taking a pack of sildenafil.' From their delayed response, it seems your weapon might be a replica of ancient Spiritual Particle Metal atomic structure."
When Li Wenkang said this, there was a hint of mockery on his cheek.
Even though a high-level researcher, in some aspects, he remained peculiarly childish, stubborn, and unwilling to concede.
The metal used to forge Master Fuli's weapon wasn't developed by the Longevity Research Institute but rather based on the existing metal molecular structure and then replicated.
They could manufacture it.
But if you asked for a quality characteristics report, it would really be a little challenging for them.
They could manufacture and use it, but that didn't mean they understood it.
"Wow, your application report could actually carry personal attacks, huh!"
Hearing Li Wenkang's explanation of the birth process of the Gravity Tenderizing Hammer Pro, Ansheng directly exclaimed, "Wow."
Tying the hardness of the Gravity Hammer to the hardness of the entire Longevity Research Institute's researchers.
Isn't this outright mockery?
No wonder, in the video, the researcher introducing the Gravity Hammer's performance to me kept emphasizing its hardness, which could directly pierce through aircraft carriers and deep-sea submarines.
Turns out... there was a little story behind this.
"Why can't it have personal attacks? You haven't seen the people from the Materials Science Academy, bouncing around in front of our lab doors like the monkeys from Emei Mountain, climbing onto the researchers' heads, scratching their ears and cheeks, yelling: Where's the goods? Where's our Spiritual Particle Extraction Liquid?"
Li Wenkang nonchalantly waved his hand.
Researchers usually appear refined, speaking slowly and with logic.
But that's when they're not agitated. When they are, their whole person can become as hot as a furnace, and fights or brawls between teams are not uncommon.
The Agricultural Research Institute, as the upstream of the industrial chain, is commonly blocked by downstream research institutes at its doors.
What's wrong with a little bit of aggression in my letter?
"It seems, Ah Qing joined the right line of work..." Ansheng commented with a face full of sentiment, glanced at the night sky outside the cabin, and continued to inquire, "By the way, Wang Qiqi over the phone said things were unclear, merely mentioning the need to ensure the stability of the cooperation between both sides."
"So... what are we doing now?"
From Wang Qiqi's words, it could be inferred that there was a problem with the Rakshasa Country's bear, prompting the Security Bureau's sudden action.
The two sides originally made tacit plans to wrap Europe up like a dumpling.
But the Rakshasa ghosts seemed to have taken a rebellious turn, breaking apart Europe's prominent figure, bending over laboriously.
Facing a drastic attitude change from the other side, Ansheng, not particularly concerned about international affairs, was puzzled about how to ensure the other side cooperates obediently.
"......"
Li Wenkang sat upright, pondered slightly, and said, "Things are actually very, very simple, just to go kill someone."
"I don't know if you've heard this saying, that in the past, so-called royal authority never went down to the countryside. Whenever a beneficial local decree was issued, it often faced resistance."
"Sometimes, it might be obstructed by those who suffered losses, sometimes by the backlash of local landlords and gentry. In short, it's said that royal decrees didn't go down not because they didn't want to, but due to a lack of grassroots management ability."
"[Country] is not a person, especially not in regions where stage play of ballots takes place; left and right brain contention is very common. They don't have a complete unified will."
"So to speak..."
"Our action tonight, should be considered as helping the other side's brain by fiercely kicking their lame leg."
When Li Wenkang said this, his cheek showed no waves of emotion, yet there was a faint hint of disgust.
The whole thing had indeed unfolded this way.
The brain and the cerebellum were at loggerheads.
But some things, Li Wenkang hadn't actually said, because from his personal perspective, he didn't agree with the assault action, nor did he care about the gains and losses of the Outer journey.
It was pointless and wasted money, and it even helped the other side to scrape the bones to heal.
Letting them rot, dog-eat-dog, or even throwing some meat over to make them fight more fiercely should be the right way.
When everything falls apart, it benefits everyone, allowing them to absorb nutrients from the other's corpse.
If it doesn't fall apart, one can nonchalantly and leisurely cross their legs, engaging in light banter.
But unfortunately.... it's not possible.
The Security Bureau's assault action wasn't helping others but helping themselves, and stopping the monopolistic landlords from eroding.
Warfare is relatively easy.
Within a day, Outer could be devoid of any living being.
But it would require hundreds of billions, and if other forces joined in support, it might become a protracted war.
The daily expenditure would not be less than billions.
And what could the funds consumed in a single day achieve? A brand new Spiritual Particle University?
An Advanced Spiritual Particle Research Institute, or a tenth of an advanced particle accelerator, or maybe cultivate dozens of scientists who can independently handle matters?
Li Wenkang, even though he wanted to see foreigners perish, he also understood everyone was waiting for their enemies to make a mistake.
Once someone makes a mistake, it will fall into this competitive quagmire, gradually sinking to the bottom.
The Longevity Club's Spiritual Particle research progress was similar, neither side falling behind.
They couldn't lag behind, as falling behind meant failure and being trapped in place.
When unable to outrun, they'll naturally try to delay the other's progress by any means outside the box.